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Mazmur 42:4

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Mazmur 42:4

• [Mzm 42:4] Hark To The Bells

  Bells of praise! Bells of praise! How the merry bells are ringing, Joyous notes their message bringing! Come where love and mercy meet, Bells of praise ring clear and sweet. Refrain Hark to the bells so sweetly blending; Go with heart and voice attending; Love and mercy meet you there, In this hour of praise and prayer. Bells of prayer! Bells of prayer! Oh, how tenderly the pleading, Weary, longing souls entreating, Have a pardon full and free! Bells of prayer entreating thee! Refrain Bells of joy! Bells of joy! Loud and clear the peals are telling Of the songs of praises swelling. Worship in yon temple hall; Bells of joy proclaim the call. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 42:4] Sing We Merry Christmas

  Sing we merry Christmas, Christmas blithe and free! Time of holy gladness, Mirth and minstrelsy. Hark! the merry church bells Ringing joyously, Hailing with sweet music Christ’s nativity. Haste we to the temple, Wreathe our garlands green; Deck each arch and column For the festive scene. Glory in the highest! Hark the angels sing; Glory in the highest To our infant King! Pastor, choir, and people Join in concert all; Sing your loudest praises At our festival. Joy for us poor exiles Comes this happy morn; Jesus our Emmanuel, Christ, the Lord, is born!

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Mazmur 81:1-4

• [Mzm 81:1] Jesus Our Strength

  I am Thine, my blessèd Lord, Thou hast died for me. All I have and all I am, Now belongs to Thee; Give me of Thy heav’nly store, Grace to love and serve Thee more, Let Thy blood, a cleansing flood, Make me pure and free. Refrain In Thy love and fullness wide, All my imperfections hide, Ever in my heart abide, All in all to me. Oft methinks I hear Thy voice, “I have died for thee; What has thou today, My child, Wrought in love for Me?” Only little duties done, Trials borne and victories won, Small to show, yet this I know, They were done for Thee. Refrain Guided ever by Thy love, All my way is bright; Burdens Thou dost send me, Lord, Borne for Thee are light. While I closely cling to Thee, What can harm or hinder me? Every day a little way Nearer Heaven and Thee. Refrain So I’ll gladly journey on Toward my heavenly home; Walking in Thy strength alone, Till the end shall come. Then when Thy dear face I see, This shall be my only plea: I have tried—but Thou hast died, Died, dear Lord, for me. In Thy love and fullness wide, All my imperfections hide, Jesus, Savior, Friend and Guide, Let me dwell with Thee!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 81:1] Now To God, Our Strength And Savior

  Now to God, our Strength and Savior, Render praise and loudly sing. In our fathers’ God rejoicing, All your noblest music bring. Let the trumpet, far resounding, This our festal day proclaim, By our fathers’ God appointed, When from bondage Israel came. I, Thy God, removed thy burdens, When thou calledst, set thee free, Proved thee in the thirsty desert, In the thunder answered thee. O My people, hear My pleadings; O that thou wouldst hearken now; No strange worship shalt thou offer, Nor to idols shalt thou bow. I am God the Lord Who saved thee, And from cruel bondage freed; Open wide thy mouth of longing; I will satisfy thy need. But My people would not hearken, Yea, they would not yield to Me; So I left them in their blindness, Their own counselors to be. If My people would obey Me, Gladly walking in My ways, Soon would I, their foes subduing, Fill their lips with songs of praise. All the haters of Jehovah Shall His clemency implore, And the days of those that love Him Shall endure forevermore. Yea, with wheat the very finest I their hunger will supply, Bid the very rocks yield honey That shall fully satisfy.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 81:1] O God, Our Strength, To Thee Our Song

  O God, our strength, to Thee our song With grateful hearts we raise; To Thee, and Thee alone, belong All worship, love and praise. In trouble’s dark and stormy hour Thine ear hath heard our prayer; And graciously Thine arm of power Hath saved us from despair. And Thou, O ever gracious Lord, Wilt keep Thy promise still, If, meekly hearkening to Thy Word, We seek to do Thy will. Led by the light Thy grace imparts, Ne’er may we bow the knee To idols, which our wayward hearts Set up instead of Thee. So shall Thy choicest gifts, O Lord, Thy faithful people bless; For them shall earth its stores afford, And Heav’n its happiness.

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  source: Cyberhymnal