Himne Indonesia

Mazmur 90:1--93:5

Roma 16:17-27

1 Korintus 1:1-13

Himne Inggris

Mazmur 90:1--93:5

• [Mzm 90:1] Lord, Thou Hast Been Our Dwelling Place

  Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling place Through all the ages of our race; Before the mountains had their birth, Or Thou hadst formed the earth; From everlasting Thou art God, To everlasting our abode. Man soon yields up his fleeting breath Before the swelling tide of death; Like transient sleep his seasons pass, His life is like the tender grass, Luxuriant ’neath the morning sun And withered ere the day is done. Man in Thine anger is consumed, And unto grief and sorrow doomed; Before Thy clear and searching sight Our secret sins are brought to light; Beneath Thy wrath we pine and die, Our life expiring like a sigh. For threescore years and ten we wait, Or fourscore years if strength be great; But grief and toil attend life’s day, And soon our spirits fly away; O who with true and reverent thought Can fear Thine anger as he ought? O teach Thou us to count our days And set our hearts on wisdom’s ways Turn, Lord, to us in our distress In pity now Thy servants bless; Let mercy’s dawn dispel our night, And all our day with joy be bright. O send the day of joy and light, For long has been our sorrow’s night; Afflicted through the weary years, We wait until Thy help appears; In all Thy children Thou abide, In us let God be glorified. So let there be on us bestowed The beauty of the Lord our God; The work accomplished by our hand Establish Thou, and make it stand; Yea, let our hopeful labor be Established evermore by Thee.

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• [Mzm 90:1] Lord, Thou Hast Been Our Dwelling Place (gill)

  Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling place In every generation; Thy people still have known Thy grace, And blessed Thy consolation; Through every age Thou heard’st our cry; Through every age we found Thee nigh, Our Strength and our Salvation. Our cleaving sins we oft have wept, And oft Thy patience provèd; But still Thy faith we fast have kept, Thy Name we still have lovèd; And Thou hast kept and loved us well, Hast granted us in Thee to dwell, Unshaken, unremovèd. No, nothing from those arms of love Shall Thine own people sever; Our Helper never will remove, Our God will fail us never. Thy people, Lord, have dwelt in Thee, Our dwelling place Thou still wilt be, For ever and for ever.

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• [Mzm 90:1] Lord, Through All The Generations

  Lord, through all the generations Of the children of our race, In our fears and tribulations, Thou hast been our dwelling place. Ere the vast and wide creation By Thy word was caused to be, Or the mountains held their station, Thou art God eternally. Each succeeding generation At Thy mighty word appears; Thou dost count in time’s duration One day as a thousand years. Death, with swift and sudden warning, Calls us from life’s dream away, Like the grass, green in the morning, Withered ere the close of day. Long the clouds of evil lower; Bless us now with gladsome days; Let Thy servants see Thy power, Let their children learn Thy praise. On us let the grace and beauty Of the Lord our God remain, Strengthen us for noble duty That our work be not in vain.

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• [Mzm 90:1] Our God, Our Help In Ages Past

  Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. Thy Word commands our flesh to dust, “Return, ye sons of men:” All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their lives and cares, Are carried downwards by the flood, And lost in following years. Time, like an ever rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. Like flowery fields the nations stand Pleased with the morning light; The flowers beneath the mower’s hand Lie withering ere ‘tis night. Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be Thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home.

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• [Mzm 90:2] Ere Mountains Reared Their Forms Sublime

  Ere mountains reared their forms sublime, Or Heav’n and earth in order stood, Before the birth of ancient time, From everlasting Thou art God. A thousand ages, in their flight, With Thee are as a fleeting day; Past, present, future, to Thy sight At once their various scenes display. But our brief life’s a shadowy dream, A passing thought that soon is o’er, That fades with morning’s earliest beam, And fills the musing mind no more. To us, O Lord, the wisdom give Each passing moment so to spend, That we at length with Thee may live Where life and bliss shall never end.

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• [Mzm 90:2] Have Mercy On Us, God Most High

  Have mercy on us, God most high, Who lift our hearts to Thee; Have mercy on us worms of earth, Most holy Trinity. Most ancient of all mysteries! Before Thy throne we lie; Have mercy now, most Merciful, Most holy Trinity. When heaven and earth were yet unmade, When time was yet unknown, Thou, in Thy bliss and majesty, Didst live and love alone. Thou wert not born; there was no fount From which Thy Being flowed; There is no end which Thou canst reach; But Thou art simply God. How wonderful creation is, The work that Thou didst bless; And oh, what then must Thou be like, Eternal Loveliness! How beautiful the angels are, The saints how bright in bliss; But with Thy beauty, Lord, compared, How dull, how poor is this. O listen, then, most pitiful, To Thy poor creature’s heart: It blesses Thee that Thou art God; That Thou art what Thou art. Most ancient of all mysteries! Still at Thy throne we lie; Have mercy now, most Merciful, Most holy Trinity.

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• [Mzm 90:2] Through Every Age, Eternal God

  Through every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode; High was Thy throne ere Heav’n was made, Or earth Thy humble footstool laid. Long hadst Thou reigned ere time began, Or dust was fashioned to a man; And long Thy kingdom shall endure When earth and time shall be no more. But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity; Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, Return, ye sinners, to your dust. A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in Thine account; Like yesterday’s departed light, Or the last watch of ending night. Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life’s a dream, An empty tale, a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour. Our age to seventy years is set; How short the time! how frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan than live. But O how oft Thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread; We fear the power that strikes us dead. Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die, and dwell with Thee.

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• [Mzm 90:4] Thou Glorious God, Before Whose Face

  Thou glorious God, before Whose face The generations pass away, As, to our eyes, the tender grace And marvel of each shining day! We thank Thee for the joy sublime Of years so radiant with Thy power That all the best of endless time Seems granted to the fleeting hour. We praise Thee for the surer right, The clearer message from above, The lengthening day, the shortening night, The wiser ministries of love. We bless Thee for the friends we miss, Who made our peace, and stilled our pain; We trust Thee on some height of bliss To bring them close to us again. We magnify Thy holy Name; And while in Thee our hearts rejoice, Strong be our wills, through praise and blame, To do the bidding of Thy voice.

