All Poems
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Psalm LXXIII: Now I'm Convinced the Lord Is Kind
© Isaac Watts
Now I 'm convinced the Lord is kind
To men of heart sincere;
Yet once my foolish thoughts repined,
And bordered on despair.
Psalm LXXII: Great God
© Isaac Watts
Great God, whose universal sway
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to thy Son,
Extend his power, exalt his throne.
Psalm III: My God, How Many Are My Fears
© Isaac Watts
My God, how many are my fears!
How fast my foes increase!
Conspiring my eternal death,
They break my present peace.
Psalm II: Why Did the Nations
© Isaac Watts
Why did the nations join to slay
The Lord's anointed Son?
Why did they cast His laws away
And tread His gospel down?
Psalm I: The Man Is Ever Blessed
© Isaac Watts
The man is ever bless'd
Who shuns the sinners' ways,
Among their councils never stands,
Nor takes the scorner's place;
Psalm 99 part 2
© Isaac Watts
Exalt the Lord our God,
And worship at his feet;
His nature is all holiness,
And mercy is his seat.
Psalm 99 part 1
© Isaac Watts
The God Jehovah reigns!
Let all the nations fear;
Let sinners tremble at his throne,
And saints be humble there.
Psalm 98 part 2
© Isaac Watts
Joy to the world! the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heav'n and nature sing.
Psalm 98 part 1
© Isaac Watts
To our Almighty Maker, God,
New honors be addressed;
His great salvation shines abroad,
And makes the nations blest.
Psalm 97 part 3
© Isaac Watts
Th' Almighty reigns exalted high
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky;
Though clouds and darkness veil his feet,
His dwelling is the mercy-seat.
Psalm 95
© Isaac Watts
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name,
And in his strength rejoice;
When his salvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice.
Psalm 94 part 1
© Isaac Watts
v.1,2,7-14
C. M.
Saints chastised, and sinners destroyed; or, Instructive afflictions.
Psalm 93
© Isaac Watts
Jehovah reigns; he dwells in light,
Girded with majesty and might:
The world, created by his hands,
Still on its first foundation stands.
Psalm 92 part 1
© Isaac Watts
Sweet is the work, my God, my King,
To praise thy name, give thanks and sing,
To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.
