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Why doth the Man of Riches grow
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P49a (1766) Topics: Death and Resurrection; Resurrection and death of Christ Lyrics: 1 Why doth the Man of Riches grow,
To Insolence and Pride,
To see his Wealth and Honours flow,
With ev'ry rising Tide?
2 [Why doth he treat the Poor with Scorn,
Made of the self-same Clay,
And boast as though his Flesh was born
Of better Dust than they?]
3 Not all his Treasures can procure
His Soul a short Reprieve,
Redeem from Death one guilty Hour,
Or make his Brother live.
4 [Life is a Blessing can't be sold,
The Ransom is too high;
Justice will ne'er be brib'd with Gold,
That Man may never die.]
5 He sees the Brutish and the Wise,
The Tim'rous and the Brave,
Quit their Possessions, close their Eyes,
And hasten to the Grave.
6 Yet 'tis his inward Thought and Pride,
"My House shall ever stand;
"And that my Name may long abide,
"I'll give it to my Land."
7 Vain are his Thoughts, his Hopes are lost,
How soon his Mem'ry dies!
His Name is written in the Dust,
Where his own Carcase lies.]
Pause.
8 This is the Folly of their Way;
And yet their Sons, as vain,
Approve the Words their Fathers say,
And act their Works again.
9 Men void of Wisdom, and of Grace,
If Honour raise them high,
Live like the Beast, a thoughtless Race,
And like the Beast they die.
10 [Laid in the Grave like silly Sheep,
Death feeds upon them there,
Till the last Trumpet breaks their Sleep,
In Terror and Despair.] Scripture: Psalm 49:6-14 Languages: English
Why doth the Man of Riches grow
My GOD, my everlasting Hope
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P71a (1766) Topics: Death and Resurrection; Resurrection and death of Christ Lyrics: 1 My GOD, my everlasting Hope,
I live upon thy Truth;
Thine Hands have held my Childhood up,
And strengthen'd all my Youth.
2 My Flesh was fashion'd by thy Pow'r,
With all these Limbs of mine;
And from my Mother's painful Hour
I've been intirely thine.
3 Still has my Life new Wonders seen
Repeated ev'ry Year;
Behold my Days that yet remain,
I trust them to thy Care.
4 Cast me not off when Strength declines,
When hoary Hairs arise;
And round me let thy Glory shine,
Whene'er thy Servant dies.
5 Then in the History of my Age,
When Men review my Days,
They'll read thy Love in ev'ry Page,
In ev'ry Line thy Praise. Scripture: Psalm 71:5-9 Languages: English
My GOD, my everlasting Hope
The aged Saint's Reflection and Hope
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #124 (1740) Topics: Death and Resurrection; Resurrection and death of Christ First Line: My GOD, my everlasting Hope Lyrics: 1 My GOD, my everlasting Hope,
I live upon thy Truth;
Thine Hands have held my Childhood up,
And strengthen'd all my Youth.
2 My Flesh was fashion'd by thy Pow'r,
With all these Limbs of mine;
And from my Mother's painful Hour
I've been entirely thine.
3 Still has my Life new Wonders seen
Repeated ev'ry Year;
Behold my Days that yet remain,
I trust them to thy Care.
4 Cast me not off when Strength declines,
When hoary Hairs arise;
And round me let thy Glory shine,
Whene'er thy Servant dies.
5 Then in the Hist'ry of my Age,
When Men review my Days,
They'll read thy Love in ev'ry Page,
In ev'ry Line thy Praise. Scripture: Psalm 71:5-9 Languages: English
The aged Saint's Reflection and Hope
Ye Sons of Pride, that hate the Just
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P49b (1766) Topics: Death and Resurrection; Resurrection and death of Christ Lyrics: 1 Ye Sons of Pride, that hate the Just
And trample on the Poor;
When Death has brought you down to Dust,
Your Pomp shall rise no more.
2 The last great Day shall change the Scene;
When will that Hour appear?
When shall the Just revive, and reign
O'er all that scorn'd them here?
3 GOD will my naked Soul receive,
When sep'rate from the Flesh;
And break the Prison of the Grave,
To raise my Bones afresh.
4 Heav'n is my everlasting Home,
Th' Inheritance is sure:
Let Men of Pride their Rage resume,
But I'll repine no more. Scripture: Psalm 49:14-15 Languages: English
Ye Sons of Pride, that hate the Just
Why do the Proud insult the Poor
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P49c (1766) Topics: Death and Resurrection; Resurrection and death of Christ Lyrics: 1 Why do the Proud insult the Poor,
And boast the large Estates they have?
How vain are Riches to secure
Their haughty Owners from the Grave!
2 They can't redeem one Hour from Death
With all the Wealth in which they trust;
Nor give a dying Brother Breath,
When GOD commands him down to Dust.
3 There the dark Earth and dismal Shade
Shall clasp their naked Bodies round;
That Flesh so delicately fed,
Lies cold, and moulders in the Ground.
4 Like thoughtless Sheep the Sinner dies,
Laid in the Grave for Worms to eat:
The Saints shall in the Morning rise,
And find th' Oppressor at their Feet.
5 His Honours perish in the Dust,
And Pomp, and Beauty, Birth and Blood:
That glorious Day exalts the Just
To full Dominion o'er the Proud.
