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  • Shirley Chacko
    Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame; I would survey life s narrow space, And learn how frail I am. A span is all that we can boast; How
    Message 1 of 2 , Apr 5, 2005
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      Teach me the measure of my days,
      Thou Maker of my frame;
      I would survey life's narrow space,
      And learn how frail I am.

      A span is all that we can boast;
      How short, how fleet our time!
      Man is but vanity and dust,
      In all his flower and prime.

      See the vain race of mortals move
      Like shadows on the plain;
      They rage and strive, desire and love,
      But all their noise is vain.

      Some walk in honor's gaudy show,
      Some dig for golden ore;
      They toil for heirs they know not who,
      And straight are seen no more.

      What should I wish for wait for then,
      From creatures, earth, or dust?
      They make our expectations vain,
      And disappoint our trust.

      Now I forbid my carnal hope,
      My fond desires recall;
      My mortal interest I give up,
      And make my God my all.
      From Psalm 39:4-7
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