Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America ‎#99a

99a. The rich sinner's death, and the saint's resurrection

1 Why do the proud insult the poor,
And boast the large estates they have?
How vain are riches to secure
Their haughty owners from the grave!

2 They can’t redeem one hour from death
With all the wealth in which they trust;
Nor give a dying brother breath,
When God commands him down to dust.

3 There the dark earth and dismal shade
Shall clasp their naked bodies round:
That flesh so delicately fed
Lies cold, and moulders in the ground.

4 Like thoughtless sheep the sinner dies,
And leaves his glories in the tomb:
The saints shall in the morning rise,
And hear the oppressor's awful doom.

5 His honors perish in the dust,
And pomp and beauty, birth and blood:
That glorious day exalts the just
To full dominion o’er the proud.

6 My Saviour shall my life restore,
And raise me from my dark abode;
My flesh and soul shall part no more,
But dwell forever near my God.

Text Information

• First Line: Why do the proud insult the poor
• Title: The rich sinner's death, and the saint's resurrection
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Scripture:
  Psalm 49

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