1 My God, my everlasting hope,
I live upon Thy truth;
Thine hands have held my childhood up,
And strengthened all my youth.
2 My flesh was fashioned by Thy power,
With all these limbs of mine;
And from my mother's painful hour,
I've been entirely Thine.
3 Still has my life new wonders seen
Repeated every year;
Behold, my days that yet remain,
I trust them to Thy care.
4 Cast me not off when strength declines,
When graying hairs arise;
And round me let Thy glory shine,
When'er Thy servant dies.
5 Then, in the hist'ry of my age,
When men review my days,
They'll read Thy love in every page,
In every line Thy praise.
Source: Psalms of Grace #71a
Isaac Watts was the son of a schoolmaster, and was born in Southampton, July 17, 1674. He is said to have shown remarkable precocity in childhood, beginning the study of Latin, in his fourth year, and writing respectable verses at the age of seven. At the age of sixteen, he went to London to study in the Academy of the Rev. Thomas Rowe, an Independent minister. In 1698, he became assistant minister of the Independent Church, Berry St., London. In 1702, he became pastor. In 1712, he accepted an invitation to visit Sir Thomas Abney, at his residence of Abney Park, and at Sir Thomas' pressing request, made it his home for the remainder of his life. It was a residence most favourable for his health, and for the prosecution of his literary… Go to person page >
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