Isaac Watts

(17 July 1674 – 25 November 1748 / Southampton / England)

Isaac Watts Poems

1. Psalm 16 Part 3 1/1/2004
2. Psalm 26 1/1/2004
3. Psalm 25 Part 3 1/1/2004
4. Psalm 16 Part 2 1/1/2004
5. Psalm 31 Part 1 1/1/2004
6. Psalm 31 Part 2 1/1/2004
7. Psalm 47 1/1/2004
8. Psalm 21 1/1/2004
9. Psalm 24 1/1/2004
10. Psalm 34 Part 1 1/1/2004
11. Psalm 40 1/1/2004
12. Psalm 123 1/1/2004
13. Psalm 124 1/1/2004
14. Psalm 97 Part 1 1/1/2004
15. Psalm 68 Part 3 1/1/2004
16. Psalm 9 Part 2 1/1/2004
17. Psalm 90 Part 2 1/1/2004
18. Psalm 97 1/1/2004
19. Psalm 50 1/1/2004
20. Psalm 46 Part 2 1/1/2004
21. Psalm 32 Part 2 1/1/2004
22. Psalm 33 Part 1 1/1/2004
23. Psalm 89 Part 2 1/1/2004
24. Psalm 7 1/1/2004
25. Psalm 147 Part 2 1/1/2004
26. Psalm 148 1/1/2004
27. Psalm 148 Paraphrased 1/1/2004
28. Psalm 149 1/1/2004
29. Psalm 139 Part 3 1/1/2004
30. Psalm 145 1/1/2004
31. Psalm 145 Part 2 1/1/2004
32. Psalm 3 1/1/2004
33. Psalm 122 1/1/2004
34. Psalm 45 Part 1 1/1/2004
35. Psalm 13 1/1/2004
36. Psalm 65 Part 1 1/1/2004
37. Psalm 65 Part 2 1/1/2004
38. Psalm 22 Part 2 1/1/2004
39. Psalm 63 Part 1 1/1/2004
40. Psalm 132 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Isaac Watts

Against Idleness And Mischief

How doth the little busy Bee
Improve each shining Hour,
And gather Honey all the day
From every opening Flower!

How skilfully she builds her Cell!
How neat she spreads the Wax!
And labours hard to store it well
With the sweet Food she makes.

In Works of Labour or of Skill
I would be busy too:
For Satan finds some Mischief still
For idle Hands to do.

In Books, or Work, or healthful Play
Let my first Years be past,
That I may give for every Day
Some good Account at last.

Read the full of Against Idleness And Mischief

Psalm 104

The glory of God in creation and providence.

My soul, thy great Creator praise:
When clothed in his celestial rays,
He in full majesty appears,
And, like a robe, his glory wears.

The heav'ns are for his curtains spread,
The unfathomed deep he makes his bed.

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