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SHORTNESS OF LIFE




Our life is like a vapour, gone,
Our moments swiftly fly;
Scarcely our sands begin to run,
Ere we begin to die.


Our days on earth are but a span,
A sudden breath of air;
Lord, what a brittle thing is man,
How vain is mortal care.


Various unnumbered ills attend
Our weak and helpless frame,
Our fleeting life, so soon it ends,
It scarce deserves the name.


No weaver’s shuttle moves so fast,
No stream so swiftly flows;
Time bears us on with rapid haste,
To endless joys or woes.


Sickness and sorrow round us wait,
And nature is infirm;
Our age to seventy years is set,
Alas, how short the term!


Or should we by uncommon strength
To fourscore years attain,
Yet feebleness will come at length,
And bring disease and pain.


Oh may I learn the heavenly art,
T’improve each passing hour;
And what my hands shall find to do,
Dispatch with all my power.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1818
      Bible Refs: Job 7:6; Ps 90:10; Is 38:12; Jam 4:14;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1818# 712
      MUSIC
      Name: TALLIS' ORDINAL
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: c. 1567
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