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Mindful of Our Human Frailty

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Blue) #202 (1976) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Topics: Brevity And Frailty Of Life; Funerals; Man; Eternity, God'S; Mercy, God'S Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: TALMAR

Hasten, O sinner, to be wise

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #285 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man frailty of Lyrics: 1 Hasten, O sinner, to be wise, And stay not for the morrow's sun; The longer wisdom you despise, The harder is she to be won. 2 Oh, hasten, mercy to implore, And stay not for the morrow's sun, For fear thy season should be o'er Before this evening's course be run. 3 Hasten, O sinner, to return, And stay not for the morrow's sun, For fear thy lamp should fail to burn Before the needful work is done. 4 Hasten, O sinner, to be blest, And stay not for the morrow's sun, For fear the curse should thee arrest Before the morrow is begun. 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; Time Shortness of 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 shortnes of time, and frailty of man

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCCLIII (1802) Topics: Man His frailty; Time Shortness of 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