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Mazmur 71:3

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Mazmur 22:4

• [Mzm 22:4] O God, Above The Drifting Years

  O God, above the drifting years, The shrines our fathers founded stand, And where the higher gain appears, We trace the working of Thy hand. From out their tireless prayer and toil Emerge the gifts that time has proved, And seed laid deep in sacred soil, Yields harvests rich in lasting good. The torch of their devotion lent, Lightens the dark that round us lies; Help us to pass it on unspent, Until the dawn lights up the skies. Form Thou our hearts with faith like theirs, Who served the days they could not see, And give us grace, through ampler years, To build the kingdom yet to be.

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• [Mzm 22:4] ’tis So Sweet To Trust In Jesus

  ’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, And to take Him at His Word; Just to rest upon His promise, And to know, “Thus says the Lord!” Refrain Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him! How I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! O for grace to trust Him more! O how sweet to trust in Jesus, Just to trust His cleansing blood; And in simple faith to plunge me ’Neath the healing, cleansing flood! Refrain Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus, Just from sin and self to cease; Just from Jesus simply taking Life and rest, and joy and peace. Refrain I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee, Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend; And I know that Thou art with me, Wilt be with me to the end. Refrain

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Mazmur 30:9-12

• [Mzm 30:12] Our Father, Unto Thee

  Our Father, unto Thee We now on bended knee Our voices raise. For all Thy love has wrought, Our life with blessings fraught, Transcending all our thought, We speak Thy praise. And not by lips alone Would we Thy goodness own, And worship Thee, But may our lives express That which our hearts confess, And we in holiness More worthy be. And may our hands reach out To those who round about Demand our love. In every hour of need May we their pleadings heed, Till earth becomes indeed Like Heaven above.

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Mazmur 40:2

• [Mzm 40:2] Firm On The Rock I Stand

  Firm on the Rock I stand, Jesus, my Lord, Held by Thy mighty hand, Jesus, my Lord. Filled with Thy love divine, O what a joy is mine! I am a child of Thine, Jesus, my Lord. Refrain Jesus, my Lord, Jesus, my Lord, I am a child of Thine, Jesus, my Lord. Thou art my constant Guest, Jesus, my Lord; Safe in Thy fold I rest, Jesus, my Lord. What though a cross I bear? Bright is the pearl I wear, Life in Thy life I share, Jesus, my Lord. Refrain Soon o’er the swelling tide, Jesus, my Lord, Home on the other side, Jesus, my Lord, I shall awake with Thee, Thine through eternity, Thou that hast died for me, Jesus, my Lord. Refrain

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• [Mzm 40:2] He Brought Me Out

  My heart was distressed ’neath Jehovah’s dread frown, And low in the pit where my sins dragged me down; I cried to the Lord from the deep miry clay, Who tenderly brought me out to golden day. Refrain He brought me out of the miry clay, He set my feet on the Rock to stay; He puts a song in my soul today, A song of praise, hallelujah! He placed me upon the strong Rock by His side, My steps were established and here I’ll abide; No danger of falling while here I remain, But stand by His grace until the crown I gain. Refrain He gave me a song, ’twas a new song of praise; By day and by night its sweet notes I will raise; My heart’s overflowing, I’m happy and free. I’ll praise my Redeemer, who has rescued me. Refrain I’ll sing of His wonderful mercy to me, I’ll praise Him till all men His goodness shall see; I’ll sing of salvation at home and abroad, Till many shall hear the truth and trust in God. Refrain

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• [Mzm 40:2] He Took My Feet From The Miry Clay

  He took my feet from the miry clay, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! And placed them on the rock to stay, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! Refrain I can tell the world about this, I can tell the nations I’m blest, Tell them that Jesus made me whole, And He brought joy, joy to my soul! O my Lord did just what He said, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! He healed the sick and He raised the dead, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! Refrain O Jesus washed my sins away, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! And made me happy all the day, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! Refrain He died on the cross to save my soul, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! He ransomed me and made me whole, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! Refrain

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Mazmur 71:3

• [Mzm 71:3] Thou Art My Rock

  Thou art my Rock in the wide desert land, Sheltered by Thee here in safety I stand; What tho’ the storms and the tempests may beat, What tho’ the sun pour its fierce noontide heat: Refrain Sheltered by Thee, sheltered by Thee, Here in the shadow from danger I’m free. Once I was wand’ring exposed to the storm, Refuge there was none to shield me from harm; Then ’twas I found in the broad desert way Christ as my Rock and with gladness could say: Refrain Come to the Rock so majestic and grand; Here in its shelter a million may stand; Each one may feel that his hope here is sure, Each one may say in his safety secure: Refrain

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Mazmur 86:13

• [Mzm 86:13] Arise, My Soul! My Joyful Powers

  Arise, my soul, my joyful powers, And triumph in my God; Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim His glorious grace abroad. He raised me from the deeps of sin, The gates of gaping hell, And fixed my standing more secure Than ’twas before I fell. The arms of everlasting love Beneath my soul He placed; And on the Rock of ages set My slippery footsteps fast. The city of my blessed abode Is walled around with grace, Salvation for a bulwark stands To shield the sacred place. Satan may vent his sharpest spite, And all his legions roar; Almighty mercy guards my life, And bounds his raging power. Arise, my soul; awake, my voice, And tunes of pleasure sing; Loud hallelujahs shall address My Savior and my King.

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Yesaya 38:17-19

• [Yes 38:18] Awake, My Zeal; Awake, My Love

  Awake, my zeal; awake, my love, To serve my Savior here below, In works which perfect saints above And holy angels cannot do. Awake, my charity, to feed The hungry soul, and clothe the poor; In Heav’n are found no sons of need, There all these duties are no more. Subdue thy passions, O my soul! Maintain the fight, thy work pursue, Daily thy rising sins control, And be thy vic’tries ever new. The land of triumph lies on high, There are no foes t’encounter there; Lord, I would conquer till I die, And finish all the glorious war. Let every flying hour confess I gain Thy Gospel fresh renown; And when my life and labors cease, May I possess the promised crown!

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  source: Cyberhymnal