The songs of all our praise belong
to you, Almighty God;
I give my heart, I give my tongue,
to spread your name abroad.
How great the works your hands have wrought!
How glorious in our sight!
The wise in every age have sought
your wonders with delight.
How most exact is nature's frame!
how wise th' Eternal Mind!
Your counsels need not change the scheme
that your first thoughts designed.
All nature, time, and earth, and skies,
proclaim your heavenly skill;
we need your truth to make us wise,
obedient, to your will.
God, You redeem your chosen ones;
your covenant is strong.
The orders that your lips pronounce
will keep us free from wrong.
Your Son, the great Redeemer, came
with ways both just and pure;
and holy, reverent is his name;
he makes our path secure.
Isaac Watts was the son of a schoolmaster, and was born in Southampton, July 17, 1674. He is said to have shown remarkable precocity in childhood, beginning the study of Latin, in his fourth year, and writing respectable verses at the age of seven. At the age of sixteen, he went to London to study in the Academy of the Rev. Thomas Rowe, an Independent minister. In 1698, he became assistant minister of the Independent Church, Berry St., London. In 1702, he became pastor. In 1712, he accepted an invitation to visit Sir Thomas Abney, at his residence of Abney Park, and at Sir Thomas' pressing request, made it his home for the remainder of his life. It was a residence most favourable for his health, and for the prosecution of his literary… Go to person page >
Display Title: The songs of all our praise belongFirst Line: The songs of all our praise belongTune Title: DURROWAuthor: Isaac WattsMeter: CMDScripture: Psalm 111Date: 2014Source: Psalm 111, 1st & 2nd Parts, alt.