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Mazmur 103:1-22

Mazmur 108:1--110:7

Mazmur 122:1-9

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Mazmur 101:1-8

• [Mzm 101:1] Of Mercy And Of Justice

  Of mercy and of justice My thankful song shall be; O Lord, in joyful praises My song shall rise to Thee. Within my house I purpose To walk in wisdom’s way; O Lord, I need Thy presence; How long wilt Thou delay? On what is base and evil I will not set my heart; Transgressor’s ways abhorring, With them I take no part. No froward man or evil Shall my companion be; I will not suffer slander Or pride or treachery. The faithful and the upright Shall minister to me; The lying and deceitful My favor shall not see. I will in daily judgment All wickedness reward, And cleanse from evildoers The city of the Lord.

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• [Mzm 101:1] To God The Anthem Raising

  To God the anthem raising, Sing, Christians, great and small; Sing out, His goodness praising, Oh, thank Him, one and all! Behold how God this year, Which now is safely ended, Hath in His love befriended His children far and near. Let us consider rightly His mercies manifold, And let us not think lightly Of all His gifts untold. Let thankfulness recall How God this year hath led us, How He hath clothed and fed us, The great ones and the small. To church and state He granted His peace in every place, His vineyard He hath planted Among us by His grace, His ever bounteous hand Prosperity hath given And want and famine driven From this our native land. His Father heart is yearning To take us for His own When, our transgressions mourning, We trust in Christ alone; When in His Name we pray And humbly make confession, He pardons our transgression And is our faithful Stay. Our God hath well defended, Hath kept us through His grace; But if He had contended With us our sins to trace And given us our meed, We all would then be lying In sin and sorrow, dying, Each one for his misdeed. O Father dear in Heaven, For all Thy gifts of love Which Thou to us hast given We lift our thanks above. In Jesus’ Name we here, To Thee our prayers addressing, Still ask Thee for Thy blessing: Grant us a joyful year.

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Mazmur 103:1-22

• [Mzm 103:1] Bless, O My Soul! The Living God

  Bless, O my soul! the living God. Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad. Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine, In work and worship so divine. Bless, O my soul! the God of grace. His favors claim thy highest praise. Why should the wonders He hath wrought Be lost in silence and forgot, Be lost in silence and forgot? ’Tis He, my soul, that sent His Son To die for crimes which thou hast done. He owns the ransom and forgives The hourly follies of our lives, The hourly follies of our lives. The vices of the mind He heals, And cures the pains that nature feels; Redeems the soul from hell, and saves Our wasting life from threat’ning graves. Our youth decayed, His power repairs; His mercy crowns our growing years; He satisfies our mouth with good, And fills our hopes with heav’nly food. He sees th’oppressor and th’oppressed, And often gives the suff’rers rest; But will His justice more display In the last great rewarding day. His power He showed by Moses’ hands, And gave to Israel His commands; But sent His truth and mercy down To all the nations by His Son. Let the whole earth His power confess. Let the whole earth adore His grace. The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine, In work and worship so divine.

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• [Mzm 103:1] Come, O My Soul, In Sacred Lays

  Come, O my soul, in sacred lays Attempt thy great Creator’s praise: But O, what tongue can speak His fame? What verse can reach the lofty theme? What verse can reach the lofty theme? Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He glory like a garment wears; To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around Him shine, Ten thousand suns around Him shine. In all our Maker’s grand designs, Almighty power, with wisdom, shines; His works, through all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of His Name, Declare the glory of His Name. Raised on devotion’s lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, His glories sing; And let His praise employ thy tongue Till listening worlds shall join the song, Till listening worlds shall join the song.

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• [Mzm 103:1] Holy And Reverend Is The Name

  Holy and reverend is the Name Of our eternal King: Thrice holy Lord, the angels cry; Thrice holy, let us sing. Heaven’s brightest lamps with Him compared, How mean they look and dim! The fairest angels have their spots, When once compared with Him. Holy is He in all his works, And truth is His delight; But sinners and their wicked ways Shall perish from His sight. The deepest reverence of the mind, Pay, O my soul, to God; Lift with thy hands a holy heart To His sublime abode. With sacred awe pronounce His Name, Whom words nor thoughts can reach; A broken heart shall please Him more Than the best forms of speech. Thou holy God! preserve my soul From all pollution free; The pure in heart are Thy delight, And they Thy face shall see.

