LXII | Appendix, Containing a Number of Hymns Taken Chiefly from Dr. Watts's Scriptural Collection#LXIII | LXIV |
1 How short and hasty is our Life!
how vast our Souls Affairs!
Yet senseless Mortals vainly strive
to lavish out their Years.
2 Our Days run thoughtlessly along,
without a Moment's Stay;
Just like a Story or a Song
we pass our Lives away.
3 God from on high invites us Home,
but we march heedless on,
And ever hast'ning to the Tomb,
stoop downwards as we run.
4 How we deserve the deepest Hell,
that slight the Joys above!
What Chains of Vengeance should we feel,
that break such Cords of Love!
5 Draw us, O God, with sov'reign Grace,
and lift our Thoughts on high,
That we may end this mortal Race,
and see Salvation nigh.
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First Line: | How short and hasty is our Life! |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1765 |