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Thankless For Favors From On High

Author: William Cowper Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9591 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Thankless for favors from on high, Man thinks he fades too soon: Though ’tis his privilege to die, Would he improve the boon. 2 But he, not wise enough to scan His best concerns aright, Would gladly stretch life’s little span To ages, if he might. 3 To ages in a world of pain, To ages, where he goes Galled by affliction’s heavy chain, And hopeless of repose. 4 Strange fondness of the human heart, Enamored of its harm! Strange world, that costs it so much smart, And still has power to charm. 5 Whence has the world her magic power? Why deem we death a foe? Recoil from weary life’s last hour, And covet longer woe? 6 The cause is conscience: conscience oft Her tale of guilt renews; Her voice is terrible, though soft, And dread of death ensues. 7 Then, anxious to be longer spared, Man mourns his fleeting breath; All evils then seem light compared With the approach of death. 8 ’Tis judgment shakes him: there’s the fear That prompts his wish to stay; He has incurred a long arrear, And must despair to pay. 9 Pay! Follow Christ, and all is paid: His death your peace ensures; Think on the grave where He was laid, And calm descend to yours. Languages: English Tune Title: SOHO