Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#LXXXIXg

LXXXIXg. Mortality and Hope: A Funeral Psalm

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
• Title: Mortality and Hope: A Funeral Psalm
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1785
• Scripture:
  Psalm 89:47-52

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