Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#XLI

XLI. Shortness of Life and goodness of God

1 Time, what an empty vapuor 'tis!
And days, how swift they are!
Swift as a feather'd arrow flies,
Or like a shooting star.

2 Our life is ever on the wing,
And death is ever nigh;
The moment when our lives begin,
We all begin to die.

3 Yet, mighty God! our fleeting days
Thy lasting favours share;
And still the bounties of thy grace
Enrich the rolling years.

4 'Tis sovereign mercy finds us food,
And we are cloth'd by love;
While grace stands pointing out the road,
That leads our souls above.

5 Thus we begin the lasting song;
And when we close our eyes,
Let the next age thy praise prolong,
'Till time and nature dies.

Text Information

• First Line: Time, what an empty vapour 'tis!
• Title: Shortness of Life and goodness of God
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1787

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