Hymnal: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America #149 (1791) Hymnal Title: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America First Line: Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I,
To mourn, and murmur, and repine,
To see the wicked plac'd on high,
In pride and robes of honor shine.
2 But, oh their end, their dreadful end!
Thy sanctuary taught me so:
On slipp'ry rocks I see them stand,
And fiery billows roll below.
3 Now let them boast how tall they rise,
I'll never envy them again;
There they may stand with haughty eyes,
'Till they plunge deep in endless pain.
4 Their fancy'd joys, how fast they flee!
Like dreams, as fleeting and as vain;
Their songs of softest harmony
Are but a preface to their pain.
5 Now I esteem their mirth and wine
Too dear to purchase with my blood;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine,
My life, my portion, and my God. Scripture: Psalm 73:3 Languages: English
The prosperity of sinners cursed