While yet the ground I cumber

Verse 1
While yet the ground I cumber,
Spared by thy patient grace,
Teach me aright to number
My few, remaining days,
That wise unto salvation
I here may mortify
My every sense and passion,
And die, before I die.

Verse 2
Thy servant, Lord, inspire
With faith that works by love,
And set my soul on fire
With hope of joys above:
Anointed by thy Spirit
O let my spirit rise,
And seek, and strive t’ inherit
That kingdom in the skies.

Verse 3
To this my heart applying,
With all my gracious power,
I woud by daily dying
Anticipate the hour;
The hour of my dismission
With patient love attend,
Till in that Blisful Vision
Both faith and sufferings end.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “‘So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.’—[Ps.] 90:12.” This hymn appears in the 1783 manuscript “MS Scriptural Hymns.” This manuscript is part of the collection of the Methodist Archive and Research Centre in The John Rylands Library, The University of Manchester (accession number MA 1977/576, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 3). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 9 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1870), page 315.
Publishing: Public Domain