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 I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the 
night cometh, when no read more 
 I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the 
night cometh, when no man can work. 
 The Natural Clock-work by the might One
 Wound up at first, and ever since have gone.  
 The Natural Clock-work by the might One
 Wound up at first, and ever since have gone. 
Begone about your business.
Begone about your business.
 I go away and come again each day,
 But thou shalt go away and ne'er return.  
 I go away and come again each day,
 But thou shalt go away and ne'er return. 
 O God! methinks it were a happy life
 To be no better than a homely swain;
  To read more 
 O God! methinks it were a happy life
 To be no better than a homely swain;
  To sit upon a hill, as I do now,
   To carve out dials, quaintly, point by point,
    Thereby to see the minutes, how they run--
     How many makes the hour full complete,
      How many hours brings about the day,
       How many days will finish up the year,
        How many years a mortal man may live;
         When this is known, then to divide the times--
          So many hours must I tend my flock,
           So many hours must I take my rest,
            So many hours must I contemplate,
             So many hours must I sport myself;
              So many days my ewes have been with young,
               So many weeks ere the poor fools will ean,
                So many months ere I shall shear the fleece.
                 So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years,
                  Passed over to the end they were created,
                   Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
                    Ah, what a life were this! 
In the day, do the day's work.
In the day, do the day's work.
 I am moved by the light.
 [Lat., A lumine motus.]  
 I am moved by the light.
 [Lat., A lumine motus.] 
 Give God thy heart, thy service, and thy gold; The day wears on, 
and time is waxing old.
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 Give God thy heart, thy service, and thy gold; The day wears on, 
and time is waxing old.
   - Unattributed Author, 
 Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your 
wrath: Neither give place to read more 
 Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your 
wrath: Neither give place to the devil.