Lo what a feeble frame is ours

Lo what a feeble frame is ours

Author: Simon Browne
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1 Lo what a feeble frame is ours!
How vain a thing is man!
How frail are all our boasted pow'rs!
And short at best our span!

2 Swift as the feather'd arrow flies,
And cuts the yielding air;
Or as a kindling meteor dies,
Ere it can well appear:

3 So pass our fleeting years away,
And time runs on its race;
In vain we ask a moment's stay,
Nor will it slack its pace.

4 O make us truly wise to learn
How very frail we are;
That we may mind our grand concern,
And for our death prepare.

Source: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #CXXXIV

Author: Simon Browne

Simon Browne was born at Shepton Mallet, Somersetshire, about 1680. He began to preach as an "Independent" before he was twenty years of age, and was soon after settled at Portsmouth. In 1716, he became pastor in London. In 1723, he met with some misfortunes, which preyed upon his mind, and produced that singular case of monomania, recorded in the text-books of Mental Philosophy; he thought that God had "annihilated in him the thinking substance, and utterly divested him of consciousness." "Notwithstanding," says Toplady, "instead of having no soul, he wrote, reasoned, and prayed as if he had two." He died in 1732. His publications number twenty-three, of which some are still in repute. --Annotations of the Hymnal, Charles Hutchins,… Go to person page >

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First Line: Lo what a feeble frame is ours
Author: Simon Browne
Language: English
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