Job 3
3
SONG 4
8,6,8,6
tune: Coleshill, 45; Rest, 91.
Job 3:17-20
17-20 How still and peaceful is the grave!
where, life’s vain tumults past,
Th’ appointed house, by Heav’n’s decree,
receives us all at last.
2 The wicked there from troubling cease,
their passions rage no more;
And there the weary pilgrim rests
from all the toils he bore.
3 There rest the pris’ners, now releas’d
from slav’ry’s sad abode;
No more they hear th’ oppressor’s voice,
or dread the tyrant’s rod.
4 There servants, masters, small and great,
partake the same repose;
And there, in peace, the ashes mix
of those who once were foes.
5 All, levell’d by the hand of Death,
lie sleeping in the tomb;
Till God in judgment calls them forth,
to meet their final doom.
Àwon tá yàn lọ́wọ́lọ́wọ́ báyìí:
Job 3: MP1781
Ìsàmì-sí
Pín
Daako
Ṣé o fẹ́ fi àwọn ohun pàtàkì pamọ́ sórí gbogbo àwọn ẹ̀rọ rẹ? Wọlé pẹ̀lú àkántì tuntun tàbí wọlé pẹ̀lú àkántì tí tẹ́lẹ̀
First published by the Church of Scotland in 1781.
Job 3
3
SONG 4
8,6,8,6
tune: Coleshill, 45; Rest, 91.
Job 3:17-20
17-20 How still and peaceful is the grave!
where, life’s vain tumults past,
Th’ appointed house, by Heav’n’s decree,
receives us all at last.
2 The wicked there from troubling cease,
their passions rage no more;
And there the weary pilgrim rests
from all the toils he bore.
3 There rest the pris’ners, now releas’d
from slav’ry’s sad abode;
No more they hear th’ oppressor’s voice,
or dread the tyrant’s rod.
4 There servants, masters, small and great,
partake the same repose;
And there, in peace, the ashes mix
of those who once were foes.
5 All, levell’d by the hand of Death,
lie sleeping in the tomb;
Till God in judgment calls them forth,
to meet their final doom.
Àwon tá yàn lọ́wọ́lọ́wọ́ báyìí:
:
Ìsàmì-sí
Pín
Daako
Ṣé o fẹ́ fi àwọn ohun pàtàkì pamọ́ sórí gbogbo àwọn ẹ̀rọ rẹ? Wọlé pẹ̀lú àkántì tuntun tàbí wọlé pẹ̀lú àkántì tí tẹ́lẹ̀
First published by the Church of Scotland in 1781.