John Newton

(24 July 1725 – 21 December 1807 / London, England)

John Newton Poems

1. True And False Zeal 5/28/2012
2. Now May He Who From The Dead 4/19/2010
3. Jericho; Or, The Waters Healed 4/19/2010
4. Joseph Made Known To His Brethren 4/19/2010
5. Lot In Sodom 4/19/2010
6. Harvest 4/19/2010
7. When Hannah Pressed With Grief 4/19/2010
8. Woman Of Canaan 4/19/2010
9. He Led Them By A Right Way 4/19/2010
10. My Name Is Jacob 4/19/2010
11. Love-Tokens 4/19/2010
12. Manna Hoarded 4/19/2010
13. Manna To Israel Well Supplied 4/19/2010
14. More With Us Than With Them 4/19/2010
15. Gideon's Fleece 4/19/2010
16. Look Unto Me, And Be Ye Saved 4/19/2010
17. Oh That I Were As In Months Past! 4/19/2010
18. Will Ye Also Go Away? 4/19/2010
19. Naaman 4/19/2010
20. On One Stone Shall Be Seven Eyes 4/19/2010
21. Humbled And Silenced By Mercy 4/19/2010
22. Zion, Or The City Of God 4/19/2010
23. The Disciples At Sea 4/19/2010
24. They Shall Be Mine, Saith The Lord 4/19/2010
25. Time How Short 4/19/2010
26. The Two Debtors 4/19/2010
27. Laodicea 4/19/2010
28. How Lost Was My Condition 4/19/2010
29. Peter Walking Upon The Water 4/19/2010
30. Peter Released From Prison 4/19/2010
31. The Two Malefactors 4/19/2010
32. Weeping Mary 4/19/2010
33. Peter Sinning And Repenting 4/19/2010
34. Pleading For Mercy 4/19/2010
35. The Effort 4/19/2010
36. The Believer's Safety 4/19/2010
37. Queen Of Sheba 4/19/2010
38. The Good That I Would I Do Not 4/19/2010
39. The Legion Dispossessed 4/19/2010
40. Quiet, Lord, My Froward Heart 4/19/2010
Best Poem of John Newton

Amazing Grace

Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound!)
That sav'd a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears reliev'd;
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believ'd!

Thro' many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come;
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promis'd good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yes, when this flesh ...

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On Dreaming

When slumber seals our weary eyes,
The busy fancy wakeful keeps;
The scenes which then before us rise,
Prove something in us never sleeps.

As in another world we seem,
A new creation of our own,
All appears real, though a dream,
And all familiar, though unknown.

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