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KAMBIA

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Hymnal Title: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) Used With Text: Lord, what a feeble piece

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Our days are as the grass

Appears in 20 hymnals Hymnal Title: The Sacred Harp or Eclectic Harmony Used With Tune: KAMBIA
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Lord, what a feeble piece

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 164 hymnals Hymnal Title: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) 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! 'twas brittle clay That built our body first! And every month and every day 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 3. Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay; Swift as a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4. Yet if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight, We'll spend them all in wisdom's ways, And let them speed their flight. 5. They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea: Soon shall we reach the peaceful shore, Of blest eternity. Used With Tune: KAMBIA

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Our days are as the grass

Hymnal: The Sacred Harp or Eclectic Harmony #100a (1835) Hymnal Title: The Sacred Harp or Eclectic Harmony Tune Title: KAMBIA
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Lord, what a feeble piece

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #154 (1854) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) 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! 'twas brittle clay That built our body first! And every month and every day 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 3. Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay; Swift as a flood our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 4. Yet if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight, We'll spend them all in wisdom's ways, And let them speed their flight. 5. They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea: Soon shall we reach the peaceful shore, Of blest eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: KAMBIA