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Mazmur 129:1

• [Mzm 129:1] Through All The Years, May Israel Say

  Through all the years, may Israel say, My bitter foes have oft assailed, Have sought my hurt in fierce array, Yet over me have not prevailed. Though scars of conflict and distress Remain to tell of trials past, Jehovah in His righteousness Has safely brought us through at last. The foes of Zion shall be brought To hopeless flight and put to shame; Their wicked plans shall come to naught And all mankind forget their name. To them no kindly friend shall say, “God bless you now and speed you well”; No grateful heart for them shall pray, “May God’s rich blessing on you dwell.”

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• [Mzm 130:1] From Deep Distress And Troubled Thoughts

  From deep distress and troubled thoughts To Thee, my God, I raised my cries; If Thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before Thine eyes. But Thou hast built Thy throne of grace Free to dispense Thy pardons there, That sinners may approach Thy face, And hope and love, as well as fear. As the benighted pilgrims wait And long, and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before Thy gate; When will my God His face display? My trust is fixed upon Thy Word, Nor shall I trust Thy Word in vain; Let mourning souls address the Lord And find relief from all their pain. Great is His love, and large His grace, Through the redemption of His Son; He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From Depths Of Woe I Raise To Thee

  From depths of woe I raise to Thee The voice of lamentation; Lord, turn a gracious ear to me And hear my supplication; If Thou iniquities dost mark, Our secret sins and misdeeds dark, O who shall stand before Thee? To wash away the crimson stain, Grace, grace alone availeth; Our works, alas! are all in vain; In much the best life faileth: No man can glory in Thy sight, All must alike confess Thy might, And live alone by mercy. Therefore my trust is in the Lord, And not in mine own merit; On Him my soul shall rest, His Word Upholds my fainting spirit: His promised mercy is my fort, My comfort, and my sweet support; I wait for it with patience. What though I wait the livelong night, And till the dawn appeareth, My heart still trusteth in His might; It doubteth not nor feareth: Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed, Ye of the Spirit born indeed; And wait till God appeareth. Though great our sins and sore our woes, His grace much more aboundeth; His helping love no limit knows, Our utmost need it soundeth. Our Shepherd good and true is He, Who will at last His Israel free. From all their sin and sorrow.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From Out The Depths I Cry, O Lord

  From out the depths I cry, O Lord, to Thee, Lord, hear my call. I love Thee, Lord, for Thou dost heed my plea, Forgiving all. If Thou dost mark our sins, who then shall stand? But grace and mercy dwell at Thy right hand. I wait for God, the Lord, and on His Word My hope relies; My soul still waits and looks unto the Lord Till light arise. I look for Him to drive away my night, Yea, more than watchmen look for morning light. Hope in the Lord, ye waiting saints, and He Will well provide; For mercy and redemption full and free With Him abide. From sin and evil, mighty though they seem, His arm almighty will His saints redeem.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From The Depths Do I Invoke Thee

  From the depths do I invoke Thee, Lord, to me incline Thine ear; To my voice be Thou attentive, And my supplications hear. Lord, if Thou shouldst mark transgressions, In Thy presence who shall stand? But with Thee there is forgiveness, That Thy Name may fear command. For Jehovah I am waiting And my hope is in His Word; In His Word of promise given, Yea, my soul waits for the Lord. For the Lord my soul is waiting More than watchers in the night; More than they for morning watching, Watching for the morning light. Hope in God, ye waiting people, Mercies great in Him abound; With the Lord a full redemption From the guilt of sin is found.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From The Depths My Prayer Ascendeth

  From the depths my prayer ascendeth Unto God on high; Hear, O Lord, my supplication And my cry. None can stand unscathed and blameless In Thy judgment just, But the contrite in Thy mercy Humbly trust. Lord, my hope is in Thy promise, And I wait for Thee More than they who watch for morning, Light to see. With the Lord is tender mercy, And redeeming love; Israel, look for full salvation From above.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Lord, From The Depths To Thee I Cried

  Lord, from the depths to Thee I cried: My voice, Lord, do Thou hear; Unto my supplication’s voice Give an attentive ear. Lord, who shall stand, if Thou, O Lord, Shouldst mark iniquity? But yet with Thee forgiveness is, That feared Thou mayest be. I wait for God, my soul doth wait; My hope is in His Word. More than they that for morning watch, My soul waits for the Lord. I say, more than they that do watch The morning light to see. Let Israel hope in the Lord, For with Him mercies be. Redemption also plenteous Is ever found with Him; And from all his iniquities He Israel shall redeem.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of My Bondage, Sorrow, And Night

