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Wherefore should man, frail child of clay
Who, from the cradle to the shroud,
Lives but the insect of a day —
O why should mortal man be proud?
His brightest visions just appear,
Then vanish, and no more are found;
The stateliest pile his pride can rear,
A breath may level with the ground.
By doubt perplexed, in error lost,
With trembling step he seeks his way:
How vain of wisdom’s gift the boast!
Of reason’s lamp, how faint the ray!
Follies and sins, a countless sum,
Are crowded in life’s little span:
How ill, alas! does pride become
That erring, guilty creature, man!
God of my life! Father divine!
Give me a meek and lowly mind:
In modest worth, O let me shine,
And peace in humble virtue find.
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 1851 | # 337 |
MUSIC
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WINCHESTER NEW
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1690,1847
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Key
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| # 31 | No key | | # 280 | No key | | # 485 | Bb | | # 86 | Bb | | # 291 | Bb | | # 344 | Bb | | # 84 | Bb | | # 159 | Bb | | # 307 | Bb | | # 461 | Bb | | # 274 | Bb | | # 983 | Bb | | # 57 | Bb | | # 300 | Bb | | # 327 | Bb | | # 327 | Bb | | # 715 | C | | # 50 | C | | # 99 | C |
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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