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God of My Life, Look Gently Down

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1962 Meter: 8.6.8.6 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. Crushed as a moth beneath Thy hand, We molder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne’er withstand, And all our beauty’s lost. 5. This mortal life decays apace, How soon the bubble’s broke! Adam and all his numerous race Are vanity and smoke. 6. I’m but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepared to go, When I the summons hear. 7. But if my life be spared awhile, Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I’ll declare Thy love. Languages: English Tune Title: BURFORD

God of my Life, look gently down

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #LXXXV (1791) 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 murm'ring Word, Against thy chast'ning 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 Pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. [5 This mortal Life decays apace, How soon the Bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous Race Are Vanity and Smoke.] 6 I'm but a sojourner below, As all my Father's were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the Summons hear. 7 But if my Life be spar'd a while, Before my last remove, Thy Praise shall be my Buis'ness still, And I'll declare thy Love. Topics: Penitential Hymns; liturgical Confession Songs Languages: English

God of my life, look gently down

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XXXIX.III (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 11 God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 12 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I’ll not attempt a murm'ring word Against thy chast'ning hand. 13 Yet I may plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. 14 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble pow'rs can ne’er withstand, And all our beauty’s lost. 15 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! 16 But if my life be spar'd awhile, Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my bus'ness still, And I’ll declare thy love. Topics: Sick-Bed Devotion Scripture: Psalm 39:11-13 Languages: English

God of my Life, look gently down

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P39c (1766) 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 murm'ring Word, Against thy chast'ning 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 Pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our Beauty's lost. 5 [This mortal Life decays apace, How soon the Bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous Race Are Vanity and Smoke.] 6 I'm but a Sojourner below, As all my Fathers were; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the Summons hear! 7 But if my Life be spar'd a while, Before my last Remove, Thy Praise shall be my Business still, And Ill declare thy Love. Topics: Health prayed for; Mortality of man; Patience under afflictions; Pleading without repining; Prudence and Zeal; Resignation; Submission to sickness; Tongue governed; Vanity of Man as mortal; Zeal and Prudence Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English

God of my life, look gently down

Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #89 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 murm'ring word Against thy chast'ning 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 pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. [This mortal life decays apace, How soon the bubble's broke! Adam and all his num'rous race Are vanity and smoke.] I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepared to go, When I the summons hear. But if my life be spared awhile, Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Scripture: Psalm 39:9-13 Languages: English

God of my life, look gently down

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #674 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 sojourner 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 spar'd a while, Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. Topics: Sick bed Devotion; or, pleading without repining; Sickness and Recovery