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Wealth Without God

Hymnal: Bible Songs #103 (1901) Scripture: Psalm 49 First Line: Hear this all ye people, hear Refrain First Line: O'er them soon shall rule the just Topics: Bereavement; Christ The Savior; Christians Evangelists; Christians Heirs of Heaven; Death Deprecated; Death Of the Wicked; Gospel Freeness of ; Heart Good, Perfect, Pure, and Upright; Hell; Immortality; Man His Dignity; Man Mortal and Frail; Pride; Prosperity No Proof of God's Blessing; Resurrection; Riches; Salvation God's Gift; Vanity Of Men and Riches; The Wicked Fate of Languages: English Tune Title: [Hear this all ye people, hear]
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The Vanily of Trust in Riches

Hymnal: The Psalter #135a (1912) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Scripture: Psalm 49 First Line: Hear this, all ye people, hear Lyrics: 1 Hear this, all ye people, hear, Earth's inhabitants give ear; All of high and low degree, Rich and poor, give heed to me. 2 Truth with all my heart I seek, And my mouth shall wisdom speak; Hearken while in lyric strain I make hidden wisdom plain. 3 Why should I to fear give way When I see the evil day, When with wickedness my foes Shall surround me and oppose? 4 They that trust in treasured gold, Tho' they boast of wealth untold, None can bid his brother live, None to God a ransom give. 5 If from death one would be free And corruption never see, Costly is life's ransom price, Far beyond all sacrifice. Topics: Christians Evangelists; Gospel Freeness of ; Immortality; Man Dignity of; Prosperity Without God's Blessing; Resurrection; Riches; Royalty of Christ Judgment the Prerogative of; Salvation God's Gift Languages: English Tune Title: FISK
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The Vanily of Trust in Riches

Hymnal: The Psalter #135b (1912) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Scripture: Psalm 49 First Line: Hear this, all ye people, hear Lyrics: 1 Hear this, all ye people, hear, Earth's inhabitants give ear; All of high and low degree, Rich and poor, give heed to me. 2 Truth with all my heart I seek, And my mouth shall wisdom speak; Hearken while in lyric strain I make hidden wisdom plain. 3 Why should I to fear give way When I see the evil day, When with wickedness my foes Shall surround me and oppose? 4 They that trust in treasured gold, Tho' they boast of wealth untold, None can bid his brother live, None to God a ransom give. Topics: Christians Evangelists; Gospel Freeness of ; Immortality; Man Dignity of; Prosperity Without God's Blessing; Resurrection; Riches; Royalty of Christ Judgment the Prerogative of; Salvation God's Gift Languages: English Tune Title: FERRIER
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Give Thanks for Life

Author: Shirley Erena Murray, 1931- Hymnal: Worship and Rejoice #518 (2003) Meter: 10.10.10 with refrain Scripture: Psalm 49:14 First Line: Give thanks for life, the measure of our days Lyrics: 1 Give thanks for life, the measure of our days, mortal, we pass through beauty that decays, yet sing to God our hope, our love, our praise: Alleluia! Alleluia! 2 Give thanks for those who made their life a light caught from the Christ-flame, bursting through the night, who touched the truth, who burned for what is right: Alleluia! Alleluia! 3 And for our own, our living and our dead, thanks for the love by which our life is fed, a love not changed by time or death or dread: Alleluia! Alleluia! 4 Give thanks for hope, that, like the wheat, the grain lying in darkness does its life retain, in resurrection to grow green again: Alleluia! Alleluia! Languages: English Tune Title: SINE NOMINE
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Hear This, All Ye People, Hear

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2640 Meter: 7.7.7.7 Scripture: Psalm 49 Lyrics: 1. Hear this, all ye people, hear, Earth’s inhabitants, give ear; All of high and low degree, Rich and poor, give heed to me. 2. Truth with all my heart I seek, And my mouth shall wisdom speak; Hearken while in lyric strain I make hidden wisdom plain. 3. Why should I to fear give way When I see the evil day, When with wickedness my foes Shall surround me and oppose? 4. They that trust in treasured gold, Though they boast of wealth untold, None can bid his brother live, None to God a ransom give. 5. If from death one would be free And corruption never see, Costly is life’s ransom price, Far beyond all sacrifice. Languages: English Tune Title: FISK
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Hymn 24

