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Time, what an empty [fleeting] vapor 'tis

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Baptist Hymn Book #1212 (1859)

Hymn 58

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.58 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Time, what an empty vapor 'tis! Lyrics: Time, what an empty vapor 'tis! And days, how swift they are! Swift as an Indian arrow flies, Or like a shooting star. [The present moments just appear, Then slide away in haste, That we can never say, "They're here," But only say, "They're past."] [Our life is ever on the wing, And death is ever nigh; The moment when our lives begin We all begin to die.] Yet, mighty God! our fleeting days Thy lasting favors share, Yet with the bounties of thy grace Thou load'st the rolling year. 'Tis sovereign mercy finds us food, And we are clothed with love; While grace stands pointing out the road That leads our souls above. His goodness runs an endless round; All glory to the Lord! His mercy never knows a bound, And be his name adored! Thus we begin the lasting song; And when we close our eyes, Let the next age thy praise prolong, Till time and nature dies. Languages: English

Shortness of Life and goodness of God

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.XLI (1785) First Line: Time, what an empty vapor 'tis! Lyrics: 1 Time, what an empty vapor 'tis! And days, how swift they are! Swift as a feather'd arrow flies, Or like a shooting star. 2 Our life is ever on the wing, And death is ever nigh; The moment when our lives begin, We all begin to die. 3 Yet, mighty GOD! our fleeting days Thy lasting favours share; And still the bounties of thy grace Enrich the rolling year. 4 'Tis sovereign mercy finds us food, And we are cloth'd by love; While grace stands pointing out the road, That leads our souls above. 5 Thus we begin the lasting song; And when we close our eyes, Let the next age thy praise prolong, 'Till time and nature dies. Languages: English

Time! what an empty Vapour 'tis!

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.LVIII (1766) Lyrics: 1 Time! what an empty Vapour 'tis! And Days how swift they are; Swift as an Indian Arrow flies, Or like a shooting Star. [2 The present Moments just appear, Then slide away in Haste, That we can never say, They're here, But only say, They're past.] [3 Our Life is ever on the Wing, And Death is ever nigh; The Moment when our Lives begin, We all begin to die.] 4 Yet, mighty God, our fleeting Days Thy lasting Favours share; Yet with the Bounties of thy Grace, Thou load'st the rolling Year. 5 'Tis sov'reign Mercy finds us Food, And we are cloath'd by Love; While Grace stands pointing out the Road That leads our Souls above. 6 His Goodness runs an endless Round, All Glory to the Lord: His Mercy never knows a Bound, And be his Name ador'd! 7 Thus we begin the lasting Song, And when we close our Eyes, Let the next Age thy Praise prolong Till Time and Nature dies. Topics: Goodness of God; Shortness Frailty and Misery of Life; Worship of Heaven humble Languages: English