Power poems
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Hymn 57
© Isaac Watts
Backward with humble shame we look
On our original;
How is our nature dashed and broke
In our first father's fall!
Hymn 51
© Isaac Watts
To God the only wise,
Our Savior and our King,
Let all the saints below the skies
Their humble praises bring.
Hymn 48
© Isaac Watts
Awake, our souls; away, our fears,
Let every trembling thought begone;
Awake, and run the heav'nly race,
And put a cheerful courage on.
Hymn 46 part 1
© Isaac Watts
Father, how wide thy glories shine!
How high thy wonders rise!
Known through the earth by thousand signs,
By thousand through the skies.
Hymn 44
© Isaac Watts
With holy fear and humble song,
The dreadful God our souls adore;
Rev'rence and awe become the tongue
That speaks the terrors of his power.
Hymn 37 part 1
© Isaac Watts
The mighty frame of glorious grace,
That brightest monument of praise
That e'er the God of love designed,
Employs and fills my lab'ring mind.
Hymn 35 part 1
© Isaac Watts
Not by the laws of innocence
Can Adam's sons arrive at heav'n;
New works can give us no pretence
To have our ancient sins forgiv'n.
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 34 part 1
© Isaac Watts
What shall the dying sinner do
That seeks relief for all his woe?
Where shall the guilty conscience find
Ease for the torment of the mind?
Hymn 32
© Isaac Watts
Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?
And where's our courage fled?
Have restless sin and raging hell
Struck all our comforts dead?
Hymn 26
© Isaac Watts
Blest be the everlasting God,
The Father of our Lord;
Be his abounding mercy praised,
His majesty adored.
Hymn 25
© Isaac Watts
All mortal vanities, begone,
Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears;
Behold, amidst th' eternal throne,
A vision of the Lamb appears.
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 2
© Isaac Watts
What vain desires and passions vain
Attend this mortal clay!
Oft have they pierced my soul with pain,
And drawn my heart astray.
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 170
© Isaac Watts
[Can creatures to perfection find
Th' eternal, uncreated Mind?
Or can the largest stretch of thought
Measure and search his nature out?
Hymn 17
© Isaac Watts
O for an overcoming faith
To cheer my dying hours;
To triumph o'er the monster Death,
And all his frightful powers!
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.
