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Mazmur 51:6-14

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Mazmur 51:6-14

• [Mzm 51:7] Come, Let Us To The Lord Our God

  Come, let us to the Lord our God With contrite hearts return; Our God is gracious, nor will leave The desolate to mourn. His voice commands the tempest forth And stills the stormy wave; And though His arm be strong to smite, ’Tis also strong to save. Long hath the night of sorrow reigned, The dawn shall bring us light; God shall appear, and we shall rise With gladness in His sight. Our hearts, if God we seek to know, Shall know Him, and rejoice; His coming like the morn shall be, Like morning songs His voice. As dew upon the tender herb Diffusing fragrance round, As show’rs that usher in the spring, And cheer the thirsty ground. So shall His presence bless our souls, And shed a joyful light; That hallowed morn shall chase away The sorrows of the night.

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• [Mzm 51:7] Fountain Of Purity

  Fountain of purity opened for sin Here may the penitent wash and be clean; Jesus, Thou blessèd Redeemer from woe, Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Whiter than snow, whiter than snow, Wash me, Redeemer, And I shall be whiter than snow. Though I have labored again and again, All my self-cleansing is utterly vain; Jesus, Redeemer from sorrow and woe, Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Cleanse Thou the thoughts of my heart, I implore, Help me Thy light to reflect more and more; Daily in loving obedience to grow, Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Whiter than snow! nothing further I need, Christ is the Fountain; this only I plead; Jesus, my Savior, to Thee will I go, Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:7] Lord Will Hap­pi­ness Di­vine, The

  The Lord will happiness divine On contrite hearts bestow; Then tell me, gracious God, is mine A contrite heart or no? I hear, but seem to hear in vain, Insensible as steel; If aught is felt, ’tis only pain, To find I cannot feel. I sometimes think myself inclined To love Thee if I could; But often feel another mind, Averse to all that’s good. My best desires are faint and few, I fain would strive for more; But when I cry, “My strength renew!” Seem weaker than before. Thy saints are comforted, I know, And love Thy house of prayer; I therefore go where others go, But find no comfort there. Oh make this heart rejoice, or ache; Decide this doubt for me; And if it be not broken, break, And heal it, if it be.

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• [Mzm 51:7] Old-fashioned Way, The

  They call me old-fashioned because I believe That the Bible is God’s holy Word, That Jesus, who lived among men long ago, Is divine, and the Christ of God. Refrain My sin was old-fashioned, My guilt was old-fashioned, God’s love was old-fashioned, I know; And the way I was saved was the old-fashioned way, Through the blood that makes whiter than snow. Old-fashioned, because I believe and accept Only what has been spoken from Heav’n; Old-fashioned because at the cross I was saved, At the cross had my sins forgiv’n. Refrain Old-fashioned, because I am bound to do right, To walk in the straight narrow way; Because I have given my whole life to God, Old-fashioned because I pray. Refrain Old-fashioned, because I am looking above To Jesus, my glorified Lord; Because I believe He is coming again, Fulfilling His holy Word. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:7] Whiter Than Snow

  Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole; I want Thee forever to live in my soul. Break down every idol, cast out every foe; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow. Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lord Jesus, let nothing unholy remain, Apply Thine own blood and extract ev’ry stain; To get this blest cleansing, I all things forego— Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Lord Jesus, look down from Thy throne in the skies, And help me to make a complete sacrifice. I give up myself, and whatever I know, Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat, I wait, blessèd Lord, at Thy crucified feet. By faith, for my cleansing, I see Thy blood flow, Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Lord Jesus, Thou seest I patiently wait, Come now, and within me a new heart create; To those who have sought Thee, Thou never saidst “No,” Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain The blessing by faith, I receive from above; O glory! my soul is made perfect in love; My prayer has prevailed, and this moment I know, The blood is applied, I am whiter than snow. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:10] Clean Heart, A

  One thing I of the Lord desire, For all my path hath miry been, Be it by water or by fire, O make me clean, O make me clean. Refrain Wash me, Thou, without, within, Or purge with fire, if that must be, Anyhow, if only sin Die out in me, die out, die out in me. If clearer vision Thou impart, Grateful and glad my soul shall be; But yet to have a purer heart Is more to me, is more to me. Refrain Yea, only as this heart is clean May larger vision yet be mine, For mirrored in its depths are seen The things divine, the things divine. Refrain I watch to shun the miry way, And stanch the springs of guilty thought, But, watch and struggle as I may, Pure I am not, pure I am not. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:10] Gracious God, My Heart Renew

  Gracious God, my heart renew, Make my spirit right and true; Cast me not away from Thee, Let Thy Spirit dwell in me; Thy salvation’s joy impart, Steadfast make my willing heart. Sinners then shall learn from me And return, O God, to Thee; Savior, all my guilt remove, And my tongue shall sing Thy love; Touch my silent lips, O Lord, And my mouth shall praise accord. Not the formal sacrifice Has acceptance in Thine eyes; Broken hearts are in Thy sight More than sacrificial rite; Contrite spirit, pleading cries, Thou, O God, will not despise. Prosper Zion in Thy grace And her broken walls replace: Then our righteous sacrifice Shall delight Thy holy eyes; Free-will offerings, gladly made, On Thine altar shall be laid.

