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I Constant Care Will Take

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2757 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. I constant care will take, Lest sinful words they hear; My lips their silence shall not break While wicked men are near. 2. I dumb and silent stood, No words of mine were heard; I even refrained from speaking good, Till sorrow’s deeps were stirred. 3. My heart was all on fire, With burning thoughts suppressed; My tongue was loosed, my soul’s desire I then to God addressed. 4. My end, Lord, make me know, My days, how soon they fail; And to my thoughtful spirit show How weak I am and frail. 5. To Thy eternal thought My days are but a span; To Thee my years appear as naught, A breath at best is man. 6. Man lives in empty show, His anxious care is vain, He hoards his wealth, and does not know Who shall possess his gain. Languages: English Tune Title: AYLESBURY
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I constant care will take

Hymnal: The Psalter Hymnal #69 (1927) Languages: English Tune Title: AYLESBURY
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The Brevity of Human Life

Hymnal: The Psalter #105 (1912) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: I constant care will take Lyrics: 1 I constant care will take, Lest sinful words they hear; My lips their silence shall not break While wicked men are near. 2 I dumb and silent stood, No words of mine were heard; I e'en refrained from speaking good, Till sorrow's deeps were stirred. 3 My heart was all on fire, With burning tho'ts suppressed; My tongue was loosed, my soul's desire I then to God addressed. 4 My end, Lord, make me know, My days, how soon they fall; And to my thoughtful spirit show How weak I am and frail. 5 To Thy eternal thought My days are but a span; To Thee my years appear as nought, A breath at best is man. 6 Man lives in empty show, His anxious care is vain, He hoards his wealth, and does not know Who shall possess his gain. Topics: Death At Hand; Humility; Life Brevity and Uncertainty of; Life Sorrowful and Vain; Man Mortal and Frail; Old Age; Patience; Prayer Complaint in; Prayer Pleas in; Resignation; Self-Control; Vanity Of Men and Riches Scripture: Psalm 39 Languages: English Tune Title: AYLESBURY

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