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Wait, and Murmur Not

Hymnal: Lasting Hymns No. 2 #124 (1906) Scripture: Job 14:14 First Line: The home where changes never come Refrain First Line: O wait, meekly wait, and murmur not Languages: English Tune Title: [The home where changes never come]

God of Our Life

Author: Hugh T. Kerr, 1872-1950 Hymnal: Worship and Rejoice #409 (2003) Meter: 10.4.10.4.10.10 Scripture: Job 14:14 First Line: God of our life, through all the circling years Languages: English Tune Title: SANDON

Amen siakudu misa (Amen We Praise Your Name O God)

Author: S.C. Molefe, 1921-1983; David Dargie, b. 1938 Hymnal: Lift Up Your Hearts #921 (2013) Scripture: Job 1-42 First Line: Amen siakudu misa (Amen we praise your name, O God) Topics: Responses To Benediction; Short refrains; Elements of Worship Praise and Adoration; Elements of Worship Offering Our Prayers Languages: English; Xhosa Tune Title: MASITHI

Job 14:1-15: Few are thy days, and full of woe

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R8 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Job 14:1-15 First Line: Few are thy days, and full of woe Lyrics: Few are thy days, and full of woe, O man, of woman born! Thy doom is written, ‘Dust thou art, and shalt to dust return.’ Behold the emblem of thy state in flow’rs that bloom and die, Or in the shadow’s fleeting form, that mocks the gazer’s eye. Guilty and frail, how shalt thou stand before thy sov’reign Lord? Can troubled and polluted springs a hallowed stream afford? Determined are the days that fly successive o’er thy head; The numbered hour is on the wing that lays thee with the dead. Great God! afflict not in thy wrath the short allotted span That bounds the few and weary days of pilgrimage to man. All nature dies, and lives again: the flow’r that paints the field, The trees that crown the mountain’s brow, and boughs and blossoms yield, Resign the honours of their form at Winter’s stormy blast, And leave the naked leafless plain a desolated waste. Yet soon reviving plants and flow’rs anew shall deck the plain; The woods shall hear the voice of Spring, and flourish green again. 126 But man forsakes this earthly scene, ah! never to return: Shall any foll’wing spring revive the ashes of the urn? The mighty flood that rolls along its torrents to the main, Can ne’er recall its waters lost from that abyss again. So days, and years, and ages past, descending down to night, Can henceforth never more return back to the gates of light; And man, when laid in lonesome grave, shall sleep in Death’s dark gloom, Until th’ eternal morning wake the slumbers of the tomb, O may the grave become to me the bed of peaceful rest, Whence I shall gladly rise at length, and mingle with the blest! Cheered by this hope, with patient mind, I’ll wait Heav’n’s high decree, Till the appointed period come, when death shall set me free. Languages: English

Few are thy days, and full of woe

Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #R8 (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Job 14:1-15 Lyrics: 1 Few are thy days, and full of woe, O man, of woman born! Thy doom is written, ‘Dust thou art, and shalt to dust return.’ 2 Behold the emblem of thy state in flow’rs that bloom and die, or in the shadow’s fleeting form, that mocks the gazer’s eye. 3 Guilty and frail, how shalt thou stand before thy sov’reign Lord? Can troubled and polluted springs a hallow'd stream afford? 4 Determin'd are the days that fly successive o’er thy head; the number'd hour is on the wing that lays thee with the dead. 5 Great God! afflict not in thy wrath the short allotted span that bounds the few and weary days of pilgrimage to man. 6 All nature dies, and lives again: the flow’r that paints the field, the trees that crown the mountain’s brow, and boughs and blossoms yield, 7 Resign the honours of their form at Winter’s stormy blast, and leave the naked leafless plain a desolated waste. 8 Yet soon reviving plants and flow’rs anew shall deck the plain; the woods shall hear the voice of Spring, and flourish green again. 9 But man forsakes this earthly scene, ah! never to return: shall any foll’wing spring revive the ashes of the urn? 10 The mighty flood that rolls along its torrents to the main, can ne’er recall its waters lost from that abyss again. 11 So days, and years, and ages past, descending down to night, can henceforth never more return back to the gates of light; 12 and man, when laid in lonesome grave, shall sleep in Death’s dark gloom, until th’ eternal morning wake the slumbers of the tomb. 13 O may the grave become to me the bed of peaceful rest, Whence I shall gladly rise at length, and mingle with the blest! 14 Cheer'd by this hope, with patient mind, I’ll wait Heav’n’s high decree, till the appointed period come, when death shall set me free. Languages: English Tune Title: ST KILDA

