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The Frailty and Shortness of Life

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.) #169b (1786) Topics: Funeral psalm; Psalm for Funeral; Funeral psalm; Psalm for Funeral First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And every month and every day, 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 3 Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay, Swift like a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4 Yet, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight, We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

Breathing after Heaven

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #169a (1787) Topics: Funeral psalm; Psalm for Funeral; Funeral psalm; Psalm for Funeral First Line: Return, O God of love, return Lyrics: 1 Return, O God of love, return; Earth is a tiresome place: How long shall we thy children mourn Our absence from thy face? 2 Let heaven succeed our painful years, Let sin and sorrow cease, And in proportion to our tears So make our joys increase. 3 Thy wonders to thy servants show, Make thy own work complete; Then shall our souls thy glory know, And own thy love was great. 4 Then shall we shine before thy throne In all thy beauty, Lord; And the poor service we have done Meet a divine reward. Scripture: Psalm 90:13-17 Languages: English

The Frailty and Shortness of Life

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #169b (1787) Topics: Funeral psalm; Psalm for Funeral; Funeral psalm; Psalm for Funeral First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! 2 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And every month and every day, 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 3 Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay, Swift like a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4 Yet, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight, We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

Man Mortal and God Eternal: A mournful Song at a Funeral

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #158 (1740) Topics: Funeral psalm First Line: Through every Age, eternal GOD Lyrics: 1 Through every Age, eternal GOD, Thou art our Rest, our safe Abode; High was thy Throne e'er Heav'n was made, Or Earth, thy humble Footstool, laid. 2 Long hadst thou reign'd e'er Time began, Or Dust was fashion'd to a Man, And long thy Kingdom shall endure, When Earth and Time shall be no more. 3 But Man, weak Man, is born to die, Made up of Guilt and Vanity; Thy dreadful Sentence, Lord, was just, Return, ye sinners, to your Dust. 4 [A Thousand of our Years amount Scarce to a Day in thine Account. Like Yesterday's departed Light, Or the last Watch of ending Night.] Pause. 5 [Death, like an overflowing Stream, Sweeps us away; our Life's a Dream, An empty Tale; a morning Flow'r, Cut down and wither'd in an Hour. 6 [Our Age to seventy Years is set; How short the Term! How frail the State! And if to Eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan than live. 7 But O! how oft thy Wrath appears, And cuts off our expected Years! Thy Wrath awakes our humble Dread; We fear that Pow'r that strikes us dead.] 8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is Man; And kindly lengthen out our Span, 'Till a wise Care of Piety Fit us to die, and dwell with Thee. Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

Psalm 89

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.182 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Funeral psalm; Psalm for a funeral First Line: For ever shall my song record Lyrics: For ever shall my song record The truth and mercy of the Lord; Mercy and truth for ever stand, Like heav'n, established by his hand. Thus to his Son he sware, and said, "With thee my cov'nant first is made; In thee shall dying sinners live, Glory and grace are thine to give. "Be thou my Prophet, thou my Priest; Thy children shall be ever blest; Thou art my chosen King: thy throne Shall stand eternal like my own. "There's none of all my sons above So much my image or my love; Celestial powers thy subjects are: Then what can earth to thee compare? "David, my servant, whom I chose To guard my flock, to crush my foes, And raised him to the Jewish throne, Was but a shadow of my Son." Now let the church rejoice and sing Jesus, her Savior and her King; Angels his heav'nly wonders show, And saints declare his works below. Scripture: Psalm 89 Languages: English

Psalm 89 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.183 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Funeral psalm; Psalm for a funeral First Line: My never-ceasing songs shall show Lyrics: My never-ceasing songs shall show The mercies of the Lord; And make succeeding ages know How faithful is his word. The sacred truths his lips pronounce Shall firm as heav'n endure; And if he speak a promise once, Th' eternal grace is sure. How long the race of David held The promised Jewish throne! But there's a nobler cov'nant sealed To David's greater Son. His seed for ever shall possess A throne above the skies; The meanest subject of his grace Shall to that glory rise. Lord God of hosts, thy wondrous ways Are sung by saints above; And saints on earth their honors raise To thy unchanging love. Scripture: Psalm 89 Languages: English

Psalm 89 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.184 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Funeral psalm; Psalm for a funeral First Line: With rev'rence let the saints appear Lyrics: With rev'rence let the saints appear, And bow before the Lord; His high commands with rev'rence hear, And tremble at his word. How terrible thy glories be! How bright thine armies shine! Where is the power that vies with thee, Or truth compared to thine? The northern pole and southern rest On thy supporting hand; Darkness and day, from east to west, Move round at thy command. Thy words the raging winds control, And rule the boist'rous deep; Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll, The rolling billows sleep. Heav'n, earth, and air, and sea, are thine, And the dark world of hell; How did thine arm in vengeance shine When Egypt durst rebel! Justice and judgment are thy throne, Yet wondrous is thy grace; While truth and mercy, joined in one, Invite us near thy face. Scripture: Psalm 89:7-52 Languages: English

Psalm 89 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.185 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Funeral psalm; Psalm for a funeral First Line: Blest are the souls that hear and know Lyrics: Blest are the souls that hear and know The gospel's joyful sound; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround. Their joy shall bear their spirits up Through their Redeemer's name; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor Satan dares condemn. The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives; Isr'el, thy King for ever reigns, Thy God for ever lives. Scripture: Psalm 89:15-52 Languages: English

Psalm 89 Part 4

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.186 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Funeral psalm; Psalm for a funeral First Line: Hear what the Lord in vision said Lyrics: Hear what the Lord in vision said, And made his mercy known: "Sinners, behold your help is laid On my Almighty Son. "Behold the Man my wisdom chose Among your mortal race: His head my holy oil o'erflows, The Spirit of my grace. "High shall he reign on David's throne, My people's better King; My arm shall beat his rivals down, And still new subjects bring. "My truth shall guard him in his way, With mercy by his side, While in my name through earth and sea He shall in triumph ride. "Me for his Father and his God He shall for ever own, Call me his rock, his high abode, And I'll support my Son. "My first-born Son arrayed in grace At my right hand shall sit; Beneath him angels know their place, And monarchs at his feet. "My cov'nant stands for ever fast, My promises are strong; Firm as the heav'ns his throne shall last, His seed endure as long." Scripture: Psalm 89:19-52 Languages: English

Psalm 89 Part 5

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.187 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Funeral psalm; Psalm for a funeral First Line: Yet, saith the Lord, if David's race Lyrics: "Yet," saith the Lord, "if David's race, The children of my Son, Should break my laws, abuse my grace, And tempt mine anger down; "Their sins I'll visit with the rod And make their folly smart; But I'll not cease to be their God, Nor from my truth depart. "My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke, But keep my grace in mind And what eternal love hath spoke Eternal truth shall bind. "Once have I sworn (I need no more) And pledged my holiness, To seal the sacred promise sure To David and his race. "The sun shall see his offspring rise And spread from sea to sea, Long as he travels round the skies To give the nations day. "Sure as the moon that rules the night His kingdom shall endure, Till the fixed laws of shade and light Shall be observed no more. Scripture: Psalm 89:30-52 Languages: English