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PSALM 39. Second Part. C.M.
The vanity of man as mortal.

  1 TEACH me the measure of my days,
   Thou maker of my frame:
I would survey life's narrow space,
   And learn how frail I am.
  2 A span is all that we can boast;
   How short, how fleet our time!
Man is but vanity and dust,
   In all his flow'r and prime.
  3 See the vain race of mortals move
   Like shadows o'er the plain:
They rage and strive, desire and love;
   But all their noise is vain.
  4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show;
   Some dig for golden ore;
They toil for heirs they know not who,
   And straight are seen no more.
  5 What should I wish or wait for then
   From creatures, earth and dust?
They make our expectations vain,
   And disappoint our trust.
  6 Now I forbid my carnal hope,
   My fond desires recall:
I give my mortal interest up,
   And make my God my all.

PSALM 39. Third Part. C.M.
Sick-bed devotion.

  1 GOD of my life, look gently down,
   Behold the pains I feel;
But I am dumb before thy throne,
   Nor dare dispute thy will.
  2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord,
   They come at thy command:

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PSALM 39. Third Part. C.M.
Sick-bed devotion. (cont.)

  2 I'll not attempt a murm'ring word,
   Against thy chast'ning hand.
  3 Yet I may plead with humble cries,
   "Remove thy sharp rebukes:"
My strength consumes, my spirit dies,
   Thro' thy repeated strokes.
  4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand,
   We moulder to the dust:
Our feeble pow'rs can ne'er withstand,
   And all our beauty's lost.
  5 This mortal life decays apace,
   How soon the bubble's broke!
Adam, and all his num'rous race,
   Are vanity and smoke.
  6 I'm but a sojourner below,
   As all my fathers were;
May I be well prepared to go,
   When I the summons hear.
  7 But, if my life be spar'd a while
   Before my last remove;
Thy praise shall be my bus'ness still,
   And I'll declare thy love.

PSALM 40. First Part. C.M.
Deliverance from great distress.

  1 WAITED patient for the Lord;
   He bow'd to hear my cry:
He saw me resting on his word,
   And brought salvation nigh.
  2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit,
   Where mourning long I lay;
And from my bonds releas'd my feet,
   Deep bonds of miry clay.
  3 Firm on a rock he made me stand;
   And taught my cheerful tongue

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