50a. Mortality

1. Death, like an overflowing stream,
Sweeps us away; our life’s a dream,
An empty tale, a morning flow’r,
Cut down and withered in an hour.

2. Our age to sev’nty years is set;
How short the time! How frail the state!
And if to eighty we arrive,
We’d rather sigh and groan than live.

3. Teach us, Oh Lord, how frail is man;
And kindly lengthen out the span,
Till a wise care of piety
Fit us to die and dwell with Thee.

Text Information
First Line: Death, like an overflowing stream
Title: Mortality
Author: Isaac Watts (1707)
Publication Date: 1991
Tune Information
Name: MORTALITY
Composer: Daniel Read (1785)
Meter: L. M.
Key: e minor






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