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• [Mzm 103:1] My Soul, Now Praise Thy Maker

  My soul, now praise thy Maker! Let all within me bless His Name Who maketh thee partaker Of mercies more than thou dar’st claim. Forget Him not Whose meekness Still bears with all thy sin, Who healeth all thy weakness, Renews thy life within. Whose grace and care are endless And saved thee thro’ the past; Who leaves no suff’rer friendless, But rights the wronged at last. He shows to man His treasure Of judgment, truth, and righteousness, His love beyond all measure, His yearning pity o’er distress, Nor treats us as we merit, But lays His anger by. The humble, contrite spirit Finds His compassion nigh; And high as Heav’n above us, As break from close of day, So far, since He doth love us, He puts our sins away. For as a tender father Hath pity on his children here, He in His arms will gather All who are His in childlike fear. He knows how frail our powers Who but from dust are made; We flourish like the flowers, And even so we fade; The wind but o’er them passes, And all their bloom is o’er— We wither like the grasses, Our place knows us no more. God’s grace alone endureth, And children’s children yet shall prove How He with strength assureth The hearts of all that seek His love. In Heav’n is fixed His dwelling, His rule is over all; Angels, in might excelling, Bright hosts, before Him fall. Praise Him Who ever reigneth, All ye who hear His Word, Nor our poor hymns disdaineth— My soul, O praise the Lord!

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• [Mzm 103:1] O Bless The Lord, My Soul (montgomery)

  O bless the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim! And all that is within me join To bless His holy Name! O bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind! Forget not all His benefits! The Lord to thee is kind. He will not always chide; He will with patience wait; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. He pardons all thy sins; Prolongs thy feeble breath; He healeth thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. He clothes thee with His love; Upholds thee with His truth; And like the eagle He renews The vigor of thy youth. Then bless His holy Name, Whose grace hath made thee whole, Whose lovingkindness crowns thy days! O bless the Lord, my soul!

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• [Mzm 103:1] O Bless The Lord, My Soul (watts)

  O bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless His Name Whose favors are divine. O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let His mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. ‘Tis He forgives thy sins, ‘Tis He relieves thy pain, ‘Tis He that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again. He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. He fills the poor with good, He gives the suff’rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th’oppressed. His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known But sent the world His truth and grace By His belovèd Son.

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• [Mzm 103:1] O Hallelujah, Praise His Holy Name

  There’s a story that’s been told, Hallelujah! Of a Savior and His precious love; How He died to make us free, Hallelujah! That we all might go and live with Him above. Refrain O Hallelujah! Praise His holy Name and let our voices ring; There are mansions up above, All prepared for those who love And sing of their Savior King. There’s a song that’s in my heart, Hallelujah! I’m so glad that He has made me whole; I am saved, and by His grace, Hallelujah! I will always keep His love within my soul. Refrain There’s a song that’s in the air, Hallelujah! All the angels sing it in the sky; “Just repent and He’ll forgive,” Hallelujah! And your soul to Him for refuge then will fly. Refrain

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• [Mzm 103:1] O My Soul, Bless God The Father

  O my soul, bless God the Father; All within me bless His Name; Bless the Father, and forget not All His mercies to proclaim. Who forgives all your transgressions, Your diseases all Who heals; Who redeems you from destruction, Who with you so kindly deals. Far as east from west is distant, He has put away our sin; Like the pity of a father Has the Lord’s compassion been. As it was without beginning, So it lasts without an end; To their children’s children ever Shall His righteousness extend. Unto such as keep His cov’nant And are steadfast in His way; Unto those who still remember His commandments, and obey. Bless the Father, all His creatures, Ever under His control, All throughout His vast dominion; Bless the Father, O my soul.

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• [Mzm 103:1] O My Soul, Bless Thou Jehovah

  O my soul, bless thou Jehovah, All within me, bless His Name; Bless Jehovah and forget not All His mercies to proclaim. He forgives all thy transgressions, Heals thy sicknesses and pains; He redeems thee from destruction, And His love thy life sustains. He with tender mercies crowns thee, Satisfies thy full request, So that, like the tireless eagle, Thou with youth renewed art blessed. Righteous is the Lord in judgment Unto all that are oppressed; To His people He has ever Made His goodness manifest. Yea, the Lord is full of mercy And compassion for distress, Slow to anger and abundant In His grace and tenderness. He will be not be angry alway, Nor will He forever chide; Though we oft have sinned against Him, Still His love and grace abide. As the heav’ns are high above us, Great His love to us has proved; Far as east from west is distant, He has all our sins removed. As a father loves his children, Feeling pity for their woes, So the Lord to those who fear Him Mercy and compassion shows.

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• [Mzm 103:1] O Thou My Soul, Bless God The Lord

  O thou my soul, bless God the Lord; And all that in me is Be stirrèd up His holy Name To magnify and bless. Bless, O my soul, the Lord thy God, And not forgetful be Of all His gracious benefits He hath bestowed on thee. Such pity as a father hath And shows his children dear, Like pity shows the Lord to such As worship Him in fear. Yea, unto them that fear the Lord His mercy never ends; And to their children’s children still His righteousness extends. To such as keep His covenant Nor from it go astray, Who His commandments bear in mind And faithfully obey.

