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Mindful of Our Human Frailty

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #213 (1934) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Topics: Brevity And Frailty Of Life Lyrics: 1 Mindful of our human frailty Is the God in Whom we trust; He whose years are everlasting, He remembers we are dust. 2 Man is like the tender flower, And his days are like the grass, Withered where it lately flourished By the blighting winds that pass. 3 Changeless is Jehovah's mercy Unto those who fear His Name, From eternity abiding To eternity the same. 4 All the faithful to His covenant Shall behold His righteousness; He will be their strength and refuge, And their children's children bless. Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: TALMAR

Mindful of Our Human Frailty

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Blue) #202 (1976) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Topics: Brevity And Frailty Of Life Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: TALMAR

The Frailty and Shortness of Life

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.) #159a (1786) Topics: Frailty of Man; Frailty of Man First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And every month and every day, 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 3 Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay, Swift like a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4 Yet, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight, We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

The Frailty and Shortness of Life

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #159a (1790) Topics: Frailty of Man; Frailty of Man First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And every month and every day, 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 3 Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay, Swift like a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4 Yet, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight, We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

The Frailty and Shortness of Life

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.) #169b (1786) Topics: Frailty of Man; Frailty of Man First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And every month and every day, 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 3 Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay, Swift like a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4 Yet, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight, We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

The Frailty and Shortness of Life

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #169b (1787) Topics: Frailty of Man; Frailty of Man First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And every month and every day, 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 3 Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay, Swift like a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4 Yet, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight, We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

The shortnes of time, and frailty of man

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCCLIII (1799) Topics: Man His frailty First Line: Almighty Maker of my frame Lyrics: 1 Almighty Maker of my frame, Teach me the measure of my days! Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant to thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span, A little point my life appears; How frail at best is dying man! How vain are all his hopes and fears. 3 Vain his ambition, noise, and show! Vain are the cares which rack his mind! He heaps up treasures mix'd with woe, And dies and leaves them all behind. 4 O be a nobler portion mine; My God, I bow before thy throne, Earth's fleeting treasures I resign, And fix my hopes on thee alone. Scripture: Psalm 39 Languages: English

The Frailty and Shortness of Life

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CLXXII (1791) Topics: Frailty of Our Life First Line: Lord, what a feeble Piece

The Frailty and Shortness of Life

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CLXXII (1801) Topics: The Frailty of Life First Line: Lord, what a feeble Piece Languages: English

The shortnes of time, and frailty of man

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCCLIII (1802) Topics: Man His frailty First Line: Almighty Maker of my frame Lyrics: 1 Almighty Maker of my frame, Teach me the measure of my days! Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant to thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span, A little point my life appears; How frail at best is dying man! How vain are all his hopes and fears. 3 Vain his ambition, noise, and show! Vain are the cares which rack his mind1 He heaps up treasures mix'd with woe, And dies and leaves them all behind. 4 O be a nobler portion mine; My God, I bow before thy throne, Earth's fleeting treasures I resign, And fix my hopes on thee alone. Scripture: Psalm 39 Languages: English