XXXVI. Frailty and Folly

1 How short and hasty is our life!
How vast our souls affairs!
Yet senseless mortals vainly strive
To lavish out their years.

2 Our days run thoughtlesly along,
Without a moment's stay;
Just like a story, or a song,
We pass our lives away.

3 God, from on high, invites us home,
But we march heedless on;
And, ever hasting to the tomb,
Stoop downwards as we run.

4 How we deserve the deepest hell,
Who slight the joys above!
What chains of vengeance should we feel,
That break such cords of love!

5 Draw us, O God, with sovereign grace,
And lift our thoughts on high,
That we may end this mortal race,
And see salvation nigh.

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First Line: How short and hasty is our life
Title: Frailty and Folly
Language: English
Publication Date: 1787
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