Youth: Too happy to think—there's time enough sure;
Manhood: Too busy to think—of gold I want more;
Prime: Too anxious to think—toil, worry, and fret;
Old Age: Too feeble to think—old hearts harder get;
Dying: Too ill now to think—weak, suffering, and lone;
Death: `Tis too late to think—the spirit has flown.
Eternity: FOREVER TO THINK! God's mercy is past, And I into hell am righteously cast
To weep o'er my doom, which forever must last.