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• [Mzm 90:10] And Am I Only Born To Die?

  And am I only born to die? And must I suddenly comply With nature’s stern decree? What after death for me remains? Celestial joys, or hellish pains, To all eternity? How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve And props the house of clay? My sole concern, my single care, To watch, and tremble, and prepare Against the fatal day. No room for mirth or trifling here, For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If life so soon is gone: If now the Judge is at the door, And all mankind must stand before The inexorable throne! No matter which my thoughts employ, A moment’s misery, or joy; But O! when both shall end, Where shall I find my destined place? Shall I my everlasting days With fiends, or angels spend? Nothing is worth a thought beneath But how I may escape the death That never, never dies; How make mine own election sure, And, when I fail on earth, secure A mansion in the skies. Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, Be Thou my guide, be Thou my way To glorious happiness; Ah, write the pardon on my heart, And whensoe’er I hence depart, Let me depart in peace.

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• [Mzm 90:10] And Let This Feeble Body Fail

  And let this feeble body fail, And let it droop and die; My soul shall quit the mournful vale, And soar to worlds on high; Shall join the disembodied saints, And find its long sought rest, That only bliss for which it pants, In my Redeemer’s breast. In hope of that immortal crown I now the cross sustain, And gladly wander up and down, And smile at toil and pain: I suffer out my threescore years, Till my Deliverer come, And wipe away His servant’s tears, And take His exile home. O what hath Jesus bought for me! Before my ravished eyes Rivers of life divine I see, And trees of paradise: I see a world of spirits bright, Who taste the pleasures there; They all are robed in spotless white, And conquering palms they bear. O what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, Thou count me meet With that enraptured host to appear, And worship at Thy feet! Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, Take life or friends away, But let me find them all again In that eternal day.

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• [Mzm 90:10] All Men Living Are But Mortal

  All men living are but mortal, Yea, all flesh must fade as grass; Only through death’s gloomy portal To eternal life we pass. This frail body here must perish Ere the heav’nly love joys it cherish, Ere it gain the free reward For the ransomed of the Lord. Therefore, when my God doth choose it, Willingly I’ll yield my life Nor will grieve that I should lose it, For with sorrows it was rife. In my dear Redeemer’s merit Peace hath found my troubled spirit, And in death my comfort this: Jesus’ death my source of bliss. Jesus for my sake descended My salvation to obtain; Death and hell for me are ended, Peace and hope are now my gain; Yea, with joy I leave earth’s sadness For the home of heav’nly gladness, Where I shall forever see God, the Holy Trinity. There is joy beyond our telling, Where so many saints have gone; Thousands, thousands, there are dwelling, Worshiping before the throne, There the seraphim are shining, Evermore in chorus joining: “Holy, holy, holy Lord! Triune God, for aye adored!” Patriarchs of sacred story And the prophets there are found; The apostles, too, in glory On twelve seats are there enthroned, All the saints that have ascended Age on age, through time extended, There in blissful concert sing Hallelujahs to their King. O Jerusalem, how glorious Dost thou shine, thou city fair! Lo, I hear the tone victorious Ever sweetly sounding there. Oh, the bliss that there surprises! Lo, the sun of morn now rises, And the breaking day I see That shall never end for me. Yea, I see what here was told me, See that wondrous glory shine, Feel the spotless robes enfold me, Know a golden crown is mine, Thus before the throne so glorious Now I stand a soul victorious, Gazing on that joy for aye That shall never pass away.

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• [Mzm 90:12] And Is This Life Prolonged To Me?

  And is this life prolonged to me? Are days and seasons giv’n? O let me, then, prepare to be A fitter heir of Heav’n. In vain these moments shall not pass, These golden hours be gone: Lord, I accept Thine offered grace, I bow before Thy throne. Now cleanse my soul from every sin By my Redeemer’s blood; Now let my flesh and soul begin The honors of my God. Let me no more my soul beguile With sin’s deceitful toys; Let cheerful hope, increasing still, Approach to heav’nly joys. My thankful lips shall loud proclaim The wonders of Thy praise, And spread the savor of Thy Name, Where’er I spend my days. On earth let my example shine, And when I leave this state, May Heav’n receive this soul of mine To bliss supremely great.

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• [Mzm 90:12] Eternity! Eternity!

  Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! And yet to thee time hastes away, Like as the warhorse to the fray, Or swift as couriers homeward go, Or ship to port, or shaft from bow. Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! For even as on a perfect sphere End nor beginning can appear, E’en so, Eternity, in thee Entrance nor exit can there be. Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! A circle infinite art thou, Thy center an Eternal Now, Never, we name thy outer bound, For never end therein is found. Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! A little bird with fretting beak Might wear to naught the loftiest peak, Though but each thousand years it came, Yet thou wert then, as now, the same. Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! As long as God is God, so long Endure the pains of sin and wrong, So long the joys of Heav’n remain; Oh lasting joy, Oh lasting pain! Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! O Man, full oft thy thoughts should dwell Upon the pains of sin and hell, And on the glories of the pure, That both beyond all time endure, Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! How terrible art thou in woe, How fair where joys for ever glow! God’s goodness sheddeth gladness here, His justice there wakes bitter fear. Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! They who lived poor and naked rest With God, for ever rich and blest, And love and praise the Highest Good, In perfect bliss and gladsome mood. Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! A moment lasts all joy below, Whereby man sinks to endless woe, A moment lasts all earthly pain, Whereby an endless joy we gain, Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Who ponders oft on thee, is wise, All fleshly lusts will he despise, The world finds place with him no more; The love of vain delights is o’er. Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Who marks thee well would say to God, “Here judge, burn, smite me with Thy rod, Here let me all Thy justice bear, When time of grace is past, then spare!” Ponder, O Man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Lo, I, Eternity, warn thee, O Man, that oft thou think on me, The sinner’s punishment and pain, To them who love their God, rich gain! Ponder, O Man, Eternity!

