The Poetical Works of Isaac Watts ...: Collated with the Best Editions, Bind 1–2J. Sharpe, 1807 |
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Side 103
... live ? ' Speak , are you strong to bear the load , The weighty vengeance of a God ? Which of you loves our wretched race , Or dares to venture in our place ? " In vain we ask for all around Stands silence through the heavenly ground ...
... live ? ' Speak , are you strong to bear the load , The weighty vengeance of a God ? Which of you loves our wretched race , Or dares to venture in our place ? " In vain we ask for all around Stands silence through the heavenly ground ...
Side 106
... tell How high our Great Deliverer reigns , Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell , And led the monster Death in chains . Say , live for ever , wondrous King ! Born 106 Book 1 . LYRIC POEMS , Christ dying, rising, and reigning.
... tell How high our Great Deliverer reigns , Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell , And led the monster Death in chains . Say , live for ever , wondrous King ! Born 106 Book 1 . LYRIC POEMS , Christ dying, rising, and reigning.
Side 107
Collated with the Best Editions Isaac Watts. Say , live for ever , wondrous King ! Born to redeem , and strong to save ! Then ask the monster , Where's his sting ? And where's thy victory , boasting Grave ? THE GOD OF THUNDER . O THE ...
Collated with the Best Editions Isaac Watts. Say , live for ever , wondrous King ! Born to redeem , and strong to save ! Then ask the monster , Where's his sting ? And where's thy victory , boasting Grave ? THE GOD OF THUNDER . O THE ...
Side 114
... lives a prey , And sweep the sailor's hopes away , Vain hopes , to reach their kindred on the shores ! Lo , the wild seas and surging waves Gape hideous in a thousand graves : Be still , ye floods , and know your bounds of sand , Ye ...
... lives a prey , And sweep the sailor's hopes away , Vain hopes , to reach their kindred on the shores ! Lo , the wild seas and surging waves Gape hideous in a thousand graves : Be still , ye floods , and know your bounds of sand , Ye ...
Side 115
... , and fill my vast desires , My soul pursues the sovereign good ; She was all made of heavenly fires , Nor can she live on meaner food . GOD ONLY KNOWN TO HIMSELF . STAND and adore ! Book 1 . 115 SACRED TO DEVOTION . The Farewell.
... , and fill my vast desires , My soul pursues the sovereign good ; She was all made of heavenly fires , Nor can she live on meaner food . GOD ONLY KNOWN TO HIMSELF . STAND and adore ! Book 1 . 115 SACRED TO DEVOTION . The Farewell.
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Side 207 - How much better thou'rt attended Than the- Son of God could be, When from heaven He descended And became a child like thee...
Side 183 - twill for ever be in vain To cry for pardon and for grace ; To wish I had my time again, Or hope to see my Maker's face.
Side 206 - How fine has the day been, how bright was the sun, How lovely and joyful the course that he run, Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun, And there followed some droppings of rain! But now the fair traveller's come to the west, H.is rays are all gold, and his beauties are best; He paints the sky gay as he sinks to his rest, And foretells a bright rising again.
Side 179 - ALMIGHTY GOD, thy piercing eye Strikes through the shades of night, And our most secret actions lie All open to thy sight. There's not a sin that we commit, Nor wicked word we say, But in thy dreadful book 'tis writ Against the judgment-day.
Side 171 - Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed, Where'er I turn mine eye ! If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky.
Side 106 - Such shall the noise be and the wild disorder, (If things eternal may be like these earthly) Such the dire terror, when the great Archangel Shakes the creation, Tears the strong pillars of the vault of heaven, Breaks up old marble, the repose of princes; See the graves open, and the bones arising, Flames all around 'em!
Side 186 - But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes. Let love through all your actions run, And all your words be mild; Live like the blessed Virgin's Son, That sweet and lovely child. His soul was gentle as a lamb; And as his stature grew, He grew in favour both with man, And God his Father too. Now Lord of all he reigns above, And from his heavenly throne, He sees what children dwell in love, And marks them for his own.
Side 108 - Seraphs, with elevated strains, Circle the throne around ; And move and charm the starry plains With an immortal sound.
Side 189 - HOW doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...
Side 189 - In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.