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How vain are all things here below

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CXV (1791) 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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How vain are all Things here below?

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XLVIII (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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How vain are all things here below

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CXV (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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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 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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How vain are all things here below!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Rescue Songs #113b (1893) Languages: English Tune Title: [How vain are all things here below!]
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How vain are all things here below!

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #215 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And every 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, 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: Longing After Holiness Languages: English
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How vain are all things here below!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #222 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And every 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, 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: Holy Spirit Vanity and uncertainty of life; Love to the Creatures is dangerous
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How vain are all things here below!

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #414 (1870) Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And every 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 wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 Dear Saviour, let Thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Topics: Choice of the Christian; Christians their life and experience; Self-Consecration; Happiness of life in Christ; Self-Consecration; Vanilty of earthly things; World Languages: English
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How vain are all things here below!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #650 (1886) Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And every 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 joy, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 My Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Topics: The Christian Godly Life Tune Title: SILOAM
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Jesus Only

Author: J. C.; I. Watts Hymnal: The Gospel Trumpeter #136 (1907) First Line: How vain are all things here below Refrain First Line: O Jesus is the one I love Languages: English Tune Title: [How vain are all things here below]

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