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Psalm 90 Part 3

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.193 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Funeral psalm; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Saints rewarded at last; Frailty of man; Life short and feeble; Psalm for a funeral; Death the effect of sin; God eternal, and man mortal; Mortality and God's eternity; Old age death First Line: Return, O God of love, return Lyrics: Return, O God of love, return; Earth is a tiresome place: How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face? Let heav'n succeed our painful years, Let sin and sorrow cease, And in proportion to our tears So make our joys increase. Thy wonders to thy servants show, Make thy own work complete; Then shall our souls thy glory know, And own thy love was great. Then shall we shine before thy throne In all thy beauty, Lord; And the poor service we have done Meet a Divine reward. Scripture: Psalm 90:13-17 Languages: English

Psalm 90

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.194 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Funeral psalm; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Saints rewarded at last; Frailty of man; Life short and feeble; Psalm for a funeral; Death the effect of sin; God eternal, and man mortal; Mortality and God's eternity; Old age death First Line: Lord, what a feeble piece Lyrics: Lord, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name! Alas, the brittle clay That built our body first! And every month, and every day, 'Tis mould'ring back to dust. Our moments fly apace, Nor will our minutes stay; Just like a flood, our hasty days Are sweeping us away. Well, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight; We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, And let them speed their flight. They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:5 Languages: English

Abide with me, fast falls the eventide

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: Elmhurst Hymnal #24 (1921) Topics: Christ Fellowship of; Christ Living Lord; Death Victory over; Evening; Life Eternal Shortness of; Need of God; Prayer For Communion and Fellowship; Evening Worship Languages: English Tune Title: EVENTIDE

Through every Age, eternal GOD

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P90a (1766) Topics: Death the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God Eternal and Man mortal; Life and Riches short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Saints Reward at last Lyrics: 1 Through every Age, eternal GOD, Thou art our Rest, our safe Abode; High was thy Throne e'er Heav'n was made, Or Earth, thy humble Footstool, laid. 2 Long hadst thou reign'd, e'er Time began, Or Dust was fashion'd to a Man, And long thy Kingdom shall endure, When Earth and Time shall be no more. 3 But Man, weak Man, is born to die, Made up of Guilt and Vanity: Thy dreadful Sentence, Lord, was just, Return, ye Sinners, to your Dust. 4 [A Thousand of our Years amount Scarce to a Day in thine Account. Like Yesterday's departed Light, Or the last Watch of ending Night.] Pause. 5 Death, like an overflowing Stream, Sweeps us away; our Life's a Dream; An empty Tale; a Morning Flow'r, Cut down and wither'd in an Hour. 6 [Our Age to seventy Years is set; How short the Term! How frail the State! And if to Eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan, than live. 7 But O! how oft thy Wrath appears, And cuts off our expected Years! Thy Wrath awakes our humble Dread: We fear that Pow'r that strikes us dead.] 8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is Man; And kindly lengthen out our Span, 'Till a wise Care of Piety Fit us to die, and dwell with Thee. Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

Our GOD, our Help in Ages past

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P90b (1766) Topics: Death the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God Eternal and Man mortal; Life and Riches short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Saints Reward at last Lyrics: 1 Our GOD, our Help in Ages past, Our Hope for Years to come, Our Shelter from the stormy Blast, And our eternal Home. 2 Under the Shadow of thy Throne Thy Saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is thine Arm alone, And our Defence is sure. 3 Before the Hills in Order stood, Or Earth receiv'd her Frame, From Everlasting thou art GOD, To endless Years the same. 4 Thy Word commands our Flesh to Dust, Return, ye Sons of Men: All Nations rose from Earth at first, And turn to Earth again. 5 A thousand Ages, in thy Sight Are like an Ev'ning gone; Short as the Watch that ends the Night Before the rising Sun. 6 [The busy Tribes of Flesh and Blood, With all their Lives and Cares, Are carried downwards by the Flood, And lost in following Years. 7 Time, like an ever-rolling Stream, Bears all its Sons away: They fly, forgotten, as a Dream Dies at the op'ning Day. 8 Like flow'ry Fields the Nations stand Pleas'd with the Morning-Light; The Flow'rs beneath the Mower's Hand, Lie with'ring e'er 'tis Night.] 9 Our GOD, our Help in Ages past, Our Hope for Years to come, Be thou our Guard while Troubles last, And our eternal Home. Scripture: Psalm 90:1-5 Languages: English

