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Divine and moral songs

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Divine and moral songs
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Watt's divine and moral songs
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Watts, Isaac, 1674-1748
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DIVINE AND MORAL
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BY THE

REV. ISAAC WATTS, D.D.
A New Llustrated Boittorw.

: LONDON :
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CONTENTS.

DIVINE SONGS.
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A General Song of Praise to God er ; ao es A 1
Praise for Creation and Providence . ; x Eset ty ; > pees:
Praise to God for our Redemption . : ete w riie eb
Praise for Mercies Spiritual and Temporal . sia tee AG Fe
Praise for Birth and Education in aChristian Land . . . 12

Praise for the Gospel . Coie ; ee aS. . Ib
The Excellency of the Bible. : ss . 5 i : cy be
Praise to God for Learning to Read . eet NED cdg ese k ae w pe ee
The All-seeing God. : Ree beers tear as 7 et
Solemn Thoughts of God and Death ates Fa ays ‘. soa
Heaven and Hell. ; 3 ; Z . Beet 2g ~ 729

The Advantages of Early Pelion Sets Ame ero tet Se OF
The Danger of Delay . Rees ee eels aye one eee |
Examples of Early Piety . ; A : : : : : 78

Against Lying . ocr in Austen ee so OO
Against Quarrelling dl Fighting eee ns Gee Ae is 49
Love between Brothers and Sisters. . . . . ; . 44
Against Scoffing and Calling Names. 5 a 4
Against ‘Swearing, Cursing, and taking God's Namen in Vv ain -
Against Idleness and Mischief . ; i . . aes he
Against Evil Company ‘ 3 é ; : ‘ ‘ 65
Against Pride in Clothest<.> 53. a ae cee ee OF



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A Morning Song re eee ry rer ere ea
An Evening Song Se ge es er ee ee 66
For the Lord’s Day Morniug.° 3 Ss GS
For the Lord’s Day Evening . : i : ; ee . 70

The Ten Commandments . : : 5 ele
The Sum of the Commandments, out of ie New iiectantene Silos
Our Saviour’s Golden Ruie ie ee aie
Duty to God and our Neighbour hee : : : ed
The Hosanna; or, Salvation ascribed to Christ : ee 2110:
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The Cradle Hymn : : fo, : ee ries oe GD

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As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed

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Thus he wastes half his days, and his se
without number :

And when he gets up, he sits folding his
hands,

Or walks about saunt’ring, or trifling he
stands.

I pass’d by his garden,and saw the wild brier,

The thorn, and the thistle grow broader and
higher :

‘The clothes that hang on him are turning to
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— SONGS. - 85

And his ‘money still wastes, ‘til he starves
| or he begs.

I made him a visit, still hoping to find

He had took better care for improving his
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He told me his dreams, talk’d of eating and |

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But he scarce reads his Bible, at never
loves thinking.

Said I then to my heart, “ Here’s a lesson
for me,

This man ’s but a eae of what I might be;

But. thanks to my friends for their care m
my breeding, |

Who taught me betimes to love working

and reading.”





Innocent Play.

BROAD in the meadows, to see the
young lambs

Run sporting about by the side of their dams,
With fleeces so clean and so white;

Or a nest of young doves, in a large open cage,

When they play all in love, without anger

or rage:
How much may we learn from the sight!



MORAL SONGS. 87

If we had been ducks, we might dabble in
mud, oe Pa
Or dogs, we might play till it ended in blood ;
So foul and so fierce are their natures:
But Thomas and William, and such pretty
names,
Should be cleanly and harmless as doves or
as lambs,
Those lovely sweet innocent creatures.

Not a thing that we do, nor a word that we
say,

Should injure another in jesting or play ;

_ For he’s still in earnest that’s hurt : |

How rude are the boys that throw pebbles
and mire !

There ’s none but a madman will fling about
fire,

And tell you, “Tis all but in sport.”

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The Rose.

OW fair is the rose! What a beautiful
flower !
The glory of April and May ;
But the leaves are beginning to fade in an
hour,

And they wither and die in a day.



MORAL SONGS. 89

Yet the rose has one powerful virtue to
boast,
Above all the flowers of the field :
When its leaves are all dead, and fine ~
colours are lost,
Still how sweet a perfume it will yield !

So frail is the youth and beauty of men,
Though they bloom ‘and look gay like a
rose ;
But all our fond care to preserve them is
vain— my |
‘Time kills them as fast as he goes.

Then I'll not be proud of my youth or my
beauty,
Since both of them wither and fade ;
But gain a good name by well doing my
duty :
This will scent like a rose when I’m dead.
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Hands were made for honest labour,
Not to plunder or to steal.

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All that ’s ever got by thieving
Turns to sorrow, shame, and pain.

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Have not Eve and Adam taught us
Their sad profit to compute ;

To what dismal state they brought us,
When they stole forbidden fruit ?

Oft we see a young beginner
Practise little piliermg ways,
Till grown up a harden’d sinner,

Then the gallows\ends his days.

Theft will not be always hidden,

- Though we fancy none can spy :

When we take a thing forbidden,
God beholds it with His eye.

Guard my heart, O God of heaven,
Lest I covet what ’s not mine ;
Lest I take what is not given,
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We tread them to dust, and a troop of
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MORAL SONGS. 93

Without our regard or concern :
Yet, wise as we are, if we went to their
school,
There ’s many a sluggard and many a fool
Some lessons of wisdom might learn.

‘They wear not their time out in sleeping
or play,
But gather up corn on a sunshiny day,
And for winter they lay up their stores ;
They manage their work in such regular’
forms, .
One would think they ee all the frost
and the storms,
And so brought their food within doors.

But I have less sense than a poor creeping
ant,

If I take not. good care of the ane I
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94 — WATTS’S HYMNS.

Nor provide against dangers im time ;
When death or old age shall once stare in
= my dace, |
What a wretch shall I be in the end of my
days,
If I trifle away all their prime!

Now, now, while my strength and my
youth are in bloom,
Let me think what shall serve me when
sickness shall come,
And pray that my sins be forgiven:
Let me read in good books, and believe,
and obey ;
That when death turns me out of ‘ls
cottage of clay,
I may dwell in a palace in heaven.





Good Resolutions.

HOUGH I’m now in younger days,
Nor can tell what shall befall me,
I’ll prepare for every place —
Where my growing age shall call me.

Should I e’er be rich or great,
Others shall partake my goodness :

I'll supply the poor with meat,
Never showing scorn or rudeness.



96 WATTS’S HYMNS.

Where I see the blind or lame,
Deaf or dumb, I'll kindly treat them:
I deserve to feel the same,
If I mock, or hurt, or cheat them.

If I meet with railing tongues,

Why should I return their railing? ~
Since I best revenge my wrongs,

By my patience never failing.

~ When I hear them ons hes,
Talking foolish, cursing, swearing ;

First I Il strive to make heen wise,
Or [’ll soon go out of hearing.

What though I be low and mean,
I'll engage the rich to love me ;
While I’m modest, neat, and clean,
_ And submit when they reprove me.



MORAL SONGS. 9?

If I should be poor and sick,

_ I shall meet, I hope, with pity ;

Since I love to help the weak,
Though they ‘re neither fair nor witty.

