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The Vanity of Man as mortal
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #70b (1786) Topics: Tongues governed; Tongues governed First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days,
Thou maker of my frame;
I would survey life's narrow space,
And learn how frail I am.
2 A span is all that we can boast,
An inch or two of time:
Man is but vanity and dust
In all his flower and prime.
3 See the vain race of mortals move
Like shadows o'er the plain;
They rage and strive, desire and love,
But all the noise is vain.
4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show,
Some dig for golden ore,
They toil for heirs, they know not who,
And strait are seen no more.
5 What should I wish or wait for then
From creatures, earth and dust?
They make our expectations vain,
And disappoint our trust.
6 Now I forbid my carnal hope,
My fond desires recal;
I give my mortal interest up,
And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man as mortal
The Vanity of Man as Mortal
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #70b (1790) Topics: Tongues governed; Tongues governed First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days,
Thou maker of my frame;
I would survey life's narrow space,
And learn how frail I am.
2 A span is all that we can boast,
An inch or two of time:
Man is but vanity and dust
In all his flower and prime.
3 See the vain race of mortals move
Like shadows o'er the plain;
They rage and strive, desire and love,
But all the noise is vain.
4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show,
Some dig for golden ore,
They toil for heirs, they know not who,
And strait are seen no more.
5 What should I wish or wait for then
From creatures earth and dust?
They make our expectations vain,
And disappoint our trust.
6 Now I forbid my carnal hope,
My fond desires recall;
I give my mortal interest up,
And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man as Mortal
Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #71 (1786) Topics: Tongues governed; Tongues governed First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down,
Behold the pains I feel;
But I am dumb before thy throne,
Nor dare dispute thy will.
2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord,
They come at thy command;
I'll not attempt a murmuring word,
Against thy chastening hand.
3 Yet I may plead with humble cries,
Remove thy sharp rebukes;
My strength consumes, my spirit dies,
Through thy repeated strokes.
4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand,
We moulder to the dust;
Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand,
And all our beauty's lost.
5 I'm but a stranger here below,
As all my fathers were;
May I be well prepar'd to go,
When I the summons hear!
6 But if my life be spared a while
Before my last remove,
Thy praise shall be my business still,
And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English
Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining
Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without Repining
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #71 (1790) Topics: Tongues governed; Tongues governed First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down,
Behold the pains I feel;
But I am dumb before thy throne,
Nor dare dispute thy will.
2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord,
They come at thy command;
I'll not attempt a murmuring word,
Against thy chastening hand.
3 Yet I may plead with humble cries,
Remove thy sharp rebukes;
My strength consumes, my spirit dies,
Through thy repeated strokes.
4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand,
We moulder to the dust;
Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand,
And all our beauty's lost.
5 I'm but a stranger here below,
As all my fathers were;
May I be well prepar'd to go,
When I the summons hear!
6 But if my life be spared a while
Before my last remove,
Thy praise shall be my business still,
And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English
Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without Repining
The Vanity of Man as mortal
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #76b (1786) Topics: Tongues governed; Tongues governed First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days,
Thou maker of my frame;
I would survey life's narrow space,
And learn how frail I am.
2 A span is all that we can boast,
An inch or two of time;
Man is but vanity and dust
In all his flower and prime.
3 See the vain race of mortals move
Like shadows o'er the plain;
They rage and strive, desire and love,
But all the noise is vain.
4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show,
Some dig for golden ore,
They toil for heirs, they know not who,
And strait are seen no more.
5 What should I wish or wait for then
From creatures, earth and dust?
They make our expectations vain,
And disappoint our trust.
6 Now I forbid my carnal hope,
My fond desires recal;
I give my mortal interest up,
And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man as mortal
The Vanity of Man as mortal
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #76b (1787) Topics: Tongues governed; Tongues governed First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days,
Thou maker of my frame;
I would survey life's narrow space,
And learn how frail I am.
2 A span is all that we can boast,
An inch or two of time:
Man is but vanity and dust
In all his flower and prime.
