Poems begining by H
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Hymn 98
© Isaac Watts
How heavy is the night
That hangs upon our eyes,
Till Christ with his reviving light
Over our souls arise!
Hymn 97
© Isaac Watts
Buried in shadows of the night
We lie till Christ restores the light;
Wisdom descends to heal the blind,
And chase the darkness of the mind.
Hymn 96
© Isaac Watts
But few among the carnal wise,
But few of noble race,
Obtain the favor of thine eyes,
Almighty King of Grace.
Hymn 95
© Isaac Watts
Not all the outward forms on earth,
Nor rites that God has giv'n,
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth,
Can raise a soul to heav'n.
Hymn 94
© Isaac Watts
Vain are the hopes the sons of men
On their own works have built;
Their hearts by nature all unclean,
And all their actions guilt.
Hymn 93
© Isaac Watts
Thus saith the Wisdom of the Lord,
"Blest is the man that hears my word,
Keeps daily watch before my gates,
And at my feet for mercy waits.
Hymn 92
© Isaac Watts
Shall Wisdom cry aloud,
And not her speech be heard?
The voice of God's eternal Word,
Deserves it no regard?
Hymn 91
© Isaac Watts
Now in the heat of youthful blood
Remember your Creator God:
Behold, the months come hast'ning on,
When you shall say, "My joys are gone!"
Hymn 90
© Isaac Watts
Lo! the young tribes of Adam rise,
And through all nature rove
Fulfil the wishes of their eyes,
And taste the joys they love.
Hymn 9
© Isaac Watts
In vain we lavish out our lives
To gather empty wind;
The choicest blessings earth can yield
Will starve a hungry mind.
Hymn 89
© Isaac Watts
Ye sons of Adam, vain and young,
Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue,
Taste the delights your souls desire,
And give a loose to all your fire;
Hymn 88
© Isaac Watts
Life is the time to serve the Lord,
The time t' insure the great reward;
And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner may return.
Hymn 87
© Isaac Watts
Thus saith the high and lofty One:
"I sit upon my holy throne;
My name is God, I dwell on high,
Dwell in my own eternity.
Hymn 86
© Isaac Watts
How should the sons of Adam's race
Be pure before their God?
If he contend in righteousness,
We fall beneath his rod.
Hymn 85
© Isaac Watts
The Lord on high proclaims
His Godhead from his throne:
"Mercy and justice are the names
By which I will be known.
Hymn 84
© Isaac Watts
Jehovah speaks! let Isr'el hear;
Let all the earth rejoice and fear,
While God's eternal Son proclaims
His sovereign honors and his names.
Hymn 83
© Isaac Watts
Not from the dust affliction grows,
Nor troubles rise by chance;
Yet we are born to cares and woes;
A sad inheritance!
Hymn 82
© Isaac Watts
Shall the vile race of flesh and blood
Contend with their Creator God?
Shall mortal worms presume to be
More holy, wise, or just than he?
Hymn 81
© Isaac Watts
God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distill like early dew.
Hymn 80
© Isaac Watts
Thus far the Lord has led me on,
Thus far his power prolongs my days;
And every evening shall make known
Some fresh memorial of his grace.