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• [Mzm 90:12] Thou Who Roll’st The Year Around

  Thou Who roll’st the year around, Crowned with mercies large and free, Rich Thy gifts to us abound; Warm our praise shall rise to Thee. Kindly to our worship bow While our grateful thanks we tell, That, sustained by Thee, we now Bid the parting year farewell. All its numbered days are sped, All its busy scenes are o’er, All its joys forever fled, All its sorrows felt no more. Mingled with th’eternal past, Its remembrance shall decay, Yet to be revived at last At the solemn Judgment Day. All our follies, Lord, forgive; Cleanse us from each guilty stain. Let Thy grace within us live That we spend not years in vain. Then, when life’s last eve shall come, Happy spirits, may we fly To our everlasting home, To our Father’s house on high!

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• [Mzm 91:1] Man Who Once Has Found Abode

  The man who once has found abode Within the secret place of God, Shall with Almighty God abide, And in His shadow safely hide. I of the Lord my God will say, “He is my Refuge and my Stay; To Him for safety I will flee; My God, in Him my trust will be.” He shall with all protecting care Preserve thee from the fowler’s snare; When fearful plagues around prevail, No fatal stroke shall thee assail. His outspread pinions shall thee hide; Beneath His wings shalt thou confide; His faithfulness shall ever be A shield and buckler unto thee. No nightly terrors shall alarm; No deadly shaft by day shall harm; Nor pestilence that walks by night, Nor plagues that waste in noonday light. Because thy trust is God alone, Thy dwelling place the Highest One, No evil shall upon thee come, Nor plague approach thy guarded home. At thy right hand, though thousands die, No harm shall unto thee come nigh; But thou, secure, unharmed, shalt see What wicked men’s reward shall be.

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• [Mzm 91:1] My God In Whom I Trust

  If you dwell beneath the shelter Of the Lord your God Most High, You will rest within the shadow of Almighty El Shaddai. He’ll deliver you from all your foes As you let loose the cry, “My God, in Whom I trust!” Refrain He’s my Refuge and my Fortress, My Salvation and my Stronghold, He’s my Rock and my Deliverer, My God, in Whom I trust! He will cover you with feathers, Give you refuge ’neath his wings. You will have no fear of darkest night Or what the daylight brings. His own faithfulness will be your shield because your spirit sings, “My God, in Whom I trust!” Refrain Though a thousand at your left may fall, Ten thousand at your right, The disaster won’t come near your tent, But only pass your sight. If you make the Lord your dwelling place, He’ll save you from your plight, this God, in Whom you trust! Refrain He’ll command his angel hosts on high To guard you in your way. They will lift you up in mighty hands, So you’ll not trip or stray. You will trample down the lion and the serpent while you say, “My God, in Whom I trust!” Refrain It’s because you love the Lord your God That he protects your frame. He has promised to deliver all who call upon his name. He will show you his salvation, For your word is e’er the same, “My God, in Whom I trust!” Refrain

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• [Mzm 91:1] Now Let Us Come Before Him

  Now let us come before Him, With song and prayer adore Him, Who to our life hath given All needed strength from Heaven. The stream of years is flowing, And we are onward going, From old to new surviving And by His mercy thriving. In woe we often languish And pass through times of anguish Of wars and trepidation Alarming every nation. As mothers watch are keeping O’er children who are sleeping, Their fear and grief assuaging When angry storms are waging. So God His own is shielding And help to them is yielding. When need and woe distress them, His loving arms caress them. O Thou Who dost not slumber, Remove what would encumber Our work, which prospers never Unless Thou bless it ever. O God of mercy, hear us; Our Father, be Thou near us; Mid crosses and in sadness Be Thou our Fount of gladness. To all who bow before Thee And for Thy grace implore Thee, Oh, grant Thy benediction And patience in affliction. Be Thou a Helper speedy To all the poor and needy, To all forlorn a Father; Thine erring children gather. Be with the sick and ailing, Their Comforter unfailing; Dispelling grief and sadness, Oh, give them joy and gladness! Above all else, Lord, send us Thy Spirit to attend us, Within our hearts abiding, To Heav’n our footsteps guiding. All this Thy hand bestoweth, Thou Life, whence our life floweth. To all Thy Name confessing Grant, Lord, Thy New Year’s blessing!

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• [Mzm 91:1] O That I Knew The Secret Place

  O that I knew the secret place Where I might find my God! I’d spread my wants before His face, And pour my woes abroad. I’d tell Him how my sins arise; What sorrows I sustain; How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. He knows what arguments I’d take To wrestle with my God; I’d plead for His own mercy’s sake And for my Savior’s blood. Arise, my soul, from deep distress, And banish every fear; He calls Thee to His throne of grace, To spread Thy sorrows there.

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• [Mzm 91:2] Still Will We Trust

  Still will we trust, though earth seem dark and dreary, And the heart faint beneath His chastening rod; Though rough and steep our pathway, worn and weary, Still will we trust in God! Our eyes see dimly till by faith anointed, And our blind choosing brings us grief and pain; Through Him alone Who hath our way appointed, We find our peace again. Choose for us, God! Nor let our weak preferring Cheat our poor souls of good Thou has designed; Choose for us, God! Thy wisdom is unerring, And we are fools and blind. So from our sky the night shall furl her shadows, And day pour gladness through his golden gates, Our rough path lead to flower-enameled meadows, Where joy our coming waits. Let us press on, in patient self denial, Accept the hardship, shrink not from the loss; Our portion lies beyond the hour of trial, Our crown beyond the cross.

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• [Mzm 91:3] In Grief And Fear, To Thee, O Lord

  In grief and fear, to Thee, O Lord, We now for succor fly, Thine awful judgments are abroad, O shield us, lest we die! The fell disease on every side Walks forth with tainted breath; And pestilence, with rapid stride, Bestrews the land with death. O look with pity on the scene Of sadness and of dread, And let Thine angel stand between The living and the dead! With contrite hearts to Thee, our King We turn, who oft have strayed; Accept the sacrifice we bring, And let the plague be stayed.

