How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower! — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur and repine, To see the wicked placed on high, In pride and robes of honor shine. But oh, their end, their dreadful end, Thy sanctuary taught me so, On… — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
“Lord, we confess our numerous faults, How great our guilt has been! Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were… — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
“When the Eternal bows the skies To visit earthly things, With scorn divine he turns his eyes From towers of haughty kings. He bids… — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
The Fondness we have for Self, and the Relation which other Persons and Things have to ourselves, furnish us with another long Rank of… — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
Salvation, O the joyful sound! 'Tis pleasure to our ears; A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
For one drop calls another down, till we are drowned in seas of grief. — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
What bliss will fill the ransomed souls, when they in glory dwell, to see the sinner as he rolls, in quenchless flames of hell. — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
“The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we. 6 Rais'd from the dead we live anew; And justify'd by… — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
Vice and virtue chiefly imply the relation of our actions to men in this world; sin and holiness rather imply their relation to God… — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
Ten thousand things there are which we believe merely upon the authority or credit of those who have spoken or written them. — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
