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Naked as from the earth we came

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Virginia Selection of Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs #615 (1842)

Naked as from the earth we came

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Baptist Hymn Book #654 (1859)

Naked as from the earth we came

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Melodies of the Church #d680 (1832) Languages: English

Naked as from the earth we came

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Baptist Psalmody #786 (1850)

Hymn 5

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #I.5 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Naked as from the earth we came Lyrics: Naked as from the earth we came, And crept to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with our dust. The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are but short favors borrowed now, To be repaid anon. 'Tis God that lifts our comforts high, Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and, blessed be his name! He takes but what he gave. Peace, all our angry passions, then; Let each rebellious sigh Be silent at his sovereign will, And every murmur die. If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread; And we'll adore the justice too That strikes our comforts dead. Scripture: Job 1:21 Languages: English

Submission to Afflictive Providence

Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre #XXIII (1758) First Line: Naked as from the Earth we came Lyrics: 1 Naked as from the Earth we came, And crept to Life at first, We to the Earth return again, And mingle with our Dust The dear Delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own. Are but short Favours borrow'd Now, To be repaid Anon. 2 'Tis God that lifts our Comforts high, Or sinks them in the Grave, He gives, and (blessed by his Name!) He takes but what he gave. Peace, all our angry Passions then, Let each rebellious Sigh Be silent at his Sovereign Will, And every Murmur die. 3 If smiling Mercy crown our Lives, Its Praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the Justice too That strikes our Comforts dead. Languages: English

Submission to afflictive providences

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #I.V (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Naked as from the earth we came Lyrics: 1 Naked as from the earth we came, And crept to life at first; We to the earth return again, And mingle with our dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are but short favours borrow'd now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis God that lifts our comforts high, Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and blessed be his name? He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry passions then! Let each rebellious sigh Be silent at his sov'reign will, And ev'ry murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our Lives, Its praises shall be spread; And we'll adore the justice too That strikes our comforts dead. Scripture: Job 1:21 Languages: English

Submission to afflictive providences

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.III (1785) First Line: Naked as from the earth we came Lyrics: 1 Naked, as from the earth we came, And rose to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with our dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are but short favours borrow'd now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis GOD that lifts our comforts high Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and (blessed be his name!) He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry passions then; Let each rebellious sigh, Be silent at his sovereign will, And every murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the justice too, That strikes our comforts dead. Scripture: Job 1:21 Languages: English

Submission to Afflictive Providence

Hymnal: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre #XXIII (1773) First Line: Naked as from the Earth we came Lyrics: 1 Naked as from the Earth we came, and crept to Life at first, We to the Earth return again, and mingle with our Dust The dear Delights we here enjoy, and fondly call our own. Are but short Favours borrow'd Now, to be repaid Anon. 2 'Tis God that lifts our Comforts high, or sinks them in the Grave, He gives, and (blessed by his Name!) he takes but what he gave. Peace, all our angry Passions then, let each rebellious Sigh Be silent at his Sovereign Will, and ev'ry Murmur die. 3 If smiling Mercy crown our Lives, it's Praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the Justice too that strikes our Comforts dead. Languages: English

Submission to afflictive providences

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #III (1786) First Line: Naked as from the earth we came Lyrics: 1 Naked, as from the earth we came, And rose to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with our dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are but short favours borrow'd now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis God who lifts our comforts high Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and (blessed be his name!) He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry passions then! Let each rebellious sigh, Be silent at his sovereign will, And every murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the justice too, Which strikes our comforts dead. Scripture: Job 1:21 Languages: English

Submission to afflictive providences

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.) #III (1786) First Line: Naked as from the earth we came Lyrics: 1 Naked, as from the earth we came, And rose to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with our dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are but short favours borrow'd now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis God who lifts our comforts high Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and (blessed be his name!) He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry passions then! Let each rebellious sigh, Be silent at his sovereign will, And Every murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the justice too, Which strikes our comforts dead. Scripture: Job 1:21 Languages: English

Submission to afflictive providences

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #III (1787) First Line: Naked as from the earth we came Lyrics: 1 Naked, as from the earth we came, And rose to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with our dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are but short favours borrow'd now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis God who lifts our comforts high Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and (blessed be his name!) He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry passions then! Let each rebellious sigh, Be silent at his sovereign will, And Every murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the justice too, Which strikes our comforts dead. Scripture: Job 1:21 Languages: English

Submission to afflictive providences

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #III (1790) First Line: Naked as from the earth we came Lyrics: 1 Naked, as from the earth we came, And rose to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with our dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are but short favours borrow'd now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis God who lifts our comforts high Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and (blessed be his name!) He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry passions then! Let each rebellious sigh, Be silent at his sovereign will, And every murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the justice too, Which strikes our comforts dead. Scripture: Job 1:21 Languages: English