6 My Saviour shall my Life restore,
And raise me from my dark Abode;
My Flesh and Soul shall part no more,
But dwell for ever near my GOD.
Scripture: Psalm 49 Languages: English
Why do the Proud insult the Poor
We may sleep, but not forever
Author: Mrs. M. A. Kidder Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #963 (1886) Topics: Death and Resurrection Lyrics: 1 We may sleep, but not forever,
There will be a glorious dawn;
We shall meet to part, no, never,
On the resurrection morn.
From the deepest caves of ocean,
From the desert and the plain,
From the valley and the mountain,
Countless throngs shall rise again.
Refrain:
We may sleep, but not forever,
There will be a glorious dawn;
We shall meet to part, no, never,
On the resurrection morn.
2 When we see a precious blossom
That we tended with such care
Rudely taken from our bosom,
How our aching hearts despair.
Round the silent grave we linger
Till the setting sun is low,
Feeling all our hopes have perished
With the flower we cherished so. [Refrain]
3 We may sleep, but not forever,
In the lone and silent grave;
Blessed be the Lord that taketh,
Blessed be the Lord that gave.
In the bright, eternal city,
Death can never, never come;
In his own good time he'll call us
From our rest to home, sweet home. [Refrain] Tune Title: RESURRECTION
We may sleep, but not forever
Passed away from earth forever
Author: U. Smith Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #964 (1886) Topics: Death and Resurrection Lyrics: 1 Passed away from earth forever,
Free from all its cares and fears,
She again will join us never
While we tread this vale of tears;
For the turf is now her pillow,
And she sleeps among the dead;
While the cypress and the willow
Wave above her lowly bed.
2 With what grief and anguish riven
Should we see the loved depart,
If there were no promise given
Which could soothe the wounded heart!
If the chains with which death binds them
Ne'er again should broken be,
And his prison which confines them
Ne'er be burst to set them free!
3 But a glorious day is nearing,
Earth's long-wished-for jubilee,
When creation's King appearing,
Shall proclaim his people free;
When upborne on Love's bright pinion,
They shall shout from land and sea,
"Death, where is thy dark dominion!
Grave, where is thy victory!" Tune Title: RESURRECTION
Passed away from earth forever
Save me, O Lord, from every Foe
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P16d (1766) Topics: Christ his death and resurrection Lyrics: 1 Save me, O Lord, from every Foe,
In Thee my Trust I place;
Though all the Good that I can do
Can ne'er deserve thy Grace.
2 Yet if my GOD prolong my Breath,
The Saints may profit by't;
The Saints the Glory of the Earth,
The Men of my Delight.
3 Let Heathens to their Idols haste,
And worship Wood or Stone;
But my delightful Lot is cast
Where the true GOD is known.
4 His Hand provides my constant Food,
He fills my daily Cup;
Much am I pleas'd with present Good,
But more rejoice in Hope.
5 GOD is my Portion and my Joy;
His Counsels are my Light:
He gives me sweet Advice by Day,
And gentle Hints by Night.
6 My Soul would all her Thoughts approve
To his all-seeing Eye;
Not death nor Hell my Hope shall move,
While such a Friend is nigh. Scripture: Psalm 16:1-8 Languages: English
Save me, O Lord, from every Foe
Support and Counsel from GOD without Merit
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #27b (1740) Topics: Christ his death and resurrection First Line: Save me, O Lord, from every Foe Lyrics: First Part:
1 Save me, O Lord, from every Foe,
In Thee my trust I place;
Though all the Good that I can do
Can ne'er deserve thy Grace.
2 Yet if my GOD prolong my Breath,
The Saints may profit by't;
The Saints the Glory of the Earth,
The Men of my Delight.
3 Let Heathens to their Idols haste,
And worship Wood or Stone;
But my delightful Lot is cast
Where the true GOD is known.
4 His Hand provides my constant food,
He fills my daily Cup;
Much am I pleas'd with present Good,
But more rejoice in Hope.
5 GOD is my Portion and my Joy;
His Counsels are my Light:
He gives me sweet Advice by Day,
And gentle Hints by Night.
6 My Soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing Eye;
Not death nor Hell my Hope shall move,
While such a Friend is nigh. Scripture: Psalm 16:1-8 Languages: English
Support and Counsel from GOD without Merit
Dark is the hour when death prevails
Author: U. Smith Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #967 (1886) Topics: Death and Resurrection Lyrics: 1 Dark is the hour when death prevails,
And triumphs o'er the just,
A painful void within the breast,
When dust goes back to dust;
And solemn in is the pall, the bier,
That bears them from our presence here.
2 But there's a bright, a glorious hope,
That scatters death's dark gloom;
It cheers the saddened spirits up,
It gilds the Christian's tomb;
It brings the resurrection near,
When those we love shall re-appear.
3 Then mourn we not as those whose hopes
With fleeting life depart;
For we have heard a voice from heaven
To every stricken heart:
"Blest are the dead, forever blest,
Who from henceforth in Jesus rest."
4 With kind regard the Lord beholds
His saints when called to die,
And precious in his holy sight
Their sacred dust shall lie
Till all these storms of life are o'er,
And they shall rise to die no more.
5 A few more days, and we shall meet
The loved whose toil is o'er,
And plant with joy our bounding feet
On Canaan's radiant shore,
Where, free from all earth's cares and fears,
We'll part no more through endless years. Tune Title: HOPE
Dark is the hour when death prevails
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