author
Isaac Watts
Hymns by Isaac Watts: 66 in 4 hymnals.
SDA Hymnal
- 35With Songs and HonorsWith songs and honors sounding loud
- 39Lord, in the MorningLord, in the morning Thou shalt hear
- 82Before Jehovah's Awful ThroneYe nations bow with sacred joy;
- 88I Sing the Mighty Power of GodThat made the mountains rise;
- 89Let All on Earth Their Voices RaiseTo sing the great Jehovah's praise,
- 94Nature With Open Volume StandsTo spread its Maker's praise abroad;
- 125Joy to the WorldJoy to the world, the Lord is come!
- 227Jesus Shall ReignJesus shall reign wherever the sun
- 372How Beauteous Are Their FeetHow beauteous are their feet who stand on Zion's hill
- 390We Love Thy Sabbath, LordAnd worship at Thy will;
- 446Lo, What a Glorious Sight AppearsTo our believing eyes!
- 464When I Can Read My Title ClearTo mansions in the skies,
Church Hymnal
- 1Before Jehovah's Awful ThroneYe nations, bow with sacred joy;
- 2From All That Dwell Below the SkiesLet the Creator's praise arise;
- 4With Reverence Let the Saints AppearAnd bow before the Lord;
- 11The Lord Jehovah ReignsHis throne is built on high;
- 24How Pleasant, How Divinely FairO Lord of hosts, Thy dwellings are!
- 37The Lord My Shepherd IsI shall be well supplied;
- 39Lord, in the MorningLord, in the morning Thou shalt hear
- 44Awake, My SoulAwake, my soul, and with the sun
- 46Sweet Is the Work, My GodSweet is the work, my God, my King
- 69High in the HeavensHigh in the heavens, eternal God
- 71My Maker and My KingMy Maker and my King, To Thee I lift mine eyes
- 72Safely, My God, Without DelayLet me Thy goodness prove,
Christ in Song
Hymns and Tunes 1886
- 76Begin, my tongue, some heavenly themeAnd speak some boundless thing—
- 78Great, great God, how infinite thou artWhat worthless worms are we!
- 83I sing the mighty power of GodThat made the mountains rise,
- 84Father, how wide thy glory shinesHow high thy wonders rise!
- 86This awful God is oursThis awful God is ours, Our Father and our love
- 87O Lamb, our heavenly KingThy name is all divine;
- 88My soul, repeat His praiseWhose mercies are so great;
- 105What equal honors shall we bringTo thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb,
- 107Nature with open volume standsTo spread her Maker's praise abroad,
- 112Come, let us join our cheerful songsWith angels round the throne;
- 113Come, ye that love the Saviour's nameAnd joy to make it known,
- 144Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly DoveWith all thy quick'ning powers;
- 145Eternal Spirit, power of truthOur contrite hearts inspire;
- 170Let everlasting glories crownThy head, my Saviour and my Lord;
- 178Great God, with wonder and with praiseOn all thy works I look;
- 183How shall the young secure their heartsAnd guard their lives from sin?
- 189What is the chaff, the word of manWhen set against thy wheat?
- 201O that the Lord would guide my waysTo keep his statutes still!
- 202Thou art my portion, O my GodSoon as I know thy way,
- 208O how I love thy holy law!'Tis daily my delight;
- 209Why all this fear? I've sought thy faceO let me never stray
- 211O that thy statutes every hourMight dwell upon my mind!
- 238Welcome, sweet day of restThe day thou hast been,
- 268To God, the only wiseTo God, the only wise, Who keeps us by his word
- 287Before the heaven were spread abroadFrom everlasting was the Word;
- 302How wondrous were the marks divineThat in thy meekness used to shine,
- 315When I survey the wondrous crossOn which the Prince of glory died,
- 317He dies! the Friend of sinners dies!Lo, Salem's daughters weep around;
- 322Remember MeA-las! and did my Saviour bleed? And did my Sovereign die?
- 369The Sinner—Christ the Way of LifeNot all the outward forms on earth
- 371How Sad Our State by Nature IsOur sin—how deep it stains!
- 372Strait Is the WayStrait is the way, the door is strait
- 374In Vain We Seek for Peace with GodBy methods of our own;
- 376Vain Are the Hopes the Sons of MenOn their own works have built;
- 382Like Sheep We Went AstrayAnd broke the fold of God,—
- 391When I Survey the Wondrous CrossOn which the Prince of glory died,
- 439SalvationSalvation!—O, the joyful sound!
- 476Early, my God, without delayI haste to seek thy face,