For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.
Isaac Watts (1674 - 1748)
Source: Divine Songs. Song xx.
Contributed by: Zaady
Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high.
Source: Psalm v.
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.
Source: Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 146.
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.
Source: Psalm cxvii.
Whene'er I take my walks abroad, How many poor I see! What shall I render to my God For all his gifts to me?
Source: Divine Songs. Song iv.
Strange that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long!
Source: Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 19.
There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.
Source: Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 66.
The tall, the wise, the reverend head Must lie as low as ours.
Source: Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 63.
Kind words toward those you daily meet, Kind words and actions right, Will make this life of ours most sweet, Turn darkness into night.
Birds in their little nests agree; And 'tis a shameful sight When children of one family Fall out, and chide, and fight.
Source: Song xvii.
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