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Lo the young Tribes of Adam rise
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.XC (1766) Topics: Vanity and Mortality of Youth Lyrics: 1 Lo, the young tribes of Adam rise,
And through all Nature rove,
Fulfil the Wishes of their Eyes,
And taste the Joys they love.
2 They give a Loose to wild Desires;
But let the Sinners know
The strict Account that God requires
Of all the Works they do.
3 The Judge prepares his Throne on high,
The frighted Earth and Seas
Avoid the fury of his Eye,
And flee before his Face.
4 How shall I bear that dreadful Day,
And stand the fiery Test?
I give all mortal Joys away,
To be for ever blest. Scripture: Ecclesiastes 11:9 Languages: English
Lo the young Tribes of Adam rise
Thus I resolv'd before the Lord
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P39a (1766) Topics: Mortality of man; Vanity of Man as mortal Lyrics: 1 Thus I resolv'd before the Lord,
"Now will I watch my Tongue,
"Lest I let slip one sinful Word,
"Or do my Neighbour Wrong."
2 And if I'm e'er constrain'd to stay
With Men of Lives profane,
I'll set a double Guard that Day,
Nor let my Talk be vain.
3 I'll scarce allow my Lips to speak
The pious Thoughts I feel,
Lest Scoffers should th' Occasion take
To mock my holy Zeal.
4 Yet if some proper Hour appear,
I'll not be over-aw'd,
But let the scoffing Sinners hear,
That we can speak for GOD.. Scripture: Psalm 39:1-3 Languages: English
Thus I resolv'd before the Lord
Watchfulness over the tongue; or, Prudence and Zeal
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #71 (1740) Topics: Mortality of man; Vanity of Man as mortal First Line: Thus I resolv'd before the Lord Lyrics: 1 Thus I resolv'd before the Lord,-
"Now will I watch my Tongue.
"Lest I let slip one sinful Word,
"Or do my Neighbor Wrong."
2 And if I'm e'er constrain'd to stay
With Men of Lives profane,
I'll set a double Guard that Day,
Nor let my Talk be vain.
3 I'll scarce allow my Lips to speak
The pious Thoughts I feel,
Lest Scoffers should th' Occasion take
To mock my holy Zeal.
4 Yet if some proper Hour appear,
I'll not be over-aw'd,
But let the scoffing Sinners hear
That we can speak for GOD.. Scripture: Psalm 39:1-3 Languages: English
Watchfulness over the tongue; or, Prudence and Zeal
Psalm 49 Part 1
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.109 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Mortality of man First Line: Why doth the man of riches grow Lyrics:
Why doth the man of riches grow
To insolence and pride,
To see his wealth and honors flow
With every rising tide?
[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?]
Not all his treasures can procure
His soul a short reprieve,
Redeem from death one guilty hour,
Or make his brother live.
[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.]
He sees the brutish and the wise,
The tim'rous and the brave,
Quit their possessions, close their eyes,
And hasten to the grave.
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."
Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost,
How soon his memory dies!
His name is written in the dust
Where his own carcass lies.
This is the folly of their way;
And yet their sons, as vain,
Approve the words their fathers say,
And act their works again.
Men void of wisdom and of grace,
If honor raise them high,
Live like the beast, a thoughtless race,
And like the beast they die.
[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
Psalm 49 Part 1
Psalm 49 Part 2
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.110 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Mortality of man First Line: Ye sons of pride, that hate the just Lyrics:
Ye sons of pride, that hate the just
And trample on the poor,
When death has brought you down to dust,
Your pomp shall rise no more.
The last great day shall change the scene;
When will that hour appear?
When shall the just revive, and reign
O'er all that scorned them here?
God will my naked soul receive,
When sep'rate from the flesh;
And break the prison of the grave,
To raise my bones afresh.
Heav'n is my everlasting home,
Th' inheritance is sure:
Let men of pride their rage resume,
But I'll repine no more.
Scripture: Psalm 49:14-15 Languages: English
Psalm 49 Part 2
Psalm 49
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.111 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Mortality of man First Line: Why do the proud insult the poor Lyrics:
Why do the proud insult the poor,
And boast the large estates they have?
How vain are riches to secure
Their haughty owners from the grave!
They can't redeem one hour from death,
With all the wealth in which they trust;
Nor give a dying brother breath,
When God commands him down to dust.
There the dark earth and dismal shade
Shall clasp their naked bodies round;
That flesh, so delicately fed,
Lies cold and moulders in the ground.
Like thoughtless sheep the sinner dies,
Laid in the grave for worms to eat:
The saints shall in the morning rise,
And find th' oppressor at their feet.
His honors perish in the dust,
And pomp and beauty, birth and blood:
That glorious day exalts the just
To full dominion o'er the proud.