I'll not willingly offend, |
Nor be easily offended ;
- What ’s amiss [ ’Il strive to mend,
— And endure what can’t be mended.

May I be so watchful still

O’er my humours and my passion,
As to speak and do no ill,

Though it should be all the fashion.

Wicked fashions lead to hell,
_ Ne’er may I be found complying ;
But in life behave so well,

Not to be afraid of dying.





















Summer Hvening.

OW 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 follow’d some droppings of

rain :



MORAL SONGS. | 99

But now the fair traveller comes to the west,
His rays are all gold, and his beautics are
best ; | |
He paints the sky gay as he smks to his
rests
And foretells a bright rising again.

Just such is the Christian: his course he
begins
hike the sun in a inist, while he mourns for
his sins,
And melts into tears; then he breaks out
and shines,
And travels his heavenly way :
But when he comes nearer to finish his race,
Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in
“grace,
And gives a sure hope, at the end of his
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That I am brought to know
The danger I was in;

By nature, and by practice too,
A wretched slave to sin:

That I am led to see
I can do nothing well ;

And whither shall a sinner flee,
'T'o save himself from hell ?

Dear Lord, this book of Thine
Informs me where to go,

For grace to pardon all my sin,
And make me holv too.

Here I can read and learn
How Christ, the Son of God,
Did undertake our great concern :
Our ransom cost His blood.





DIVINE SONGS. 66

Let the sweet work of prayer and praise
Employ my youngest breath ;

Thus I’m prepared for longer days,
Or fit for early death.



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Then let me always watch my lips,
Lest I be struck to death and hell;
Since God a book of reckoning keeps
For every lie that children tell.





48 WATTS’S HYMNS.

And he’s in danger of hell-fire,
That calls his brother fool.

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.

When children, in their wanton play, |
Served old Elisha so;

And bade the prophet go his way :—
‘Go up, thou bald-head, go!”

God quickly stopp’d their wicked breath,
And sent two raging bears,

That tore them limb from limb to death,
With blood, and groans, and tears.

Great God, how terrible art Thou
T’o sinners e’er so young ! -



DIVINE SONGS. -48

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.



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The Advantages of Early Religion.

(J APPY the child whose youngest years
Receive instruction well ;

‘Who hates the sinner’s path, and fears
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The Excellency of the Bible.
REAT God, with wonder and with praise
On all Thy works I look ;
But still Thy wisdom, power, and grace,
Shine brightest in Thy book.

The stars that in their courses roll
Have much instruction given ;
But Thy good word informs my soul

How I may climb to heaven.



WATTS’S HYMNS.

Lo! He slumbers in the manger,
‘Where the horned oxen fed !—
Peace, my darling, here’s no danger,

There ’s no ox a-near thy bed.

“T'was to save thee, child, from dying,
Save my dear from burning flame,

_ Bitter groans and endless crying,

_ That thy bless’d Redeemer came

May’st thou jive to know and fear Him,
Trust and love Him all thy days;

Then go dwell for ever near Him,
See His face, and sing His praise.

: I could sive thee thousand kisses,

_ Hoping what I most desire ;

Not a mother’s fondest wishes
Can to greater joys aspire.





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: HOU shalt have no other gods but me;
Before no idol bow thy knee ;
Take not the name of God in vain;
4 Nor dare the Sabbath day profane ;
5 Give both thy parents honour due ;
6 Take heed that thou no murder do;



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REAT God, to thee my voice I raise
‘To Thee my youngest hours belong
I would begin my life with praise,
Till growing years improve the song.

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40 WATTS’S HYMNS.

But liars we can never trust, 7
Tho’ they should speak the thing that’s true :
And he that does one fault at first,

And lies to hide it, makes it two.

Have we not known, nor heard, nor read,
How God abhors deceit and wrong ?
How Ananias was struck dead,

Caught with a lie upon his tongue?

So did his wife Sapphira die,

When she came in, and grew so bold
As to confirm the wicked lie

That just before her husband told.

The Lord delights in them that speak
The words of truth; but every liar
Must have his portion ix the lake

That burns with brimstcne and with fire.



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lo north or southward, there it lies;
So man departs to heaven or hell,
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Love between Brothers and Sisters.

HATEVER brawls disturb the street,
There should be peace at home ;
Where sisters dwell, and brothers meet,
@uarrels should never come. |



DIVINE SONGS. 65

When from the chambers of the east
His morning race begins,
He never tires nor stops to rest,
_ But round the world he shines.

So, like the sun, would I fulfil

The business of the day :
Begin my work betimes, and still
_ March on my heavenly way.

Give me, O Lord, Thine early grace,
Nor let my soul complain,

That the young morning of my days
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HE praises of my tongue
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That I was taught, and learn’d so young,
To read His holy word:



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And yet how wicked children dare

Abuse Thy dreadful, glorious name!

And when they ‘re angry, how they swear,
And curse their fellows, and blaspheme !

How will they stand before Thy face,
Who treated Thee with such disdain,
While Thou shalt doom them to the place
Of everlasting fire and pain!

Then never shall one cooling drop

To quench their burning tongues be given ;
But I will praise Thee here, and hope
Thus to employ my tongue in heaven.

My heart shall be in pain to hear
Wretches affront the Lord above:

"Tis that great God whose power I fear,
That heavenly Father whom I love.



80 | WATTS’S HYMNS.

How much better thou ‘rt attended
Than the Son of God could be,
When from heaven He descended, —
And became a child like thee !

Soft and easy is thy cradle ;
Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay,
When His birth-place was a stable
And His softest bed was hay.

Blessed babe! what glorious features!
Spotless fair, divinely bright! —

Must He dwell with brutal creatures ?
How could angels bear the sight? _

Was there nothing but a manger
Cursed sinners could afford
To receive the heavenly Stranger P—

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The Danger of Delay.

HY should I say, “Tis yet too soon
‘To seek for heaven, or think of death 2”
A flower may fade before ’t is noon,

And I this day may lose my breath.



42 WATTS’S HYMNS.



Against Quarrelling and Bighting.

ET dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so;
Let bears and lions growl and fight,
For ’t is their nature, too.



62 WATTS’S HYMNS.



The Child’s Complaint.

Wwe should I love my sport so well,

So constant at my play ;

And lose the thoughts of heaven and hell,
And then forget to pray? |



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Solemn Thoughts of God and Death. —

HERE is a God that reigns above, |
Lord of the heavens, and earth, and seas ;
I fear His wrath, I ask His love,
And with my lips I sing His praise.



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Soft, my child, I did not chide thee, —
Though my song might sound too hard ;
"Tis thy mother* sits beside thee,
And her arms shall be thy guard.

Yet to read the shameful story, |
How the Jews abused their King, |
How they served the Lord of glory,

Makes me angry while I sing.

See the kinder shepherds round Him,

~ Telling wonders from the sky ; _

Wheretheysought Him, therethey found Him,
With His virgin mother by _ |

See the lovely babe a-dressing,
Lovely infant, how He smiled!
When He wept, the mother’s blessing
Soothed and hush’d the holy Child. |

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OW glorious is our heavenly King,
Who reigns above the sky!
How shall a child presume to sing
His dreadful majesty ?



82 : WATTS’S HYMNS.

