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1 At thy command, our dearest Lord,
here we attend thy dying feast;
thy blood like wine adorns thy board,
and thine own flesh feeds ev'ry guest.
2 Let the vain world pronounce it shame,
and fling their scandals on his cause;
we come to boast our Savior's name,
and make our triumph in his cross.
3 With joy we tell the scoffing age,
he that was dead has left his tomb:
he lives above their utmost rage,
and we are waiting till he come.
Source: Rejoice in the Lord #542
Isaac Watts was the son of a schoolmaster, and was born in Southampton, July 17, 1674. He is said to have shown remarkable precocity in childhood, beginning the study of Latin, in his fourth year, and writing respectable verses at the age of seven. At the age of sixteen, he went to London to study in the Academy of the Rev. Thomas Rowe, an Independent minister. In 1698, he became assistant minister of the Independent Church, Berry St., London. In 1702, he became pastor. In 1712, he accepted an invitation to visit Sir Thomas Abney, at his residence of Abney Park, and at Sir Thomas' pressing request, made it his home for the remainder of his life. It was a residence most favourable for his health, and for the prosecution of his literary… Go to person page >| First Line: | At Thy command, our dearest Lord |
| Title: | Glory in the Cross; or, Not Ashamed of Christ Crucified |
| Author: | Isaac Watts |
| Meter: | 8.8.8.8 |
| Language: | English |
| Copyright: | Public Domain |
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