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Summer, or all flesh like grass

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCCXII (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man His frailty First Line: The grass and flow'rs, which clothe the field Lyrics: 1 The grass and flow'rs, which clothe the field, And look so green and gay; Touch'd by the scythe, defenceless yield, And fall, and fade away. 2 Fit emblem of our mortal state! Thus in the scripture glass, The young, the strong, the wise, the great, May see themselves but grass. 3 Ah! trust not to your fleeting breath, Nor call your time your own; Around you see the scythe of death Is mowing thousands down. 4 And you, who hitherto are spar'd, Must shortly yield your lives; Your wisdom is to be prepar'd, Before the stroke arrives. 5 The grass, when dead, revives no more: You die to live again; Beware lest death should prove the door To everlasting pain. 6 Lord, help us to obey thy call, And all our sins remove, That when like grass our bodies fall, Our souls may rise above. Scripture: Isaiah 40:6-8 Languages: English

Frail Life and succeeding Eternity

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCLXXXV (1791) Topics: Frailty of Our Life First Line: Thee we adore, Eternal Name! Lyrics: 1 Thee we adore, Eternal Name! And humbly own to Thee, How feeble is our mortal Frame, What dying Worms are we! 2] Our wasting Lives grow shorter still, As Months and Days increase; And ev'ry beating Pulse we tell, Leaves but the Number less. 3 The Year rolls round, and steals away The Breath that first it gave; Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We're traveling to the Grave.] 4 Dangers stand thick thro' all the Ground To push us to the Tomb; And fierce Diseases wait around, To hurry Mortals home. 5 Good God! on what a slender Thread Hang Everlasting Things! Th' Eternal States of all the Dead Upon Life's feeble Strings. 6 Infinite Joy, or wretched Woe, Attends on every Breath; And yet how unconcern'd we go Upon the Brink of Death! 7 Waken, O Lord! our drowsy Sense, To walk this dang'rous Road; And if our Souls be hurry'd hence, May they be found with God. Languages: English

Frail Life and Succeeding Eternity

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCLXXXV (1801) Topics: The Frailty of Life First Line: Thee we adore, Eternal Name! Scripture: Proverbs 30:7-9 Languages: English

Protection form Death, Guard of Angels, Victory and Deliverance

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCCXLVII (1791) Topics: Frailty of Our Life First Line: Ye Sons of Men, a feeble Race Lyrics: 1 Ye Sons of Men, a feeble Race, Expos'd to ev'ry Snare, Come, make the LORD your Dwelling-Place, And try and trust his Care. 2 No ill shall enter where you dwell; Or if the Plague come nigh, And sweep the Wicked down to Hell, 'Twill raise his Saints on High. 3 He'll give his Angels Charge to keep Your Feet in all their Ways To watch your Pillow while you sleep, And Guard your happy Days. 4 Their Hands shall bear you, lest you fall And dash against the Stones: Are they not Servants at his Call; And sent t' attend his Sons? 5 Adders and Lions ye shall tread; The Tempter's Wiles defeat; He that hath broke the Serpent's Head Puts him beneath your Feet. 6 "Because on me they set their Love, "I'll save them," saith the LORD; "I'll bear their joyful Soul above Destruction and the Sword. 7 "My Grace shall answer when they call; "In Trouble I'll be nigh; "My Pow'r shall help them when they fall, "And raise them when they die. 8 "Those that on Earth my Name have known, "I'll honour them in Heav'n; "There my Salvation shall be shown, "And endless Life be giv'n." Languages: English

Summer, or all flesh like grass

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCCXII (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man His frailty First Line: The grass and flow'rs, which clothe the field Lyrics: 1 The grass and flow'rs, which clothe the field, And look so green and gay; Touch'd by the scythe, defenceless yield, And fall, and fade away. 2 Fit emblem of our mortal state! Thus in the scripture glass, The young, the strong, the wise, the great, May see themselves but grass. 3 Ah! trust not to your fleeting breath, Nor call your time your own; Around you see the scythe of death Is mowing thousands down. 4 And you, who hitherto are spar'd, Must shortly yield your lives; Your wisdom is to be prepar'd, Before the stroke arrives. 5 The grass, when dead, revives no more: You die to live again; Beware lest death should prove the door To everlasting pain. 6 Lord, help us to obey thy call, And all our sins remove, That when like grass our bodies fall, Our souls may rise above. Scripture: Isaiah 40:6-8 Languages: English

