Isaac Watts quotes

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For Satan finds some mischief still
For idle hands to do.
Death, like an overflowing stream,
Sweeps us away: our life's a dream,...
But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise;
From all that dwell below the skies
let the Creator's praise arise!
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed,
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred Head
For such a worm as I?
In vain we lavish out our lives,
To gather empty wind;
Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I,
To mourn, and murmur and repine,
Whatever brawls disturb the street
There should be peace at home.
Birds in their little nests agree
And 'tis a shameful sight
My God, my life, my love,
To Thee, to Thee I call;
I cannot live if Thou remove,
For Thou art all in all.
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