A47611:2068
Spiritual melody
Spiritual melody, containing near three hundred sacred hymns. By Benjamin Keach, author of Trhopolgia, pastor of the Church of Christ meeting on Horsly-down, Southwark
London: printed for John Hancock, 1691
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
2 So do our Days, our Months, and Years, Make haste to fly away, ⟨p. 290⟩Much like the Blossom he appears, Which quickly doth decay;
3 Or like the Flower in the Spring, Whose beauty's very rare; And as the Birds in Summer sing, We may our selves compare.
4 The glory of the Flowers fail, The Summer ends also; The Birds do then themselves bewail, And know not what to do.
5 The Blossom withers soon away, Like Jonah's Gourd 'tis gone; So we sprout up, and shall not stay, Our lives will soon be done.