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How vain are all Things here below?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XLVIII (1766) Publication Date: 1766 Lyrics: 1 How vain are all Things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each Pleasure hath its Poison too, And ev'ry Sweet a Snare. 2 The brightest Things below the Sky Give but a flatt'ring Light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess Delight. 3 Our dearest Joys, and nearest Friends, The Partners of our Blood, How they divide our wav'ring Minds, And leave but half for God. 4 The Fondness of a Creature's Love, How strong it strikes the Sense! Thither the warm Affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy Beauties be My Soul's eternal Food; And Grace command my Heart away From all created Good. Topics: Dangers of Love to the Creatures; Martyrdom; Sensual Delights dangerous Languages: English
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All Things deliver'd are

Hymnal: Christian Hymns, Poems, and Spiritual Songs #I.I (1776) Publication Date: 1776 Lyrics: 1 All Things deliver'd are To Jesus, as the Son; Whilst we, in all Things, with him share, With him for-ever One. 2 We were the Father's Love; Us to his Son he gave; Where we his Life and Fulness prove, And in him Glory have. 3 To us he gave all Grace, In Christ, the Man divine; And we in him, before his Face, In perfect Beauty shine. 4 There's none can know the Son, Or witness who he is, But he who's with the Father one, His Love and Righteousness! 5 We in Perfection dwell, Where we the Father see; As one with him, we now can tell The Son's the Man that's free. 6 From Precept and Demand, Free from all Sin and Fear, Our Sonship shall in Jesus stand, Without our Toil or Care. 7 None but the Son, so blest, Can God as Father own; Until we are the Son confest, The Father is unknown. 8 O the amazing Grace We have in Jesus seen! The Glory of the Father's Face, Without a Veil between. 9 Now, perfected in God, His richest Grace we prove, The Way to which is Jesu's Blood, The Proof supreme of Love. Scripture: Matthew 11:27 Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.XL (1785) Publication Date: 1785 First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

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.) #XL (1786) Publication Date: 1786 First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

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.) #XL (1786) Publication Date: 1786 First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XL (1787) Publication Date: 1787 First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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How vain are all things here below

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CXV (1788) Publication Date: 1788 Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below, How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flatt'ring light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The Partners of our blood, How they divide our wav'ring minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, How strong it strikes the sense; Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call 'em thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Topics: Petition Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XL (1790) Publication Date: 1790 First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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How vain are all things here below

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CXV (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Publication Date: 1790 Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below, How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flatt'ring light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wav'ring minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, How strong it strikes the sense; Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call 'em thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Topics: Petition Languages: English

How vain are all things here below

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Pocket Hymn Book of the Methodist Episcopal Church #d105 (1790) Publication Date: 1790

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