Few are thy days, and full of wo

Hymnal: Hymns of the Protestant Episcopal Church of the United States, as authorized by the General Convention #188 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Job 14:1-6 Topics: Death Languages: English

Hymn 57

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #I.57 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Job 14:4 First Line: Backward with humble shame we look Lyrics: Backward with humble shame we look On our original; How is our nature dashed and broke In our first father's fall! To all that's good averse and blind, But prone to all that's ill What dreadful darkness veils our mind! How obstinate our will! [Conceived in sin, O wretched state! Before we draw our breath The first young pulse begins to beat Iniquity and death. How strong in our degen'rate blood The old corruption reigns, And, mingling with the crooked flood, Wanders through all our veins.] [Wild and unwholesome as the root Will all the branches be; How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree? What mortal power from things unclean Can pure productions bring? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring?] Yet, mighty God! thy wondrous love Can make our nature clean, While Christ and grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin. The second Adam shall restore The ruins of the first; Hosannah to that sovereign power That new-creates our dust! Languages: English

Original sin; or, the first and second Adam

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #I.LVII (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Job 14:4 First Line: Backward with humble shame we look Lyrics: 1 Backward with humble shame we look On our original; How is our nature dash'd and broke In our first father's fall? 2 To all that's good averse and blind, But prone to all that's ill; What dreadful darkness veils our mind! How obstinate our will! 3 [Conceiv'd in sin (O wretched state!) Before we draw our breath; The first young pulse begins to beat Iniquity and death. 4 How strong in our degenerate blood The old corruption reigns, And mingling with the crooked flood, Wanders thro' all our veins!] 5 [Wild and unwholesome as the root Will all the branches be; How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree? 6 What mortal pow'r from things unclean Can pure productions bring? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring.] 7 Yet, mighty God! thy wond'rous love Can make our nature clean, While Christ and grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin. 8 The second Adam shall restore The ruins of the first: Hosanna to that sov'reign pow'r That new-creates our dust! Languages: English

Backward with humble Shame we look

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.LVII (1766) Scripture: Job 14:4 Lyrics: 1 Backward with humble Shame we look On our Original, How is our Nature dash'd and broke In our first Father's Fall! 2 To all that's Good, averse and blind, But prone to all that's Ill; What dreadful Darkness veils our Mind, How obstinate our Will! [3 Conceiv'd in Sin (O wretched State!) Before we draw our Breath; The first young Pulse begins to beat Iniquity and Death. 4 How strong in our degen'rate Blood, The old Corruption reigns, And, mingling with the crooked Flood, Wanders through all our Veins!] [5 Wild and unwholesome as the Root, Will all the Branches be; How can we hope for living Fruit From such a deadly Tree? 6 What mortal Pow'r from Things unclean Can pure Productions bring? Who can command a vital Stream From an infected Spring?] 7 Yet, mighty God, thy wond'rous Love Can make our Nature clean, While Christ and Grace prevail above The Tempter, Death, and Sin. 8 The second Adam shall restore The Ruins of the first; Hosanna to that Sov'reign Pow'r That new-creates our Dust, Topics: The first and second Adam; Original Sin Languages: English

Original Sin: or the first and second Adam

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #55 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Job 14:4 First Line: Backward with humble shame we look Lyrics: 1 Backward with humble shame we look, On our original; How is our nature dash'd and broke In our first father's fall! 2 To all that's good, averse and blind, But prone to all that's ill; What dreadful darkness veils our mind! How obstinate our will! 3 How strong in our degenerate blood, The old corruption reigns, And, mingling with the crooked flood, Wanders through all our veins! 4 Wild and unwholesome as the root Will all the branches be; How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree? 5 What mortal power from things unclean, Can pure productions bring? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring? 6 Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous love Can make our nature clean, While Christ and grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin. 7 The second Adam shall restore The ruins of the first, Hosanna to that sovereign power That new-creates our dust! Topics: Fall and Depravity of Man Languages: English