HYMN 24 The rich sinner dying. Psalm 49:6:9; Ecclesiastes 8:8; Job 3:14:15.

The rich sinner dying. Psa.49:6,9; Eccl.8:8; Job 3:14,15.

In vain the wealthy mortals toil,

And heap their shining dust in vain,

Look down and scorn the humble poor,

And boast their lofty hills of gain.

Their golden cordials cannot ease

Their pained hearts or aching heads,

Nor fright nor bribe approaching death

From glitt'ring roofs and downy beds.

The ling'ring, the unwilling soul

The dismal summons must obey,

And bid a long, a sad farewell

To the pale lump of lifeless clay.

Thence they are huddled to the grave,

Where kings and slaves have equal thrones;

Their bones without distinction lie

Amongst the heap of meaner bones.