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Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #169 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine; To see the wicked placed on high, In pride and robes of honor shine. But O their end! their dreadful end! Thy sanctuary taught me so; On slippery rocks I see them stand, And fiery billows roll below. Languages: English Tune Title: HUNTINGTON

Lord, What a Thoughtless Wretch Was I

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3963 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine, To see the wicked placed on high, In pride and robes of honor shine. 2. But O their end, their dreadful end! Thy sanctuary taught me so; On slippery 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 fancied joys, how fast they flee! Just like a dream when man awakes; Their songs of softest harmony Are but a preface to their plagues. 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. Languages: English Tune Title: DEUS TUORUM MILITUM

Lord, what a thoughtless Wretch was I

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P73c (1766) 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 Honour shine! 2 But, O their End, their dreadful End! Thy Sanctuary taught me so; O slipp'ry Rocks I see them stand, And fi'ry Billows roll below. 3 Now let 'em 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! Just like a Dream when Man awakes; Their Songs of softest Harmony Are but a Preface to their Plagues. 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. Topics: Prosperity dangerous; Providence its mystery unfolded Scripture: Psalm 73:17-20 Languages: English

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #92 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine To see the wicked placed 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 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee! Like dreams, as fleeting and as vain, Their songs of softest harmony Are but a prelude to their pain. 4 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. Topics: Depravity; Heart depraved; Man Depravity of; Nature of Man, corrupt; Original Sin; Sin Original; Sin Deceitfulness of Languages: English

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #94 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 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 honour shine! 2 But oh their end, their dreadful end! Thy sanctuary taught me so; On slippery 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 fancied joys, how fast they flee! Just like a dream when man awakes; Their songs of softest harmony Are but a preface to their plagues. 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. Topics: Fall and Depravity of Man; The prosperity of Sinners cursed