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• [Mzm 91:3] They Have Gone To The Land

  They have gone to the land where the patriarchs rest, Where the bones of the prophets are laid, Where the chosen of Israel the promise possessed, And Jehovah His mandate displayed. To the land where the Savior of sinners once trod, Where He labored and languished and died; Where He triumphed o’er death and ascended to God, As He captive captivity led. They have gone to the land where the Gospel’s glad sound Sweetly tuned by the angels above Was re-echoed on earth thro’ the regions around, In the accents of heavenly love. Where the Spirit descended in tokens of flame, The rich gifts of His grace to reveal; Where apostles wrought signs in Immanuel’s name, For the truth of their mission to seal. They have gone—the glad heralds of mercy—have gone, To the land where the martyrs once bled; Where the beasts and false prophet have since trodden down, The fair fabric that Zion had reared. Where the churches once planted, and watered, and blessed, With the dews of the Spirit distilled, Have been smitten, despoiled! and by heathen possessed, And the places that knew them defiled. They have gone, O Thou Shepherd of Israel! have gone, The glad mission in love to restore; Thou wilt never forsake them or leave them alone, Thy rich blessings we humbly implore. Let Thy blessing go with them—O be Thou their Shield From the shafts of the fowler that fly; O Thou Savior of sinners! Thine arm be revealed In Thy mercy and might from on high.

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• [Mzm 91:4] As The Bird Flies Home

  As the bird flies home to its parent nest, When the hunter seeks his prey, O child of God, to thy Father haste, From the tempter’s snare away. Refrain Under His wings thy defense shall be, He with His feathers shall cover thee, Cover thee, cover thee, He with His feathers will cover thee. When the winds are cold, and the days are long, And thy soul from care would hide, Fly back, fly back, to thy Father then, And beneath His wings abide. Refrain Oh, the tranquil joy of that dear retreat, Where the Savior bids thee rest, With steadfast hope, and a trusting faith, In His love secure and blest. Refrain ’Tis the Lord thy God that to thee has said, He will guide thee with His eye; In all thy need, like the weary dove, To Thy only refuge fly. Refrain

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• [Mzm 91:4] Day Is Past And Over, The

  The day is past and over; All thanks, O Lord, to Thee! We pray Thee that offenseless The hours of dark may be. O Jesus, keep us in Thy sight, And guard us through the coming night. The joys of day are over; We lift our hearts to Thee, And call on Thee that sinless The hours of dark may be. O Jesus, make their darkness light, And guard us through the coming night. Lord, that in death I sleep not, And lest my foe should say, “I have prevailed against him,” Lighten mine eyes, I pray: O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. The toils of day are over; We raise our hymn to Thee, And ask that free from peril The hours of dark may be. O Jesus, keep us in Thy sight, And guard us through the coming night. Be Thou our souls’ Preserver, O God, for Thou dost know How many are the perils Through which we have to go. Lord Jesus Christ, O hear our call And guard and save us from them all.

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• [Mzm 91:4] Lord, When We Have Not Any Light

  Lord, when we have not any light, And mothers are asleep; Then through the stillness of the night, Thy little children keep. When shadows haunt the quiet room, Help us to understand That Thou art with us through the gloom, To hold us by the hand. And though we do not always see The holy angels near, O may we trust ourselves to Thee, Nor have one foolish fear. So in the morning may we wake, When wakes the kindly sun, More loving for our Father’s sake To each unloving one.

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• [Mzm 91:4] Now Rest Beneath Night’s Shadow

  Now rest beneath night’s shadow The woodland, field, and meadow, The world in slumber lies; But Thou, my heart, awake thee, To prayer and song betake thee; Let praise to thy Creator rise. The radiant sun hath vanished, His golden rays are banished By night, the foe of day; But Christ, the Sun of gladness, Dispelling all my sadness, Within my heart holds constant sway. The rule of day is over And shining jewels cover The heaven’s boundless blue. Thus I shall shine in heaven, Where crowns of gold are given To all who faithful prove and true. To rest my body hasteth, Aside its garments casteth, Types of mortality; These I put off and ponder How Christ will give me yonder A robe of glorious majesty. Lord Jesus, who dost love me, Oh, spread Thy wings above me And shield me from alarm! Though evil would assail me, Thy mercy will not fail me: I rest in Thy protecting arm. My loved ones, rest securely, For God this night will surely From peril guard your heads. Sweet slumbers may He send you And bid His hosts attend you And through the night watch o’er your beds.

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• [Mzm 91:4] Now That The Daylight Dies Away

  Now that the daylight dies away, By all Thy grace and love, Thee, Maker of the world, we pray To watch our bed above. Let dreams depart and phantoms fly, The offspring of the night, Keep us, like shrines, beneath Thine eye, Pure in our foe’s despite. This grace on Thy redeemed confer, Father, co-equal Son, And Holy Ghost, the Comforter, Eternal Three in One.
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• [Mzm 91:4] Now The Day Is Over

  Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh, Shadows of the evening Steal across the sky. Now the darkness gathers, Stars begin to peep, Birds, and beasts and flowers Soon will be asleep. Jesus, give the weary Calm and sweet repose; With Thy tenderest blessing May mine eyelids close. Grant to little children Visions bright of Thee; Guard the sailors tossing On the deep, blue sea. Comfort those who suffer, Watching late in pain; Those who plan some evil From their sin restrain. Through the long night watches May Thine angels spread Their white wings above me, Watching round my bed. When the morning wakens, Then may I arise Pure, and fresh, and sinless In Thy holy eyes. Glory to the Father, Glory to the Son, And to Thee, blest Spirit, While all ages run.

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• [Mzm 91:4] Softly The Silent Night

  Softly the silent night falleth from God, On, weary wanderers, over life’s road; And as the stars on high light up the dark’ning sky, Lord, unto Thee we cry—Father above. Softly on failing wing daylight has passed; Sleep, like an angel, kind, folds us at last; Peace be our lot this night, safe be our slumber light, Watched by Thy angels bright, Father above. And when the gleam of morn touches our eyes, And the returning day bids us arise, Happy beneath Thy will, steadfast in joy or ill, Lord, may we serve Thee still, Father above.

