Words: Brady and Tate, A New Version of the Psalms of David
1 Resolved to watch o'er all my ways, I kept my tongue, in awe; I curbed my hasty words wheu I the wicked prosp'rous saw. 2 Like one that's dumb I silent stood, and did my tongue refrain From good discourse; but that restraint increased my inward pain. 3 My heart did glow, which working thoughts did hot and restless make; And warm reflections fanned the fire, till thus at length I spake: 4 Lord, let me know my term of days, how soon my life will end; The num'rous train of ills disclose, which this frail state attend, 5 My life, thou know'st, is but a span, a cypher sums my years; And ev'ry man, in best estate, but vanity appears. 6 Man like a shadow vainly walks, with fruitless cares oppressed; He heaps up. wealth, but cannot tell by whom 'twill be possessed. 7 Why then should I on worthless toys with anxious care attend! On thee alone my steadfast hope shall ever, Lord, depend. 8,9 Forgive my sins, nor let me scorned by foolish sinners be; For I was dumb, and murmured not, because 'twas done by thee. 10 The dreadful burden of thy wrath in mercy soon remove; Lest my frail flesh too weak to bear the heavy load should prove. 11 For when thou chast'nest man for sin thou mak'st his beauty fade, (So vain a thing is he,) like cloth by fretting moths decayed. 12 Lord, hear my cry, accept my tears, and listen to my pray'r; Who sojourn like a stranger here, as all my fathers were. 13 O spare me yet a little time, my wasted strength restore; Before I vanish quite from hence, and shall be seen no more.