When we devote our youth to God,
‘Tis pleasing in His eyes:

A flower, when offer’d in the bua,
Is no vain sacrifice.

‘Tis easier work if we begin
T'o fear the Lord betimes ;
While sinners, that erow old in sin,
Are harden’d in their crimes.

T will save us from a thousand snares,
to mind religion young ;

Grace will preserve our following years,
And make our virtue strong.

‘l'o Thee, Almighty God, to Thee
Our childhood we resign ;

‘T will please us to look back and see
That our whole lives were Thine.



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SING the aimighty power of God,
That made the mountains rise ;
That spread the flowing seas abroad
And built the lofty skies.



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Away from fol I'll turn mine eyes,
Nor with the secoffers go ;

I would be walking with the wise,
That wiser I may grow,

From one rude boy, that ’s used to mock,
They learn the wicked jest:

One sickly sheep infects the flock, |

And poisons all the rest.

My God, I hate to walk or dwell
With sinful children here ;

' Then let me not be sent to hell,

Where none but sinners ate.





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ET children that would fear the Lord
4 Hear what their teachers say:
With reverence meet their parents’ word,

And with delight obey.



DIVINE SONGS. 73

7 Abstain from words and deeds unclean ;
8 Nor steal,though thou art poor and mean;
9 Nor make a wilful hie, nor love it ; |
10 What is thy neighbour’s dare not covet.

The Sum of the Commandments.

ITH all thy soul love God above,
And as thyself thy neighbour love.







The Hosanna; or, Salvation ascribed ta Christ.

OSANNA to king David's Son,
Who reigns on a superior throne ; .
We bless the Prince of heavenly birth,
Who brings salvation down to earth.

Let every nation, every age,

In this delightful work engage :
Old men and babes in Sion sing
‘The growing glories of her King.



DIVINE SONGS. TIE

Oh, write upon my memory, Lord,
The texts and doctrines of Thy word ;
That I may break Thy laws no more,
But love Thee better than before.

With thoughts of Christ, and things divine,
Fill up this foolish heart of mine ;

That, hoping pardon through His blood,

I may le down and wake with God.







For the Lord’s Day Evening.

ORD, how delightful ’t is to see
A whole assembly worship Thee!
At once they sing, at once they pray ;
They hear of heaven, and learn the way.

I have been there, and still would go,
"Tis like a little heaven below ;

Not all my pleasure and my play:
Shall tempt me to forget this day.



52 WATTS’S HYMNS.

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I ‘ll leave their friendship, when I hear
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At twelve years old he talk’d with men,
- (The Jews all wondering stand)
Yet he obey’d His mother then,

And came at her command.

Children a sweet hosanna sung, .
And bless’d their Saviour’s name ;

They gave Him honour with their tongue,
While scribes and priests blaspheme.

Samuel, the child, was wean’d, and brought
To wait upon the Lord ;

Young Timothy betimes was taught
To know His holy word.

Then why should I so long delay
What others learn’d so soon ?

I would not pass another day
Without this work begun.



WATTS’S HYMNS.

Redeems us from the slavish chains
Of Satan and of sin.

Thence shall the Lord to judgment come,
And, with a sovereign voice,

Shall call, and break up every tomb,

While waking saints rejoice.

Oh, may I then with joy appear
Before the Judge's face ;

And, with the bless’d assembly there,
Sing His redeeming grace.





WATTS’S HYMNS.

T sing the wisdom that ordain’d
The sun to rule the day ;
‘he moon shines full at His command,

And all the stars obey.

I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That fill’d the earth with food

He form’d the creatures with His word,
And then pronounced them good

Lord, how Thy wonders are display’d
Where’er I turn mine eye;

If I survey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky!

There ’s not a plant or flower below,
But makes Thy glories known ;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,

By order from Thy throne.



WATTS’S HYMNS.

How great His power is none can tell,
Nor think how large His grace ;

Not men below, nor saints that dwell
On high before His face.

Not angels that stand round the Lord
Can search His secret will;

But they perform His heavenly word,
And sing His praises still.

Then let me join this holy train,
And my first offermgs bring ;

The eternal God will not disdain
To hear an infant sing.

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And angels shall rejoice
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I ‘ll smg my Maker’s praise ;
My comforts every hour make known
His providence and grace.



DIVINE SONGS. 61

Have you not heard what dreadful plagues
Are threaten’d by the Lord

To him that breaks his father’s law,
Or mocks his mother’s word ?

What heavy guilt upon him lies! _
How cursed is his name!

The ravens shall pick out his eyes,
And eagles eat the same.

But those who worship God, and give
Their parents honour due,

Here on this earth they long shall live,
And live hereafter too.



DIVINE SONGS.

Creatures (as numerous as they be)
Are subject to Thy care ;

There ’s not a place where we can flee,
But God is present there.

In heaven He shines with beams of love
With wrath in hell beneath ;
"Tis on His earth I stand or move,

And ’tis His air I breathe.

His hand is my perpetual guard,
He keeps me with His eye:

Why should I then forget the Lord,
Who is for ever nigh ?





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And now He reigns above,
He sends His Spirit down,

T'o show the wonders of His love,
And make His gospel known.

Oh may that Spirit teach,
And make my heart receive

Those truths which all Thy servants preach
And all Thy saints believe !

Then shall I praise uhe Lord
In a more cheerful strain,

That I was taught to read His word,
And have not learn’d in vain.





- DIVINE SONGS. 27

There is a law which He has writ,

To teach us all that we must do re

My soul, to His commands submit,
For they are holy, just, and true.

There is a gospel of rich grace,

Whence sinners all their comforts draw ;
Lord, I repent, and seek Thy face,

For I have often broke Thy law.

There is an hour when I must die,
Nor can I tell how soon ’t will come;
A thousand children, young as I,

Are call’d by death to hear their doom.

Let me improve the hours I.have,
Before the day of grace is fled ;
There ’s no repentance in the grave,
Nor pardon offer’d to the dead.



DIVINE SONGS. 59

No more shall worms with me compare.
This is the raiment angels wear ;
The Son of God, when here below,

Put on this bless’d apparel too.

It never fades, it ne'er grows old,

Nor fears the rain, nor moth, nor mould;
It takes no spot, but still refines ;

‘The more ’t is worn. the more it shines.

In this on earth should I appear,
Then go to heaven, and wear it there ;
God will approve it in His sight,

‘Tis His own work and His delight.





DIVINE SONGS.

And we his children thus were brought
To death, and near to hell.

Bless’d be the Lord, that sent His Son
To take our flesh and blood

He for our lives gave up His own
To make our peace with God.

He honour’d all His Father’s laws,
Which we have disobey’d ;

He bore our sins upon the cross,
And the full ransom paid.

Behold Him rising from the grave,
Behold Him raised on high ;
He pleads His merits there to save
Transgressors doom'd to die.

There on a glorious throne He reigns,

And by His power divine



DIVINE SONGS. 67

But how my childhood runs to waste !
My sins, how great their sum!

Lord, give me pardon for the past,
And strength for days to come.

I lay my body down to sleep,
Let angels guard my head,
And through the hours of darkness keep
- Their watch around my bed

With cheerful heart I close mine eyes,
Since Thou wilt not remove :

And in the morning let me rise
Rejoicing in Thy love.