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• [Mzm 103:1] Praise, My Soul, The King Of Heaven

  Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven; To His feet thy tribute bring. Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Evermore His praises sing: Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise the everlasting King. Praise Him for His grace and favor To our fathers in distress. Praise Him still the same as ever, Slow to chide, and swift to bless. Alleluia! Alleluia! Glorious in His faithfulness. Fatherlike He tends and spares us; Well our feeble frame He knows. In His hands He gently bears us, Rescues us from all our foes. Alleluia! Alleluia! Widely yet His mercy flows. Frail as summer’s flower we flourish, Blows the wind and it is gone; But while mortals rise and perish Our God lives unchanging on, Praise Him, Praise Him, Hallelujah Praise the High Eternal One! Angels, help us to adore Him; Ye behold Him face to face; Sun and moon, bow down before Him, Dwellers all in time and space. Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise with us the God of grace.

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• [Mzm 103:2] Ere I Sleep, For Every Favor

  Ere I sleep, for every favor, This day showed, by my God, I will bless my Savior. O my Lord, what shall I render To Thy Name, still the same, Gracious, good, and tender? Leave me not, but ever love me; Let Thy peace, be my bliss, Till Thou hence remove me.
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• [Mzm 103:2] O Thou My Soul, Forget No More

  O thou, my soul, forget no more The Friend Who all thy misery bore; Let every idol be forgot, But, O my soul, forget Him not. Jesus for thou a body takes, Thy guilt assumes, thy fetters breaks, Discharging all thy dreadful debt; And canst thou e’er such love forget? Renounce thy works and ways, with grief, And fly to this most sure relief; Nor Him forget, who left His throne, And for thy life gave up His own. Infinite truth and mercy shine, In Him, and He Himself is thine: And canst thou, then, with sin beset, Such charms, such matchless charms, forget? Ah! no—till life itself depart, His Name shall cheer and warm my heart; And lisping this, from earth I’ll rise; And join the chorus of the skies. Ah! no—when all things else expire, And perish in the general fire, This Name all others shall survive, And through eternity shall live.

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• [Mzm 103:3] Holy God, We Praise Thy Name

  Holy God, we praise Thy Name; Lord of all, we bow before Thee! All on earth Thy scepter claim, All in Heaven above adore Thee; Infinite Thy vast domain, Everlasting is Thy reign. Hark! the loud celestial hymn Angel choirs above are raising, Cherubim and seraphim, In unceasing chorus praising; Fill the heavens with sweet accord: Holy, holy, holy, Lord. Lo! the apostolic train Join the sacred Name to hallow; Prophets swell the loud refrain, And the white robed martyrs follow; And from morn to set of sun, Through the Church the song goes on. Holy Father, Holy Son, Holy Spirit, Three we name Thee; While in essence only One, Undivided God we claim Thee; And adoring bend the knee, While we own the mystery. Thou art King of glory, Christ: Son of God, yet born of Mary; For us sinners sacrificed, And to death a tributary: First to break the bars of death, Thou has opened Heaven to faith. From Thy high celestial home, Judge of all, again returning, We believe that Thou shalt come In the dreaded doomsday morning; When Thy voice shall shake the earth, And the startled dead come forth. Therefore do we pray Thee, Lord: Help Thy servants whom, redeeming By Thy precious blood out-poured, Thou hast saved from Satan’s scheming. Give to them eternal rest In the glory of the blest. Spare Thy people, Lord, we pray, By a thousand snares surrounded: Keep us without sin today, Never let us be confounded. Lo, I put my trust in Thee; Never, Lord, abandon me.

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• [Mzm 103:8] Lord, How Wondrous Are His Ways, The

  The Lord, how wondrous are His ways! How firm His truth! how large His grace! He takes His mercy for His throne, And thence He makes His glories known. Not half so high His power hath spread The starry heav’ns above our head, As His rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. Not half so far hath nature placed The rising morning from the west, As His forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those He loves. How slowly doth His wrath arise! On swifter wings salvation flies; And if He lets His anger burn, How soon His frowns to pity turn. Amidst His wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins; And while His rod corrects His saints, His ear indulges their complaints. So fathers their young sons chastise With gentle hand and melting eyes; The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that He bestows. He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon, Or morning flowers that fade at noon. But His eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure; From age to age His truth shall reign, Nor children’s children hope in vain.

