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Psalms 66:16

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Psalms 145:4-12

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Nehemiah 9:9-15

• [Neh 9:10] Joy Is A Fruit That Will Not Grow

  Joy is a fruit that will not grow In nature’s barren soil; All we can boast, till Christ we know, Is vanity and toil. But where the Lord has planted grace; And made His glories known; There fruits of heavenly joy and peace Are found, and there alone. A bleeding Savior seen by faith, A sense of pard’ning love; A hope that triumphs over death, Give joys like those above. To take a glimpse within the veil, To know that God is mine; Are springs of joy that never fail, Unspeakably divine! These are the joys which satisfy, And sanctify the mind; Which make the spirit mount on high, And leave the world behind. No more, believers, mourn your lot, But if you are the Lord’s; Resign to them that know Him not, Such joys as earth affords.

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Psalms 66:16

• [Psa 66:16] Come, Ye That Fear The Lord

  Come, ye that fear the Lord, and hear What He has done for me; My cry for help is turned to praise, For He has set me free. Through pain and trouble Thou hast led, And humbled all our pride, But, in the end, to liberty And wealth Thy hand did guide. If in my heart I sin regard, My prayer He will not hear; But truly God has heard my voice, My prayer has reached His ear. O let the Lord, our gracious God, Forever blessèd be, Who has not turned my prayer from Him, Nor yet His grace from me. Here in Thy house I give to Thee The life that Thou dost bless, And pay the solemn vows I made When I was in distress. O all ye peoples, bless our God, Aloud proclaim His praise, Who safely holds our soul in life, And steadfast makes our ways.

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• [Psa 66:16] I Love To Tell The Story

  I love to tell the story of unseen things above, Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love. I love to tell the story, because I know ’tis true; It satisfies my longings as nothing else can do. Refrain I love to tell the story, ’twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love. I love to tell the story; more wonderful it seems Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams. I love to tell the story, it did so much for me; And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee. Refrain I love to tell the story; ’tis pleasant to repeat What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet. I love to tell the story, for some have never heard The message of salvation from God’s own holy Word. Refrain I love to tell the story, for those who know it best Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest. And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song, ’Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long. Refrain

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• [Psa 66:16] Tell The Sweet Story Of Love

  If you would rescue a soul from its sin, Tell the sweet story of Jesus; If for God’s kingdom a soul you would win, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain Tell the sweet story of love, Jesus will smile from above; Tell the sweet story, the beautiful story, The wonderful story of love. If you would comfort a sorrowing heart, Tell the sweet story of Jesus; Joy overflowing His peace will impart, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain If you would kindle love’s beautiful flame, Tell the sweet story of Jesus; In darkened hearts that have ne’er heard His Name, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain Would you make earth like a heaven below? Tell the sweet story of Jesus; Lovingly, gently, wherever you go, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain

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Psalms 71:17-20

• [Psa 71:18] From Days Of Early Youth, O God

  From days of early youth, O God, By Thee have I been taught, And faithfully have I declared The wonders Thou hast wrought. O gracious God, forsake me not When I am old and gray, That unto those that follow me I may Thy might display. Thy perfect righteousness, O God, The height of Heav’n exceeds, O who is like to Thee, who hast Performed such mighty deeds? Thou Who hast sent me many griefs, Wilt yet my soul restore, And out of sorrow’s lowest depths Wilt bring me forth once more. O turn again and comfort me, My waning strength increase, And for Thy faithfulness, O God, My praise shall never cease. Thou Holy One of Israel, To Thee sweet songs I raise; The soul Thou hast redeemed from death Shall give Thee joyful praise. My enemies that seek my hurt Thy help has put to shame; My thankful tongue will ceaselessly Thy righteousness proclaim.

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• [Psa 71:18] O Gracious God, Forsake Me Not

  O gracious God, forsake me not, When I am old and gray, That unto those that follow me I may Thy might display. Thy perfect righteousness, O God, The height of Heav’n exceeds; O who is like to Thee, who hast Performed such mighty deeds? Thou Who hast sent me many griefs Wilt yet my soul restore, And out of sorrow’s lowest depths Wilt bring me forth once more. O turn again and comfort me, My waning strength increase, And for Thy faithfulness, O God, My praise shall never cease. Thou Holy One of Israel, To Thee sweet songs I raise; The soul Thou hast redeemed from death Shall give Thee joyful praise.

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Psalms 105:1-2

• [Psa 105:1] O Praise The Lord, His Deeds Make Known

  O praise the Lord, His deeds make known, And call upon His Name; Sing ye to Him, His praises sing, His wondrous works proclaim. Let hearts rejoice that seek the Lord, His holy Name adore; Seek ye Jehovah and His strength, Seek Him forevermore. Ye children of God’s covenant, Who of His grace have heard, Forget not all His wondrous deeds And judgments of His Word. The Lord our God is God alone, All lands His judgments know; His promise He remembers still, While generations go. While yet our fathers were but few, Sojourners in the land, He sware that Canaan should be theirs, And made His covenant stand. He suffered none to do them wrong In all their pilgrim way; Yea, for their sake were kings reproved And covered with dismay. His stern command restrained their foes And filled them with alarm; “Touch not Mine own anointed ones, Nor do My prophets harm.” He wholly broke the staff of bread And called for famine sore, And He prepared His people’s way By sending one before. Then Joseph, sold to slavery, With cruel chains was bound; Till his prediction came to pass, Distress and grief he found. The king released him from his bonds And made him rule the land, Subjecting chiefs and senators To his controlling hand. To Egypt Israel followed then, And there grew great and strong, Until their friends became their foes And did them grievous wrong. God sent His servant Moses then, And Aaron, whom He chose; Great signs and wonders they displayed To terrify their foes. In darkness they were taught to fear God’s great and holy Name; On man and beast, on vine and field, His awful judgment came. He smote the first-born in the land, The chief of all their strength, Enriched His people with the spoil And brought them forth at length. He led them forth in health and strength, None weak in all their band, And Egypt, filled with fear, rejoiced To see them leave the land. He spread a cloud to cover them, Most glorious and bright, And made a fiery pillar shine To give them light by night. At their request He sent them quails, And bread of Heav’n bestowed; And from the rock, to quench their thirst, The living waters flowed. His sacred word to Abraham He kept, though waiting long, And brought His chosen people forth With joy and thankful song. The lands and toil of wicked men He gave them to possess, That they might keep His holy laws, Jehovah praise and bless. Let hearts rejoice that seek the Lord, His holy Name adore; Seek ye Jehovah and His strength, Seek Him forevermore.

