John Newton

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

John Newton Poems

41. Lot In Sodom 4/19/2010
42. Lovest Thou Me? 4/19/2010
43. Love-Tokens 4/19/2010
44. Manna Hoarded 4/19/2010
45. Manna To Israel Well Supplied 4/19/2010
46. Martha And Mary 4/19/2010
47. Men Honoured Above Angels 1/3/2003
48. More With Us Than With Them 4/19/2010
49. My Grace Is Sufficient For Thee 4/19/2010
50. My Name Is Jacob 4/19/2010
51. Naaman 4/19/2010
52. None Upon Earth I Desire Besides Thee 4/19/2010
53. Now May He Who From The Dead 4/19/2010
54. Oh That I Were As In Months Past! 4/19/2010
55. Old-Testament Gospel 4/19/2010
56. On Dreaming 1/3/2003
57. On One Stone Shall Be Seven Eyes 4/19/2010
58. On The Death Of A Believer 4/19/2010
59. Paul's Voyage 4/19/2010
60. Peter Released From Prison 4/19/2010
61. Peter Sinning And Repenting 4/19/2010
62. Peter Walking Upon The Water 4/19/2010
63. Philadelphia 4/19/2010
64. Pleading For Mercy 4/19/2010
65. Plenty In A Time Of Dearth 4/19/2010
66. Praise For The Incarnation 1/3/2003
67. Prayer Answered By Crosses 1/3/2003
68. Queen Of Sheba 4/19/2010
69. Quiet, Lord, My Froward Heart 4/19/2010
70. Salvation Drawing Nearer 4/19/2010
71. Sampson's Lion 4/19/2010
72. Satan Returning 4/19/2010
73. Saturday Evening 1/3/2003
74. Saul's Armor 4/19/2010
75. Smyrna 4/19/2010
76. That Rock Was Christ 4/19/2010
77. The Barren Fig-Tree 4/19/2010
78. The Beggar 4/19/2010
79. The Believer's Danger, Safety, And Duty 4/19/2010
80. The Believer's Safety 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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