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Think wordling, think, alas! how vain

Hymnal: A Collection of Spiritual Songs and Hymns #XXI (1801) Lyrics: 1 Think worldling, think, alas! how vain Could'st thou this spacious earth obtain And grasp it all from pole to pole, Yet lose thine own immortal soul. 2 What will thy mighty wealth avail When sickness shall thy health assail? Or when the pow'rful hand of death Shall seize upon thy mortal breath? 3 Think on the man who vainly said, "Take ease my soul, for there is laid "Sufficient store for many years, "To banish all your crowding fears." 4 But Oh! how soon his bliss expir'd! "Thou fool" said God "Thy soul's requir'd, "And all those heaps thou countest thine, "Thou shalt this very night resign." 5 O worldling here a warning take, Your gilded pleasures now forsake; Improve your time and talent given, And lay your treasure up in Heaven. 6 Will all your vast possessions buy, A mansion for your soul on high, When you're confin'd of God to dwell For ever in the lake of Hell? 7 Can wealth assuage the troubled mind, Or make the furious Devils kind? Can all the wealth from pole to pole Redeem one lost, immortal soul? 8 No worldlings no; who e'er thou art, If here on earth thou hast thy heart, However large thy share may be Eternal wants remain for thee. Languages: English

Think wordling, think! alas! how vain

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXI (1801) Lyrics: 1 Think worldling, think! alas! how vain Couldst thou this spacious earth obtain, And grasp it all from pole to pole, Yet lose thine own immortal soul. 2 What will thy mighty wealth avail When sickness shall thy health assail? Or when the pow'rful hand of death Shall seize upon thy mortal breath? 3 Think on the man who vainly said, "Take ease my soul, for there is laid "Sufficient store for many years, "To banish all your crowding fears." 4 But Oh! how soon his bliss expir'd! "Thou fool" said God "Thy soul's requir'd, "And all those heaps thou countest thine, "Thou shalt this very night resign." 5 O worldling here a warning take, Your gilded pleasures now forsake; Improve your time and talent given, And lay your treasure up in Heaven. 6 Will all your vast possessions buy, A mansion for your soul on high, When you're confin'd of God to dwell For ever in the lake of Hell? 7 Can wealth assuage the troubled mind, Or make the furious Devils kind? Can all the wealth from pole to pole Redeem one lost, immortal soul? 8 No worldling no; whoe'er thou art, If here on earth thou hast thy heart, However large thy share may be Eternal wants remain for thee. Languages: English