DIVINE SONGS. 63

What doI read my Bible for,
But, Lord, to learn Thy will?
And shall I daily know Thee more,
And less obey Thee still ?

How senseless is my heart, and wild !
How vain are all my thoughts!
Pity the weakness of a child,
And pardon all my faults.

Make me Thy heavenly voice to hear,
And let me love to pray ;

Since God will lend a gracious ear
To what a child can say.





DIVINE SONGS. | 35.

If this rebellious heart of mine
Despise the gracious call of Heaven,
I may be harden’d in my sin,

And never have repentance given.

What if the Lord grow wroth, and swear,
, While I refuse to read and pray,

That He ’ll refuse to lend an ear

To all my groans another day!

What if His dreadful anger burn,
While I[ refuse His offer’d grace ;
And all His love to fury turn,

And strike me dead upon the place !

‘Tis dangerous to provoke a God;

_ His power and vengeance none can tell :
One stroke of His almighty rod

Can send young sinners quick to hell.



DIVINE SONGS. 19

Then let me love my Bible more,
And take a fresh delight

By day to read these wonders o’er,
And meditate by night.





46 WATTS’S HYMNS.

Pardon, O Lord, our childish rage,
Our little brawls remove ;

That, as we grow to riper age,
Our hearts may all be love.








Against Idleness and Mischief.

OW doth the little busy bee
Improve each shining hour,
And gather honey all the day

_ From every opening flower !
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54, WATTS’S HYMNS.

How skilfully she builds her cell!
How neat she spreads the wax!

And labours hard to store it well
With the sweet food she makes.

In works of labour, or of skill,
I would be busy too ;
For Satan finds some mischief still
For idle hands to do.

In books, or work, or healthful play,
Let my first years be past ;

That I may give for every day
Some good account at last.





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To walk betimes in wisdom’s way, ©
To fear a lie, to speak the truth,
That we may trust to all they say !



‘DIVINE SONGS 13

"Tis to Thy sovereign grace I owe,
That I was born on British ground ;
Where streams of heavenly mercy flow,
And words of sweet salvation sound.

I would not change my native land
For rich Peru with all her gold ;

A nobler prize hes in my hand
Than east or western Indies hold.

How do I pity those that dwell

Where ignorance and darkness reign ;
They know no heaven, they fear no hell,
Those endless joys! those endless pains !

Thy glorious promises, O Lord,
Kindle my hopes and my desire ;
While all the preachers of Thy word

Warn me to escape eternal fire.
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WATTS’S HYMNS.

There’s not a sin that we commit,
Nor wicked word we say,

But in Thy dreadful book ’t is writ
Against the judgment day.

And must the crimes that I have done
Be read and publish‘d there ;

Be all exposed before the sun,
While men and angels hear?

Lord, at Thy foot ashamed I lie ;
Upward I dare not look ;
Pardon my sins before I die,

And blot them from Thy book.

Remember all the dying pains
That my Redeemer felt,
And let His blood wash out my stains, :

And answer for my guilt.



18 WATTS’S HYMNS.

The fields provide me food, and show
The goodness of the Lord ;

But fruits of life and glory grow
In Thy most holy word.

Here are my choicest treasures hid,
Here my best comfort lies,

Here my desires are satisfied,
And hence my hopes arise.

Lord, make me understand Thy law,
Show what my faults have been ;

And from Thy gospel let me draw
Pardon for all my sin.

Here would I learn how Christ has died,
To save my soul from hell ;

Not all the books on earth beside
Such heavenly wonders tell.





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OSANNA to the Prince of grace:
Sion, behold thy King!
Proclaim the Son of David’s race,
And teach the babes to sing.

Hosanna to the eternal Word,
Who from the Father came:

Ascribe salvation to the Lord,
With blessings on His name.

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OSANNA to the Son
Of David and of God,
Who brought the news of pardon down.
And bought it with His blood.

To Christ, the anomted King,
Be endless blessings given :
Let the whole earth His glories sing,

Who. made our peace with Heaven.
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50 WATTS’S HYMNS.



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-& Adore Thy name, Almighty God!
And devils tremble, down in hell,
Beneath the terrors of Thy rod. |



64 WATTS’S HYMNS.















A Morning Song. |

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And, to give light to all below,
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DIVINE SONGS.

Are these Thy favours day by day,

To me above the rest?

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Then let me love Thee more than they,

And try to serve Thee best.





58 WATTS’S HYMNS.

When first she put the covering on,
Her robe of innocence was gone ;
And yet her children vainly boast
In the sad marks of glory lost. —

How proud _we are, how fond to show |
Our clothes, and call them mch and new ;
When the poor sheep and silkworm wore
That very clothing long before !

The tulip and the butterfly
Appear in gayer coats than I:
Let me be dress’d fine as I will,

Flies, worms, and flowers exceed me still.

Then will I set my heart to find |
Inward adornings of the mind ;
Knowledge and virtue, truth and grace,
These are the robes of richest dress.



30 WATTS’S HYMNS.

Where sinners must with devils dwell,
In darkness, fire, and chains.

Can such a wretch as I
Escape this cursed end ?

And may I hope, whene’er I die,
I shall to heaven ascend ?

Then I for grace will pray,

While I have life and breath:
Lest I should be cut off to-day,

And sent to eternal death.





/ DIVINE SONGS. 29



Heaven and Heil.

HERE is beyond the sky
A heaven of joy and love ;
And holy children, when they die,
Go to that world above.

There is a dreadful hell,
And everlasting pains ;

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Matt. vii. 12.

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As you’d have others be to you;
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DIVINE AND MORAL
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BY THE

REV. ISAAC WATTS, D.D.
A New Llustrated Boittorw.

: LONDON :
FREDERICK WARNE AND CO.
BEDFORD STREET, COVENT GARDEN.

New York: SCRIBNER, WELFORD, AND CO. ,
1869.
CAMDEN PRESS, N.VWW.
CONTENTS.

DIVINE SONGS.
PAGE
A General Song of Praise to God er ; ao es A 1
Praise for Creation and Providence . ; x Eset ty ; > pees:
Praise to God for our Redemption . : ete w riie eb
Praise for Mercies Spiritual and Temporal . sia tee AG Fe
Praise for Birth and Education in aChristian Land . . . 12

Praise for the Gospel . Coie ; ee aS. . Ib
The Excellency of the Bible. : ss . 5 i : cy be
Praise to God for Learning to Read . eet NED cdg ese k ae w pe ee
The All-seeing God. : Ree beers tear as 7 et
Solemn Thoughts of God and Death ates Fa ays ‘. soa
Heaven and Hell. ; 3 ; Z . Beet 2g ~ 729

The Advantages of Early Pelion Sets Ame ero tet Se OF
The Danger of Delay . Rees ee eels aye one eee |
Examples of Early Piety . ; A : : : : : 78

Against Lying . ocr in Austen ee so OO
Against Quarrelling dl Fighting eee ns Gee Ae is 49
Love between Brothers and Sisters. . . . . ; . 44
Against Scoffing and Calling Names. 5 a 4
Against ‘Swearing, Cursing, and taking God's Namen in Vv ain -
Against Idleness and Mischief . ; i . . aes he
Against Evil Company ‘ 3 é ; : ‘ ‘ 65
Against Pride in Clothest<.> 53. a ae cee ee OF
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Obedience to Parents... ‘ ‘

The Child’s Complaint Sh Gr ieee ee ee
A Morning Song re eee ry rer ere ea
An Evening Song Se ge es er ee ee 66
For the Lord’s Day Morniug.° 3 Ss GS
For the Lord’s Day Evening . : i : ; ee . 70

The Ten Commandments . : : 5 ele
The Sum of the Commandments, out of ie New iiectantene Silos
Our Saviour’s Golden Ruie ie ee aie
Duty to God and our Neighbour hee : : : ed
The Hosanna; or, Salvation ascribed to Christ : ee 2110:
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, &e.. . oes ek dO

The Cradle Hymn : : fo, : ee ries oe GD

MORAL SONGS.

