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1THEE we adore, eternal name! And humbly own to thee, How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms we be! 2Our wasting lives grow shorter still, As days and months increase; And every beating pulse we tell Leaves but the number less. 3The year roll round, and steals away The breath that first it gave; Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We are travelling to the grave. 4Dangers stand thick through all the ground, To push us to the tomb; And fierce diseases wait around, To hurry mortals home. 5Great God! on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things; The eternal states of all the dead Upon life's feeble strings! 6Infinite joy, or endless woe, Depends on every breath; And yet how unconcerned we go Upon the brink of death! 7Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, To walk this dangerous road! And if our souls be hurried hence, May they be found with God!

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