3 See the vain race of mortals move
Like shadows o'er the plain;
They rage and strive, desire and love,
But all the noise is vain.
4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show,
Some dig for golden ore,
They toil for heirs, they know not who,
And strait are seen no more.
5 What should I wish or wait for then
From creatures, earth and dust?
They make our expectations vain,
And disappoint our trust.
6 Now I forbid my carnal hope,
My fond desires recal;
I give my mortal interest up,
And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man as mortal
Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #77 (1786) Topics: Tongues governed; Tongues governed First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down,
Behold the pains I feel;
But I am dumb before thy throne,
Nor dare dispute thy will.
2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord,
They come at thy command;
I'll not attempt a murmuring word,
Against thy chastening hand.
3 Yet I may plead with humble cries,
Remove thy sharp rebukes;
My strength consumes, my spirit dies,
Through thy repeated strokes.
4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand,
We moulder to the dust;
Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand,
And all our beauty's lost.
5 I'm but a stranger here below,
As all my fathers were;
May I be well prepar'd to go,
When I the summons hear!
6 But if my life be spared a while,
Before my last remove,
Thy praise shall be my business still,
And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English
Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining
Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #77 (1787) Topics: Tongues governed; Tongues governed First Line: God of my life, look gently down Lyrics: 1 God of my life, look gently down,
Behold the pains I feel;
But I am dumb before thy throne,
Nor dare dispute thy will.
2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord,
They come at thy command;
I'll not attempt a murmuring word,
Against thy chastening hand.
3 Yet I may plead with humble cries,
Remove thy sharp rebukes;
My strength consumes, my spirit dies,
Through thy repeated strokes.
4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand,
We moulder to the dust;
Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand,
And all our beauty's lost.
5 I'm but a stranger here below,
As all my fathers were;
May I be well prepar'd to go,
When I the summons hear!
6 But if my life be spared a while
Before my last remove,
Thy praise shall be my business still,
And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English
Sick-Bed Devotion; or pleading without repining
The tongue, the tongue, with all its powers
Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Sacred Poems and Hymns #329 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Tongue, government of the Lyrics:
The tongue, the tongue, with all its powers,
Is Thine who made it, Thine, not ours;
Lord, teach us early to controul,
That tameless tell-tale of the soul.
'Twas with the tongue, the serpent's wile
Did Eve's simplicity beguile;
'Twas with the tongue fall'n Adam tried,
His guilt behind her sin to hide.
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The tongue's a sword, a two-edged sword,
To kill or quicken with a word;
A key to ope and shut the heart,
To lock out knowledge or impart.
With it God's glory we proclaim,
With it blaspheme His holy Name;
Here good and evil strangely meet,
Hence bitter waters flow with sweet.
Lord, such confusion should not be;
Thou art all truth, all equity;
Pure from Thine hand the creature sprung,
But lost Thine image through the tongue.
Through it that image be restored;
Let tongues of fire that preach Thy Word,
Call, by Thy Holy Spirit's might,
Souls out of darkness into light.
Be this our lot:--may heart and tongue
To heavenly harmony be strung,
Till every tone Thy love record,
And every pulse praise Thee the Lord.
Languages: English
The tongue, the tongue, with all its powers
Watchfulness over the tongue; or, Prudence and Zeal
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #71 (1740) Topics: Tongue governed First Line: Thus I resolv'd before the Lord Lyrics: 1 Thus I resolv'd before the Lord,-
"Now will I watch my Tongue.
"Lest I let slip one sinful Word,
"Or do my Neighbor Wrong."
2 And if I'm e'er constrain'd to stay
With Men of Lives profane,
I'll set a double Guard that Day,
Nor let my Talk be vain.
3 I'll scarce allow my Lips to speak
The pious Thoughts I feel,
Lest Scoffers should th' Occasion take
To mock my holy Zeal.
4 Yet if some proper Hour appear,
I'll not be over-aw'd,
But let the scoffing Sinners hear
That we can speak for GOD.. Scripture: Psalm 39:1-3 Languages: English
Watchfulness over the tongue; or, Prudence and Zeal
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