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Man has a soul of vast desires
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Southern Psalmist. New ed. #d528 (1871)
Man has a soul of vast desires
Man has a soul of vast desires
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Baptist Praise Book #551 (1872)
Man has a soul of vast desires
Man has a soul of vast desires
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns for Public worship, Containing All the Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts ... #d552 (1835)
Man has a soul of vast desires
Man has a soul of vast desires
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Choice Selection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians #599 (1819) Languages: English
Man has a soul of vast desires
Man has a soul of vast desires
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Columbian Repository #650 (1803)
Man has a soul of vast desires
Man has a soul of vast desires
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A New Selection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #907 (1839) Languages: English
Man has a soul of vast desires
Hymn 146
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.146 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Man has a soul of vast desires Lyrics:
Man has a soul of vast desires,
He burns within with restless fires;
Tossed to and fro, his passions fly
From vanity to vanity.
In vain on earth we hope to find
Some solid good to fill the mind;
We try new pleasures, but we feel
The inward thirst and torment still.
So when a raging fever burns,
We shift from side to side by turns,
And 'tis a poor relief we gain,
To change the place, but keep the pain.
Great God, subdue this vicious thirst,
This love to vanity and dust;
Cure the vile fever of the mind,
And feed our souls with joys refined.
Languages: English
Hymn 146
The vanity of creatures; or, no rest on earth
Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.CXLVI (1793) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Man has a soul of vast desires Lyrics: 1 Man has a soul of vast desires,
He burns within with restless fires:
Tost to and fro, his passions fly
From vanity to vanity.
2 In vain on earth we hope to find
Some solid good to fill the mind:
We try new pleasures, but we feel
The inward thirst and torment still.
3 So when a raging fever burns,
We shift from side to side by turns;
And 'tis a poor relief we gain,
To change the place, but keep the pain.
4 Great God! subdue this vicious thirst,
This love to vanity and dust;
Cure the vile fever of the mind,
And feed our soul with joys refin'd. Languages: English
The vanity of creatures; or, no rest on earth
The vanity of creatures
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCXCIX (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Man has a soul of vast desires Lyrics: 1 Man has a soul of vast desires,
He burns within with restless fires,
Toss'd to and fro, his passions fly
From vanity to vanity.
2 In vain on earth we hope to find
Some solid good to fill the mind;
We try new pleasures, but we feel
The inward thirst and torment still.
3 So when a raging fever burns,
We shift from side to side by turns,
And 'tis a poor relief we gain,
To change the place, but keep the pain.
4 Great God! subdue this vicious thirst,
This love to vanity and dust;
Cure the vile fever of the mind,
And feed our souls with joys refin'd. Topics: World Vanity of Languages: English
The vanity of creatures
The vanity of creatures
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCXCIX (1802) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Man has a soul of vast desires Lyrics: 1 Man has a soul of vast desires,
He burns within with restless fires,
Toss'd to and fro, his passions fly
From vanity to vanity.
2 In vain on earth we hope to find
Some solid good to fill the mind;
We try new pleasures, but we feel
The inward thirst and torment still.
3 So when a raging fever burns,
We shift from side to side by turns,
And 'tis a poor relief we gain,
To change the place, but keep the pain.
4 Great God! subdue this vicious thirst,
This love to vanity and dust;
Cure the vile fever of the mind,
And feed our souls with joys refin'd. Topics: World Vanity of Languages: English
The vanity of creatures
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