I’m but a sojourner below,
As all my fathers were;
May I be well prepared to go,
When I the summons hear

Psalm 39 Poetry Part III
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I’m but a sojourner below,
As all my fathers were;
May I be well prepared to go,
When I the summons hear
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