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Teach me the Measure of my Days

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P39b (1766) 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. Topics: Health prayed for; Mortality of man; Patience under afflictions; Pleading without repining; Prudence and Zeal; Resignation; Submission to sickness; Tongue governed; Vanity of Man as mortal; Zeal and Prudence Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
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Teach me the measure of my days

Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #88 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 honor's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore; They toil for heirs, they know not who, And straight 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 int'rest up, And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:4-10 Languages: English
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Teach me the measure of my days

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #425 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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, A fleeting hour 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 honor's gaudy show; Some dig for golden ore; They toil for heirs, they know not who, And straight 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 resign my earthly hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Topics: Life Its Duties and Object Languages: English
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Teach me the measure of my days

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal #432 (1880) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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; A fleeting hour of time; Man is but vanity and dust, In all His flower and prime. 3 Vain race of mortals, see them move Like shadows o'er the plain: They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honor's gaudy show; Some dig for golden ore; They toil for whom they do not know, And straight 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 resign my earthly hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Topics: Christian Life and Hope ; The Consummation Contemplation of Death Languages: English
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Teach me the measure of my days

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #432a (1908) 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; A fleeting hour of time; Man is but vanity and dust, In all His flower and prime. 3 Vain race of mortals, see them move Like shadows o'er the plain: They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honor's gaudy show; Some dig for golden ore; They toil for whom they do not know, And straight 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 resign my earthly hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Topics: First Sunday after Trinity; Christian Life and Hope The Consummation: Contemplation of Death; Christian Life and Hope The Consummation: Contemplation of Death Languages: English Tune Title: NAOMI
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Teach me the measure of my days

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #432b (1908) 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; A fleeting hour of time; Man is but vanity and dust, In all His flower and prime. 3 Vain race of mortals, see them move Like shadows o'er the plain: They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honor's gaudy show; Some dig for golden ore; They toil for whom they do not know, And straight 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 resign my earthly hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Topics: Christian Life and Hope The Consummation: Contemplation of Death; First Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: MERTON
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Teach me the measure of my days

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #473 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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; A fleeting hour 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 straight 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 resign my earthly hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal int'rest up, And make my God my all. Topics: Death Languages: English
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Teach me the measure of my days

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #702 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 fleeting hour 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 straight 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 resign my earthly hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal int'rest up, And make my God my all. Topics: Death; The Vanity of Man as Mortal
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Teach me the measure of my days

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Sacred Poetry #XXXIX (1795)
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Teach me the measure of my days

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Social and Private Worship #P.XXXIX (1823) Languages: English

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