Think, Mighty God, on Feeble Man

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Lyrics from A Collection of Sacred Hymns, for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, 1841

Hymn 212
6-8s.
1. Think, mighty God, on feeble man,
How few his hours—how short his span!
Short from the cradle to the grave;
Who can secure his vital breath
Against the bold demands of death,
With skill to fly—or pow'r to save?

2. Lord, shall it be forever said,
"The race of man was only made
For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?"
Are not thy servants, day by day
Sent to their graves, and turned, to clay?
Lord, where's thy kindness to the just?

3. Hast thou not promised to thy Son,
And all his seed, a heavenly crown?
But flesh and sense indulge despair:
Forever blessed be the Lord,
That faith can read his holy word,
And find resurrection there.

4. Forever blessed be the Lord,
Who gives his saints a long reward
For all their toil, reproach, and pain:
Let all below, and all above,
Join to proclaim thy wondrous love,
And each repeat his loud Amen.