Spirit of the Psalms
Psalm 39
Charles H. Spurgeon
Behold, O Lord, my days are made
A handbreadth at the most;
Ere yet 'tis noon my flower must fade,
And I give up the ghost.
2 Then teach me, Lord, to know mine end,
And know that I am frail;
To heaven let all my thoughts ascend,
And let not earth prevail.
3 What is there here that I should wait,
My hope's in Thee alone;
When wilt Thou open glory's gate
And call me to Thy throne?
4 A stranger in this land am I,
A sojourner with Thee;
Oh be not silent at my cry,
But show Thyself to me.
5 Though I'm exiled from glory's land,
Yet not from glory's King;
My God is ever near at hand,
And therefore I will sing.
Charles H. Spurgeon, 1866.
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Poetry of the Psalms
The "Poetry of the Psalms" is a collection of poems expressing the struggles, fears, anger, joy and love revealed in the Psalms of the Bible. They were written over hundreds of years by various authors, including Isaac Watts, Charles Wesley, George Burgess, Charles Spurgeon, Abraham Coles, Augustus Toplady, Tate and Brady.
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