  Out of my bondage, sorrow, and night, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into Thy freedom, gladness, and light, Jesus, I come to Thee; Out of my sickness, into Thy health, Out of my want and into Thy wealth, Out of my sin and into Thyself, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of my shameful failure and loss, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into the glorious gain of Thy cross, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of earth’s sorrows into Thy balm, Out of life’s storms and into Thy calm, Out of distress to jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of unrest and arrogant pride, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into Thy blessèd will to abide, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of myself to dwell in Thy love, Out of despair into raptures above, Upward for aye on wings like a dove, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of the fear and dread of the tomb, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into the joy and light of Thy throne, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of the depths of ruin untold, Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold, Ever Thy glorious face to behold, Jesus, I come to Thee.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of The Deep I Call

  Out of the deep I call, To Thee, O Lord, to Thee, Before Thy throne of grace I fall; Be merciful to me. Out of the deep I cry, The woeful deep of sin, Of evil done in days gone by, Of evil now within. Out of the deep of fear And dread of coming shame; All night till morning watch is near I plead the precious Name. Lord, there is mercy now, As ever was, with Thee, Before Thy throne of grace I bow; Be merciful to me.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of The Deeps Of Long Distress

  Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek Thy grace, My groans to move Thine ear. Great God, should Thy severer eye, And Thine impartial hand, Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. But there are pardons with my God For crimes of high degree; Thy Son has bought them with His blood, To draw us near to Thee. I wait for Thy salvation, Lord, With strong desires I wait; My soul, invited by Thy Word, Stands watching at Thy gate. Just as the guards that keep the night Long for the morning skies, Watch the first beams of breaking light, And meet them with their eyes; So waits my soul to see Thy grace, And, more intent than they, Meets the first openings of Thy face, And finds a brighter day. Then in the Lord let Israel trust, Let Israel seek His face; The Lord is good as well as just, And plenteous is His grace. There’s full redemption at His throne For sinners long enslaved; The great Redeemer is His Son, And Israel shall be saved.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of The Depths To Thee I Cry

  Out of the depths to Thee I cry, Whose fainting footsteps trod The paths of our humanity, Incarnate Son of God! Thou Man of grief, who once apart Didst all our sorrows bear, The trembling hand, the fainting heart The agony, and prayer! Is this the consecrated dower, Thy chosen ones obtain, To know Thy resurrection power Through fellowship of pain? Then, O my soul, in silence wait; Faint not, O faltering feet; Press onward to that blest estate, In righteousness complete. Let faith transcend the passing hour, The transient pain and strife, Upraised by an immortal power, The power of endless life.

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• [Mzm 130:1] When In The Hour Of Utmost Need

  When in the hour of utmost need We know not where to look for aid, When days and nights of anxious thought Nor help nor counsel yet have brought. Then this our comfort is alone, That we may meet before Thy throne, And cry, O faithful God, to Thee For rescue from our misery. That so with all our hearts we may Once more our glad thanksgivings pay, And walk obedient to Thy Word, And now and ever praise the Lord.

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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 132:1] Gracious Lord, Remember David

  Gracious Lord, remember David, How he made Thy house his care, How he vowed to seek no pleasure Till Thy house he should prepare. Lord, remember his devotion; Restless in his courts he trod Till he found a habitation Fit for Israel’s mighty God; Till he found a habitation Fit for Israel’s mighty God. Far away God’s ark was resting, It is with His people now; We will go into His temple, At His footstool we will bow. With the ark, Thy might revealing, Enter, Lord, into Thy rest; Let Thy priests be clothed with justice, Let Thy joyful saints be blest; Let Thy priests be clothed with justice, Let Thy joyful saints be blest. Let the king behold Thy favor For Thy servant David’s sake, Unto whom a sacred promise, Sure and faithful, Thou didst make. If his children keep Thy covenant And Thy testimony own, Then, as Thou, O Lord, hast promised, They shall sit upon the throne; Then, as Thou, O Lord, hast promised, They shall sit upon the throne. Thou, the Lord, hast chosen Zion, Thou hast ever loved her well; “This My resting place forever, Here,” Thou say’st, “I choose to dwell. Surely I will bless and help her, Feed her poor, her saints make glad, And her priests shall stand before Me In salvation’s garments clad; And her priests shall stand before Me In salvation’s garments clad. “I will cause the might of David Ever more and more to grow; On the path of Mine Anointed I will make a lamp to glow. All His enemies shall perish, I will cover them with shame; But His crown shall ever flourish; Blessèd be His holy Name; But His crown shall ever flourish; Blessèd be His holy Name.”

