Isaac Watts

1674 - 1748

A Quote by Isaac Watts

'T is the voice of the sluggard; I heard him complain, "You have wak'd me too soon, I must slumber again."

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: The Sluggard.

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A Quote by Isaac Watts on heaven

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I have been there, and still would go; 'T is like a little heaven below.

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: Divine Songs. Song xxviii.

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A Quote by Isaac Watts on angels, blessings, and lies

Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber! Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head.

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: A Cradle Hymn.

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A Quote by Isaac Watts on faults and lies

And he that does one fault at first And lies to hide it, makes it two.

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: Song xv.

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A Quote by Isaac Watts on mind and soul

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Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul: The mind 's the standard of the man.

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: Horæ Lyricæ, Book ii. False Greatness.

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A Quote by Isaac Watts on devil and idleness

For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: Divine Songs. Song xx.

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A Quote by Isaac Watts

Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high.

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: Psalm v.

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A Quote by Isaac Watts on change and pain

So, when a raging fever burns, We shift from side to side by turns; And 't is a poor relief we gain To change the place, but keep the pain.

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 146.

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A Quote by Isaac Watts on praise

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From all who dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise; Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue.

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: Psalm cxvii.

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A Quote by Isaac Watts on agreement, birds, children, family, and shame

Birds in their little nests agree; And 'tis a shameful sight When children of one family Fall out, and chide, and fight.

Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)

Source: Song xvii.

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