P89g. Remember, Lord, our mortal State

1 Remember, Lord, our mortal State,
How frail our Life, how short the Date!
Where is the Man that draws his Breath
Safe from Disease, secure from Death?

2 Lord, while we see whole Nations die,
Our Flesh and Sense repine and cry,
"Must Death for ever rage and reign!
"Or hast thou made Mankind in vain?"

3 Where is thy Promise to the Just?
Are not thy Servants turn'd to Dust?
But Faith forbids these mournful Sighs,
And sees the sleeping Dust arise.

4 That glorious Hour, that dreadful Day,
Wipes the Reproach of Saints away,
And clears the Honour of thy Word:
Awake our Souls, and bless the Lord.

Text Information
First Line: Remember, Lord, our mortal State
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1740
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Topic: Afflicted: without Rejection; Angels: all subject to Christ; Christ: covenant made with him (22 more...)
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