1 Now let our faith grow strong, and rise,
And view our Lord in all his love;
Look back to hear his dying cries,
Then mount and see his throne above.
2 See where he languish'd on the cross;
Beneath our sins he groan'd and dy'd;
See where he sits to plead our cause
By his Almighty Father's side.
3 If we behold his bleeding heart,
There love in floods of sorrow reigns;
He triumphs o'er the killing smart,
And seals our pleasure with his pains.
4 Or if we climb th' eternal hills
Where the dear Conqueror sits enthron'd;
Still in his heart compassion dwells,
Near the memorials of his wound.
5 How shall vile pardon'd rebels show
How much they love their dying God
Lord, here we'd banish every foe,
We hat the sins that cost thy blood.
6 Commerce, no more, we hold with hell,
Our dearest lusts shall all depart;
But let thine image ever dwell
Stampt as a seal on every heart.
Source: A Selection of Hymns: from the best authors, intended to be an appendix to Dr. Watt's psalms and hymns. (1st Am. ed.) #CDLXXX
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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