Here you will find the Poem Looking Unto Jesus of poet John Newton
By various maxims, forms and rules, That pass for wisdom in the schools, I strove my passion to restrain; But all my efforts proved in vain. But since the Saviour I have known My rules are all reduced to one; To keep my Lord, by faith, in view, This strength supplies and motives too. I see him lead a suff'ring life, Patient, amidst reproach and strife; And from his pattern courage take To bear, and suffer, for his sake. Upon the cross I see him bleed, And by the sight from guilt am freed; This sight destroys the life of sin, And quickens heav'nly life within. To look to Jesus as he rose Confirms my faith, disarms my foes; Satan I shame and overcome, By pointing to my Saviour's tomb. Exalted on his glorious throne, I see him make my cause his own; Then all my anxious cares subside, For Jesus lives, and will provide. I see him look with pity down, And hold in view the conqu'ror's crown; If pressed with griefs and cares before, My soul revives, nor asks for more. By faith I see the hour at hand When in his presence I shall stand; Then it will be my endless bliss, To see him where, and as he is.