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• [Mzm 103:13] Like As A Father

  When silent falls the gushing tear, O’er cheeks grown pale with care; And on the heart a cross is laid That seems too hard to bear, Remember what our Lord has said, And trust, in weal or woe, His holy Word, that changeth not, Though uttered years ago. Refrain “Like as a father pitieth His children, So the Lord pitieth them that fear Him, So the Lord pitieth them that fear Him.” When one by one our treasured hopes Like autumn leaves decay, And they who made our life most dear Are borne from us away, O look beyond the veil of time, Where springs of comfort flow, And trust His Word, that changeth not, Though uttered years ago. Refrain The clouds that bode the darkest hour The purest light may bring; The heart that mourns its broken chords The sweetest song may sing; Though oft a rugged path we tread, Yet this one thing we know, God’s holy Word can never change, Though uttered years ago. Refrain

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• [Mzm 103:13] Tender Love A Father Has, The

  The tender love a father has For all his children dear, Such love the Lord bestows on them Who worship Him in fear. The Lord remembers we are dust, And all our frailty knows; Man’s days are like the tender grass, And as the flower he grows. The flower is withered by the wind That smites with blighting breath; So man is quickly swept away Before the blast of death. Unchanging is the love of God, From age to age the same, Displayed to all who do His will And reverence His Name. Those who His gracious cov’nant keep The Lord will ever bless; Their children’s children shall rejoice To see His righteousness.

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• [Mzm 103:14] Mindful Of Our Human Frailty

  Mindful of our human frailty Is the God in Whom we trust; He Whose years are everlasting, He remembers we are dust. Man is like the tender flower, And his days are like the grass, Withered where it lately flourished By the blighting winds that pass. Changeless is Jehovah’s mercy Unto those who fear His Name, From eternity abiding To eternity the same. All the faithful to His covenant Shall behold His righteousness; He will be their strength and refuge And their children’s children bless.

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• [Mzm 103:15] Make Haste, O Man, To Live

  Make haste, O man, to live, For thou so soon must die; Time hurries past thee like the breeze; How swift its moments fly! To breathe, and wake, and sleep, To smile, to sigh, to grieve; To move in idleness through earth, This, this is not to live! Up, then, with speed, and work; Fling ease and self away; This is no time for thee to sleep, Up, watch, and work, and pray! The useful, not the great, The thing that never dies, The silent toil that is not lost— Set these before thine eyes. The seed, whose leaf and flower, Though poor in human sight, Bring forth at last th’eternal fruit, Sow thou by day and night. Make haste, O man, to live, Thy time is almost o’er; O sleep not, dream not, but arise, The Judge is at the door!

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• [Mzm 103:15] Waits? Song, The

  The moon shines bright and the stars give a light A little before the day: Our mighty Lord He looked on us, And bade us awake and pray. Awake, awake, good people all, Awake, and you shall hear, The Lord our God died on the cross For us He loved so dear. O fair, O fair Jerusalem, When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end, Thy joy that I may see? The fields were green as green could be, When from His glorious seat, Our blessèd Father watered us, With His heavenly dew so sweet. And for the saving of our souls Christ died upon the cross; We ne’er shall do for Jesus Christ As He hath done for us. The life of man is but a span, And cut down in its flower, We’re here today, tomorrow gone, The creatures of an hour. Instruct and teach your children well, The while that you are here; It will be better for your soul, When your corpse lies on the bier. Today you may be alive and well, Worth many a thousand pound; Tomorrow dead and cold as clay, Your corpse laid underground. With one turf at thine head, O man, And another at thy feet; Thy good deeds and thy bad, O man, Will altogether meet. My song is done, I must be gone, I can stay no longer here; God bless you all, both great and small, And send you a joyful new year!

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• [Mzm 103:15] What Sweet Of Life Endureth?

  What sweet of life endureth Unmixed with bitter pain? ’Midst earthly change and chances What glory doth remain? All is a feeble shadow, A dream that will not stay; Death cometh in a moment, And taketh all away. O Christ, a light transcendent Shines in Thy countenance, And none can tell the sweetness, The beauty of Thy glance. In this may Thy poor servant His joy eternal find; Thou calledst him, O rest him, Thou Lover of mankind!

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• [Mzm 103:19] In The Heav’ns The Lord Almighty

  In the heav’ns the Lord Almighty Fixed His everlasting throne; Over all his His dominion, He is God and He alone. Bless the Lord, ye mighty angels, Ye that hearken to His voice, All His gracious word fulfilling, Ever bless Him and rejoice. Bless the Lord, all ye His servants, Ministers of God Most High; Ye His hosts, that do His pleasure, God your Maker glorify. Bless the Lord, all things created; Be His holy Name adored All throughout His wide dominion; O my soul, bless thou the Lord.

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• [Mzm 103:21] Ye Servants Of God

  Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful Name; The Name all victorious of Jesus extol, His kingdom is glorious and rules over all. The waves of the sea have lift up their voice, Sore troubled that we in Jesus rejoice; The floods they are roaring, but Jesus is here; While we are adoring, He always is near. When devils engage, the billows arise, And horribly rage, and threaten the skies: Their fury shall never our steadfastness shock, The weakest believer is built on a rock. God ruleth on high, almighty to save, And still He is nigh, His presence we have; The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation to Jesus, our King. “Salvation to God, who sits on the throne!” Let all cry aloud and honor the Son; The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb. Then let us adore and give Him His right, All glory and power, all wisdom and might; All honor and blessing with angels above, And thanks never ceasing and infinite love.

