Great poems
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Psalm 19 part 1
© Isaac Watts
Behold, the lofty sky
Declares its Maker God,
And all his starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad.
Psalm 19
© Isaac Watts
THE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord,
In every star thy wisdom shines
But when our eyes behold thy word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.
Psalm 147 part 2
© Isaac Watts
O Britain, praise thy mighty God,
And make his honors known abroad,
He bid the ocean round thee flow;
Not bars of brass could guard thee so.
Psalm 147 part 1
© Isaac Watts
Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
Psalm 145
© Isaac Watts
My God, my King, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue
Till death and glory raise the song.
Psalm 14 part 2
© Isaac Watts
Are sinners now so senseless grown
That they the saints devour?
And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power?
Psalm 139 part 2
© Isaac Watts
'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came,
A work of such a curious frame
In me thy fearful wonders shine,
And each proclaims thy skill divine.
Psalm 139 part 1
© Isaac Watts
Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through,
Thine eye commands with piercing view
My rising and my resting hours,
My heart and flesh with all their powers.
Psalm 136
© Isaac Watts
Give thanks to God the sovereign Lord;
His mercies still endure;
And be the King of kings adored;
His truth is ever sure.
Psalm 135 part 2
© Isaac Watts
v.5-12
L. M.
The works of creation, providence, redemption of Israel, and destruction of enemies.
Psalm 135
© Isaac Watts
Awake, ye saints; to praise your King,
Your sweetest passions raise,
Your pious pleasure, while you sing,
Increasing with the praise.
Psalm 130
© Isaac Watts
Out of the deeps of long distress,
The borders of despair,
I sent my cries to seek thy grace,
My groans to move thine ear.
Psalm 126
© Isaac Watts
When God restored our captive state,
Joy was our song, and grace our theme;
The grace beyond our hopes so great
That joy appeared a painted dream.
Psalm 119 part 7
© Isaac Watts
Let all the heathen writers join
To form one perfect book;
Great God! if once compared with thine,
How mean their writings look!
Psalm 119 part 1
© Isaac Watts
Blest are the undefiled in heart,
Whose ways are right and clean;
Who never from thy law depart,
But fly from every sin.
