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My soul, come, meditate the day, And think
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Baptist Psalmody #1182 (1850)
My soul, come, meditate the day, And think
My soul, come, meditate the day, And think
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Baptist Hymn Book #1229 (1859)
My soul, come, meditate the day, And think
My Soul, come meditate the Day
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.LXI (1766) Lyrics: 1 My Soul, come meditate the Day,
And think how near it stands,
When thou must quit this House of Clay,
And fly to unknown Lands.
[2 And you, mine Eyes, look down, and view
The hollow, gaping Tomb,
This gloomy Prison waits for you,
Whene'er the Summons come.]
3 Oh! could we die with those that die,
And place us in their Stead,
Then would our Spirits learn to fly,
And converse with the Dead.
4 Then should we see the Saints above,
In their own glorious Forms,
And wonder why our Souls should love
To dwell with mortal Worms.
[5 How should we scorn these Clothes of Flesh,
These Fetters, and this Load!
And long for Ev'ning to undress,
That we may rest with God.]
6 We should almost forsake our Clay
Before the Summons come,
And pray, and wish our Souls away
To their eternal Home. Topics: Death and Glory; Death desirable Languages: English
My Soul, come meditate the Day
My soul, come meditate the day
Hymnal: Sharon's Dewy Rose #7b (1880) Languages: English Tune Title: [My soul, come meditate the day]
My soul, come meditate the day
Hymn 61
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.61 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: My soul, come meditate the day Lyrics:
My soul, come meditate the day,
And think how near it stands,
When thou must quit this house of clay,
And fly to unknown lands.
[And you, mine eyes, look down and view
The hollow, gaping tomb;
This gloomy prison waits for you,
Whene'er the summons come.]
O could we die with those that die,
And place us in their stead,
Then would our spirits learn to fly,
And converse with the dead:
Then should we see the saints above
In their own glorious forms,
And wonder why our souls should love
To dwell with mortal worms.
[How we should scorn these clothes of flesh,
These fetters, and this load!
And long for ev'ning to undress,
That we may rest with God.]
We should almost forsake our clay
Before the summons come,
And pray and wish our souls away
To their eternal home.
Languages: English
Hymn 61
A thought of death and glory
Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.LXI (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: My soul, come, meditate the day Lyrics: 1 My soul, come meditate the day
And think how near it stands,
When thou must quit this house of clay
And fly to unknown lands.
2 [And you, mine eyes, look down and view,
The hollow, gaping tomb;
This gloomy prison waits for you,
Whene'er the summons come.]
3 O! could we die with those that die,
And place us in their stead;
Then would our spirits learn to fly,
And converse with the dead:
4 Then should we see the saints above,
In their own glorious forms,
And wonder why our souls should love
To dwell with mortal worms.
5 [How should we scorn these cloths of flesh,
These fetters, and this load;
And long for ev'ning to undress,
That we may rest with God.]
6 We should almost forsake our clay,
Before the summons come,
And pray, and wish our souls away
To their eternal home.
Languages: English
A thought of death and glory
Death and Glory
Hymnal: A Choice Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #CIX (1774) First Line: My soul, come, meditate the day Lyrics: 1 My soul, come meditate the day,
And think how near it stands,
When thou must quit this house of clay,
And fly to unknown lands.
2 And you, mine eyes, look down and view
The hollow gaping tomb,
This gloomy prison waits for you,
Whene'er the summons come.
3 Oh! could we die with those that die,
And place us in their stead,
Then would our spirits learn to fly,
And converse with the dead.
4 Then shou'd we see the saints above,
In their own glorious forms,
And wonder why our souls shou'd love,
To dwell with mortal worms.
5 How shou'd we scorn these cloaths of flesh,
These fetters, and this load;
And long for evening to undress,
That we may rest with God.
6 We shou'd almost forsake our clay
Before the summons come,
And pray, and wish our souls away
To their eternal Home. Languages: English
Death and Glory
Death and Glory
Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXIV (1790) First Line: My soul, come meditate the day Lyrics: 1 My soul, come meditate the day
And think how near it stands,
When thou must quit this house of clay
And fly to unknown lands.
2 And you, mine eyes, look down and view
The hollow, gaping tomb;
This gloomy prison waits for you,
Whene'er the summons come.
3 O! could we die with those that die,
And place us in their stead,
Then would our spirits learn to fly,
And converse with the dead:
4 Then should we see the saints above,
In their own glorious forms,
And wonder why our souls should love
To dwell with mortal worms.
5 How should we scorn these cloths of flesh,
These fetters, and this load;
And long for ev'ning to undress,
That we may rest with GOD.
6 We should almost forsake our clay,
Before the summons come,
And pray, and wish our souls away,
To their eternal home. Topics: Funeral Occasions Languages: English
Death and Glory
A Thought of Death and Glory
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CLXXXVI (1791) First Line: My Soul come meditate the Day Lyrics: 1 My Soul come meditate the Day,
And think how near it stands,
When thou must quit this House of Clay,
And fly to unknown Lands.
[2 And you mine Eyes, look down and View
The hollow, gaping Tomb:
This gloomy Prison waits for you,
Whene'er the Summons come.]
3 Oh! could we die with those that die,
And place us in their stead;
Then would our Spirits learn to fly,
And converse With the Dead:
4 Then should we see the Saints above
In their own glorious Forms,
And wonder why our Souls should love
To dwell with mortal Worms.
5 How we should scorn these Clothes of Flesh,
These Fetters, and this Load;
And long for Ev'ning to undress,
That we may rest with God.
6 We should almost forsake our Clay
Before the Summons come,
And pray, and wish our Souls away
To their eternal Home. Topics: Death and Resurrection Languages: English
A Thought of Death and Glory
My soul! come, meditate the day
Hymnal: A Collection of Sacred Hymns, for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints #214 (1841) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Funeral Languages: English
My soul! come, meditate the day
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