Love poems
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Hymn 36
© Isaac Watts
O 'tis a lovely thing to see
A man of prudent heart,
Whose thoughts, and lips, and life agree
To act a useful part.
Hymn 34 part 2
© Isaac Watts
Jesus, thy blessings are not few,
Nor is thy gospel weak;
Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew,
And bow th' aspiring Greek.
Hymn 33
© Isaac Watts
Shall atheists dare insult the cross
Of our Redeemer, God?
Shall infidels reproach his laws,
Or trample on his blood?
Hymn 31 part 1
© Isaac Watts
When the Eternal bows the skies
To visit earthly things,
With scorn divine he turns his eyes
From towers of haughty kings.
Hymn 30
© Isaac Watts
In thine own ways, O God of love,
We wait the visits of thy grace,
Our soul's desire is to thy name,
And the remembrance of thy face.
Hymn 27
© Isaac Watts
[Death may dissolve my body now,
And bear my spirit home;
Why do my minutes move so slow,
Nor my salvation come?
Hymn 23 part 2
© Isaac Watts
Must all the charms of nature, then,
So hopeless to salvation prove?
Can hell demand, can heav'n condemn,
The man whom Jesus deigns to love?
Hymn 23
© Isaac Watts
Descend from heav'n, immortal Dove,
Stoop down and take us on thy wings,
And mount and bear us far above
The reach of these inferior things:
Hymn 22 part 1
© Isaac Watts
Jesus, our Savior and our God,
Arrayed in majesty and blood,
Thou art our life; our souls in thee
Possess a full felicity.
Hymn 22
© Isaac Watts
Terrible God, that reign'st on high,
How awful is thy thund'ring hand!
Thy fiery bolts, how fierce they fly!
Nor can all earth or hell withstand.
Hymn 20
© Isaac Watts
Awake, my heart; arise, my tongue,
Prepare a tuneful voice;
In God, the life of all my joys,
Aloud will I rejoice.
Hymn 2
© Isaac Watts
Ere the blue heav'ns were stretched abroad,
From everlasting was the Word:
With God he was; the Word was God,
And must divinely be adored.
Hymn 169
© Isaac Watts
The Divine Perfections.The Lord Jehovah reigns,
His throne is built on high;
The garments he assumes
Are light and majesty:
Hymn 168
© Isaac Watts
Jehovah reigns, his throne is high,
His robes are light and majesty;
His glory shines with beams so bright,
No mortal can sustain the sight.
Hymn 167
© Isaac Watts
Great God! thy glories shall employ
My holy fear, my humble joy;
My lips in songs of honor bring
Their tribute to th' eternal King.
Hymn 165
© Isaac Watts
Long have I sat beneath the sound
Of thy salvation, Lord;
But still how weak my faith is found,
And knowledge of thy word!
Hymn 161
© Isaac Watts
Strait is the way, the door is strait,
That leads to joys on high;
'Tis but a few that find the gate,
While crowds mistake, and die.
Hymn 16 Part 2
© Isaac Watts
Lord, what a heav'n of saving grace
Shines through the beauties of thy face,
And lights our passions to a flame!
Lord, how we love thy charming name!
Hymn 159
© Isaac Watts
[Great King of glory and of grace,
We own, with humble shame,
How vile is our degen'rate race,
And our first father's name.]
Hymn 157
© Isaac Watts
Now Satan comes with dreadful roar
And threatens to destroy;
He worries whom he can't devour
With a malicious joy.
