John Newton

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

John Newton Poems

121. Jacob's Ladder 4/19/2010
122. Walking With God 4/19/2010
123. Ask What I Shall Give Thee (Ii) 4/19/2010
124. The Good Physician 4/19/2010
125. Adam 4/19/2010
126. Is This Thy Kindness To Thy Friend (Christ A Redeemer And Friend) 4/19/2010
127. Bartimaeus 4/19/2010
128. Father Forgive Them 4/19/2010
129. The Good Samaritan 4/19/2010
130. Cain And Abel 4/19/2010
131. Martha And Mary 4/19/2010
132. Ask What I Shall Give Thee (I) 4/19/2010
133. A Friend That Sticketh Closer Than A Brother 4/19/2010
134. A Sick Soul 4/19/2010
135. The Joy Of The Lord Is Your Strength 4/19/2010
136. A Brand Plucked Out Of The Fire 4/19/2010
137. Men Honoured Above Angels 1/3/2003
138. Saturday Evening 1/3/2003
139. Esau 4/19/2010
140. Elijah Fed By Ravens 4/19/2010
141. The World 1/3/2003
142. Praise For The Incarnation 1/3/2003
143. Joy And Peace In Believing 1/3/2003
144. In Evil Long I Took Delight 4/19/2010
145. Prayer Answered By Crosses 1/3/2003
146. The Day Of Judgement 1/3/2003
147. At The Close Of The Year 1/3/2003
148. On Dreaming 1/3/2003
149. Ebenezer 1/3/2003
150. Bitter And Sweet 1/3/2003
151. Faith's Review And Expectation (Amazing Grace) 12/31/2002
152. Amazing Grace 1/3/2003

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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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