My Savior shall my life restore,
And raise me from my dark abode;
My flesh and soul shall part no more,
But dwell for ever near my God.
Scripture: Psalm 49 Languages: English
Psalm 49
Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults
Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XC.II (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Infirmities and Mortality the Effect of Sin Lyrics: 10 Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults,
And justice grows severe,
Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts,
And burns beyond our fear.
11 Thine anger turns our frame to dust;
By one offense to thee,
Adam, with all his sons have lost
Their immortality:
12 Life, like a vain amusement flies,
A fable or a song;
By swift degrees our nature dies,
Nor can our joys be long.
13 ’Tis but a few whose days amount
To threescore years and ten;
And all beyond that short account
Is sorrow, toil, and pain.
14 [Our vitals with laborious strife
Bear up the crazy load,
And drag those poor remains of life
Along the tiresome road.]
15 Almighty God reveal thy love,
And not thy wrath alone;
Oh! let our sweet experience prove
The mercies of thy throne!
16 Our souls would learn the heav’nly art
T’improve the hours we have,
That we may act the wiser part,
And live beyond the grave. Scripture: Psalm 90:10-16 Languages: English
Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults
God shining into the heart
Author: Dr. Doddridge Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCXLIII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Mortality of man First Line: Praise to the Lord of the boundless might Lyrics: 1 Praise to the Lord of boundless might,
With uncreated glories bright!
His presence gilds the worlds above;
The unchanging source of light and love.
2 Our rising earth his eye beheld,
When in substantial darkness veil'd;
The shapeless Chaos, nature's womb,
Lay buried in the horrid gloom.
3 "Let there be light," Jehovah said;
And light o'er all the earth was spread:
Nature array'd in charms unknown,
Gay with its new-born lustre shone.
4 He sees the mind, when lost it lies
In shades of ignorance and vice,
And darts from heaven a vivid ray,
And changes midnight into day.
5 Shine, mighty God, with vigor shine
On this benighted heart of mine;
And let thy glories stand reveal'd,
As in the savior's face beheld.
6 My soul, reviv'd by heav'n-born day,
Thy radiant image shall display,
While all my faculties unite
To praise the Lord, who gives me light. Scripture: 2 Corinthians 4:6 Languages: English
God shining into the heart
Who hath his dwelling made, beneath th' Almighty's Shade
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XCI (1767) Topics: Description of Mortality Lyrics: 1 Who hath his Dwelling made, beneath th'Almighty's Shade,
Shall securely there abide:
Thus to my Soul I'll say, He is my Tow'r and Stay,
In thee, LORD, I will confide.
His tender Love and Care, Shall free thee from the Snare,
And the noisome Pestilence;
His shelt'ring Wings he'll spread, O'er thy unguarded Head,
And his Truth is thy Defence.
2 No Terrors of the Night, Shall thy firm courage fright,
Nor the Shafts that fly by Day;
Nor secret Plague that kills, Nor those infectious Ills,
Which in hottest Season slay:
Near thee ten Thousand die, And strew'd around thee lie,
Whilst thy Health untouch'd remains;
Thou shalt look on and see, Their sad Catastrophe,
Counting still the Sinners Gains.
3 Because with Confidence, On GOD, for thy Defence,
Thou most firmly didst rely;
Therefore no Sickness shall, Upon thy Dwelling fall,
Nor shall any Plague draw nigh:
For GOD, throughout thy Days, To guard thee in thy Ways,
To his Angels gives Commands;
And they, lest thou should'st meet, Rough Stones to wound thy Feet,
Shall convey thee in their Hands.
4 In Safety he shall go; Lions and Dragons too,
Underneath his Feet shall lie;
Because he honour'd me, Saith GOD, I'll set him free,
And will place his Throne on high:
Whatever Ill befalls, I'll answer when he calls,
And increase his Pow'r and Wealth;
And when in Calm Content, His happy Life is spent,
Him I'll crown with saving Health. Scripture: Psalm 91 Languages: English Tune Title: [Who hath his dwelling made, beneath th' Almighty's Shade]
Who hath his dwelling made, beneath th' Almighty's Shade
Not from the Dust Affliction grows
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LXXXIII (1766) Topics: Vanity and Mortality of Man Lyrics: 1 Not from the Dust Affliction grows,
Nor Troubles rise by Chance;
Yet we are born to Cares and Woes,
A sad Inheritance!
2 As Sparks break out from burning Coals,
And still are upwards borne;
So Grief is rooted in our Souls,
And Man grows lip to mourn.
3 Yet with my God I leave my Cause,
And trust his promis'd Grace;
He rules me by his well-known Laws
Of Love and Righteousness.
5 Not all the Pains that e'er I bore
Shall spoil my future Peace,
For Death and Hell can do no more
Than what my Father please.
Scripture: Job 5:6-8 Languages: English
Not from the Dust Affliction grows
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