The Psalms of David ‎#II.LV

II.LV. Thee we adore, Eternal Name

1 Thee, we adore, Eternal Name,
And humbly own to Thee,
How feeble is our mortal Frame,
What dying Worms are we!

[2 Our wasting Lives grow shorter still,
As Months and Days increase;
And ev'ry beating Pulse we tell,
Leaves but the Number less.

3 The Year rolls round, and steals away
The Breath that first it gave;
Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're trav'ling to the Grave.]

4 Dangers stand thick through all the Ground,
To push us to the Tomb,
And fierce Diseases wait around,
To hurry Mortals Home.

5 Good God! on what a slender Thread!
Hang everlasting Things!
Th' eternal States of all the Dead
Upon Life's feeble Strings.

6 Infinite Joy, or endless Woe,
Attends on every Breath;
And yet how unconcern'd we go
Upon the brink of Death!

7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy Sense,
To walk this dang'rous Road;
And if our Souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God.

Text Information

• First Line: Thee we adore, Eternal Name
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1766
• Topic: Dangers of Death and Hell; Eternity succeeding this life; Frail Life

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