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #I.24 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 49:6 First Line: In vain the wealthy mortals toil Lyrics: In vain the wealthy mortals toil, And heap their shining dust in vain, Look down and scorn the humble poor, And boast their lofty hills of gain. Their golden cordials cannot ease Their pained hearts or aching heads, Nor fright nor bribe approaching death From glitt'ring roofs and downy beds. The ling'ring, the unwilling soul The dismal summons must obey, And bid a long, a sad farewell To the pale lump of lifeless clay. Thence they are huddled to the grave, Where kings and slaves have equal thrones; Their bones without distinction lie Amongst the heap of meaner bones. Languages: English
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In vain the wealthy Mortals toil

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #HXXXVII (1760) Scripture: Psalm 49:6 Lyrics: 1 In vain the wealthy Mortals toil, And heap their shining Dust in vain, Look down and scorn the humble Poor, And boast their lofty Hills of Gain. 2 Their golden Cordials cannot ease Their pained Hearts or aching Heads, Nor fright nor bribe approaching Death From glittering Roofs and downy Beds. 3 The lingring, the unwilling Soul The dismal Summons must obey, And bid a long, a sad Farewell To the pale Lump of lifeless Clay. 4 Thence they are huddled to the Grave, Where Kings and Slaves have equal Thrones, Their Bones without Distinction lie Amongst the Heap of meaner Bones. Languages: English
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In vain the wealthy Mortals toil

Hymnal: Appendix, Containing a Number of Hymns Taken Chiefly from Dr. Watts's Scriptural Collection #XXXVII (1765) Scripture: Psalm 49:6 Lyrics: 1 In vain the wealthy Mortals toil, And heap their shining Dust in vain, Look down and scorn the humble Poor, And boast their lofty Hills of Gain. 2 Their golden Cordials cannot ease Their pained Hearts or acking Heads, Nor fright nor bribe approaching Death From glittering Roofs and downy Beds. 3 The ling'ring the unwilling Soul The dismal Summons must obey, And bid a long, a sad Farewell To the pale Lump of lifeless Clay. 4 Thence they are huddled to the Grave, Where Kings and Slaves have equal Thrones, Their Bones without Distinction lie Amongst the Heap of meaner Bones. Languages: English
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The rich sinner dying

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #I.XXIV (1793) Scripture: Psalm 49:9 First Line: In vain the wealthy mortals toil Lyrics: 1 In vain the wealthy mortals toil, And heap their shining dust in vain; Look down and scorn the humble poor, And boast their lofty hills of gain. 2 Their golden cordials cannot ease Their pained hearts or aching heads, Nor fright nor bribe approaching death From glittering roofs and downy beds. 3 The ling'ring, the unwilling soul, The dismal summons must obey, And bid a long, a sad farewell To the pale lump of lifeless clay. 4 Thence they are huddled to the grave, Where kings and slaves have equal thrones; Their bones without distinction lie, Amongst the heap of meaner bones. (The rest referred to Psalm 49) Languages: English
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In vain the wealthiy Mortals toil

Hymnal: Appendix, Containing a Number of Hymns, Taken Chiefly from Dr. Watts's Scripture Collection #XXXVII (1760) Scripture: Psalm 49:6 Lyrics: 1 In vain the wealthy Mortals toil, And heap their shining Dust in vain, Look down and scorn the humble Poor, And boast their lofty Hills of Gain. 2 Their golden Cordials cannot ease Their pained Hearts or aching Heads, Nor fright nor bribe approaching Death From glittering Roofs and downy Beds. 3 The lingring, the unwilling Soul The dismal Summons must obey, And bid a long, a sad Farewell To the pale Lump of lifeless Clay. 4 Thence they are huddled to the Grave, Where Kings and Slaves have equal Thrones; Their Bones without Distinction lie Amongst the Heap of meaner Bones. Languages: English

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