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• [Mzm 91:4] St. Patrick’s Breastplate

  I bind unto myself today The strong Name of the Trinity, By invocation of the same The Three in One and One in Three. I bind this today to me forever By power of faith, Christ’s incarnation; His baptism in Jordan river, His death on Cross for my salvation; His bursting from the spicèd tomb, His riding up the heavenly way, His coming at the day of doom I bind unto myself today. I bind unto myself the power Of the great love of cherubim; The sweet ‘Well done’ in judgment hour, The service of the seraphim, Confessors’ faith, Apostles’ word, The Patriarchs’ prayers, the prophets’ scrolls, All good deeds done unto the Lord And purity of virgin souls. I bind unto myself today The virtues of the star lit heaven, The glorious sun’s life giving ray, The whiteness of the moon at even, The flashing of the lightning free, The whirling wind’s tempestuous shocks, The stable earth, the deep salt sea Around the old eternal rocks. I bind unto myself today The power of God to hold and lead, His eye to watch, His might to stay, His ear to hearken to my need. The wisdom of my God to teach, His hand to guide, His shield to ward; The word of God to give me speech, His heavenly host to be my guard. Against the demon snares of sin, The vice that gives temptation force, The natural lusts that war within, The hostile men that mar my course; Or few or many, far or nigh, In every place and in all hours, Against their fierce hostility I bind to me these holy powers. Against all Satan’s spells and wiles, Against false words of heresy, Against the knowledge that defiles, Against the heart’s idolatry, Against the wizard’s evil craft, Against the death wound and the burning, The choking wave, the poisoned shaft, Protect me, Christ, till Thy returning. Christ be with me, Christ within me, Christ behind me, Christ before me, Christ beside me, Christ to win me, Christ to comfort and restore me. Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ in quiet, Christ in danger, Christ in hearts of all that love me, Christ in mouth of friend and stranger. I bind unto myself the Name, The strong Name of the Trinity, By invocation of the same, The Three in One and One in Three. By Whom all nature hath creation, Eternal Father, Spirit, Word: Praise to the Lord of my salvation, Salvation is of Christ the Lord.

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• [Mzm 91:4] The Shadows Of The Evening Hours

  The shadows of the evening hours fall from the darkening sky; Upon the fragrance of the flowers the dews of evening lie; Before Thy throne, O Lord of Heav’n, we kneel at close of day; Look on Thy children from on high, and hear us while we pray. The sorrows of Thy servants, Lord, O do not now despise, But let the incense of our prayers before Thy mercy rise. The brightness of the coming night upon the darkness rolls; With hopes of future glory, chase the shadows from our souls. Slowly the rays of daylight fade, so fade within our heart The hopes in earthly love and joy, that one by one depart. Slowly the bright stars, one by one, within the heavens shine: Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven, and trust in things divine. Let peace, O Lord, Thy peace, O God, upon our souls descend; From midnight fears and perils, now our trembling hearts defend. Give us a respite from our toil; calm and subdue our woes. Through the long day we labor, Lord, O give us now repose.

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• [Mzm 91:4] To Thee Before The Close Of Day

  To Thee before the close of day, Creator of the world, we pray That, with Thy wonted favor, Thou Wouldst be our Guard and Keeper now. From all ill dreams defend our sight, From fears and terrors of the night; Withhold from us our ghostly foe, That spot of sin we may not know. O Father, that we ask be done, Through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son, Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, Doth live and reign eternally.

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• [Mzm 91:5] Before The Ending Of The Day

  Before the ending of the day, Creator of the world, we pray That Thou with wonted love wouldst keep Thy watch around us while we sleep. O let no evil dreams be near, Nor phantoms of the night appear; Our ghostly enemy restrain, Lest aught of sin our bodies stain. Almighty Father, hear our cry Through Jesus Christ our Lord most high, Who with the Holy Ghost and Thee Doth live and reign eternally.
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• [Mzm 91:5] Day Is Past And Gone, The

  The day is past and gone, The evening shades appear; O may we all remember well The night of death draws near. We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest; So death shall soon disrobe us all Of what is here possessed. Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears; May angels guard us while we sleep, Till morning light appears.
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• [Mzm 91:5] Holy Father, Bless Us

  Holy Father, bless us As the day we close, And the night’s refreshing Grant us in repose. All the day Thy presence Made our hearts to burn, As we heard Thy counsel, Felt Thy love’s concern. So tonight we pray Thee Leave us not alone; But through light and shadow Keep us as Thine own. Grant to us in slumber To be very near, In Thy goodness quelling Needless doubt and fear. When at length the dawning Sweeps the night away, Help us rise triumphant, Worthy of the day.

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• [Mzm 91:5] In Mercy, Lord, Remember Me

  In mercy, Lord, remember me, Through all the hours of night, And grant to me most graciously The safeguard of Thy might. With cheerful heart I close mine eyes, Since Thou wilt not remove; O in the morning let me rise Rejoicing in Thy love. Or if this night should prove my last, And end my transient days, Lord, take me to Thy promised rest, Where I may sing Thy praise.
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• [Mzm 91:5] Stars Of Evening Softly Gleaming

  Stars of evening, softly gleaming In the fading west, With your heavenly light is streaming Hope to hearts oppressed! Toil is over, cease from sorrow, Till tomorrow Sleep and rest! Hark! the evening bells are bringing Hope of glad release, Welcome strains their chimes are ringing: “Labor now shall cease; Thou the day be long and dreary, To the weary Cometh peace!” Heavenly Father! watch beside us Till the dawn of light, And whatever may betide us, Guard us by thy might! Trusting in thy gracious keeping, Calmly sleeping Through the night. So when death’s dark clouds fall slowly Over land and sea, May thy light, serene and holy, On our pathway be; Leading us to joy transcending In unending Rest with thee!

