Philip Doddridge Quotes

Awake, my soul! Stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown.

Perish each thought of human pride, let God alone be magnified.

Let us live while we live.

His goodness stands approved,Unchanged from day to day;I'll drop my burden at His feet,And bear a song away.

Grace! 'tis a charming Sound, Harmonious to my Ear! Heav'n with the Echo shall resound, And all the Earth shall hear.

I am more afraid of doing what is wrong than of dying.

If nobody loves you, be sure it is your own fault.

Hark, the glad sound! The Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long; Let every heart exult with joy, And every voice be song!

Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of the heavenly word, And watchful at his gate.