Isaac Watts (28) Blessings abound wherever He reigns; the prisoner leaps to loose his chains.
Thy word is everlasting truth; How pure is every page! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age.
But lips that dare be so profane To mock, and jeer, and scoff At holy things, or holy men, The Lord shall cut them off.
We can never be too frequent or too solemn in the general surrender of our souls to God
We long to see thy churches full, That all the chosen race May with one voice and heart and soul Sing thy redeeming grace.
Must I be carried to the skies On flow'ry beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas?
Let us sing unto the Lord a new song. It is a holy duty to sing praises to God, with understanding and with the heart, for this is a part of the worship of the true God.
There's not a plant or flower below, But makes Thy glories known, And clouds arise, and tempests blow, By order from Thy throne.
The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord, In every star Thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold Thy Word, We read Thy Name in fairer lines.
Thy best life now is to live upon the promise.
Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day
Salvation is all of grace, and that grace is sovereign, discriminating, and distinguishing
Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound.
New Quotes Darkness and doubts had veiled my mind, And drowned my head in tears, Till sovereign grace with shining rays Dispelled my gloomy fears.
Alas! and did my Savior bleed, and did my Sovereign die! Would he devote that sacred head for such a worm as I?
He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found
The volume of my Father's Grace does all my griefs assuage.
Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home.
What bliss will fill the ransomed souls — when they in glory dwell, to see the sinner as he rolls — in quenchless flames of Hell!
The Word of God and the grace of Christ in the promises are our daily support, and the constant nourishment of our souls.
Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, Obey the anointed Lord, Adore the King of heavenly birth, And tremble at his Word. With humble love address his throne; For if he frown, ye die: Those are secure, and those alone, Who on his grace rely.
Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same.
Why was I made to hear your voice, And enter while there's room, When thousands make a wretched choice, And rather starve than come?
The hill of Zion yields a thousand sacred sweets before we reach the heav'nly fields, or walk the golden street
Religion was never designed To make our pleasures less.
Do not entertain any hard thoughts of God, or of his ways because his people are persecuted for them. For Jesus Christ himself was persecuted to death.
When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.
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