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• [Mzm 91:5] This Night, O Lord, We Bless Thee

  This night, O Lord, we bless Thee For Thy protecting care, And, ere we rest, address Thee In lowly, fervent prayer: From evil and temptation Defend us through the night, And round our habitation Be Thou a wall of light. On Thee our whole reliance From day to day we cast, To Thee, with firm affiance, Would cleave from first to last; To Thee, through Jesus’ merit, For needful grace we come, And trust that Thy good Spirit Will guide us safely home. What may be on the morrow Our foresight cannot see; But be it joy or sorrow, We know it comes from Thee. And nothing cane take from us, Where’er our steps may move, The staff of Thy sure promise, The shield of Thy true love.

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• [Mzm 91:9] Because Thy Trust Is God Alone

  Because thy trust is God alone, Thy refuge is the Highest One; No evil shall upon thee come, Nor plague approach thy guarded home. Angelic guards at His commands Will bear thee safely in their hands, Will keep thee, lest, if left alone, Thou dash thy foot against a stone. Though fierce and treacherous foes assail, Their power and wrath shall not prevail; Their cruel strength, their venomed spite, Thou shalt o’ercome with conquering might. Because on Me he set his love, I will his constant Savior prove, And since to him My Name is known, I will exalt him as Mine own. As oft as he shall call me on Me, Most gracious shall My answer be; I will be with him in distress, And in his trouble I will bless. Complete deliverance I will give, And honor him while he shall live; Abundant life I will bestow, To him, My full salvation show.

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• [Mzm 91:9] Ye Sons Of Men, A Feeble Race

  Ye sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling place, And try and trust His care. No ill shall enter where you dwell; Or if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, ’Twill raise His saints on high. He’ll give His angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways; To watch your pillow while you sleep, And guard your happy days. Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall And dash against the stones: Are they not servants at His call, And sent t’attend His sons? Adders and lions ye shall tread; The tempter’s wiles defeat; He that hath broke the serpent’s head Puts him beneath your feet. “Because on Me they set their love, I’ll save them,” saith the Lord; “I’ll bear their joyful souls above Destruction and the sword. “My grace shall answer when they call, In trouble I’ll be nigh; My power shall help them when they fall, And raise them when they die. “They that on earth My Name have known I’ll honor them in Heav’n; There My salvation shall be shown, And endless live be giv’n.”

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• [Mzm 91:11] All Praise Be To God

  All praise be to God, whom all things obey, From angels and men for ever and aye: Who sendeth on earth the powers of His throne, His providence good and love to make known. His angels are they of countenance fair, The arm of His strength, His hand of kind care: His message of peace to us they reveal, His wisdom most high they seal or unseal. By martyrs of old they stood in the flame, And bade them not flinch, but call on God’s Name. Thro’ torment, thro’ shame, thro’ darkness of death They led without fear the sires of our faith. They stand with the few, they fight for the free, God’s reign to advance o’er land and o’er sea: And when the brave die or fall in the fight, Their spirits they bear to rest in God’s sight. For patience and toil a crown they prepare; They found for the meek a kingdom full fair; No famine nor plague ’gainst them doth prevail; Their bread cannot lack, their cruse cannot fail. We pray Thee, who art Thy angels’ reward, Thy flock to defend forget not, O Lord; But prosper their aid, that us they may bring To see the true face of Jesus, our King.

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• [Mzm 91:11] Around The Throne Of God A Band

  Around the throne of God a band Of bright and glorious angels stand; Sweet harps within their hands they hold, And on their heads are crowns of gold. Some wait around Him ready still To sing His praise and do His will, And some, when He commands them, go To guard His servants here below. Lord, give Thine angels every day Command to guard us on our way, And bid them every evening keep Their watch around us while we sleep. So shall no wicked thing draw near To do us harm or cause us fear; And we shall dwell, when life is past, With angels round Thy throne at last.

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• [Mzm 91:11] Call Jehovah Thy Salvation

  Call Jehovah thy salvation, rest beneath th’Almighty’s shade. In His secret habitation dwell, and never be dismayed. There no tumult shall alarm thee, thou shalt dread no hidden snare. Guile nor violence can harm thee, in eternal safeguard there. From the sword at noonday wasting, from the noisome pestilence, In the depth of midnight blasting, God shall be thy sure defense. He shall charge His angel legions watch and ward over thee to keep. Though thou walk through hostile regions, though in desert wilds thou sleep. Since, with pure and firm affection, thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of His protection, He will shield thee from above. Thou shalt call on Him in trouble, He will hearken, He will save. Here for grief reward thee double, crown with life beyond the grave.

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• [Mzm 91:11] Christ, The Fair Glory Of The Holy Angels

  Christ, the fair glory of the holy angels, Thou Who hast made us, Thou Who o’er us rulest, Grant of Thy mercy unto us Thy servants Steps up to Heaven. Send Thy archangel, Michael, to our succor; Peacemaker blessèd, may he banish from us Striving and hatred, so that for the peaceful All things may prosper. Send Thy archangel, Gabriel, the mighty; Herald of Heaven, may he from us mortals Spurn the old serpent, watching o’er the temples Where Thou art worshipped. Send thy archangel, Raphael, the restorer Of the misguided ways of men who wander, Who at Thy bidding strengthens soul and body With Thine anointing. Father almighty, Son and Holy Spirit, God ever blessèd, be Thou our Preserver; Thine is the glory which the angels worship, Veiling their faces.

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• [Mzm 91:11] Jesus, Brightness Of The Father

  Jesus, Brightness of the Father, Life and Strength of all who live, For creating guardian angels Glory to Thy Name we give And Thy wondrous praise rehearse, Singing in harmonious verse. Blessèd Lord, by their protection Shelter us from harm this day, Keep us pure in flesh and spirit, Save us from the Foe, we pray, And vouchsafe us by Thy grace In Thy paradise a place. Glory to th’almighty Father Sing we with the heav’nly host; Glory to the great Redeemer, Glory to the Holy Ghost; Three in One and One in Three, Throughout all eternity!

