Spirit of the Psalms
Psalm 119 (song 7)
Isaac Watts
Father, I bless Thy gentle hand
How kind was Thy chastising rod;
That forced my conscience to a stand,
And brought my wandering soul to God!
2 Foolish and vain, I went astray
Ere I had felt Thy scourges, Lord;
I left my guide, and lost my way;
But now love and keep Thy word.
3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke,
For pride is apt to rise and swell;
'Tis good to hear my Father's stroke,
That I might learn His statutes well.
4 Thy hands have made my mortal frame,
Thy Spirit form'd my soul within;
Teach me to know Thy wondrous name,
And guard me safe from death and sin.
5 Then all that love and fear the Lord,
At my salvation shall rejoice;
For I have hoped in Thy word,
And made Thy grace my only choice.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
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Poetry of the Psalms
The "Poetry of the Psalms" is a collection of poems expressing the struggles, fears, anger, joy and love revealed in the Psalms of the Bible. They were written over hundreds of years by various authors, including Isaac Watts, Charles Wesley, George Burgess, Charles Spurgeon, Abraham Coles, Augustus Toplady, Tate and Brady.
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