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