John 9: MOST sensibly, O Lord, I know

MOST sensibly, O Lord, I know,
My night of death approaches fast;
My time for work, my course below,
Is in another moment pass'd;
O then cut short Thy work of grace,
This moment finish it in me.
And let the next conclude my race,
And bring me to my goal and Thee.

I KNOW, most gracious Saviour,
My night approaches fast;
O may I by Thy favour.
Be found in peace at last:
My time of visitation,
My latest hour improve,
And work out my salvation,
And die, renew'd in love.

What can I do but offer
My dregs of life to Thee?
What can I do but suffer
Whate'er Thou lay'st on me?
In manifold temptations,
I at Thy feet attend:
My duty now is patience.
Till pain, with life shall end.