Charles Spurgeon

These poems were in his sermons or book, I'm not sure if all are his or not.

"Though our inbred sins require
Our flesh to see the dust;
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose,
So all his followers must."

 

"My soul looks back to see
The burdens thou didst bear,
When hanging on the cursed tree,
And hopes her guilt was there."

 

"Repentance is to leave
The things we loved before,
And show that we in earnest grieve
By doing so no more."

 

"Ye who spurn his righteous sway,
Yet, oh yet, he spares your breath;
Yet his hand, averse to slay,
Balances the bolt of death.
Ere that dreadful bolt descends,
Haste before his feet to fall,
Kiss the scepter he extends,
And adore him, 'Lord of all.'"

 

"Sometimes a light surprises
The Christian while he sings:
It is the Lord who rises
With healing in his wings.
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again,
A season of clear shining
To cheer it, after rain."

 

"Lord, let me weep, for nought but sin,
And after none but thee.
And then I would oh that I might
A constant weeper be."

 

"My sins, my sins, my Savior!
How sad on thee they fall,
Seen through thy gentle patience
I tenfold feel them all.
I know they are forgiven;
But still their pain to me
Is all the grief and anguish
They laid, my Lord, on thee."

 

“Blest Savior, at Thy feet I lie,
Here to receive a cure or die;
But grace forbids that painful fear
Almighty grace, which triumphs here.”

 

“All that remains for me
Is but to love and sing,
And wait until the angels come
To bear me to their King.”

 

“I’ll go to Jesus, though my sin
Hath like a mountain rose;
I know His courts, I’ll enter in,
Whatever may oppose.”

 

“Come hither, you that walk along the way;
See how the pilgrims fare that go astray?
They catched are in an entangling net,
Cause they good counsel lightly did forget:
Tis true, they rescued were, but yet you see
They’re scourged to boot. Let this your caution be,”

 

“Rise where eternal beauties bloom,
And pleasure all divine;
Where wealth that never can consume,
And endless glories shine!”

 

“Lord, I desire to live as one
Who bears a blood-bought name;
As one who fears but grieving Thee,
And knows no other shame.”

 

“Thus far did come loaden with my sin,
Nor could aught ease the grief that I was in,
Till I came hither: what a place is this!
Must here be the beginning of my bliss?
Must here the burden fall from off my back?
Must here the strings that bound it to me crack?
Blest Cross! blest sepulcher, blest rather be
The Man that there was put to shame for me!”

 

“All that remains for me
Is but to love and sing,
And wait until the angels come
To bear me to their King.”

 

"I'm a poor sinner and nothing at all
But Jesus Christ is my all in all"

 

"For should the earth's old pillar's shake,
And all the walls of nature break,
Our steadfast souls need fear no more
Than solid rocks when billows roar."

 

"What Adam had, and forfeited for all,
That Jesus is, who cannot fail or fall."

 

"The feeblest saint shall win the day,
Though death and hell obstruct the way,"

 

"Sons we are through God's election,
Who in Jesus Christ believe;
By eternal destination
Sovereign grace we here receive.
We know it is personal election."

 

"Free grace alone from the first to the last,
Hath won my affection and held my soul fast."

 

"O make this heart rejoice or ache!
Decide this doubt for me;
And if it be not broken, break,
And heal it, if it be."

"O sovereign grace, my heart subdue;
I would be led in triumph too;
A willing captive to my Lord,
To sing the triumphs of his word."

"Tis done, the great transaction's done,
I am my Lord's, and he is mine;
He drew me, and I followed on,
Glad to obey the voice divine."