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Almighty Maker of my frame!
Teach me the measure of my days,
Teach me to know how frail I am,
And spend the remnant in Thy praise.
My days are shorter than a span,
A little point my life appears;
How frail at best is dying man!
How vain are all his hopes and fears!
Vain his ambition, noise and show;
Vain are the cares which rack his mind;
He heaps up treasures mixed with woe,
And dies and leaves them all behind.
O be a nobler portion mine!
My God, I bow before Thy throne;
Earth’s fleeting treasures I resign,
And fix my hope on Thee alone.
---Alternative verses---
Almighty Maker of my frame,
Teach me the measure of my days
Teach me to know how frail I am,
To spend the remnant to thy praise.
O be a heavenly portion mine!
My God, I bow before thy throne;
Earth's fleeting treasure I resign,
And fix my hope on thee alone.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1760,1787
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 39:4;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1889 | # 564 | | 2005 | # 429 | | 1872 | # 39.2 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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WINSCOTT
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1872
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 71 | F | | # 410 | F |
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