Old Age approaching, or, man frail and mortal

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCLXVII (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man His frailty First Line: Eternal God! enthron'd on high! Lyrics: 1 Eternal God! enthron'd on high! Whom angel-hosts adore; Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh, thy presence I implore. 2 O guide me down the steep of age, And keep my passions cool; Teach me to scan the sacred page, And practice every rule. 3 My flying years time urges on, What's human must decay; My friends, my young companions gone, Can I expect to stay? 4 Can I exemption plead, when death Projects his awful dart? Can med'cines then prolong my breath, Or virtue shield my heart? 5 Ah! no--then smooth the mortal hour, On thee my hope depends; Support me with almighty power, While dust to dust descends. 6 Then shall my soul, O gracious God! (While angels join the lay) Admitted to the bless'd abode, Its endless anthems pay. 7 Through heav'n, howe'er remote the bound, Thy matchless love proclaim, And join the choir of saints that sound Their great Redeemer's name. Languages: English

How short and hasty is our Life!

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XXXII (1766) Topics: Frailty and Folly Lyrics: 1 How short and hasty is our Life! How vast our Souls Affairs! Yet senseless Mortals vainly strive To lavish out their Years. 2 Our Days run thoughtlessly along, Without a Moment's Stay, Just like a Story or a Song, We pass our Lives away. 3 God from on high invites us home, But we march heedless on, And ever hast'ning to the Tomb, Stoop downward as we run. 4 How we deserve the deepest Hell, That slight the Joys above! What Chains of Vengeance should we feel, That break such Cords of Love! 5 Draw us, O God, with Sov'reign Grace, And lift our Thoughts on high, That we may end this mortal Race, And see Salvation nigh. Languages: English

Lift up your Eyes to the heav'nly Seats

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XXXVII (1766) Topics: Shortness Frailty and Misery of Life Lyrics: 1 Lift up your Eyes to heav'nly Seats, Where your Redeemer stays; Kind Intercessor, there he sits, And loves, and pleads, and prays. 2 'Twas well, my Soul, he dy'd for thee, And shed his vital Blood, Appeas'd stern Justice on the Tree, And then arose to God. 3 Petitions now and Praise may rise, And Saints their Off'rings bring, The Priest with his own Sacrifice, Presents them to the King. [4 Let Papists trust what Names they please, Their Saints and Angels boast; We've no such Advocates as these, Nor pray to th' heav'nly Host.] 5 Jesus alone shall bear my Cries Up to his Father's Throne; He (dearest Lord) perfumes my Sighs, And sweetens ev'ry Groan. [6 Ten Thousand Praises to the King, "Hosanna in the high'st; Ten Thousand Thanks our Spirits bring To God and to his Christ.] Languages: English

Time! what an empty Vapour 'tis!

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.LVIII (1766) Topics: Shortness Frailty and Misery of Life Lyrics: 1 Time! what an empty Vapour 'tis! And Days how swift they are; Swift as an Indian Arrow flies, Or like a shooting Star. [2 The present Moments just appear, Then slide away in Haste, That we can never say, They're here, But only say, They're past.] [3 Our Life is ever on the Wing, And Death is ever nigh; The Moment when our Lives begin, We all begin to die.] 4 Yet, mighty God, our fleeting Days Thy lasting Favours share; Yet with the Bounties of thy Grace, Thou load'st the rolling Year. 5 'Tis sov'reign Mercy finds us Food, And we are cloath'd by Love; While Grace stands pointing out the Road That leads our Souls above. 6 His Goodness runs an endless Round, All Glory to the Lord: His Mercy never knows a Bound, And be his Name ador'd! 7 Thus we begin the lasting Song, And when we close our Eyes, Let the next Age thy Praise prolong Till Time and Nature dies. Languages: English

We bless the Prophet of the Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.CXXXII (1766) Topics: Frailty and Folly Lyrics: 1 We bless the Prophet of the Lord That comes with Truth and Grace; Jesus, thy Spirit and thy Word, Shall lead us in thy Ways. 2 We rev'rence our High-Priest above Who offer'd up his Blood: And lives to carry on thy Love, By pleading with our God. 3 We honour our exalted King; How sweet are his Commands! He Guards our Souls from Hell and Sin In thy Almighty Hands. 4 Hosannah to thy glorious Name, Who saves by different Ways; His Mercies lay a sov'reign Claim To our immortal Praise. Languages: English