Songs from Isaac Watts
Let Children Hear the Mighty Deeds
Blest Is The Man Who Shuns The Place
Happy The Man Whose Cautious Feet
Why Did The Jews Proclaim Their Rage
Lord Thou Wilt Hear Me When I Pray
O God Of Grace And Righteousness Hear An
Lord In The Morning Thou Shalt Hear
My Trust Is In My Heavenly Friend
O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great
Lord, what was man, when made at first
With my whole heart I’ll raise my song
When the great Judge, supreme and just
Why doth the Lord stand off so far
Help Lord For Men Of Virtue Fail
Lord If Thou Dost Not Soon Appear
How long wilt thou conceal thy face?
How long, O Lord, shall I complain
Are sinners now so senseless grown
Fools in their hearts believe and say
Who shall ascend thy heavenly place
How Fast Their Guilt And Sorrows Rise
Preserve Me Lord In Time Of Need
When God Is Nigh My Faith Is Strong
Save me, O Lord, from every foe
We love thee, Lord, and we adore
Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength
Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere
Great God The Heavens Well Ordered Frame
The Heavens Declare Thy Glory Lord
Now may the God of power and grace
The king, O Lord, with songs of praise
David rejoiced in God his strength
Why has my God my soul forsook
Now From the Roaring Lion’s Rage
My Shepherd Is The Living Lord Now Shall
The Lord My Shepherd Is I Shall Be Well
This Spacious Earth Is All The Lord’s
This spacious Earth is all the Lord’s
Judge Me O Lord And Prove My Ways
Give To The Lord Ye Sons Of Fame
Blest is the man, for ever blest
Blest Is The Nation Where The Lord
O Happy Nation Where The Lord Reveals
Lord I Will Bless Thee All My Days
I’ll Bless The Lord From Day To Day
Children In Years And Knowledge Young
Come Children Learn To Fear The Lord
Now Plead My Cause Almighty God
While Men Grow Bold In Wicked Ways
High in the Heavens, Eternal God
Why Should I Vex My Soul And Fret
Why Do The Wealthy Wicked Boast
Teach Me The Measure Of My Days
Thus I Resolved Before The Lord
The Wonders Lord Thy Love Has Wrought
Thus Saith The Lord Your Work Is Vain
Blest Is The Man Whose Bowels Move
With Earnest Longings Of The Mind
My Spirit Sinks Within Me Lord
I’ll Speak The Honors Of My King
Now Be My Heart Inspired To Sing
The King Of Saints How Fair His Face
God Is The Refuge Of His Saints
Great Is The Lord Our God And Let His
Why Doth The Man Of Riches Grow
Why Do The Proud Insult The Poor
Ye Sons Of Pride That Hate The Just
The God Of Glory Sends His Summons Forth