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Psalms 145:4-12

• [Psa 145:5] Glorious Majesty

  Glorious Majesty, before Thee We bow to worship and adore Thee; With grateful hearts to Thee we sing, Earth and heaven tell the story Of Thine eternal might and glory, And all Thy works their incense bring. Lo, hosts of cherubim and countless seraphim Sing hosanna, holy is God Almighty God, all merciful and all wise God! God of light, exalted, holy! Thy tender care protects the lowly, Nor leaves Thy children to their fate. Gracious art Thou, God our Father, Thy chosen people Thou dost gather, Within Thine arms compassionate, Thou gavest us Thy Son, through whom Thy grace is won, And Thy Spirit dwelleth within to cleanse from sin Whom Thine own Son hath died to win. Bless and keep, O Lord, Thy creatures, Reveal to us Thy gracious features, O turn to us Thy face with peace Here our songs we humbly tender, Til glorified our tongues shall render To Thee our praise without surcease, Where hosts of cherubim and countless seraphim Sing holy is God, almighty God, All merciful and all wise God!

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• [Psa 145:7] Sweet Is The Memory Of Thy Grace

  Sweet is the memory of Thy grace, My God, my heav’nly King; Let age to age Thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. God reigns on high, but not confines His goodness to the skies; Through the whole earth His bounty shines, And every want supplies. With longing eyes Thy creatures wait On Thee for daily food; Thy liberal hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. How kind are Thy compassions, Lord! How slow Thine anger moves! But soon He sends His pardoning word To cheer the souls He loves. Creatures with all their endless race Thy power and praise proclaim; But saints that taste Thy richer grace Delight to bless Thy Name.

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• [Psa 145:8] The Greatness Of His Mercy

  When in Jesus we believe, and His pardon we receive, What a comfort to the soul the promise brings; That the weary and oppressed, when they come to Him for rest, He will cover with the shadow of His wings. Refrain O sing the greatness of His mercy, Unto those that seek Him ever full and free; O sing, while angels join the chorus, Rolling onward like the sea. When in Jesus we abide, and by faith are justified, We have peace with God the Father through His Name; And the joy that fills the heart, though its earthly hopes depart, Through His all atoning merit we may claim. Refrain When in Jesus we are one we can say, His will be done, We can trust Him where perhaps we cannot trace; For he keeps us by His power, every moment, every hour, And we feel the sweet refreshing of His grace. Refrain Oh, the whispers of His love, how they cheer us from above, While they tell of yonder mansions bright and fair; Where, beyond the swelling tide, we shall anchor at His side, And be gathered with the saints in glory there. Refrain

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• [Psa 145:8] The Pilgrim’s Journey

  Slow to anger, full of kindness, Rich in mercy, Lord, Thou art, Wash me in Thy healing fountain, Take away my sinful heart. Refrain I would go the pilgrim’s journey, Onward to the promised land; I would reach the golden city, There to join the angel band. Thou wilt never, never leave me, If I give myself to Thee, Teach, O teach me how to praise Thee, Tell me what my life should be. Refrain May Thy ever gracious spirit, Lead me in the way of truth, May I learn the voice of wisdom, In the early days of youth. Refrain O! how sweet to rest confiding, On Thy Word that cannot fail, Strong in Thee, whate’er my trials, Through Thy grace I must prevail. Refrain

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• [Psa 145:10] Make Him Known

  Tell of Christ Who saves from sin; Make Him known—make Him known! He has called you souls to win, Make Him known! Refrain Make the blessèd Savior known, Till all hearts shall be His throne; Till He rules the world alone, Make Him known. For the world God gave His Son, Make Him known—make Him known! With the message quickly run, Make Him known! Refrain All the lost ones Christ has sought, Make Him known—make Him known! Great salvation He hath wrought, Make Him known! Refrain Go ye forth to all the world, Make Him known—make Him known! Let His banner be unfurled— Make Him known! Refrain Souls are groping in the night, Make Him known—make Him known! Jesus is the world’s true Light, Make Him known! Refrain

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• [Psa 145:12] Ye Sons Of Men, With Joy Record

  Ye sons of men, with joy record The various wonders of the Lord; And let His power and goodness sound Through all your tribes the earth around. Let the high heavens your songs invite; Those spacious fields of brilliant light, Where sun and moon and planets roll, And stars that glow from pole to pole. See earth in verdant robes arrayed, Its herbs and flowers, its fruit and shade; View the broad sea’s majestic plains, And think how wide its Maker reigns. But O that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns Incarnate Love! God’s only Son in flesh arrayed, For man a bleeding Victim made. Thither, my soul, with rapture soar: There in the land of praise adore: This theme demands an angel’s lay, Demands an undeclining day.

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