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Mazmur 108:1--110:7

• [Mzm 108:1] My Heart Is Fixed, O God (psalter)

  My heart is fixed, O God, A grateful song I raise; Awake, O harp, in joyful strains; Awake, my soul, to praise. Among the nations, Lord, To Thee my song shall rise; Thy truth is great above the heav’ns, Thy mercies reach the skies. Above the heav’ns, O God, And over all the earth, Let men exalt Thy glorious Name And tell Thy matchless worth. Stretch forth Thy mighty hand In answer to our prayer, And let Thine own belovèd ones Thy great salvation share. The holy God has said, “All lands shall own My sway; My people shall My glory share, The heathen shall obey.” O who will lead our hosts To triumph o’er the foe, If Thou shalt cast us off, O God, Nor with our armies go? The help of man is vain, Be Thou our Helper, Lord; Through Thee we shall do valiantly If Thou Thine aid afford.

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• [Mzm 108:1] My Steadfast Heart, O God

  My steadfast heart, O God, Will sound Thy praise abroad With tuneful string; The dawn shall hear my song, Thy praise I will prolong, And where Thy people throng Thanksgiving bring. Thy truth and tender love Are high as Heav’n above; Thy help we crave. Be Thou exalted high Above the lofty sky; Lest Thy belovèd die, O hear and save. God’s Word shall surely stand; His Name through every land Shall be adored; Lord, who shall lead our host? Thine aid we covet most, In Thee is all our boast, Strong in the Lord.

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• [Mzm 108:1] O Come, My Soul, Bless Thou The Lord Thy

  O come, my soul, bless thou the Lord thy Maker, And all within me bless His holy Name; Bless thou the Lord, forget not all His mercies, His pard’ning grace and saving love proclaim. Refrain Bless Him forever, wondrous in might, Bless Him, His servants that in His will delight. Good is the Lord and full of kind compassion, Most slow to anger, plenteous in love; Rich is His grace to all that humbly seek Him, Boundless and endless as the heav’ns above. Refrain His love is like a father’s to his children, Tender and kind to all who fear His Name; For well He knows our weakness and our frailty, He knows that we are dust, He knows our frame. Refrain We fade and die like flow’rs that grow in beauty, Like tender grass that soon will disappear; But evermore the love of God is changeless, Still shown to those who look to Him in fear. Refrain High in the heav’ns His throne is fixed forever, His kingdom rules o’er all from pole to pole; Bless ye the Lord through all His wide dominion, Bless His most holy Name, O thou my soul. Refrain

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• [Mzm 108:1] Singing Glory!

  I’ve something in my heart that Jesus gave to me, It makes me feel like singing glory all the day; He found my captive soul and gave me liberty, And now I feel like singing glory! Refrain He makes the path grow brighter ev’ry passing day; He makes the burden lighter all along the way; His Word is my delight, His will I now obey, And all the time I’m singing glory! My Savior loosed my tongue that I might speak His praise; Since then I have been singing glory all the day; I love to tell the lost of Jesus and His ways, And oh, it keeps me singing glory! Refrain My Savior took my feet from out the miry clay; Since then I have been singing glory all the day; He placed them on the Rock that shall not pass away— I cannot keep from singing glory! Refrain O weary heart and sad, O heavy laden soul, If you would feel like singing glory all the day, Just let the Savior in, and let Him take control; Then you will feel like singing glory! Refrain

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• [Mzm 108:4] Thou Hidden Love Of God

  Thou hidden Love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed no one knows, I see from far Thy beauteous light, And inly sigh for Thy repose; My heart is pained, nor can it be At rest, till it finds rest in Thee. Thy secret voice invites me still The sweetness of Thy yoke to prove; And fain I would; but though my will Seems fixed, yet wide my passions rove; Yet hindrances strew all the way; I aim at Thee, yet from Thee stray. ’Tis mercy all that Thou has brought My mind to seek its peace in Thee; Yet while I seek, but find Thee not, No peace my wandering soul shall see. O when shall all my wanderings end, And all my steps to Theeward tend? Is there a thing beneath the sun That strives with Thee my heart to share? Ah, tear it thence and reign alone, The Lord of every motion there; Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it hath found repose in Thee. O hide this self from me, that I No more, but Christ in me, may live! My vile affections crucify, Nor let one darling lust survive In all things nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek, but Thee! O Love, Thy sovereign aid impart To save me from low thoughted care; Chase this self will from all my heart, From all its hidden mazes there; Make me Thy duteous child that I Ceaseless may “Abba, Father” cry. Ah no! ne’er will I backward turn: Thine wholly, Thine alone I am! Thrice happy he who views with scorn Earth’s toys, for Thee his constant Flame; O help that I may never move From the blest footsteps of Thy love! Each moment draw from earth away My heart that lowly waits Thy call; Speak to my inmost soul and say, “I am thy love, thy God, thy all!” To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice, To taste Thy love, be all my choice.