The Sluggard ete a Pre er ena, Hee ee Lk es oY SO
Innocent Play . : . : < ¢ ete. A . . 86
MHC Rosse 50 eer are oe nt ed ati <6 a 88
he Thief-..2- 2 ‘ é A A : peed te : - 90
The Ant,or Emmet .. . . . ot. ee : 2492
Good Resolutions . oe ey < wr he Sgt OO
A Summer Evening 7.9.) 0 2o 68 oo 98
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“You have waked me too soon, I must
slumber again.”

As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed

Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his

heavy head.

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“A little more sleep, and a little more
slumber ;”

Thus he wastes half his days, and his se
without number :

And when he gets up, he sits folding his
hands,

Or walks about saunt’ring, or trifling he
stands.

I pass’d by his garden,and saw the wild brier,

The thorn, and the thistle grow broader and
higher :

‘The clothes that hang on him are turning to
rags ;
— SONGS. - 85

And his ‘money still wastes, ‘til he starves
| or he begs.

I made him a visit, still hoping to find

He had took better care for improving his
mind. 3

He told me his dreams, talk’d of eating and |

drinking ; ~ 7

But he scarce reads his Bible, at never
loves thinking.

Said I then to my heart, “ Here’s a lesson
for me,

This man ’s but a eae of what I might be;

But. thanks to my friends for their care m
my breeding, |

Who taught me betimes to love working

and reading.”


Innocent Play.

BROAD in the meadows, to see the
young lambs

Run sporting about by the side of their dams,
With fleeces so clean and so white;

Or a nest of young doves, in a large open cage,

When they play all in love, without anger

or rage:
How much may we learn from the sight!
MORAL SONGS. 87

If we had been ducks, we might dabble in
mud, oe Pa
Or dogs, we might play till it ended in blood ;
So foul and so fierce are their natures:
But Thomas and William, and such pretty
names,
Should be cleanly and harmless as doves or
as lambs,
Those lovely sweet innocent creatures.

Not a thing that we do, nor a word that we
say,

Should injure another in jesting or play ;

_ For he’s still in earnest that’s hurt : |

How rude are the boys that throw pebbles
and mire !

There ’s none but a madman will fling about
fire,

And tell you, “Tis all but in sport.”

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The Rose.

OW fair is the rose! What a beautiful
flower !
The glory of April and May ;
But the leaves are beginning to fade in an
hour,

And they wither and die in a day.
MORAL SONGS. 89

Yet the rose has one powerful virtue to
boast,
Above all the flowers of the field :
When its leaves are all dead, and fine ~
colours are lost,
Still how sweet a perfume it will yield !

So frail is the youth and beauty of men,
Though they bloom ‘and look gay like a
rose ;
But all our fond care to preserve them is
vain— my |
‘Time kills them as fast as he goes.

Then I'll not be proud of my youth or my
beauty,
Since both of them wither and fade ;
But gain a good name by well doing my
duty :
This will scent like a rose when I’m dead.
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Of his goods against his will
Hands were made for honest labour,
Not to plunder or to steal.

"Tis a foolish self-deceiving,
By such tricks to hope for gain ;
All that ’s ever got by thieving
Turns to sorrow, shame, and pain.

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Have not Eve and Adam taught us
Their sad profit to compute ;

To what dismal state they brought us,
When they stole forbidden fruit ?

Oft we see a young beginner
Practise little piliermg ways,
Till grown up a harden’d sinner,

Then the gallows\ends his days.

Theft will not be always hidden,

- Though we fancy none can spy :

When we take a thing forbidden,
God beholds it with His eye.

Guard my heart, O God of heaven,
Lest I covet what ’s not mine ;
Lest I take what is not given,
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The Ant, or Emmet.

HESE emmets, how little they are in
our eyes !

We tread them to dust, and a troop of
them dies,
MORAL SONGS. 93

Without our regard or concern :
Yet, wise as we are, if we went to their
school,
There ’s many a sluggard and many a fool
Some lessons of wisdom might learn.

‘They wear not their time out in sleeping
or play,
But gather up corn on a sunshiny day,
And for winter they lay up their stores ;
They manage their work in such regular’
forms, .
One would think they ee all the frost
and the storms,
And so brought their food within doors.

But I have less sense than a poor creeping
ant,

If I take not. good care of the ane I
shall want,
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Nor provide against dangers im time ;
When death or old age shall once stare in
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What a wretch shall I be in the end of my
days,
If I trifle away all their prime!

Now, now, while my strength and my
youth are in bloom,
Let me think what shall serve me when
sickness shall come,
And pray that my sins be forgiven:
Let me read in good books, and believe,
and obey ;
That when death turns me out of ‘ls
cottage of clay,
I may dwell in a palace in heaven.


Good Resolutions.

HOUGH I’m now in younger days,
Nor can tell what shall befall me,
I’ll prepare for every place —
Where my growing age shall call me.

Should I e’er be rich or great,
Others shall partake my goodness :

I'll supply the poor with meat,
Never showing scorn or rudeness.
96 WATTS’S HYMNS.

Where I see the blind or lame,
Deaf or dumb, I'll kindly treat them:
I deserve to feel the same,
If I mock, or hurt, or cheat them.

If I meet with railing tongues,

Why should I return their railing? ~
Since I best revenge my wrongs,

By my patience never failing.

~ When I hear them ons hes,
Talking foolish, cursing, swearing ;

First I Il strive to make heen wise,
Or [’ll soon go out of hearing.

What though I be low and mean,
I'll engage the rich to love me ;
While I’m modest, neat, and clean,
_ And submit when they reprove me.
MORAL SONGS. 9?

If I should be poor and sick,

_ I shall meet, I hope, with pity ;

Since I love to help the weak,
Though they ‘re neither fair nor witty.

I'll not willingly offend, |
Nor be easily offended ;
- What ’s amiss [ ’Il strive to mend,
— And endure what can’t be mended.

May I be so watchful still

O’er my humours and my passion,
As to speak and do no ill,

Though it should be all the fashion.

Wicked fashions lead to hell,
_ Ne’er may I be found complying ;
But in life behave so well,

Not to be afraid of dying.


















Summer Hvening.

OW 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 follow’d some droppings of

rain :
MORAL SONGS. | 99

But now the fair traveller comes to the west,
His rays are all gold, and his beautics are
best ; | |
He paints the sky gay as he smks to his
rests
And foretells a bright rising again.

