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The Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts

Author: Isaac Watts
Publisher: Grand Rapids, MI: Christian Classics Ethereal Library, 1806
Language: English
Notes: The complete book can be downloaded at http://www.ccel.org/ccel/watts/psalmshymns.html
#TextTuneText InfoTune InfoTextScorePage ScanAudio
I.46.1Father, how wide thy glories shine!Text
I.46.2Awake, my zeal; awake, my loveText
I.47Must friends and kindred droop and dieText
I.48Awake, our souls; away, our fearsText
I.49How strong thine arm is, mighty God!Text
I.50Now be the God of Isr'el blessedText
I.51To God the only wiseText
I.52'Twas the commission of our LordText
I.53God, who in various methods toldText
I.54Jesus, we bless thy Father's nameText
I.55When we are raised from deep distressText
I.56We sing the glories of thy loveText
I.57Backward with humble shame we lookText
I.58Let mortal tongues attempt to singText
I.59In Gabriel's hand a mighty stoneText
I.60Our souls shall magnify the LordText
I.61Now to the Lord, that makes us knowText
I.62Come, let us join our cheerful songsText
I.63What equal honors shall we bringText
I.64Behold what wondrous graceText
I.65Let the seventh angel sound on highText
I.66Let him embrace my soul, and proveText
I.67Thou whom my soul admires aboveText
I.68Behold the Rose of Sharon hereText
I.69The voice of my Beloved soundsText
I.70Hark! the Redeemer from on highText
I.71Often I seek my Lord by nightText
I.72Daughters of Zion, come, beholdText
I.73Kind is the speech of Christ our LordText
I.74We are a garden walled aroundText
I.75The wond'ring world inquires to knowText
I.76When strangers stand and hear me tellText
I.77Now in the galleries of his graceText
I.78Who is this fair one in distressText
I.79God of the morning! at whose voiceText
I.80Thus far the Lord has led me onText
I.81God, how endless is thy love!Text
I.82Shall the vile race of flesh and bloodText
I.83Not from the dust affliction growsText
I.84Jehovah speaks! let Isr'el hearText
I.85The Lord on high proclaimsText
I.86How should the sons of Adam's raceText
I.87Thus saith the high and lofty One:Text
I.88Life is the time to serve the LordText
I.89Ye sons of Adam, vain and youngText
I.90Lo! the young tribes of Adam riseText
I.91Now in the heat of youthful bloodText
I.92Shall Wisdom cry aloudText
I.93Thus saith the Wisdom of the LordText
I.94Vain are the hopes the sons of menText
I.95Not all the outward forms on earthText
I.96But few among the carnal wiseText
I.97Buried in shadows of the nightText
I.98How heavy is the nightText
I.99Vain are the hopes that rebels placeText
I.100Not to condemn the sons of menText
I.101Who can describe the joys that riseText
I.102Blest are the humble souls that seeText
I.103I'm not ashamed to own my LordText
I.104Not the malicious or profaneText
I.105Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heardText
I.106Shall we go on to sinText
I.107Deceived by subtle snares of hellText
I.108Now with our mortal eyesText
I.109No more, my God, I boast no moreText
I.110There is a house not made with handsText
I.111Lord, we confess our num'rous faultsText
I.112So did the Hebrew prophet raiseText
I.113How large the promise, how divineText
I.114Gentiles by nature, we belongText
I.115Lord, how secure my conscience wasText
I.116Thus saith the first, the great commandText
I.117Behold the potter and the clayText
I.118The law by Moses cameText
I.119Christ and his cross is all our themeText
I.120Faith is the brightest evidenceText
I.121Thus saith the mercy of the LordText
I.122Do we not know that solemn wordText
I.123Behold the wretch whose lust and wineText
I.124Deep in the dust before thy throneText
I.125With joy we meditate the graceText
I.126Not diff'rent food, or diff'rent dressText
I.127Come hither, all ye weary soulsText
I.128O preach my gospel, saith the LordText
I.129Saints, at your heav'nly Father's wordText
I.130Now by the bowels of my GodText
I.131Behold how sinners disagreeText
I.132O let our lips and lives expressText
I.133Let Pharisees of high esteemText
I.134Had I the tongues of Greeks and JewsText
I.135Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwellText
I.136God is a Spirit, just and wiseText
I.137Now to the power of God supremeText
I.138Firm as the earth thy gospel standsText
I.139How oft have sin and Satan stroveText
I.140Mistaken souls, that dream of heav'nText
I.141Who has believed thy wordText
I.142Like sheep we went astrayText
I.143So new-born babes desire the breastText
I.144Why should the children of a KingText

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