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The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #254a (1790) Topics: Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal; Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Lyrics: 1 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man,
Born of the earth at first?
His life a shadow, light and vain,
Still hasting to the dust.
2 Oh what is feeble dying man,
Of all his sinful race,
That God should make it his concern
To visit him with grace?
4 That God who darts his lightnings down,
Who shakes the worlds above,
And terrors wait his awful frown,
How wondrous is his love? Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
Grace above Riches; or, the happy Nation
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #254b (1790) Topics: Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal; Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Happy the city, where their sons Lyrics: 1 Happy the city, where their sons
Like pillars round a palace set,
And daughters, bright as polish'd stones,
Give strength and beauty to the state.
2 Happy the land in culture dress'd,
Whose flocks and corn have large increase;
Where men securely work or rest,
Nor sons of plunder break the peace.
3 Happy the nation thus endow'd,
But more divinely blest are those
On whom the all-sufficient God
Himself with all his grace bestows. Scripture: Psalm 144:12-15 Languages: English
Grace above Riches; or, the happy Nation
Assistance and Victory in the spiritual Warfare
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #270a (1786) Topics: Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal; Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Forever blessed be the Lord Lyrics: 1 Forever blessed be the Lord,
My Saviour and my shield;
He sends his spirit with his word,
To arm me for the field.
2 When sin and hell their force unite,
He makes my soul his care,
Instructs me to the heavenly fight,
And guards me through the war.
3 A friend and helper so divine
My fainting hopes shall raise;
He makes the glorious victory mine,
And his shall be the praise. Scripture: Psalm 144:1-2 Languages: English
Assistance and Victory in the spiritual Warfare
The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #270b (1786) Topics: Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal; Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Lyrics: 1 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man,
Born of the earth at first?
His life a shadow, light and vain,
Still hasting to the dust.
2 Oh what is feeble dying man,
Of all his sinful race,
That God should make it his concern
To visit him with grace?
4 That God who darts his lightnings down,
Who shakes the worlds above,
And terrors wait his awful frown,
How wondrous is his love? Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
Assistance and Victory in the spiritual Warfare
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #270a (1787) Topics: Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal; Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Forever blessed be the Lord Lyrics: 1 Forever blessed be the Lord,
My Saviour and my shield;
He sends his spirit with his word,
To arm me for the field.
2 When sin and hell their force unite,
He makes my soul his care,
Instructs me to the heavenly fight,
And guards me through the war.
3 A friend and helper so divine
My fainting hopes shall raise;
He makes the glorious victory mine,
And his shall be the praise. Scripture: Psalm 144:1-2 Languages: English
Assistance and Victory in the spiritual Warfare
The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #270b (1787) Topics: Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal; Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Lyrics: 1 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man,
Born of the earth at first?
His life a shadow, light and vain,
Still hasting to the dust.
2 Oh what is feeble dying man,
Of all his sinful race,
That God should make it his concern
To visit him with grace?
4 That God who darts his lightnings down,
Who shakes the worlds above,
And terrors wait his awful frown,
How wondrous is his love? Scripture: Psalm 144:3-6 Languages: English
The Vanity of Man, and Condescention of God
Grace above Riches; or, the happy Nation
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #271a (1786) Topics: Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal; Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Happy the city, where their sons Lyrics: 1 Happy the city, where their sons
Like pillars round a palace set,
And daughters, bright as polish'd stones,
Give strength and beauty to the state.
2 Happy the land in culture dress'd,
Whose flocks and corn have large increase;
Where men securely work or rest,
Nor sons of plunder break the peace.
3 Happy the nation thus endow'd,
But more divinely blest are those
On whom the all-sufficient God
Himself with all his grace bestows. Scripture: Psalm 144:12-15 Languages: English
Grace above Riches; or, the happy Nation
Grace above Riches; or, the happy Nation
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #271a (1787) Topics: Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal; Man his vanity as mortal; Vanity of man as mortal First Line: Happy the city, where their sons Lyrics: 1 Happy the city, where their sons
Like pillars round a palace set,
And daughters, bright as polish'd stones,
Give strength and beauty to the state.
2 Happy the land in culture dress'd,
Whose flocks and corn have large increase;
Where men securely work or rest,
Nor sons of plunder break the peace.
3 Happy the nation thus endow'd,
But more divinely blest are those
On whom the all-sufficient God
Himself with all his grace bestows. Scripture: Psalm 144:12-15 Languages: English
Grace above Riches; or, the happy Nation
Teach me the measure of my days
Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XXXIX.II (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Vanity of Man as Mortal Lyrics: 5 Teach me the measure of my days,
Thou Maker of my frame;
I would survey life's narrow space,
And learn how frail I am.
6 A span is all that we can boast,
An inch or two of time;
Man is but vanity and dust
In all his flow'r and prime.
7 See the vain race of mortals move
Like shadows o'er the plain;
They rage and strive, desire and love,
But all the noise is vain.
8 Some walk in honour's gaudy show,
Some dig for golden ore;
They toil for heirs they know not who,
And straight are seen no more.
9 What should I wish or wait for then
From creatures, earth and dust?
They make our expectations vain,
And disappoint our trust.
10 Now I forbid my carnal hope,
My fond desires recall;
I give my mortal int'rest up,
And make my God my all. Scripture: Psalm 39:5-10 Languages: English
Teach me the measure of my days
Teach me the measure of my days
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #702 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Vanity of Man as Mortal Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days,
Thou Maker of my frame!
I would survey life's narrow space,
And learn how frail I am.
2 A span is all that we can boast;
An fleeting hour of time;
Man is but vanity and dust
In all his flow'r and prime.
3 See the vain race of mortals move,
Like shadows o'er the plain:
They rage and strive, desire and love,
But all the noise is vain.
4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show;
Some dig for golden ore;
They toil for heirs they know not who,
And straight are seen no more.
5 What should I wish or wait for then,
From creatures, earth and dust?
They make our expectations vain,
And disappoint our trust.
6 Now I resign my earthly hope,
My fond desires recall;
I give my mortal int'rest up,
And make my God my all.
Teach me the measure of my days
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