1 Well, the Redeemer's gone
T' appear before our God,
To sprinkle o'er the flaming throne
With his atoning blood.
2 No fiery vengeance now,
Nor burning wrath comes down;
If justice call for sinners' blood,
The Saviour shows his own.
3 Before his father's eye
Our humble suit he moves,
The Father lays his thunder by,
And looks, and smiles, and loves.
4 Now may our joyful tongues
Our Maker's honor sing,
Jesus the priest receives our songs,
And bears them to the King.
5 [We bow before his face,
And sound his glories high,
"Hosanna to the God of grace
That lays his thunder by.]
6 "On earth thy mercy reigns,
And triumphs all above;"
But, Lord, how weak are mortal strains
To speak immortal love!
Source: Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #156
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 >
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