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• [Mzm 91:11] Lord, I Would Own Thy Tender Care

  Lord, I would own Thy tender care, And all Thy love to me; The food I eat, the clothes I wear, Are all bestowed by Thee. ’Tis Thou preservest me from death And dangers every hour; I cannot draw another breath Unless Thou give me power. Kind angels guard me every night, As round my bed they stay: Nor am I absent from Thy sight In darkness or by day. My health, and friends, and parents dear, To me by God are giv’n; I have not any blessing here But what is sent from Heav’n. Such goodness, Lord, and constant care, I never can repay; But may it be my daily prayer, To love Thee and obey.

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• [Mzm 91:11] Now All The Woods Are Sleeping

  Now all the woods are sleeping, And night and stillness creeping O’er city, man, and beast; But thou, my heart, awake thee, To prayer awhile betake thee, And praise thy Maker ere thou rest. My Jesus, stay Thou by me, And let no foe come nigh me, Safe sheltered by Thy wing; But would the foe alarm me, O let him never harm me, But still Thine angels round me sing! My loved ones, rest securely, From every peril surely Our God will guard your heads; And happy slumbers send you, And bid His hosts attend you, And golden armed watched o’er your beds.

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• [Mzm 91:11] Onward, Christian, Though The Region

  Onward, Christian, though the region Where thou art be drear and lone; God has set a guardian legion Very near thee; press thou on. By the thorn road, and none other, Is the mount of vision won; Tread it without shrinking, brother, Jesus trod it; press thou on. Be this world the wiser, stronger, For thy life of pain and peace; While it needs thee, oh, no longer Pray thou for thy quick release. Pray thou, Christian, daily rather That thou be a faithful son, By the prayer of Jesus, “Father Not my will, but Thine, be done.”

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• [Mzm 91:11] Softly Sighs The Breath Of Evening

  Softly sighs the breath of evening, Stealing through the shadowy grove, While the stars, in heaven shining, Keep their silent watch above. Heav’nly Father, while we’re sleeping, Send Thy guardian angels bright, Faithful watch above us keeping, To protect us through the night. When the morning, gently breaking, Tints the sky with golden rays, May Thy loving children, waking, Sing their heav’nly Father’s praise.

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• [Mzm 92:1] How Good It Is To Thank The Lord

  How good it is to thank the Lord, And praise to Thee, Most High, accord, To show Thy love with morning light, And tell Thy faithfulness each night; Yea, good it is Thy praise to sing, And all our sweetest music bring. O Lord, with joy my heart expands, Before the wonders of Thy hands; Great works, Jehovah, Thou hast wrought, Exceeding deep Thine every thought; A foolish man knows not their worth, Nor he whose mind is of the earth. When as the grass the wicked grow, When sinners flourish here below, Then is there endless ruin nigh, But Thou, O Lord, art throned on high; Thy foes shall fall before Thy might, The wicked shall be put to flight. Thou, Lord, hast high exalted me With royal strength and dignity; With Thine anointing I am blest, Thy grace and favor on me rest; I thus exult o’er all my foes, O’er all that would my cause oppose. The righteous man shall flourish well, And in the house of God shall dwell; He shall be like a goodly tree, And all his life shall fruitful be; For righteous is the Lord and just, He is my Rock, in Him I trust.

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• [Mzm 92:1] It Is Good To Sing Thy Praises

  It is good to sing Thy praises and to thank Thee, O Most High, Showing forth Thy lovingkindness when the morning lights the sky. It is good when night is falling of Thy faithfulness to tell, While with sweet, melodious praises, songs of adoration swell. Thou hast filled my heart with gladness through the works Thy hands have wrought; Thou hast made my life victorious, great Thy works and deep Thy thought. Thou, O Lord, on high exalted, reignest evermore in might; All Thy enemies shall perish, sin be banished from Thy sight. But the good shall live before Thee, planted in Thy dwelling place. Fruitful trees and ever verdant, nourished by Thy boundless grace. In His goodness to the righteous God His righteousness displays; God my Rock, my Strength and Refuge, just and true are all His ways.

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• [Mzm 92:1] Sweet Is The Work, O Lord

  Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious acts to sing, To praise Thy Name, and hear Thy Word, And grateful offerings bring. Sweet, at the dawning light, Thy boundless love to tell; And, when approach the shades of night, Still on the theme to dwell. Sweet, on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice With those who love and serve Thee best, And in Thy Name rejoice. To songs of praise and joy Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our blest employ Eternally in Heaven.

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• [Mzm 92:5] O Lord My God! How Great Art Thou!

  O Lord my God! how great art Thou! With honor and with glory crowned; Light’s dazzling splendors veil Thy brow, And gird the universe around. Spirits and angels Thou hast made; Thy ministers a flaming fire; By Thee were earth’s foundations laid; At Thy rebuke the floods retire. Thine are the fountains of the deep; By Thee their waters swell or fail; Up to the mountain’s summit creep, Or shrink beneath the lowly vale. Thy fingers mark their utmost found; That bound the waters may not pass; Their moisture swells the teeming ground, And paints the valleys o’er with grass. The waving harvest, Lord, is Thine; The vineyard, and the olive’s juice; Corn, wine, and oil, by Thee combine, Life, gladness, beauty, produce. The moon for seasons Thou hast made, The sun for change of day and night; Of darkness Thine the deepest shade, And Thine the day’s meridian light. O Lord, Thy works are all divine; In wisdom hast Thou made them all; Earth’s teeming multitudes are Thine; Thine—peopled ocean’s great and small. All these on Thee for life depend; Thy Spirit speaks, and they are born; They gather what Thy bounties send; Thy hand of plenty fills the horn. Thy face is hidden—they turn pale, With terror quake, with anguish burn; Their breath Thou givest to the gale; They die, and to their dust return. And Thou, my soul, with pure delight, Thy voice to bless thy Maker raise; His praise let morning sing to night, And night to morn repeat His praise.