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That I am brought to know
The danger I was in;

By nature, and by practice too,
A wretched slave to sin:

That I am led to see
I can do nothing well ;

And whither shall a sinner flee,
'T'o save himself from hell ?

Dear Lord, this book of Thine
Informs me where to go,

For grace to pardon all my sin,
And make me holv too.

Here I can read and learn
How Christ, the Son of God,
Did undertake our great concern :
Our ransom cost His blood.


DIVINE SONGS. 66

Let the sweet work of prayer and praise
Employ my youngest breath ;

Thus I’m prepared for longer days,
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Then let me always watch my lips,
Lest I be struck to death and hell;
Since God a book of reckoning keeps
For every lie that children tell.


48 WATTS’S HYMNS.

And he’s in danger of hell-fire,
That calls his brother fool.

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.

When children, in their wanton play, |
Served old Elisha so;

And bade the prophet go his way :—
‘Go up, thou bald-head, go!”

God quickly stopp’d their wicked breath,
And sent two raging bears,

That tore them limb from limb to death,
With blood, and groans, and tears.

Great God, how terrible art Thou
T’o sinners e’er so young ! -
DIVINE SONGS. -48

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.
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(J APPY the child whose youngest years
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REAT God, with wonder and with praise
On all Thy works I look ;
But still Thy wisdom, power, and grace,
Shine brightest in Thy book.

The stars that in their courses roll
Have much instruction given ;
But Thy good word informs my soul

How I may climb to heaven.
WATTS’S HYMNS.

Lo! He slumbers in the manger,
‘Where the horned oxen fed !—
Peace, my darling, here’s no danger,

There ’s no ox a-near thy bed.

“T'was to save thee, child, from dying,
Save my dear from burning flame,

_ Bitter groans and endless crying,

_ That thy bless’d Redeemer came

May’st thou jive to know and fear Him,
Trust and love Him all thy days;

Then go dwell for ever near Him,
See His face, and sing His praise.

: I could sive thee thousand kisses,

_ Hoping what I most desire ;

Not a mother’s fondest wishes
Can to greater joys aspire.


The Ten Commandments.

: HOU shalt have no other gods but me;
Before no idol bow thy knee ;
Take not the name of God in vain;
4 Nor dare the Sabbath day profane ;
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6 Take heed that thou no murder do;
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Till growing years improve the song.

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40 WATTS’S HYMNS.

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Tho’ they should speak the thing that’s true :
And he that does one fault at first,

And lies to hide it, makes it two.

Have we not known, nor heard, nor read,
How God abhors deceit and wrong ?
How Ananias was struck dead,

Caught with a lie upon his tongue?

So did his wife Sapphira die,

When she came in, and grew so bold
As to confirm the wicked lie

That just before her husband told.

The Lord delights in them that speak
The words of truth; but every liar
Must have his portion ix the lake

That burns with brimstcne and with fire.
28 WATTS’S HYMNS.

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Love between Brothers and Sisters.

HATEVER brawls disturb the street,
There should be peace at home ;
Where sisters dwell, and brothers meet,
@uarrels should never come. |
DIVINE SONGS. 65

When from the chambers of the east
His morning race begins,
He never tires nor stops to rest,
_ But round the world he shines.

So, like the sun, would I fulfil

The business of the day :
Begin my work betimes, and still
_ March on my heavenly way.

Give me, O Lord, Thine early grace,
Nor let my soul complain,

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That I was taught, and learn’d so young,
To read His holy word:
DIVINE SONGS. d1

And yet how wicked children dare

Abuse Thy dreadful, glorious name!

And when they ‘re angry, how they swear,
And curse their fellows, and blaspheme !

How will they stand before Thy face,
Who treated Thee with such disdain,
While Thou shalt doom them to the place
Of everlasting fire and pain!

Then never shall one cooling drop

To quench their burning tongues be given ;
But I will praise Thee here, and hope
Thus to employ my tongue in heaven.

My heart shall be in pain to hear
Wretches affront the Lord above:

"Tis that great God whose power I fear,
That heavenly Father whom I love.
80 | WATTS’S HYMNS.

How much better thou ‘rt attended
Than the Son of God could be,
When from heaven He descended, —
And became a child like thee !

Soft and easy is thy cradle ;
Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay,
When His birth-place was a stable
And His softest bed was hay.

Blessed babe! what glorious features!
Spotless fair, divinely bright! —

Must He dwell with brutal creatures ?
How could angels bear the sight? _

Was there nothing but a manger
Cursed sinners could afford
To receive the heavenly Stranger P—

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The Danger of Delay.

HY should I say, “Tis yet too soon
‘To seek for heaven, or think of death 2”
A flower may fade before ’t is noon,

And I this day may lose my breath.
42 WATTS’S HYMNS.



Against Quarrelling and Bighting.

ET dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so;
Let bears and lions growl and fight,
For ’t is their nature, too.
62 WATTS’S HYMNS.



The Child’s Complaint.

Wwe should I love my sport so well,

So constant at my play ;

And lose the thoughts of heaven and hell,
And then forget to pray? |
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Solemn Thoughts of God and Death. —

HERE is a God that reigns above, |
Lord of the heavens, and earth, and seas ;
I fear His wrath, I ask His love,
And with my lips I sing His praise.
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Soft, my child, I did not chide thee, —
Though my song might sound too hard ;
"Tis thy mother* sits beside thee,
And her arms shall be thy guard.

Yet to read the shameful story, |
How the Jews abused their King, |
How they served the Lord of glory,

Makes me angry while I sing.

See the kinder shepherds round Him,

~ Telling wonders from the sky ; _

Wheretheysought Him, therethey found Him,
With His virgin mother by _ |

See the lovely babe a-dressing,
Lovely infant, how He smiled!
When He wept, the mother’s blessing
Soothed and hush’d the holy Child. |

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82 : WATTS’S HYMNS.

When we devote our youth to God,
‘Tis pleasing in His eyes:

A flower, when offer’d in the bua,
Is no vain sacrifice.

‘Tis easier work if we begin
T'o fear the Lord betimes ;
While sinners, that erow old in sin,
Are harden’d in their crimes.

T will save us from a thousand snares,
to mind religion young ;

Grace will preserve our following years,
And make our virtue strong.

‘l'o Thee, Almighty God, to Thee
Our childhood we resign ;

‘T will please us to look back and see
That our whole lives were Thine.
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That made the mountains rise ;
That spread the flowing seas abroad
And built the lofty skies.
56 WATTS'S HYMNS.

Away from fol I'll turn mine eyes,
Nor with the secoffers go ;

I would be walking with the wise,
That wiser I may grow,

From one rude boy, that ’s used to mock,
They learn the wicked jest:

One sickly sheep infects the flock, |

And poisons all the rest.

My God, I hate to walk or dwell
With sinful children here ;

' Then let me not be sent to hell,

Where none but sinners ate.


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With reverence meet their parents’ word,

And with delight obey.
DIVINE SONGS. 73

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8 Nor steal,though thou art poor and mean;
9 Nor make a wilful hie, nor love it ; |
10 What is thy neighbour’s dare not covet.

The Sum of the Commandments.

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And as thyself thy neighbour love.




The Hosanna; or, Salvation ascribed ta Christ.

