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Why doth the man of riches grow

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Sacred Poetry #XLIX (1795)
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Pride and Death; or, The Vanity of Life & Riches

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLIXa (1780) First Line: Why doth the man of riches grow Lyrics: 1 Why doth the man of riches grow To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honors flow With every rising tide. 2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn, Made of the self same clay, And boast as tho' his flesh was born Of better dust than they?] 3 Not all his treasures can procure, His soul a short reprieve, Redeem from death one guilty hour, Or make his brother live. 4 [Life is a blessing can't be sold, The ransom is too high; Justice will ne'er be bribed with gold, That man may never die.] 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, The tim'rous and the brave, Quit their possessions, close their eyes, And hasten to the grave. 6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride, "My house shall ever stand: "And that my name may long abide, "I'll give it to my land." 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost, How soon his memory dies! His name is written in the dust Where his own carcase lies. Pause. 8 This is the folly of their way, And yet their sons as vain; Approve the words their fathers say, And act their works again. 9 Men void of wisdom and of grace, If honor raise them high, Live like the beast, a tho'tless race, And like the beast they die. 10 [Laid in the grave like silly sheep, Death feeds upon them there, Till the last trumpet break their sleep, In terror and despair.] Scripture: Psalm 49:6-14 Languages: English
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Why doth the man of riches grow

Hymnal: Christian Psalmody, in Four Parts; containing Dr. Watt's Psalms Abridged; Dr. Watt's Hymns Abridged; Select Hymns from Other Authors; and Select Harmony #WP49a (1817) Languages: English
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Pride and Death; or, The Vanity of Life and Riches

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XLIXa (1785) First Line: Why doth the man of riches grow Lyrics: 1 Why doth the man of riches grow To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honours flow With every rising tide? 2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn, Made of the self-same clay, And boast as tho' his flesh was born Of better dust than they?] 3 Not all his treasures can procure His soul a short reprieve, Redeem from death one guilty hour, Or make his brother live. 4 Eternal life can ne'er be sold, The ransom is too high; Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold, That man may never die.] 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, The timorous and the brave, Quit their possessions, close their eyes, And hasten to the grave. 6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride, "My house shall ever stand; "And that my name may long abide, "I'll give it to my land. 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost, How soon his memory dies! His name is written in the dust, Where his own body lies.] Pause. 8 This is the folly of their way; And yet their sons as vain Approve the words their fathers say, And act their works again. 9 Men void of wisdom and of grace, Tho' honour raise them high, Live like the beast, a thoughtless race, And like the beast they die. 10 [Laid in the grave like silly sheep, Death triumphs o'er them there, Till the last trumpet breask their sleep, And wakes them in despair. Scripture: Psalm 49:6-14 Languages: English
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Why doth the man of riches grow

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Sacred Poetry #aXLIX (1797)
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Pride and Death; or, the Vanity of Life and Riches

Hymnal: Psalms #49a (1793) First Line: Why doth the man of riches grow Lyrics: 1 Why doth the man of riches grow To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honours flow With ev'ry rising tide? 2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn, Made of the self-same clay, And boast as though his flesh was born Of better dust than they?] 3 Not all his treasures can procure His soul a short reprieve, Redeem from death one guilty hour, Or make his brother live. 4 Eternal life can ne'er be sold, The ransom is too high; Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold, That man may never die. 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, The tim'rous and the brave Quit their possessions, close their eyes, And hasten to the grave. 6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride, "My house shall ever stand; "And that my name may long abide "I'll give it to my land." 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost, How soon his mem'ry dies! His name is buried in the dust, Where his own body lies. Pause. 8 This is the folly of their way, And yet their sons as vain Approve the words their fathers say, And act their works again. 9 Men void of wisdom and of grace, Tho' honour raise them high, Live like the beast, a thoughtless race, And like the beast they die. 10 [Laid in the grave like silly sheep, Death triumphs o'er them there, Till the last trumpet breaks their sleep, And wakes them in despair.] Scripture: Psalm 49:6-14 Languages: English
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Why doth the man of riches grow

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist; or, Watts' Psalms and Hymns #P49a (1840)
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Why doth the man of riches grow

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D. #49a (1842)
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Why doth the man of riches grow

Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns #P49a (1814)
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Why doth the man of riches grow

Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns, with the Catechism, Confession of Faith, and Liturgy, of the Reformed Dutch Church in North America #P49a (1839)

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