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• [Mzm 92:12] Sweeter As The Years Go By

  Of Jesus’ love that sought me, when I was lost in sin; Of wondrous grace that brought me back to His fold again; Of heights and depths of mercy, far deeper than the sea, And higher than the heavens, my theme shall ever be. Refrain Sweeter as the years go by, sweeter as the years go by, Richer, fuller, deeper, Jesus’ love is sweeter, Sweeter as the years go by. He trod in old Judea life’s pathway long ago; The people thronged about Him, His saving grace to know; He healed the broken hearted, and caused the blind to see; And still His great heart yearneth in love for even me. Refrain ’Twas wondrous love which led Him for us to suffer loss, To bear without a murmur the anguish of the cross; With saints redeemed in glory, let us our voices raise, Till Heav’n and earth re-echo with our Redeemer’s praise. Refrain

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• [Mzm 93:1] God, The Lord, A King Remaineth

  God, the Lord, a King remaineth, Robed in His own glorious light; God hath robed Him and He reigneth; He hath girded Him with might. Alleluia! Alleluia! God is King in depth and height. In her everlasting station Earth is poised, to swerve no more: Thou hast laid Thy throne’s foundation From all time where thought can soar. Alleluia! Alleluia! Lord, Thou art forevermore. Lord, the water floods have lifted, Ocean floods have lift their roar; Now they pause where they have drifted, Now they burst upon the shore. Alleluia! Alleluia! For the ocean’s sounding store. With all tones of waters blending, Glorious is the breaking deep; Glorious, beauteous without ending, God Who reigns on heav’ns high steep. Alleluia! Alleluia! Songs of ocean never sleep. Lord, the words Thy lips are telling Are the perfect verity: Of Thine high eternal dwelling Holiness shall inmate be. Alleluia! Alleluia! Pure is all that lives with Thee.

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• [Mzm 93:1] Jehovah Reigns—he Dwells In Light

  Jehovah reigns—He dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might: The world, created by His hands, Still on its first foundation stands. But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. Like floods, the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies; Vain floods, that aim their rage so high! At Thy rebuke the billows die. For ever shall Thy throne endure; Thy promise stands for ever sure; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of Thy grace.

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• [Mzm 93:1] Jehovah Sits Enthroned

  Jehovah sits enthroned In majesty most bright, Appareled in omnipotence, And girded round with might. The world established stands On its foundations broad; His throne is fixed, He reigns supreme, The everlasting God. The floods have lifted up Their voice in majesty, But mighty is the Lord our God Above the raging sea. Thy testimonies, Lord, In faithfulness excel, And holy must Thy servants be Who in Thy temple dwell.

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• [Mzm 93:1] Lord Jehovah Reigns, The

  The Lord Jehovah reigns; His throne is built on high. The garments He assumes are light and majesty. His glories shine With beams so bright no mortal eye Can bear the sight. The thunders of His hand keep the wide world in awe; His wrath and justice stand to guard His holy law. And where His love Resolves to bless His truth confirms And seals the grace. Through all His mighty works surprising wisdom shines— Confounds the powers of hell, and breaks their cursed designs. Strong is His arm, And shall fulfill His great decrees, His sovereign will. And will this mighty King of glory condescend, And will He write His Name: My Father and my Friend? I love His Name; I love His Word. Join, all my powers, And praise the Lord!

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• [Mzm 93:1] Lord Almighty Reigns, The

  The Lord Almighty reigns In majesty most bright, Appareled in omnipotence, And girded round with might. The world established stands On its foundations broad; His throne is fixed, He reigns supreme, The everlasting God. The floods have lifted up Their voice in majesty, But mighty is the Lord our God Above the raging sea. Thy testimonies, Lord, In faithfulness excel. And holy must Thy servants be Who in Thy temple dwell.

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• [Mzm 93:5] Holiness Becomes Thy House

  Holiness becomes Thy house, ’Tis Thou who dost dwell in light; Thou begirt with majesty, Gird us with truth, And with Thy great might. Send Thou forth Thy power and love, In beauty of holiness; We would here commune with Thee, Eternal God, Be Thou near to bless. O supreme and perfect One, O Lord, praise to Thee is due; Clothe us in the grace of love, Maintain Thy church, To Thy service true.
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Roma 16:17-27

• [Rm 16:20] Wonderful Grace Of Jesus

  Wonderful grace of Jesus, Greater than all my sin; How shall my tongue describe it, Where shall its praise begin? Taking away my burden, Setting my spirit free; For the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me. Refrain Wonderful the matchless grace of Jesus, Deeper than the mighty rolling sea; Wonderful grace, all sufficient for me, for even me. Broader than the scope of my transgressions, Greater far than all my sin and shame, O magnify the precious Name of Jesus. Praise His Name! Wonderful grace of Jesus, Reaching to all the lost, By it I have been pardoned, Saved to the uttermost, Chains have been torn asunder, Giving me liberty; For the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me. Refrain Wonderful grace of Jesus, Reaching the most defiled, By its transforming power, Making him God’s dear child, Purchasing peace and heaven, For all eternity; And the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me. Refrain

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1 Korintus 1:1-13

• [1Kor 1:7] I’m Waiting For Thee, Lord

  I’m waiting for Thee, Lord, Thy beauty to see, Lord; I’m waiting for Thee— For Thy coming again. Thou’rt gone over there, Lord, A place to prepare, Lord, Thy home I shall share At Thy coming again. ’Mid danger and fear, Lord, I’m oft weary here, Lord, The day must be near of Thy coming again. ’Tis all sunshine there, Lord, No sighing nor care, Lord, But glory so fair At Thy coming again. Whilst Thou art away, Lord, I stumble and stray, Lord; Oh! hasten the day of Thy coming again. This is not my rest, Lord, A pilgrim confessed, Lord, I wait to be blest, At Thy coming again. E’en now let my ways, Lord, Be bright with Thy praise, Lord; For brief are the days ere Thy coming again. I’m waiting for Thee, Lord, Thy beauty to see, Lord, No triumph for me Like Thy coming again.

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