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• [Mzm 109:1] O God, Whom I Delight To Praise

  O God, whom I delight to praise, To Thee my cry for help I raise; Be Thou my Friend and Advocate When foes assail with bitter hate. Against me slanderous words are flung From many a false and lying tongue; Without a cause men hurl at me The shafts of deadly enmity. My good with evil they repay, My love turns not their hate away; The part of vengeance, Lord, is Thine; To pray, and only pray, is mine. Since love appeals to him in vain, The slave of sin let him remain; Against him let his foe be turned, His sin be judged, his prayer be spurned. Let sudden death upon him break, His office let another take, His children and his widowed wife Pursue the homeless beggar’s life. Let creditors consume his toil And strangers make his wealth their spoil; Let none in pity heed his claim; Cut off his race, blot out his name. His parents’ sins be not forgot Till Thou from earth his memory blot, Since he remembered not to show Compassion to the sons of woe. He cursing loved and blessing loathed: Unblest, with cursing he is clothed; For thus the justice of the Lord My adversaries will reward. O God, the Lord, for Thy Name’s sake Let me of Thy good grace partake; My need is great, and great Thou art To heal my wounded, stricken heart. With failing strength I fast and pine, Like shadows swift my days decline, And when my foes my weakness see They shake their head in scorn at me. O Lord, my God, Thy help I crave, In Thy great lovingkindness save; Before my foes Thy mercy show; That Thou dost help me, make them know. What though they curse, if Thou wilt bless? Then joy shall banish my distress, And shame shall overwhelm the foes Who would Thy servant’s way oppose. Thanksgiving to the Lord I raise, The multitude shall hear my praise, For by the needy God will stand To save them from oppression’s hand.

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• [Mzm 109:30] I Will Praise Him

  When I saw the cleansing fountain Open wide for all my sin, I obeyed the Spirit’s wooing, When He said, “Wilt thou be clean?” Refrain I will praise Him! I will praise Him! Praise the Lamb for sinners slain; Give Him glory, all ye people, For His blood can wash away each stain. Though the way seems straight and narrow, All I claimed was swept away; My ambitions, plans and wishes, At my feet in ashes lay. Refrain Then God’s fire upon the altar Of my heart was set aflame; I shall never cease to praise Him Glory, glory to His Name! Refrain Blessèd be the Name of Jesus! I’m so glad He took me in; He’s forgiven my transgressions, He has cleansed my heart from sin. Refrain Glory, glory to the Father! Glory, glory to the Son! Glory, glory to the Spirit! Glory to the Three in One!

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• [Mzm 110:1] Lord Unto His Christ Has Said, The

  The Lord unto His Christ has said, “Sit Thou at My right hand, Until I make Thine enemies Submit to Thy command. A scepter prospered by the Lord Thy mighty hand shall wield; From Zion Thou shalt rule the world, And all Thy foes shall yield. “Thy people will be gladly Thine When Thou shalt come in might, Like dawning day, like hopeful youth, With holy beauty bright. A priesthood that shall never end The Lord has given Thee; This He has sworn, and evermore Fulfilled His Word shall be. “Thou shalt subdue the kings of earth With God at Thy right hand; The nations Thou shalt rule in might And judge in every land.” The Christ, refreshed by living streams, Shall neither faint nor fall, And He shall be the glorious Head, Exalted over all.

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• [Mzm 110:1] Unto My Lord Jehovah Said

  Unto my Lord Jehovah said, “At My right hand I throne Thee, Till at Thy feet, in triumph laid, Thy foes their Ruler crown Thee.” From Zion shall Jehovah send Thy scepter, till before Thee bend The knees of proud rebellion. Thy saints, to greet Thy day of might, In holy raiment muster; As dewdrops in the morning light Thy youths around Thee cluster. Jehovah sware and made decree, “Thou, King of Righteousness, shalt be A royal Priest forever.” The Lord at Thy right hand shall bring On rulers desolation; The Lord shall smite each heathen king, And judge each rebel nation. He, swiftly marching in His wrath, Shall quaff the brook upon His path, And lift His head in glory.

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• [Mzm 110:4] Thou Dear Redeemer, Dying Lamb

  Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, I love to hear of Thee; No music like Thy charming Name, Is half so sweet to me, Is half so sweet to me. O let me ever hear Thy voice In mercy to me speak! And in my Priest, will I rejoice, My great Melchizedek, My great Melchizedek. My Jesus shall be still my theme, While in this world I stay; I’ll sing my Jesus’ lovely Name When all things else decay, When all things else decay. When I appear in yonder cloud, With all Thy favored throng, Then I will sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be my song, And Christ shall be my song.

