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) Hymnal Title: 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.) 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. Topics: Afflictions submission to them; Devotion on a sick bed; Health prayed for; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Pleading without repining; Resignation; Sick bed devotion; Submission to sickness; Tongues governed; Vanity of man as mortal; Watchfulness over the tongue; Zeal and Prudence; Afflictions submission to them; Devotion on a sick bed; Health prayed for; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Pleading without repining; Resignation; Sick bed devotion; Submission to sickness; Tongues governed; Vanity of man as mortal; Watchfulness over the tongue; Zeal and Prudence Scripture: Psalm 39:4-7 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man as mortal