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Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс)


Hymn 109


The value of Christ, and his righteousness.

Phil. 3:7-9.

No more, my God, I boast no more
Of all the duties I have done;
I quit the hopes I held before,
To trust the merits of thy Son.

Now, for the love I bear his name,
What was my gain I count my loss;
My former pride I call my shame,
And nail my glory to his cross.

Yes, and I must and will esteem
All things but loss for Jesus' sake:
O may my soul be found in him,
And of his righteousness partake!

The best obedience of my hands
Dares not appear before thy throne;
But faith can answer thy demands
By pleading what my Lord has done.



Isaac Watts's other poems:
  1. Hymn 106
  2. Hymn 42
  3. Hymn 18
  4. Hymn 111
  5. Examples of Early Piety


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