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HEAR THIS, ALL YOU PEOPLES

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Hear this, all you peoples; listen, all who in the whole world dwell.

Songbook: Trinity Psalter Hymnal 2018

Page Number: 49

Song Key: G minor

Language: English

Authors: OPC/URCNA 2016

Tune Name: EIFIONYDD

Themes: Psalm 49

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1.Hear this, all you peoples; listen,
all who in the whole world dwell.
Low and high, both rich and needy,
hear the message I will tell.
From my heart comes understanding,
I speak wisdom from my mouth.
I will listen to a proverb;
myst’ries on my harp expound.

2.Why should I fear days of evil,
when the wicked hem me in—
those who boast of great possessions?
Trusting in their wealth, they sin.
Surely none can pay the ransom
price to save a soul from death;
none can give to God the ransom,
none can buy another’s breath.

3.Ransom for a life is costly—
none sufficient price can pay,
so that one should live immortal,
free forever from decay.
For we see that life is ending;
wise and foolish, all will die.
They must leave their wealth to others;
none can death’s demand defy.

4.Graves will be their homes forever,
generations there remain,
though they owned, while they were living,
lands to which they gave their name.
Man despite his wealth is mortal;
like the beasts, he fades away.
Thus the self-assured will perish,
though renowned for what they say.

5.Death will be their guiding shepherd;
they, like sheep, will meet their fate.
In the grave their forms will perish,
far from where they lived in state.
But the upright ones will rule them,
once the morning light has come.
God will from the grave redeem me,
take me from the mighty tomb.

6.Do not quake before a rich man,
though he has much wealth in store,
though the glory of his dwelling
still increases more and more.
When he dies, he’ll carry nothing;
glory won’t with him descend,
though he counts himself as blessed
while on earth his days he spends.

7. Though men praise you when you prosper,
when you for yourself do well,
yet to fathers gone before him
he will go and with them dwell.
He will never see the sunlight,
ne’er again see light of day.
Those with wealth and no discernment
like the beasts will pass away.

Composer: John Ambrose Lloyd, 1815-1874

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