Isaac Watts

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

Isaac Watts Poems

81. Psalm 89 Part 1 1/1/2004
82. Psalm 85 Part 1 1/1/2004
83. Psalm 44 1/1/2004
84. Psalm 39 Part 2 1/1/2004
85. Psalm 36 1/1/2004
86. Psalm 142 1/1/2004
87. Psalm 143 1/1/2004
88. Psalm 45 1/1/2004
89. Psalm 139 Part 2 1/1/2004
90. Psalm 78 Part 1 1/1/2004
91. Psalm 78 Part 2 1/1/2004
92. Psalm 78 Part 3 1/1/2004
93. Psalm 144 Part 2 1/1/2004
94. Psalm 40 Part 2 1/1/2004
95. Psalm 41 1/1/2004
96. Psalm 37 Part 2 1/1/2004
97. Psalm 84 Part 2 1/1/2004
98. Psalm 131 1/1/2004
99. Psalm 85 Part 2 1/1/2004
100. Psalm 39 Part 1 1/1/2004
101. Psalm 4 1/1/2004
102. Psalm 9 Part 1 1/1/2004
103. Psalm 89 Part 4 1/1/2004
104. Psalm 89 Part 5 1/1/2004
105. Psalm 89 Part 6 1/1/2004
106. Psalm 144 Part 1 1/1/2004
107. Psalm 72 Part 1 1/1/2004
108. Psalm 72 Part 2 1/1/2004
109. Psalm 81 1/1/2004
110. Psalm 120 1/1/2004
111. Psalm 94 Part 2 1/1/2004
112. Psalm 27 Part 2 1/1/2004
113. Psalm 69 Part 3 1/1/2004
114. Psalm 60 1/1/2004
115. Psalm 62 1/1/2004
116. Psalm 84 Part 1 1/1/2004
117. Psalm 2 1/1/2004
118. Psalm 20 1/1/2004
119. Psalm 134 1/1/2004
120. Psalm 135 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 16 Part 3

Courage in death, and hope of the resurrection.

When God is nigh, my faith is strong;
His arm is my almighty prop:
Be glad, my heart; rejoice, my tongue;
My dying flesh shall rest in hope.

Though in the dust I lay my head,
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave

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