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Though I'm now in younger days
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #SVI (1866) Meter: 7.8.7.8 Lyrics:
Though I’m now in younger days,
Nor can tell what shall befall me,
I’ll prepare for every place
Where my growing age shall call me.
Should I e’er be rich or great,
Others shall partake my goodness:
I’ll supply the poor with meat,
Never showing scorn or rudeness.
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Where I see the blind or lame,
Deaf or dumb, I’ll kindly treat them:
I deserve to feel the same,
I I mock, or hurt, or cheat them.
If I meet with railing tongues,
Why should I return them railing,
Since I best revenge my wrongs
By my patience never failing?
When I hear them telling lies,
Talking foolish, cursing, swearing,
First I’ll try to make them wise,
Or I’ll soon go out of hearing.
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What though I be low or mean,
I’ll engage the rich to love me,
While I’m modest, neat, and clean,
And submit when they reprove me.
If I should be poor and sick,
I shall meet, I hope, with pity;
Since I love to help the weak,
Though they’re neither fair nor witty.
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I’ll not willingly offend,
Nor be easily offended:
What’s amiss I’ll strive to mend,
And endure what can’t be mended.
May I be so watchful still
O’er my humours and my passion,
As to speak and do no ill,
Though it should be all the fashion.
Wicked fashions lead to hell;
Ne’er may I be found complying;
But in life behave so well,
Not to be afraid of dying.
Languages: English
Though I'm now in younger days
Troparia (from the Canon of the Resurrection): Ode VII
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns of the Holy Eastern Church #93 (1902) Meter: 7.8.7.8 First Line: Word of God, Who by Thy will Lyrics:
Word of God, Who by Thy will
Madest all things as we see them;
By Thy glorious Passion, Thou,
From the shade of death didst free them.
We would join the glad refrain,
Ceaseless sung by all creation,
To the praise of Him whose works
Wake our souls to adoration.
Shattered now the bars of death,
Hades' gates are burst asunder,
For the Word of life arose
While creation gazed in wonder.
To Thy Name eternal praise
Every heart and voice engages;
All Thy works exalt Thy Name,
Through the endless course of ages.
Languages: English
Troparia (from the Canon of the Resurrection): Ode VII
