12609. When Sickness Shakes The Languid Frame

1 When sickness shakes the languid frame,
Each dazzling pleasure flies;
Phantoms of bliss no more obscure
Our long deluded eyes.

2 Then the tremendous arm of death
Its hated scepter shows;
And nature faints beneath the weight
Of complicated woes.

3 The tottering frame of mortal life
Shall crumble into dust,
Nature shall faint—but learn, my soul
On nature’s God to trust.

4 The man, whose pious heart is fixed
On his all gracious God,
In every frown may comfort find,
And kiss the chastening rod.

5 Nor him shall death itself alarm;
On Heav’n his soul relies;
With joy he views his Maker’s love,
And with composure dies.

Text Information
First Line: When sickness shakes the languid frame
Title: When Sickness Shakes The Languid Frame
Author: Ottiwell Heginbothom
Meter: CM
Language: English
Source: Christian Magazine, February, 1763
Copyright: Public Domain
Tune Information
Composer: Frederick Arthur Gore-Ouseley (1861)
Meter: CM
Key: g minor
Source: Hymns Ancient and modern, 1861
Copyright: Public Domain

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