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Psalm 98:1 First Part (to Our Almighty Maker, God) Post by :Skydragn Category :Poems Author :Isaac Watts Date :August 2011 Read :3335

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Psalm 98:1 First Part (to Our Almighty Maker, God)

Praise for the gospel.

To our almighty Maker, God,
New honours be address'd;
his great salvation shines abroad,
And makes the nations blest.

He spake the word to Abraham first,
His truth fulfils the grace:
The Gentiles make his Name their trust,
And learn his righteousness.

Let the whole earth his love proclaim
With all her different tongues;
And spread the honours of his Name
In melody and songs.

(The end)
Isaac Watts's poem: Psalm 98:1 First Part To Our Almighty Maker, God)

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An Ideal An Ideal

An Ideal
While the grey mists of early dawnWere lingering round the hill,And the dew was still upon the flowers,And the earth lay calm and still,A winged Spirit came to meNoble, and radiant, and free.Folding his blue and shining wings,He laid his hand on mine.I know not if I felt, or heardThe mystic word divine,Which woke the trembling air to sighs,And shone from out his starry eyes.The word he spoke, within my heartStirred life unknown before,And cast a spell upon my soulTo chain it evermore;Making the cold dull earth look bright,And skies flame out in sapphire light.When noon ruled from the heavens, and

Three Evenings In A Life Three Evenings In A Life

Three Evenings In A Life
I.I.Yes, it looked dark and dreary,That long and narrow street:Only the sound of the rain,And the tramp of passing feet,The duller glow of the fire,And gathering mists of nightTo mark how slow and wearyThe long day's cheerless flight!II.Watching the sullen fire,Hearing the dismal rain,Drop after drop, run downOn the darkening window-pane:Chill was the heart of Alice,Chill as that winter day,--For the star of her life had risenOnly to fade away.III.The voice that had been so strongTo bid the snare depart,The true and earnest will,The calm and steadfast heart,Were now weighed down by sorrow,Were quivering now with pain;The clear path now seemed