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Shall the vile Race of Flesh and Blood

Hymnal: Appendix, Containing a Number of Hymns Taken Chiefly from Dr. Watts's Scriptural Collection #XLIX (1765) Lyrics: 1 Shall the vile Race of Flesh and Blood Contend with their Creator, God? Shall mortal Worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just than He? 2 Behold he puts his Trust in none Of all the Spirits round his Throne; Their Natures, when compar'd with his, Are neither holy, just, nor wise. 3 But how much meaner Things are they Who spring from Dust, and dwell in Clay! Touch'd by the Finger of thy Wrath, We faint and vanish like the Moth. 4 From Night to Day, from Day to Night, We die by Thousands in thy Sight; Bury'd in Dust whole Nations lie Like a forgotten Vanity. 5 Almighty Power, to Thee we bow; How frail are we! how glorious Thou! No more the Sons of Earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. Scripture: Job 4:17-21 Languages: English

Shall the vile Race of Flesh and Blood

Hymnal: Appendix, Containing a Number of Hymns, Taken Chiefly from Dr. Watts's Scripture Collection #XLIX (1760) Lyrics: 1 Shall the vile Race of Flesh and Blood Contend with their Creator, God? Shall mortal Worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just than He? 2 Behold, He puts his Trust in none Of all the Spirits round his Throne; Their Natures, when compar'd with his, Are neither holy, just, nor wise. 3 But how much meaner Things are they Who spring from Dust, and dwell in Clay? Touch'd by the Finger of thy Wrath, We faint and vanish like the Moth. 4 From Night to Day, from Day to Night, We die by Thousands in thy Sight; Bury'd in Dust whole Nations lie Like a forgotten Vanity. 5 Almighty Power, to Thee we bow; How frail are we! how glorious Thou! No more the Sons of Earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. Scripture: Job 4:17-21 Languages: English

Shall the vile race of flesh and blood

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #364 (1886) Lyrics: 1 Shall this vile race of flesh and blood Contend with their Creator, God? Shall mortal worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just, than he? 2 From night to day, from day to night, We die by thousands in thy sight? Buried in dust whole nations lie, Like a forgotten vanity. 3 Almighty Power, to thee we bow; How frail are we! how glorious thou! No more the sons of earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. Topics: The Sinner Christ the Way of Life Tune Title: WINDHAM

Shall the vile Race of Flesh and Blood

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #HXLIX (1760) Lyrics: 1 Shall the vile Race of Flesh and Blood Contend with their Creator, God? Shall mortal Worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just than He? 2 Behold, He puts his Trust in none Of all the Spirits round his Throne; Their Natures, when compar'd with his, Are neither holy, just, nor wise. 3 But how much meaner Things are they Who spring from Dust, and dwell in Clay! Touch'd by the Finger of thy Wrath, We faint and vanish like the Moth. 4 From Night to Day, from Day to Night, We die by thousands in thy Sight; Bury'd in Dust whole Nations lie Like a forgotten Vanity. 5 Almighty Power, to Thee we bow; How frail are we! how glorious Thou! No more the Sons of Earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. Scripture: Job 4:17-21 Languages: English

Shall the vile Race of Flesh and Blood

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LXXXII (1766) Lyrics: 1 Shall the vile Race of Flesh and Blood Contend with their Creator, God? Shall mortal Worms presume to be More Holy, Wise, or Just than He? 2 Behold, he puts his Trust in none Of all the Spirits round his Throne; Their Natures, when compar'd with his, Are neither Holy, Kust, nor Wise. 3 But how much meaner Things are they Who spring from Dust, and dwell in Clay? Touch'd by the Finger of thy Wrath, We faint and vanish like the Moth. 4 From Night to Day, from Day to Night, We die by Thousands in thy Sight; Bury'd in Dust whole Nations lie Like a forgotten Vanity. 5 Almighty Pow'r, to Thee we bow; How frail are we! how glorious Thou! No more the Sons of Earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. Topics: God Far above His Creatures; Holiness and Sovereignty of God; Life short frail miserable; Man mortal and vain Scripture: Job 4:17-21 Languages: English

Shall the vile race of flesh and blood

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #647 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Shall the vile race of flesh and blood Contend with their Creator God? Shall mortal worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just than he? Behold, he puts his trust in none Of all the spirits round his throne: Their natures, when compared with his, Are neither holy, just, nor wise. But how much meaner things are they Who spring from dust, and dwell in clay! Touched by the finger of thy wrath, We faint and vanish like the moth. From night to day, from day to night, We die by thousands in thy sight; Buried in dust whole nations lie Like a forgotten vanity. Almighty Power, to thee we bow; How frail are we, how glorious thou! No more the sons of earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. Scripture: Job 4:17-21 Languages: English