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• [Mzm 110:4] Where High The Heavenly Temple Stands

  Where high the heavenly temple stands, The house of God not made with hands, A great High Priest our nature wears, The Guardian of mankind appears. He Who for men their Surety stood, And poured on earth His precious blood, Pursues in Heaven His mighty plan, The Savior and the Friend of man. Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother’s eye; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame. Our fellow Sufferer yet retains A fellow feeling of our pains: And still remembers in the skies His tears, His agonies, and cries. In every pang that rends the heart, The Man of Sorrows had a part, He sympathizes with our grief, And to the sufferer sends relief. With boldness, therefore, at the throne, Let us make all our sorrows known; And ask the aids of heavenly power To help us in the evil hour.

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• [Mzm 122:1] Church In The Village, The

  There’s a dear little church in the village, Near the spot where I first saw the day; Where in childhood I learned of the Savior, As the Life, and the Truth, and the Way. Refrain O come to the church in the village, O come while the bells sweetly chime, O come from the hills and the valleys, And list to the Gospel sublime; O come to the church in the village, O come while the bells sweetly chime, O come to the church in the village, Seek God, while still there is time. There it stands, when the bright sun is shining, Where the broad, spreading trees cast their shade, Then at eve, when the sun has descended, See it stand in the twilight arrayed. Refrain Then the light, shining thro’ stainèd windows Sifting out, shimmers into the night, Giving all that it touches new beauty, And dispelling the darkness with light. Refrain Thus the darkness and blindness that bound me Were removed in that dear, sacred place, And no matter how far I may wander, ’Twill be dear till the end of my race. Refrain

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• [Mzm 122:1] Come With Happy Faces

  Come with happy faces, To the place of prayer; Jesus now is waiting; We shall find Him there. Refrain With a grateful spirit, Now our voices raise; Thank Him for His goodness, In a song of praise. Come with happy faces; Jesus rose today; Leave the world behind us, Seek the narrow way. Refrain Come with happy faces, Come with hearts sincere; God our thoughts is reading, He is ever near. Refrain Come with happy faces, Learn the words of truth; Jesus loves the children; Trust Him in our youth. Refrain

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• [Mzm 122:1] How Did My Heart Rejoice To Hear

  How did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, “In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day!” I love her gates, I love the road; The church, adorned with grace, Stands like a palace built for God, To show His milder face. Up to her courts with joys unknown The holy tribes repair; The Son of David holds His throne, And sits in judgment there. He hears our praises and complaints; And while His awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints, We tremble and rejoice. Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest! With holy gifts and heav’nly grace Be her attendants blest! My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains; There my best friends, my kindred dwell, There God my Savior reigns.

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• [Mzm 122:1] How Pleased And Blest Was I

  How pleased and blest was I To hear the people cry, “Come, let us seek our God today!” Yes, with a cheerful zeal We haste to Zion’s hill, And there our vows and honors pay. Zion, thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee round; In thee our tribes appear To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred Gospel’s joyful sound. There David’s greater Son Has fixed His royal throne, He sits for grace and judgment there: He bids the saint be glad, He makes the sinner sad, And humble souls rejoice with fear. May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait To bless the soul of every guest! The man that seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest! My tongue repeats her vows, “Peace to this sacred house!” For there my friends and kindred dwell; And since my glorious God Makes thee His blest abode, My soul shall ever love thee well.

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• [Mzm 122:1] My Heart Was Glad To Hear The Welcome Sound

  My heart was glad to hear the welcome sound, The call to seek Jehovah’s house of prayer; Our feet are standing here on holy ground, Within thy gates, thou city grand and fair. God’s people to Jerusalem repair To hear his Word and worship Him with praise; The throne of justice stands eternal there, Messiah’s throne through endless length of days. Let earnest prayer be made for Zion’s peace; Thy sons who hold thee dear shall prosper well; May blessing in thy palaces increase And peace within thy walls forever dwell. For all my brethren and companions’ sakes My prayer shall be, Let peace in thee abide; Since God the Lord in thee His dwelling makes, To thee my love shall never be denied.

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• [Mzm 122:1] O ’twas A Joyful Sound To Hear

  O ’twas a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say, Up, Israel! to the temple haste, And keep your festal day. At Salem’s courts we must appear, With our assembled powers, In strong and beauteous order ranged, Like her united towers. O ever pray for Salem’s peace; For they shall prosperous be, Thou holy city of our God, Who bear true love to Thee. May peace within Thy sacred walls A constant guest be found; With plenty and prosperity Thy palaces be crowned. For my dear brethren’s sake, and friends No less than brethren dear, I’ll pray: May peace in Salem’s towers A constant guest appear. But most of all I’ll seek thy good, And ever wish thee well, For Sion and the temple’s sake, Where God vouchsafes to dwell.

