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Mazmur 36:9

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Mazmur 36:9

• [Mzm 36:9] After The Life-paths

  After the lifepaths we’re treading End upon time’s solemn shore, There will be light at the river While the redeemed ones pass o’er. Refrain There will be light at the river, There will be light at the river, There will be light at the river, While the redeemed ones pass o’er. There will be light for the spirits Who thro’ deep shadows have come— Fadeless light shining glad welcome Out from the windows of home. Refrain There will be light for the weary Who thro’ sore trials have passed— Radiant light as they enter, Peace that for ever shall last. Refrain There will be light for the faithful, Whate’er the way they have trod— Glorious light sent to guide them Safe to the city of God. Refrain

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• [Mzm 36:9] Come To The Fountain

  Come with thy sins to the fountain, Come with thy burden of grief; Bury them deep in its waters, There thou wilt find a relief. Refrain Haste thee away, why wilt thou stay? Risk not thy soul on a moment’s delay; Jesus is waiting to save thee, Mercy is pleading today. Come as thou art to the fountain, Jesus is waiting for thee; What though thy sins are like crimson, White as the snow they shall be. Refrain These are the words of the Savior; They who repent and believe, They who are willing to trust Him, Life at His hand shall receive. Refrain Come and be healed at the fountain, List to the peace speaking voice; Over a sinner returning Now let the angels rejoice. Refrain

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• [Mzm 36:9] Morn Of Morns, And Day Of Days

  Morn of morns, and day of days! Beauteous were thy newborn rays: Brighter yet from death’s dark prison Christ, the Light of lights, is risen. He commanded, and His Word Death and the dread chaos heard; Oh, shall we, more deaf than they, In the chains of darkness stay? Nature yet in shadow lies; Let the sons of light arise, And present the morning rays With sweet canticles of praise. While the dead world sleeps around, Let the sacred temples sound Law, and prophet, and blest psalm Lit with holy light so calm. Unto hearts in slumber weak Let the heavenly trumpet speak; And a newer walk express Their new life to righteousness. Grant us this, and with us be, O Thou Fount of charity, Thou Who dost the Spirit give, Bidding the dead letter live. Glory to the Father, Son, And to Thee, O Holy One, By Whose quickening breath divine Our dull spirits turn and shine.

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• [Mzm 36:9] Thou Art, O God, The Life And Light

  Thou art, O God, the Life and Light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee; Where’er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine. When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into Heaven, Those hues, that make the sun’s decline So soft, so radiant, Lord, are Thine. When night with wings of starry gloom O’ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark beauteous bird whose plume Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes— That sacred gloom, those fires divine, So grand, so countless, Lord, are Thine. When youthful spring around us breathes, Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh, And every flower the summer wreathes Is born beneath that kindling eye— Where’er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.

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Mazmur 90:2

• [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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Yeremia 10:10

• [Yer 10:10] Lead On, O King Eternal

  Lead on, O King eternal, The day of march has come; Henceforth in fields of conquest Thy tents shall be our home. Through days of preparation Thy grace has made us strong; And now, O King eternal, We lift our battle song. Lead on, O King eternal, Till sin’s fierce war shall cease, And holiness shall whisper The sweet amen of peace. For not with swords’ loud clashing, Nor roll of stirring drums; With deeds of love and mercy The heavenly kingdom comes. Lead on, O King eternal, We follow, not with fears, For gladness breaks like morning Where’er Thy face appears. Thy cross is lifted over us, We journey in its light; The crown awaits the conquest; Lead on, O God of might.

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  source: Cyberhymnal