Poems by John Newton
To The Afflicted, Tossed With Tempests And Not Comforted
... Though the mountains leave their place, ...
The Trembling Jailer
... Though their backs were torn by whips, ...
Prayer Answered By Crosses
... Cross'd all the fair designs I schem'd, ...
The Good Physician
... But this proved more distressing, ...
The Heart Taken
... This heart I bought with blood, he says, ...
Adam
... His heart, from God and truth, estranged, ...
Peter Released From Prison
... Touched, and called him by his name, ...
The Leper
... To him, though filled with shame and awe, ...
Looking Unto Jesus
... If pressed with griefs and cares before, ...
Time How Swift
... Thanks for mercies past receive, ...
Belshazzar
... But vengeance soon his boasts controlled, ...
The Two Malefactors
... Whom the scribes and priests abhorred ...
Smyrna
... Poor though thou art, despised and low, ...
Trust Of The Wicked, And The Righteous Compared
... Though gourds should wither, cisterns break, ...
The Blasted Fig-Tree
... Knowledge, and zeal, and gifts, and talk, ...
