Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.XXXV (1785) First Line: Stoop down, my thoughts, which use to rise Lyrics: 1 Stoop down, my thoughts, which use to rise,
Converse a while with death;
Think how a gasping mortal lies,
And pants away his breath.
2 His quivering lip hangs feebly down,
His pulses faint and few;
Then speechless, with a doleful groan,
He bids the world adieu.
3 But Oh, the soul, which never dies!
At once it leaves the clay!
Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies,
And trace its wondrous way.
4 Up to the courts where angels dwell,
It mounts triumphing there;
Or devils plunge it down to hell,
In terror and despair!
5 And must my body faint and die?
And must this soul remove?
Oh, for some guardian angel nigh,
To bear it safe above.
6 Almighty Saviour, to thy hand
My naked soul I trust;
My flesh shall wait thy kind command,
To mingle with the dust.
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