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The Vanity of Man as mortal

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.) #70b (1786) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time: Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore, They toil for heirs, they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures, earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recal; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
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The Vanity of Man as Mortal

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #70b (1790) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time: Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore, They toil for heirs, they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man as Mortal
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The Vanity of Man as mortal

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.) #76b (1786) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time; Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore, They toil for heirs, they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures, earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recal; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man as mortal
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The Vanity of Man as mortal

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #76b (1787) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Teach me the measure of my days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time: Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore, They toil for heirs, they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures, earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recal; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
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The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God

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.) #254a (1786) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Lyrics: 1 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man, Born of the earth at first? His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hasting to the dust. 2 Oh what is feeble dying man, Of all his sinful race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace? 4 That God who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above, And terrors wait his awful frown, How wondrous is his love? Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
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The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #254a (1790) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Lyrics: 1 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man, Born of the earth at first? His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hasting to the dust. 2 Oh what is feeble dying man, Of all his sinful race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace? 4 That God who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above, And terrors wait his awful frown, How wondrous is his love? Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
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The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God

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.) #270b (1786) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Lyrics: 1 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man, Born of the earth at first? His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hasting to the dust. 2 Oh what is feeble dying man, Of all his sinful race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace? 4 That God who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above, And terrors wait his awful frown, How wondrous is his love? Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
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The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #270b (1787) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Lyrics: 1 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man, Born of the earth at first? His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hasting to the dust. 2 Oh what is feeble dying man, Of all his sinful race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace? 4 That God who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above, And terrors wait his awful frown, How wondrous is his love? Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
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The Vanity of Man as mortal

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #72a (1740) Topics: Vanity of Man as mortal First Line: Teach me the Measure of my Days Lyrics: 1 Teach me the Measure of my Days, Thou Maker of my Frame; I would survey Life's narrow Space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A Span is all that we can boast, An Inch or two of Time; Man is but Vanity and Dust In all his Flow'r and Prime. 3 See the vain Race of Mortals move Like Shadows o'er the Plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the Noise is vain. 4 Some walk in Honour's gaudy Show, Some dig for golden Ore, They toil for Heirs they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From Creatures, Earth and Dust? They make our Expectations vain, And disappoint our Trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal Hope, My fond Desires recal; I give my mortal Int'rest up, And make my GOD my All. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
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Mortality and Hope: A Funeral Psalm

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.) #154b (1786) Topics: Vanity of man as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Remember Lord, our mortal state Lyrics: 1 Remember Lord, our mortal state, How frail our life, how short the date! Where 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 mournful sighs, And sees the sleeping dust arise. 4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day Wipes the reproach of saints away, And clears the honour of thy word: Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English
Mortality and Hope: A Funeral Psalm

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