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• [Mzm 51:10] How Helpless Guilty Nature Lies

  How helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of its load! The heart, unchanged, can never rise To happiness and God. Can aught, beneath a power divine, The stubborn will subdue? ’Tis Thine, almighty Spirit! Thine, To form the heart anew. ’Tis Thine, the passions to recall, And upward bid them rise; To make the scales of error fall From reason’s darkened eyes; To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live; A beam of Heaven, a vital ray, ’Tis Thine alone to give. O change these wretched hearts of ours, And give them life divine; Then shall our passions and our powers Almighty Lord! be Thine.

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• [Mzm 51:10] More Like The Master

  More like the Master I would ever be, More of His meekness, more humility; More zeal to labor, more courage to be true, More consecration for work He bids me do. Refrain Take Thou my heart, I would be Thine alone; Take Thou my heart, and make it all Thine own. Purge me from sin, O Lord, I now implore, Wash me and keep me Thine forevermore. More like the Master is my daily prayer; More strength to carry crosses I must bear; More earnest effort to bring His kingdom in; More of His Spirit, the wanderer to win. Refrain More like the Master I would live and grow; More of His love to others I would show; More self denial, like His in Galilee, More like the Master I long to ever be. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:10] O God, The God That Saveth Me

  O God, the God that saveth me, Remove my guilty stains, And I will sing Thy righteousness In grateful, joyous praise. O Lord, now open Thou my lips, Long closed by sin and shame; My mouth shall show before the world The glory of Thy Name. No sacrifice dost Thou desire, Else would I give it Thee; Nor with appointed offerings Wilt Thou delighted be. A broken spirit is to God A pleasing sacrifice; A broken and a contrite heart Thou, Lord, will not despise. Do good to Zion in Thy grace, Her ruined walls restore; Then sacrifice of righteousness Shall please Thee as of yore. Thy people then, with willing hands And hearts that Thou hast blest, Shall bring in thankful sacrifice Their choicest gifts and best.

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• [Mzm 51:10] O Thou That Hear’st When Sinners Cry

  O Thou that hear’st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before Thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem’ry from Thy book. Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin: Let Thy good Spirit ne’er depart, Nor hide Thy presence from my heart. I cannot live without Thy light Cast out and banished from Thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford; And let a wretch come near Thy throne, To plead the merits of Thy Son. A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne’er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns Thy dreadful sentence just: Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemned to die. Then will I teach the world Thy ways; Sinners shall learn Thy sovereign grace; I’ll lead them to my Savior’s blood, And they shall praise a pard’ning God. O may Thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness.

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• [Mzm 51:10] Purer Yet And Purer

  Purer yet and purer, I would be in mind, Dearer yet and dearer, every duty find; Hoping still, and trusting God without a fear, Patiently believing He will make all clear. Calmer yet and calmer, in the hour of pain, Surer yet and surer, peace at last to gain; Suffering still and doing, to His will resigned, And to joy subduing heart and will and mind. Higher yet and higher, out of clouds and sight, Nearer yet and nearer, rising to the Light; Light serene and holy, where my soul may rest, Purified and holy, sanctified and blessed. Swifter yet and swifter, ever onward run, Firmer yet and firmer, step as I go on; Oft these earnest longings swell within my breast, Yet their inner meaning ne’er can be expressed.

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• [Mzm 51:10] Pure Within

  Lord, on Thee my strength relies, O, hear me when I call; Up to Thee I lift mine eyes, My Life, my Help, my All. Refrain Source of comfort, Spring of grace, Cleanse my heart from every sin, Now reveal Thy smiling face, And make me pure within. Rock on which my soul would rest, From storm and tempest wild, Gently pillowed on Thy breast, Protect Thy weary child. Refrain Let Thy Spirit be my Guide, To endless joys above; Grant I may never turn aside, Or once forget Thy love. Refrain Soon my bark will speed its flight, To yonder portals fair, Soon’t will reach the haven bright, And drop its anchor there. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:10] Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, Alone

  Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, alone, Can turn our hearts from sin; His power alone can sanctify And keep us pure within. Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, alone Can deeper love inspire; His power alone within our souls Can light the sacred fire. Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, can bring The gifts we seek in prayer; His voice can words of comfort speak, And still each wave of care. Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, can give The grace we need this hour; And while we wait, O Spirit, come In sanctifying power.

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• [Mzm 51:10] With Hearts Renewed

  With hearts renewed, and cleansed from guilt of sin, Send we our voices pealing to the skies; Let a pure conscience echo joy within, And all our powers in emulation rise: To Father, Son and Holy Spirit’s praise, Three Whom One Essence joins, one anthem here we raise. Maker of all, the Father uncreate, Of Him from everlasting born, the Son, And the blest Spirit of co-equal state From Both proceeding, are of substance One: So in this Trinity the Persons three One perfect Being are, one God, one Majesty. Yet, none the less, each Person of the Trine God, in His attributes distinct, we own; Vainly would reason grasp the things divine, Man can but bend adoring at God’s throne: O may the Father, Son and Spirit be Our help in time of need, our joy eternally.

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