Almighty Maker of My Frame Ps 39 ST. CRISPIN—George Job Elvey Almighty Maker of My Frame 1 Almighty Maker of my frame, Teach me the measure of my days, Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant to thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span; A little point my life appears: How frail, at best, is dying man! How vain are all his hopes and fears! 3 Vain his ambition, noise, and show; Vain are the cares which rack his mind: He heaps up treasures, mixed with woe, And dies, and leaves