The Psalms of David ‎#P90c

P90c. Lord, if thine Eyes survey our Faults

1 Lord, if thine Eyes surveys our Faults,
And Justice grows severe,
Thy dreadful Wrath exceeds our Thoughts,
And burns beyond our Fear.

2 Thine Anger turns our Frame to Dust,
By one Offence to Thee,
Adam, with all his Sons, have lost
Their Immortality.

3 Life, like a vain Amusement flies,
A Fable or a Song;
By swift Degrees our Nature dies,
Nor can our Joys be long.

4 'Tis but a few whose Days amount
To threescore Years and ten;
And all beyond that short Account
Is Sorrow, Toil and Pain.

5 [Our Vitals with laborious Strife
Bear up the crazy Load,
And drag those poor Remains of Life
Along the tiresome Road.]

6 Almighty GOD, reveal thy Love,
And not thy Wrath alone;
Oh! let our sweet Experience prove
The Mercies of thy Throne.

7 Our Souls would learn the heav'nly Art
T' improve the Hours we have,
That we may act the wiser Part,
And live beyond the Grave.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, if thine Eyes survey our Faults
• Meter: Common Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1740
• Scripture:
  Psalm 90:8-12
• Topic: Death: the effect of sin; Frailty of Man; Funeral psalm; God: Eternal and Man mortal; Life and Riches: short and feeble; Man: his vanity as mortal; Mortality: of man; Saints: Reward at last

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