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How vain are all things here below

Hymnal: Church Psalmody #590 (1843) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmody Languages: English
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How vain are all things here below

Hymnal: Church Psalmody #531 (1845) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmody Languages: English

How vain are all things here below

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Compilation of Hymns for the Use of the Churches of the Christian Union #d318 (1871) Hymnal Title: Compilation of Hymns for the Use of the Churches of the Christian Union Languages: English
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How vain are all things here below

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the Psalms and Hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to Suitable Tunes #606 (1856) Hymnal Title: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the Psalms and Hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to Suitable Tunes Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #XL (1786) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #XL (1786) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XL (1787) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XL (1790) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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Love to the Creatures is dangerous

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.XL (1785) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: How vain are all things here below! Lyrics: 1 How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And ev'ry sweet — a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, Allures the flattering sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Languages: English
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How vain are all things here below!

Author: Watts Hymnal: Dyer's Psalmist #237 (1851) Hymnal Title: Dyer's Psalmist Languages: English

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