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1 Raja-raja 3:9

• [1Raj 3:9] Give Me, O Lord, Right Views Of Thee

  Give me, O Lord, right views of Thee, Thy glorious nature, love, and might; And draw my spirit’s eyes to see The things concealed from mortal sight; And in the soul which Thou hast wrought, O breathe the understanding thought. Give me, O Lord, right views of Thee, And of myself and purpose here; My life, my end, and destiny, My secret dreams of hope and fear; O Thou Who standst behind it all, To Thee for light I look and call. Give me, O Lord, right views of truth; And give me, too, the honest mind, Which of its freedom gives the proof In sweet forbearance broad and kind; Which will not barter, slight, or sell The truth it sees, but guard it well. Give me, O Lord, right views of truth; Thy all discerning Spirit give, To bring light in earliest youth Thy living words by which men live; Of all Thy gifts, I pray, impart A wise and understanding heart.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

1 Raja-raja 4:29

• [1Raj 4:29] Dear God, Our Father

  Dear God, our Father, at Thy knees confessing Our sins and follies, close in Thine embrace, Children forgiven, happy in Thy blessing, Deepen our spirits to receive Thy grace. Not for more beauty would our eyes entreat Thee, Flooded with beauty, beauty everywhere; Only for keener vision that may greet Thee, In all Thy vestures of the earth and air. The stars and rainbows are Thy wondrous wearing, Sunlight and shadow moving on the hills; Holy the meadow where Thy feet are faring, Holy the brooklet that Thy laughter fills. Not for more love our craving hearts implore Thee, But for more power to love until they glow Like hearths of comfort, eager to restore Thee, Hidden in human wretchedness and woe. In souls most sullen Thou art softly dreaming Of saints and heroes wrought from Thy divine Pity and patience, still the lost redeeming, Deepen our spirits for love like Thine.

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1 Raja-raja 5:7

• [1Raj 5:7] Hail Thee, Festival Day

  Refrain Hail thee, festival day! Blessed day to be hallowed forever; Day when our Lord was raised, Breaking the kingdom of death. Lo, the fair beauty of the earth, From the death of the winter arising! Every good gift of the year Now with its Master returns. Refrain Rise from the grave now, O Lord, The author of life and creation. Treading the pathway of death, New life You give to us all. Hail thee, festival day! Blessed day to be hallowed forever; Day when our risen Lord Rose in the heavens to reign. He who was nailed to the cross Is Ruler and Lord of all people. All things created on earth Sing to the glory of God. Refrain Daily the loveliness grows, Adorned with glory of blossom; Heaven her gates unbars, Flinging her increase of light. Refrain Refrain Hail thee, festival day! Blessed day to be hallowed forever; Day when the Holy Ghost Shone in the world full of grace. Bright and in the likeness of fire, On those who await your appearing, You Whom the Lord had foretold Suddenly, swiftly descend. Refrain Forth from the Father You come With sevenfold mystical offering, Pouring on all human souls Infinite riches of God. Refrain God the Almighty Lord, The Ruler of earth and the heavens, Guard us from harm without; Cleanse us from evil within. Jesus the health of the world, Enlighten our minds, great Redeemer, Son of the Father supreme, Only begotten of God. Spirit of life and of power, Now flow in us, fount of our being, Light that enlightens us all, Life that in all may abide. Praise to the giver of good! O lover and author of concord, Pour out your balm on our days; Order our ways in your peace.

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1 Raja-raja 8:23

• [1Raj 8:23] O Thou, Who Gav’st Thy Servant Grace

  O Thou, who gav’st Thy servant grace On Thee the living Rock to rest, To look on Thine unveiled face, And lean on Thy protecting breast. Grant us, O King of mercy, still To feel Thy presence from above, And in Thy word and in Thy will To hear Thy voice and know Thy love. And when the toils of life are done, And nature waits Thy just decree, To find our rest beneath Thy throne, And look in certain hope to Thee. To Thee, O Jesus, Light of Light, Whom as their King the saints adore, Thou strength and refuge in the fight, Be laud and glory evermore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal