Lord, make me to know mine end
Lord, make me to know mine end
NS280
1
Lord, make me to know mine end,
And the measure of my days, what it is,
That I may know how frail I am,
How frail I am.
D
Lord, make me to
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know mine
Em-A
end,
And the
A7
measure of my
D
days, what it
A-Bm
is,
D
That I may
G-Em-A
know how
A7
frail I
D
am,
2
Behold, Thou hast made my days as an handbreadth;
And mine age is as nothing before Thee;
Verily every man at his best state,
Is altogether vanity. Selah.
D
Behold, Thou hast
G
made my
Em
days as an
A
handbreadth;
And mine
A7
age is as
D
nothing before
A-Bm
Thee;
D
Verily
G
every
Em
man at his
A
best state,
Is
A7
altogether
D
vani
D-G
ty. Se
D
lah.
3
Surely every man walketh in a vain show;
Surely they are disquieted in vain;
He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not
Who shall gather them.
Bm
Surely every man walketh in a
G♭
vain show;
Bm
Surely they are disquieted in
G♭
vain;
He
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heapeth up riches, and
D
knoweth
Bm
not
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Who shall
E7
gather
A
them.
4
And now, Lord, what wait I for?
My hope is in Thee.
Now Lord, what wait I for?
My hope is in Thee.
My hope is in Thee.
A
And
D
now, Lord, what
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wait I
Em-A
for?
My
A7
hope is in
D-A-Bm
Thee.
D
Now Lord, what
G
wait I
Em-A
for?