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Man frail, and GOD Eternal

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXIX (1791) Topics: Frailty of Our Life First Line: Our God, our Help in Ages past Lyrics: 1 Our GOD, our Help in Ages past, Our Hope for Years to come, Our Shelter from the stormy Blast, And our Eternal Home. 2 Under the Shadow of thy Throne Thy Saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is thine Arm alone, And our Defence is sure. 3 Before the Hills in Order stood, Or Earth receiv'd her Frame, From Everlasting thou art GOD, To Endless Years the same. 4 Thy Word commands our Flesh to Dust, "Return, ye Sons of Men:" All Nations rose from Earth at first, And turn to Earth again. 5 A thousand Ages in thy Sight Are like an Ev'ning gone; Short as the Watch that ends the Night Before the rising Sun. 6 [The busy Tribes of Flesh and Blood, With all their Lives and Cares, Are carry'd downwards by the Flood, And lost in following Years. 7 Time, like an ever-rolling Stream, Bears all its Sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a Dream Dies at the op'ning Day. 8 Like flow'ry Fields the Nations stand Pleas'd with the Morning Light; The Flow'rs beneath the Mower's Hand Lie with'ring ere 'tis Night.] 9 Our GOD, our Help in Ages past, Our Hope for Years to come, Be thou our Guard while Troubles last, And our Eternal Home. Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

Man frail, and God Eternal

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCXIX (1801) Topics: The Frailty of Life First Line: Our God, our Help in Ages past Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

A Sight of Heaven in Sickness

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCIII (1791) Topics: Frailty of Our Life First Line: Oft have I sat in secret Sighs Lyrics: 1 Oft have I sat in secret Sighs, To feel my Flesh decay, Then groan'd aloud with frighted Eyes, To view the tott'ring Clay. 2 But I forbid my Sorrows now, Nor dares the Flesh complain; Diseases bring their Profit too; The Joy o'ercomes the Pain. 3 My chearful Soul now all the Day Sits waiting here and sings; Looks thro' the ruins of her Clay, And practises her Wings. 4 Faith almost changes into Sight, While from afar the spies, Her fair Inheritance, in Light Above created Skies. 5 Had but the Prison Walls been strong, And firm without a Flaw, In Darkness she had dwelt too long, And less of Glory saw: 6 But now the everlasting Hills Thro' ev'ry Chink appear, And something of the Joy she feels While she's a Prisoner here: 7 The shines of Heav'n rush sweetly in At all the gaping Flaws: Visions of endless Bliss are seen And Native Air the draws. 8 O may these Walls stand tott'ring still, The Breaches never close! If I must here in Darkness dwell, And all this Glory lose! 9 Or rather let this Flesh decay, The Ruins wider grow, Till glad to see th' enlarged Way, I stretch my Pinions through. Languages: English

A Sight of Heaven in Sickness

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCIII (1801) Topics: The Frailty of Life First Line: Oft have I sat in secret Sighs Languages: English

Mortality and Hopes

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXLIV (1791) Topics: Frailty of Our Life First Line: Remember, Lord, our mortal State Lyrics: 1 Remember, Lord, our mortal State, How frail our Life! how short the Date! Were is the Man that draws his Breath Safe from Disease, secure from Death'? 2 LORD while we see whole Nations die, Our Flesh and Sense repine and cry; "Must Death for ever rage and reign? "Or hast thou made Mankind in vain? 3 "Where is thy Promise to the Just; "Are not thy Servants turn'd to Dust?" But Faith forbids these mournfull Sighs, And sees the sleeping Dust arise. 4 That glorious Hour, that dreadful Day, Wipes the Reproach of Saints away, And clears the Honours of thy Word: Awake, our Souls! and bless the LORD. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-49 Languages: English

Mortality and Hopes

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCXLIV (1801) Topics: The Frailty of Life First Line: Remember, Lord, our mortal State Scripture: Psalm 89:47-49 Languages: English

God far above Creatures; or, Man vain and Mortal

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCLVIII (1791) Topics: Frailty of Our Life First Line: Shall the vile Race of Flesh and Blood 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 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. Scripture: Job 4:17-21 Languages: English