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Think, mighty God, on feeble man

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #672 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts Lyrics: Think, mighty God, on feeble man; How few his hours! how short his span! Short from the cradle to the grave Who can secure his vital breath Against the bold demands of death, With skill to fly, or power to save? Lord, shall it be for ever said, "The race of man was only made For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?" Are not thy servants day by day Sent to their graves, and turned to clay? Lord, where's thy kindness to the just? Hast thou not promised to thy Son And all his seed a heav'nly crown? But flesh and sense indulge despair: For ever blessed be the Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. For ever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his saints a long reward For all their toil, reproach, and pain: Let all below and all above Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, And each repeat their loud Amen. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English

Life, Death and the Resurrection

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXXIXh (1780) Hymnal Title: The Psalms of David First Line: Think, mighty God, on feeble man Lyrics: 1 Think, mighty God, on feeble man; How few his hours! how short his span! Short from the cradle to the grave; Who can secure his vital breath Against the bold demands of death, With skill to fly, or powe'r to save? 2 Lord, shall it be for ever said, "The race of man was only made "For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?" Are not thy servants day by day Sent to their graves and turn'd to clay, Lord, where's thy kindness to the just? 3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy son And all his seed a heav'nly crown? But flesh and sense indulge despair: For ever blessed be the Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. 4 Forever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his saints a long reward For all their toil, reproach, and pain: Let all below and all above, Join to proclaim thy wond'rous love, And each repeat their loud amen. Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English

Think, mighty GOD, on feeble Man

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P89h (1766) Hymnal Title: The Psalms of David Lyrics: 1 Think, mighty GOD, on feeble Man; How few his Hours! how short his Span! Short from the Cradle to the Grave: Who can secure his vital Breath Against the bold Demands of Death, With Skill to fly, or Pow'r to save? 2 Lord, shall it be for ever said, "The Race of Man was only made "For Sickness, Sorrow, and the Dust!" Are not thy Servants, Day by Day, Sent to their Graves, and turn'd to Clay? Lord, where's thy Kindness to the Just? 3 Has thou not promis'd to thy Son And all his Seed a heav'nly Crown? But Flesh and Sense indulge Despair; For ever blessed be the Lord, That Faith can read his holy Word, And find a Resurrection there. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his Saints a long Reward For all their Toil, Reproach and Pain; Let all below, and all above, Join to proclaim thy wond'rous Love, And each repeat their loud Amen. Topics: Afflicted without Rejection; Angels all subject to Christ; Christ covenant made with him; Christ God and man; Christ his mediatorial kingdom; Christ the true David; Covenant of Grace unchangeable; Fear in the Worship of God; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; Glorification and Grace promised; God Faithfulness; God his power and majesty; God mercy and truth; God Unchangeable; Gospel joyful sound; Life and Riches short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality and hope; Old age and resurrection; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Psalm for a funeral; Resurrection and death of Christ; Vanity of Man as mortal; Worship with reverence Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English

Life, Death, and the Resurrection

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #157 (1740) Hymnal Title: The Psalms of David First Line: Think, mighty GOD, on feeble Man Lyrics: 1 Think, mighty GOD, on feeble Man; How few his Hours! how short his Span! Short from the Cradle to the Grave' Who can secure his vital Breath Against the bold Demands of Death, With Skill to fly, or Pow'r to save? 2 Lord, shall it be for ever said, "The Race of Man was only made "For Sickness, Sorrow, and the dust!" Are not thy Servants, Day by Day, Sent to their Graves, and turn'd to Clay? Lord, where's thy Kindness to the Just? 3 Has thou not promis'd to thy Son And all his Seed a heav'nly Crown? But Flesh and Sense indulge Despair; For ever blessed be the Lord, That Faith can read his holy Word, And find a Resurrection there. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his Saints a long Reward For all their Toil, Reproach and Pain; Let all below, and all above, Join to proclaim thy wond'rous Love, And each repeat their loud Amen. Topics: Afflicted without Rejection; Angels all subject to Christ; Christ covenant made with him; Christ God and man; Christ his mediatorial kingdom; Christ the true David; Covenant of Grace unchangeable; Fear in the Worship of God; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; Glorification and Grace promised; God Faithfulness; God his power and majesty; God mercy and truth; God Unchangeable; Gospel joyful sound; Life and Riches short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality and hope; Old age and resurrection; Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; Psalm for a funeral; Resurrection and death of Christ; Vanity of Man as mortal; Worship with reverence Scripture: Psalm 89:47-52 Languages: English