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And though they find their foolish thoughts
to be most lewd and vain,
Their children yet approve their talk,
and in like sin remain.
As sheep into the fold are brought
they shall be laid in grave;
Death shall them eat, and in that day
the just shall lordship have.
Their beauty and their royal port
shall fade and quite decay,
When from their house unto the pit
with woe they pass away.
But God will surely me preserve
from death and endless pain,
Because he will of his good grace
my soul receive again.
If any man grow wondrous rich,
be not afraid therefore,
Although the glory of his house
increaseth more and more:
For when he dies, of all these things
nothing shall lie receive,
His glory will not follow him,
his pomp will take its leave.
Yet in this life he counts himself
the happiest under sun;
And others likewise flatter him,
saying, All is well done,
But yet if he should live so long
as did his fathers old;
Yet must he needs at length give place,
and be brought to death's fold.
Man that in honor lives, and doth
not understand, may be.
Compared unto the very beasts
that perish utterly.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1549,1812
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Bible Refs:
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Is 49:11-19;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Year
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Song #
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