Lord, if thine Eyes survey our Faults

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P90c (1766) Topics: Death the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God Eternal and Man mortal; Life and Riches short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Saints Reward at last Lyrics: 1 Lord, if thine Eyes surveys our Faults, And Justice grows severe, Thy dreadful Wrath exceeds our Thoughts, And burns beyond our Fear. 2 Thine Anger turns our Frame to Dust, By one Offence to Thee, Adam, with all his Sons, have lost Their Immortality. 3 Life, like a vain Amusement flies, A Fable or a Song; By swift Degrees our Nature dies, Nor can our Joys be long. 4 'Tis but a few whose Days amount To threescore Years and ten; And all beyond that short Account Is Sorrow, Toil and Pain. 5 [Our Vitals with laborious Strife Bear up the crazy Load, And drag those poor Remains of Life Along the tiresome Road.] 6 Almighty GOD, reveal thy Love, And not thy Wrath alone; Oh! let our sweet Experience prove The Mercies of thy Throne. 7 Our Souls would learn the heav'nly Art T' improve the Hours we have, That we may act the wiser Part, And live beyond the Grave. Scripture: Psalm 90:8-12 Languages: English

Return, O God of Love, return

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P90d (1766) Topics: Death the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God Eternal and Man mortal; Life and Riches short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Saints Reward at last Lyrics: 1 Return, O GOD of Love, return; Earth is a tiresome Place: How long shall we, thy Children, mourn Our Absence from thy Face? 2 Let Heav'n succeed our painful Years, Let Sin and Sorrow cease, And in Proportion to our Tears So make our Joys increase. 3 Thy Wonders to thy Servants show, Make thy own Work complete, Then shall our Souls thy Glory know, And own thy Love was great. 4 Then shall we shine before thy Throne In all thy Beauty, Lord; And the poor Service we have done Meet a divine Reward. Scripture: Psalm 90:13-17 Languages: English

Lord, what a feeble Piece

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P90e (1766) Topics: Death the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God Eternal and Man mortal; Life and Riches short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Saints Reward at last Lyrics: 1 Lord, what a feeble Piece Is this our mortal Frame! Our Life, how poor a Trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the Name. 2 Alas, the brittle Clay That built our Body first! And every Month and every Day 'Tis mould'ring back to Dust. 3 Our Moments fly apace, Nor will our Minutes stay; Just like a Flood, our hasty Days Are sweeping us away. 4 Well, if our Days must fly, We'll keep their End in Sight, We'll spend them all in Wisdom's Way, And let them speed their Flight. 5 They'll waft us sooner o'er This Life's tempestuous Sea: Soon we shall reach the peaceful Shore Of blest Eternity. Scripture: Psalm 90:12 Languages: English

Man Mortal, and GOD Eternal

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #156 (1786) Topics: Afflictions without rejection; Death the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God Eternal and Man mortal; Life short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Old age death; Psalm for Funeral; Saints Reward at last; Afflictions without rejection; Death the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God Eternal and Man mortal; Life short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Old age death; Psalm for Funeral; Saints Reward at last First Line: Thro' every age, eternal God Lyrics: 1 Thro' every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode: High was thy throne ere heaven was made, Or earth thy humble foot-stool laid. 2 Long had'st thou reign'd ere time began, Or dust was fashion'd to a man; And long thy kingdom shall endure When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity: Thy dreadful sentence, Lord was just, "Return ye sinners, to your dust." 4 [A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account, Like yesterday's departed light; Or the last watch of ending night. Pause. 5 Death like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life's a dream; An empty tale; a morning flower, Cut down and wither'd in an hour.] 6 [Our age to seventy years is set; How short the time! how frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh, and groan than live. 7 But oh how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread! We fear the power that strikes us dead.] 8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span, 'Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

Man Mortal, and GOD Eternal

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #156 (1790) Topics: Afflictions without rejection; Death the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God Eternal and Man mortal; Life short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Old age death; Psalm for Funeral; Saints Reward at last; Afflictions without rejection; Death the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God Eternal and Man mortal; Life short and feeble; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Old age death; Psalm for Funeral; Saints Reward at last First Line: Thro' every age, eternal God Lyrics: 1 Thro' every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode: High was thy throne ere heaven was made, Or earth thy humble foot-stool laid. 2 Long had'st thou reign'd ere time began, Or dust was fashion'd to a man; And long thy kingdom shall endure When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity: Thy dreadful sentence, Lord was just, "Return ye sinners, to your dust. 4 [A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account. Like yesterday's departed light; Or the last watch of ending night. Pause. 5 Death like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life's a dream; An empty tale; a morning flower, Cut down and wither'd in an hour.] 6 [Our age to seventy years is set; How short the time! how frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh, and groan than live. 7 But oh how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread! We fear the power that strikes us dead.] 8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span, 'Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English