The Southern harmony, and musical companion containing a choice collection of tunes, hymns, psalms, odes, and anthems |
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[Lord, what a feeble piece]
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Lord, what a feeble pieceIs this our mortal frame!
Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis,
That scarce deserves the name!
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Alas! 'twas brittle clayThat built our body first!
And ev'ry month and ev'ry day
'Tis mould'ring back to dust.
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Our moments fly apace,Our feeble powers decay;
Swift as a flood our hasty days
Are sweeping us away.
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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.
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They'll waft us sooner o'erThis life's tempestuous sea:
Soon shall we reach the peaceful shore,
Of blest eternity.
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