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Mazmur 17:14-15

• [Mzm 17:15] My Savior First Of All

  When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide, When the bright and glorious morning I shall see; I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side, And His smile will be the first to welcome me. Refrain I shall know Him, I shall know Him, And redeemed by His side I shall stand, I shall know Him, I shall know Him, By the print of the nails in His hand. Oh, the soul thrilling rapture when I view His blessèd face, And the luster of His kindly beaming eye; How my full heart will praise Him for the mercy, love and grace, That prepare for me a mansion in the sky. Refrain Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come, And our parting at the river I recall; To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home; But I long to meet my Savior first of all. Refrain Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white, He will lead me where no tears will ever fall; In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight; But I long to meet my Savior first of all. Refrain

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• [Mzm 17:15] Some Sweet Morn

  Some sweet morn the day will break, Nevermore to sink in night. Some sweet morn we shall awake, Mid the everlasting light. Refrain We are waiting for “the turning of the morning,” We are watching for the breaking of the dawn; Morn of morns, oh, haste thy glad appearing! Day of days, speed on, speed on, speed on! Some sweet day the end shall come To our parting and our pain, Some sweet day we’ll all go home, Nevermore to part again. Refrain Some sweet hour our mortal frame Shall His glorious image wear. Some sweet hour our worthless name All His majesty shall share. Refrain Some sweet day our tongue shall tell All the story of His love. Some sweet day our song shall swell Loud and sweet as songs above. Refrain Some sweet morn we’ll see His face, And we shall be satisfied. Some sweet day in His embrace We shall evermore abide. Refrain

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Mazmur 79:1

• [Mzm 79:1] In Thy Heritage The Heathen

  In Thy heritage the heathen Now, O God, triumphant stand; They defile Thy holy temple, They destroy Thy chosen land; Ruthless, they have slain Thy servants, They have caused Thy saints to mourn; In the sight of all about us We endure reproach and scorn. O how long against Thy people Shall Thine anger burn, O Lord? On Thine enemies, the heathen, Be Thine indignation poured; Smite the kingdoms that defy Thee, Calling not upon Thy Name; They have long devoured Thy people And have swept Thy land with flame. O remember not against us Evil by our fathers wrought; Haste to help us in Thy mercy Near to ruin we are brought; Help us, God of our salvation, For the glory of Thy Name; For Thy Name’s sake come and save us, Take away our sin and shame. Let Thy foes no longer scorn Thee, Now avenge Thy servants slain; Loose the prisoner, save the dying, All Thine enemies restrain; Then Thy flock, Thy chosen people, Unto Thee their thanks shall raise, And to every generation We will sing Thy glorious praise.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 79:1] Remember Not, O God

  Remember not, O God, The sins of long ago; In tender mercy visit us, Distressed and humbled low. O Lord, our Savior, help, And glorify Thy Name; Deliver us from all our sins, And take away our shame. In Thy compassion hear Thy prisoner’s plaintive sigh, And in the greatness of Thy power Save those about to die. Then, safe within Thy fold, We will exalt Thy Name; Our thankful hearts with songs of joy Thy goodness will proclaim.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 131:1

• [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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