Mine End and Measure of My Days ST. AGNES—John Bacchus Dykes Mine End and Measure of My Days 1 Mine end and measure of my days, O Lord, unto me show, What is the same; that I hereby My frailty well may know. 2 Lo, thou hast made my days a span, As nothing are my years; Before thy sight, each man at best But vanity appears: 3 Yea, each man walks in empty show; They vex themselves in vain; He heaps up wealth, and knoweth not To whom is shall pertain. 4 And now, O Lord, what wait I for? My hope