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John Newton

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

Quotations

  • ''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.''
    John Newton (1725-1807), British curate and hymn-writer. "Faith's Review and Expectation," hymn #XLII, book i, pp.54-55, l. 1-4, Olney Hymns, In Three Books, London, W. Oliver (1779). His epitaph reads that he was "once an infidel and libertine."
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  • ''Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion city of our God!
    He, whose word cannot be broken, Form'd for thee his own abode:
    On the rock of ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose?
    With salvation's walls surrounded Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.''
    John Newton (1725-1807), British curate and hymn-writer. "Zion, or the City of God," hymn #LX, book i, pp. 75-77, l. 1-4, Olney Hymns, In Three Books, London, W. Oliver (1779). Based on Isaiah 33:20-21.

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Saturday Evening

Safely through another week,
God has brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek,
On th' approaching Sabbath-day:
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.

Mercies multiply'd each hour
Through the week our praise demand

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