OSANNA to king David's Son,
Who reigns on a superior throne ; .
We bless the Prince of heavenly birth,
Who brings salvation down to earth.

Let every nation, every age,

In this delightful work engage :
Old men and babes in Sion sing
‘The growing glories of her King.
DIVINE SONGS. TIE

Oh, write upon my memory, Lord,
The texts and doctrines of Thy word ;
That I may break Thy laws no more,
But love Thee better than before.

With thoughts of Christ, and things divine,
Fill up this foolish heart of mine ;

That, hoping pardon through His blood,

I may le down and wake with God.




For the Lord’s Day Evening.

ORD, how delightful ’t is to see
A whole assembly worship Thee!
At once they sing, at once they pray ;
They hear of heaven, and learn the way.

I have been there, and still would go,
"Tis like a little heaven below ;

Not all my pleasure and my play:
Shall tempt me to forget this day.
52 WATTS’S HYMNS.

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I ‘ll leave their friendship, when I hear
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At twelve years old he talk’d with men,
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Yet he obey’d His mother then,

And came at her command.

Children a sweet hosanna sung, .
And bless’d their Saviour’s name ;

They gave Him honour with their tongue,
While scribes and priests blaspheme.

Samuel, the child, was wean’d, and brought
To wait upon the Lord ;

Young Timothy betimes was taught
To know His holy word.

Then why should I so long delay
What others learn’d so soon ?

I would not pass another day
Without this work begun.
WATTS’S HYMNS.

Redeems us from the slavish chains
Of Satan and of sin.

Thence shall the Lord to judgment come,
And, with a sovereign voice,

Shall call, and break up every tomb,

While waking saints rejoice.

Oh, may I then with joy appear
Before the Judge's face ;

And, with the bless’d assembly there,
Sing His redeeming grace.


WATTS’S HYMNS.

T sing the wisdom that ordain’d
The sun to rule the day ;
‘he moon shines full at His command,

And all the stars obey.

I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That fill’d the earth with food

He form’d the creatures with His word,
And then pronounced them good

Lord, how Thy wonders are display’d
Where’er I turn mine eye;

If I survey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky!

There ’s not a plant or flower below,
But makes Thy glories known ;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,

By order from Thy throne.
WATTS’S HYMNS.

How great His power is none can tell,
Nor think how large His grace ;

Not men below, nor saints that dwell
On high before His face.

Not angels that stand round the Lord
Can search His secret will;

But they perform His heavenly word,
And sing His praises still.

Then let me join this holy train,
And my first offermgs bring ;

The eternal God will not disdain
To hear an infant sing.

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DIVINE SONGS. 61

Have you not heard what dreadful plagues
Are threaten’d by the Lord

To him that breaks his father’s law,
Or mocks his mother’s word ?

What heavy guilt upon him lies! _
How cursed is his name!

The ravens shall pick out his eyes,
And eagles eat the same.

But those who worship God, and give
Their parents honour due,

Here on this earth they long shall live,
And live hereafter too.
DIVINE SONGS.

Creatures (as numerous as they be)
Are subject to Thy care ;

There ’s not a place where we can flee,
But God is present there.

In heaven He shines with beams of love
With wrath in hell beneath ;
"Tis on His earth I stand or move,

And ’tis His air I breathe.

His hand is my perpetual guard,
He keeps me with His eye:

Why should I then forget the Lord,
Who is for ever nigh ?


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And now He reigns above,
He sends His Spirit down,

T'o show the wonders of His love,
And make His gospel known.

Oh may that Spirit teach,
And make my heart receive

Those truths which all Thy servants preach
And all Thy saints believe !

Then shall I praise uhe Lord
In a more cheerful strain,

That I was taught to read His word,
And have not learn’d in vain.


- DIVINE SONGS. 27

There is a law which He has writ,

To teach us all that we must do re

My soul, to His commands submit,
For they are holy, just, and true.

There is a gospel of rich grace,

Whence sinners all their comforts draw ;
Lord, I repent, and seek Thy face,

For I have often broke Thy law.

There is an hour when I must die,
Nor can I tell how soon ’t will come;
A thousand children, young as I,

Are call’d by death to hear their doom.

Let me improve the hours I.have,
Before the day of grace is fled ;
There ’s no repentance in the grave,
Nor pardon offer’d to the dead.
DIVINE SONGS. 59

No more shall worms with me compare.
This is the raiment angels wear ;
The Son of God, when here below,

Put on this bless’d apparel too.

It never fades, it ne'er grows old,

Nor fears the rain, nor moth, nor mould;
It takes no spot, but still refines ;

‘The more ’t is worn. the more it shines.

In this on earth should I appear,
Then go to heaven, and wear it there ;
God will approve it in His sight,

‘Tis His own work and His delight.


DIVINE SONGS.

And we his children thus were brought
To death, and near to hell.

Bless’d be the Lord, that sent His Son
To take our flesh and blood

He for our lives gave up His own
To make our peace with God.

He honour’d all His Father’s laws,
Which we have disobey’d ;

He bore our sins upon the cross,
And the full ransom paid.

Behold Him rising from the grave,
Behold Him raised on high ;
He pleads His merits there to save
Transgressors doom'd to die.

There on a glorious throne He reigns,

And by His power divine
DIVINE SONGS. 67

But how my childhood runs to waste !
My sins, how great their sum!

Lord, give me pardon for the past,
And strength for days to come.

I lay my body down to sleep,
Let angels guard my head,
And through the hours of darkness keep
- Their watch around my bed

With cheerful heart I close mine eyes,
Since Thou wilt not remove :

And in the morning let me rise
Rejoicing in Thy love.


DIVINE SONGS. 63

What doI read my Bible for,
But, Lord, to learn Thy will?
And shall I daily know Thee more,
And less obey Thee still ?

How senseless is my heart, and wild !
How vain are all my thoughts!
Pity the weakness of a child,
And pardon all my faults.

Make me Thy heavenly voice to hear,
And let me love to pray ;

Since God will lend a gracious ear
To what a child can say.


DIVINE SONGS. | 35.

If this rebellious heart of mine
Despise the gracious call of Heaven,
I may be harden’d in my sin,

And never have repentance given.

What if the Lord grow wroth, and swear,
, While I refuse to read and pray,

That He ’ll refuse to lend an ear

To all my groans another day!

What if His dreadful anger burn,
While I[ refuse His offer’d grace ;
And all His love to fury turn,

And strike me dead upon the place !

‘Tis dangerous to provoke a God;

_ His power and vengeance none can tell :
One stroke of His almighty rod

Can send young sinners quick to hell.
DIVINE SONGS. 19

Then let me love my Bible more,
And take a fresh delight

By day to read these wonders o’er,
And meditate by night.


46 WATTS’S HYMNS.

Pardon, O Lord, our childish rage,
Our little brawls remove ;

That, as we grow to riper age,
Our hearts may all be love.


Against Idleness and Mischief.

OW doth the little busy bee
Improve each shining hour,
And gather honey all the day

_ From every opening flower !
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How skilfully she builds her cell!
How neat she spreads the wax!

And labours hard to store it well
With the sweet food she makes.

In works of labour, or of skill,
I would be busy too ;
For Satan finds some mischief still
For idle hands to do.

In books, or work, or healthful play,
Let my first years be past ;

That I may give for every day
Some good account at last.