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• [Mzm 133:1] Behold, How Pleasant And How Good

  Behold, how pleasant and how good That we, one Lord confessing, Together dwell in brotherhood, Our unity expressing. ’Tis like the oil on Aaron’s head, The seal of ordination, That o’er his robes the sweetness shed Of perfect consecration. Behold, how pleasant and how good That we, one Lord confessing, Together dwell in brotherhood, Our unity expressing. ’Tis like the dew from Hermon fair On Zion’s hill descending; The Lord commands His blessing here In life that is unending.

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• [Mzm 133:1] How Beautiful The Sight

  How beautiful the sight Of brethren who agree In friendship to unite, And bonds of charity; ’Tis like the precious ointment, shed O’er all his robes, from Aaron’s head. ’Tis like the dews that fill The cups of Hermon’s flowers; Or Zion’s fruitful hill, Bright with the drops of showers, When mingling odors breathe around, And glory rests on all the ground For there the Lord commands Blessings, a boundless store, From His unsparing hands, Yea, life forevermore; Thrice happy they who meet above To spend eternity in love!

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• [Mzm 133:1] How Good And Pleasant Is The Sight

  How good and pleasant is the sight When brethren make it their delight To dwell in blest accord; Such love is like anointing oil That consecrates for holy toil The servants of the Lord. Such love in peace and joy distils, As o’er the slopes of Hermon’s hills Refreshing dew descends; The Lord commands His blessing there, And they that walk in love shall share In life that never ends. How good and pleasant is the sight When brethren make it their delight To dwell in blest accord; The Lord commands His blessing there, And they that walk in love shall share In life that never ends.

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• [Mzm 133:1] How Sweet, How Heavenly Is The Sight

  How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, When those that love the Lord In one another’s peace delight, And so fulfill His Word! When each can feel his brother’s sigh And with him bear a part! When sorrow flows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart! When, free from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes all above, Each can his brother’s failings hide, And show a brother’s love! When love, in one delightful stream, Through every bosom flows, When union sweet, and dear esteem, In every action glows. Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above; And he’s an heir of Heaven who finds His bosom glow with love.

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• [Mzm 133:1] O Lord, How Joyful ’tis To See

  O Lord, how joyful ’tis to see The brethren join in love to Thee! On Thee alone their heart relies Their only strength Thy grace supplies. How sweet within Thy holy place With one accord to sing Thy grace, Besieging Thine attentive ear With all the force of fervent prayer! O may we love the house of God, Of peace and joy the blest abode; O may no angry strife destroy That sacred peace, that holy joy. The world without may rage, but we Will only cling more close to Thee, With hearts to Thee more wholly giv’n, More weaned from earth, more fixed on Heav’n. Lord, shower upon us from above The sacred gift of mutual love; Each other’s wants may we supply, And reign together in the sky. Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow, Praise Him, all creatures here below, Praise Him above, angelic host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

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• [Mzm 133:1] Spirit Binds Us To Our Lord, The

  The Spirit binds us to our Lord But once in Him we find Communion sweet, as oil outpoured, With kindred hearts and minds. Beneath His yoke, our easy tie, We count as common store Our gifts and graces—rich supply For him who needs them more. Such aid is giv’n to those who call On Christ’s name anywhere: Their outward need is borne by all, As much as each can bear. But outward aid alone won’t fill The storehouse of the saints, For inward aid is better still To Christian supplicants. We, by our Faith, are bound to meet In worship of the Lord, And flood our Father’s mercy seat With prayers in one accord. May God’s own Spirit keep us ?til We meet at heaven’s door And gifts we shared below then will Be changed for heav’nly store.

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• [Mzm 134:1] Night’s Shadows Falling

  Night’s shadows falling men to rest are calling; Rest we, possessing heav’nly peace and blessing: This we implore Thee, falling down before Thee, Great King of Glory! O Savior, hear us! Son of God, be near us! Thine angels send us; let Thy love attend us: He nothing feareth, whom Thy presence cheereth, Light his path cleareth. Be near, relieving all who now are grieving; Thy visitation be our consolation: O hear the sighing of the faint and dying; Lord, hear our crying! Thou ever livest; endless life Thou givest; Thou watch art keeping o’er Thy faithful sleeping; In Thy clear shining they are now reclining, All care resigning. O Lord of Glory, praise we and adore Thee— Thee for us given, our true Rest from Heaven! Rest, peace, and blessing, we are now possessing, Thy Name confessing.

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• [Mzm 134:1] Ye That Obey Th’immortal King

  Ye that obey th’immortal King, Attend His holy place; Bow to the glories of His power, And bless His wondrous grace. Lift up your hands by morning light, And send your souls on high; Raise your admiring thoughts by night Above the starry sky. The God of Zion cheers our hearts With rays of quick’ning grace; The God that spread the heav’ns abroad, And rules the swelling seas.
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