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Text:Behold, O LORD
Author:Charles H. Spurgeon

39d. Behold, O LORD

1 Behold, O LORD, my days are made
A handbreadth at the most;
Ere yet tis' noon my flower must fade,
And I give up the ghost.

2 Then teach me, LORD, to know mine end,
And know that I am frail;
To heaven let all my thoughts ascend,
And let not earth prevail.

3 What is there here that I should wait,
My hope's in Thee alone;
When will You open glory's gate
And call me to Thy throne?

4 A stranger in this land am I,
A sojourner with Thee;
Oh be not silent at my cry,
But show Thyself to me.

5 Though I'm exiled from glory's land,
Yet not from glory's King;
My God is ever near at hand,
And therefore I will sing.

Text Information
First Line: Behold, O LORD, my days are made
Title: Behold, O LORD
Author: Charles H. Spurgeon (1866)
Meter: 8.6.8.6 CM
Language: English
Publication Date: 2022
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