Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#I.LXXXII

I.LXXXII. God far above creatures: or, man vain and mortal

1 Shall the vile race of flesh and blood
Contend with their Creator, God?
Shall mortal worms presume to be
More holy, wise, or just than he?

2 Behold he puts his trust in none
Of all the spirits round his throne;
Their natures, when compar'd with his,
Are neither holy, just, nor wise.

3 But how much meaner things are they
Who spring from dust and dwell in clay?
Touch'd by the finger of thy wrath,
We faint and vanish like the moth.

4 From night to day, from day to night,
We die by thousands in thy sight
Bury'd in dust whole nations lie
Like a forgotten vanity.

5 Almighty pow'r, to thee we bow;
How frail are we, how glorious thou!
No more the sons of earth shall dare
With an eternal God compare.

Text Information

• First Line: Shall the vile race of flesh and blood
• Title: God far above creatures: or, man vain and mortal
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Job 4:17-21

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