Poems by John Newton
The Worldling
... This night, vain fool, thy soul must pass ...
Peter Sinning And Repenting
... And cautions those who think they stand, ...
A Sick Soul
... It makes me deaf, and dumb, and blind, ...
Vanity Of Life
... The gourds, from which we look for fruit, ...
But One Loaf
... They oft his pow'r and love had known, ...
The Lord's Call To His Children
... Though filled with awe, before his throne ...
The Moon In Silver Glory Shone
... Fain would my thankful heart and lips ...
The Rebel's Surrender To Grace (Lord, What Wilt Thou Have Me to Do?)
... My will conformed to thine would move, ...
The Legion Dispossessed
... Satan, though thou fain wouldst have it, ...
The Ruler's Daughter Raised
... Still deferred it, till he thought her ...
Praise For The Incarnation
... " Lord, unloose my stamm'ring tongue, ...
The Lord Is My Portion
... Let worldlings then indulge their boast, ...
Amazing Grace
... Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, ...
Old-Testament Gospel
... Would teach the need of other blood, ...
The Woman Of Samaria
... at first Her zeal induced her to refuse ...