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• [Mzm 122:1] To Thy Temple I Repair

  To Thy temple I repair; Lord, I love to worship there When within the veil I meet Christ before the mercy seat. I through Him am reconciled, I through Him become Thy child. Abba, Father, give me grace In Thy courts to seek Thy face. While Thy glorious praise is sung, Touch my lips, unloose my tongue, That my joyful soul may bless Christ the Lord, my Righteousness. While the prayers of saints ascend, God of Love, to mine attend. Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads; Hear, for Jesus intercedes. While I hearken to Thy law, Fill my soul with humble awe Till Thy Gospel bring to me Life and immortality. While Thy ministers proclaim Peace and pardon in Thy Name, Through their voice, by faith, may I Hear Thee speaking from the sky. From Thy house when I return, May my heart within me burn, And at evening let me say, “I have walked with God today.”

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• [Mzm 122:1] With Joy I Heard My Friends Exclaim

  With joy I heard my friends exclaim, “Come, let us in God’s temple meet; Within thy gates, O Zion blest, Shall ever stand our willing feet.” How beautiful doth Zion stand, A city built compact and fair; The people of the Lord unite With joy and praise to worship there. They come to learn the will of God, To pay their vows, His grace to own; For there is judgment’s royal seat, Messiah’s sure and lasting throne. For Zion’s peace let prayer be made; May all that love thee prosper well; Within thy walls let peace abide, And gladness with thy children dwell. For sake of friends and kindred dear, My heart’s desire is Zion’s peace; And for the house of God, the Lord, My loving care shall never cease.

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• [Mzm 122:6] Pray That Jerusalem May Have

  Pray that Jerusalem may have Peace and felicity: Let them that love thee and thy peace Have still prosperity. Therefore I wish that peace may still Within thy walls remain, And ever may thy palaces Prosperity retain. Now, for my friends and brethren’s sake, Peace be in thee, I’ll say; And for the house of God our Lord I’ll seek thy good alway.
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• [Mzm 124:1] Now Israel May Say

  Now Israel may say, and that in truth, If that the Lord had not our right maintained, If that the Lord had not with us remained, When cruel men against us rose to strive, We surely had been swallowed up alive. Yea, when their wrath against us fiercely rose, The swelling tide had o’er us spread its wave, The raging stream had then become our grave, The surging flood, in proudly swelling roll, Most surely then had overwhelmed our soul. Blest be the Lord, who made us not their prey; As from the snare a bird escapeth free, Their net is rent and so escaped are we; Our only help is in God’s holy Name, Who made the earth and all the heavenly frame.

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• [Mzm 124:2] If God Had Not Been On Our Side

  If God had not been on our side And had not come to aid us, The foes with all their power and pride Would surely have dismayed us; For we, His flock, would have to fear The threat of men both far and near Who rise in might against us. Their furious wrath, did God permit, Would surely have consumed us And as a deep and yawning pit With life and limb entombed us. Like men o’er whom dark waters roll Their wrath would have engulfed our soul And, like a flood, o’erwhelmed us. Blest be the Lord, who foiled their threat That they could not devour us; Our souls, like birds, escaped their net, They could not overpower us. The snare is broken—we are free! Our help is ever, Lord, in Thee, Who madest earth and Heaven.

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• [Mzm 124:7] Bird With The Broken Wing, The

  I walked in the woodland meadows, Where sweet the thrushes sing, And found on a bed of mosses, A bird with a broken wing; I healed its wing, and each morning It sang its old sweet strain, But the bird with the broken pinion, Never soared as high again, Never soared as high again. I found a young life broken By sin’s seductive art, And, touched with a Christlike pity, I took him to my heart; He lived with a nobler purpose, And struggled not in vain, But the life that sin had stricken, Never soared as high again, Never soared as high again. But the bird with the broken pinion Kept another from the snare, The life that sin had stricken, Raised another from despair; Each loss has its own compensation, There’s healing for each pain, But the bird with the broken pinion Never soared as high again, Never soared as high again.

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• [Mzm 131:1] Is There Ambition In My Heart?

  Is there ambition in my heart? Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to Thee. I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild, Content, my Father, with Thy will, And quiet as a child. The patient soul, the lowly mind, Shall have a large reward: Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, And trust a faithful Lord.
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• [Mzm 131:1] Not Haughty Is My Heart

  Not haughty is my heart, Not lofty is my pride; I do not seek to know the things God’s wisdom hath denied. With childlike trust, O Lord, In Thee I calmly rest, Contented as a little child Upon its mother’s breast. Ye people of the Lord, In Him alone confide; From this time forth and evermore His wisdom be your guide.
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• [Mzm 131:2] Quiet, Lord My Froward Heart

  Quiet, Lord, my froward heart, Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weanèd child: From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases Thee. What Thou shalt today provide, Let me as a child receive; What tomorrow may betide, Calmly to Thy wisdom leave: ’Tis enough that Thou wilt care, Why should I the burden bear? As a little child relies On a care beyond his own; Knows he’s neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone: Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. Thus preserved from Satan’s wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears; May I live upon Thy smiles, Till the promised hour appears; When the sons of God shall prove All their Father’s boundless love.

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