<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412947" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Psalm 39 part 3</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">v.9-13 <br>C. M.<br>Sick-bed devotion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God of my life, look gently down,<br>Behold the pains I feel;<br>But I am dumb before thy throne,<br>Nor dare dispute thy will.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Diseases are thy servants, Lord,<br>They come at thy command;<br>I'll not attempt a murm'ring word<br>Against thy chast'ning hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet I may plead with humble cries,<br>Remove thy sharp rebukes;<br>My strength consumes, my spirit dies,<br>Through thy repeated strokes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Crushed as a moth beneath thy hand,<br>We moulder to the dust;<br>Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand,<br>And all our beauty's lost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[This mortal life decays apace,<br>How soon the bubble's broke!<br>Adam and all his num'rous race<br>Are vanity and smoke.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm but a sojourner below,<br>As all my fathers were;<br>May I be well prepared to go,<br>When I the summons hear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But if my life be spared awhile,<br>Before my last remove,<br>Thy praise shall be my business still,<br>And I'll declare thy love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Watts">Isaac Watts</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412947" data-title="Psalm 39 part 3 de Isaac Watts" data-description="v.9-13 C. M. Sick-bed devotion. God of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murm'ring word ..."></div> </div> </div>

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