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To fear a lie, to speak the truth,
That we may trust to all they say !
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"Tis to Thy sovereign grace I owe,
That I was born on British ground ;
Where streams of heavenly mercy flow,
And words of sweet salvation sound.

I would not change my native land
For rich Peru with all her gold ;

A nobler prize hes in my hand
Than east or western Indies hold.

How do I pity those that dwell

Where ignorance and darkness reign ;
They know no heaven, they fear no hell,
Those endless joys! those endless pains !

Thy glorious promises, O Lord,
Kindle my hopes and my desire ;
While all the preachers of Thy word

Warn me to escape eternal fire.
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There’s not a sin that we commit,
Nor wicked word we say,

But in Thy dreadful book ’t is writ
Against the judgment day.

And must the crimes that I have done
Be read and publish‘d there ;

Be all exposed before the sun,
While men and angels hear?

Lord, at Thy foot ashamed I lie ;
Upward I dare not look ;
Pardon my sins before I die,

And blot them from Thy book.

Remember all the dying pains
That my Redeemer felt,
And let His blood wash out my stains, :

And answer for my guilt.
18 WATTS’S HYMNS.

The fields provide me food, and show
The goodness of the Lord ;

But fruits of life and glory grow
In Thy most holy word.

Here are my choicest treasures hid,
Here my best comfort lies,

Here my desires are satisfied,
And hence my hopes arise.

Lord, make me understand Thy law,
Show what my faults have been ;

And from Thy gospel let me draw
Pardon for all my sin.

Here would I learn how Christ has died,
To save my soul from hell ;

Not all the books on earth beside
Such heavenly wonders tell.


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Sion, behold thy King!
Proclaim the Son of David’s race,
And teach the babes to sing.

Hosanna to the eternal Word,
Who from the Father came:

Ascribe salvation to the Lord,
With blessings on His name.

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OSANNA to the Son
Of David and of God,
Who brought the news of pardon down.
And bought it with His blood.

To Christ, the anomted King,
Be endless blessings given :
Let the whole earth His glories sing,

Who. made our peace with Heaven.
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-& Adore Thy name, Almighty God!
And devils tremble, down in hell,
Beneath the terrors of Thy rod. |
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A Morning Song. |

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And, to give light to all below,
Doth send him round the skies.
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Are these Thy favours day by day,

To me above the rest?

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Then let me love Thee more than they,

And try to serve Thee best.


58 WATTS’S HYMNS.

When first she put the covering on,
Her robe of innocence was gone ;
And yet her children vainly boast
In the sad marks of glory lost. —

How proud _we are, how fond to show |
Our clothes, and call them mch and new ;
When the poor sheep and silkworm wore
That very clothing long before !

The tulip and the butterfly
Appear in gayer coats than I:
Let me be dress’d fine as I will,

Flies, worms, and flowers exceed me still.

Then will I set my heart to find |
Inward adornings of the mind ;
Knowledge and virtue, truth and grace,
These are the robes of richest dress.
30 WATTS’S HYMNS.

Where sinners must with devils dwell,
In darkness, fire, and chains.

Can such a wretch as I
Escape this cursed end ?

And may I hope, whene’er I die,
I shall to heaven ascend ?

Then I for grace will pray,

While I have life and breath:
Lest I should be cut off to-day,

And sent to eternal death.


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Heaven and Heil.

HERE is beyond the sky
A heaven of joy and love ;
And holy children, when they die,
Go to that world above.

There is a dreadful hell,
And everlasting pains ;

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Our Saviour’s Golden Rule.

Matt. vii. 12.

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As you’d have others be to you;
And neither do nor say to men |
-Whate’er you would not take again.
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T USH, my dear, lie still and slumber ;
Holy angels guard thy bed ;
Heavenly blessings, without number,

Gently falling on thy head.

Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment,

House and home, thy friends provide ;
And, without thy care or payment,
All thy wants are well supplied.

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16 WATTS’S HYMNS.

What would the ancient Jewish kings

And Jewish prophets once have given,

Could they have heard those glorious things

Which Christ reveal’d and brought from
heaven !

How glad the heathen would have been,
‘That worshipp’d idols, wood and stone,
If they the book of God had seen,

Or Jesus and His gospel known !

Then if this gospel I refuse,

How shall I e’er lift up mine eyes ?
For all the Gentiles and the Jews
Against me will in judgment rise.

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HIS is the day when Christ arose
So early from the dead ;
Why should I keep mine eyelids close,
And waste my hours in bed?

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EHzamples of Early Piety.

We bless’d examples do I find
Writ in the word of truth,

Of children that began to mind
Religion in their youth!

Jesus, who reigns above the sky,
And keeps the world in awe,

Was once a child as young as I,
And kept His Father’s law.






Against Scoffing ana Calling Names.

UR tongues were made to bless the Lord,
And not speak ill of men ;
When others give a railing word,
We must not rail again.

Cross names and angry words require
T'o be chastised at school ;
14 WATTS’S HYMNS.

Thy praise shall still employ my breath,
Since Thou hast mark’d my way to heaven ;
Nor will I run the road to death,

Nor waste the blessings Thou hast given.








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This is the day when Jesus broke
The power. of death and hell ;
And shall I still wear Satan’s voke,

And love my sins so well?

To-day with pleasure Christians meet,
To pray and hear Thy word ; |

And I would go, with cheerful feet,

~ To learn Thy will, O Lord.

_ I'll leave my sport to read and pray,
_ And so prepare for heaven :
Oh, may I love this blessed day

The best of all the seven.


10 WATTS’S HYMNS.

Not more than others I deserve,
Yet God hath given me more ;
For I have food while others starve,

Or beg from door to door.

How many children in the street
Half naked I behold ;

While I am clothed from head to foot,
And coverd from the cold!

While some poor wretches scarce can tell
Where they may lay their head,

I have a home wherein to dwell,
And rest upon my bed.

While others early learn to swear,

_ And curse, and lie, and steal;

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And do Thy holy will.


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In whom I’ve no delight;

Who curse and swear, but never pray ;
Who call iP names and fight ?

I hate to hear a wanton song,
The words offend mine ears : 7
I should not dare defile my tongue
With language such as theirs.


Duty to God and our Neighbour.

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With all your heart and mind ;

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Be faithful, just, and kind. ia

Deal with another as you'd have
Another deal with you:

What you ‘re unwilling to receive
Be sure you never do.
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To cry for pardon and for grace ;

To wish I had my time again,

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O God the Father, God the Son,

And God the Spirit, Three in One
Be honour, praise, and glory given,
By all on earth, and all in heaven.

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And Spirit be adored,
Where there are works to make Him tice
Or saints to love the Lord.

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And to the Spirit of His grace
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DIVINE SONGS. 45 —

Birds im their little nests agree ;
And ’t is a shameful sight,

When children of one family

Fall out, and chide, and fight.

Hard names at first, and threatening words
That are but noisy breath,

~ May grow to clubs or naked swords,

To murder and to death.

The devil tempts one mother’s son
To rage against another ;
So wicked Cain was hurried on,

Till he had kill’d his brother.

The wise will let their anger cool,
At least before *t is night ;

But in the bosom of a fool —
It burns till morning light.



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