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Mazmur 42:1-11

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Mazmur 42:1-11

• [Mzm 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Cooling Streams

  As pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee And Thy refreshing grace. For Thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; O, when shall I behold Thy face, Thou majesty divine? God of my strength, how long shall I Like one forgotten mourn, Forlorn, forsaken and exposed To my oppressor’s scorn? Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still; and thou shalt sing The praise of Him Who is thy God, Thy health’s eternal spring. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.

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• [Mzm 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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• [Mzm 42:1] As Thirsts The Hart For Water Brooks

  As thirst the hart for water brooks, So thirsts my soul, O God, for Thee; It seeks for God, and ever looks, And longs the living God to see, And longs the living God to see. Far from the courts of God, my tears Have been my food by night and day, While constantly with bitter sneers, Where is thy God? the scoffers say, Where is thy God? the scoffers say. With grief I think of days gone by, When oft I trod the hallowed way To Zion, praising God on high With throngs who kept the holy day, With throngs who kept the holy day. O why art thou cast down, my soul, And why so troubled shouldst thou be? Hope thou in God, and Him extol, Who gives His saving help to me, Who gives His saving help to me.

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• [Mzm 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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• [Mzm 42:2] Sweet Place

  Sweet place; sweet place alone! The court of God most high, The heaven of heavens, the throne Of spotless majesty! Refrain O happy place! When shall I be, my God, with Thee, To see Thy face? The stranger homeward bends, And sigheth for his rest: Heaven is my home, my friends Lodge there in Abraham’s breast. Refrain Earth’s but a sorry tent, Pitched but a few frail days, A short leased tenement; Heaven’s still my song, my praise. Refrain No tears from any eyes Drop in that holy choir: But death itself there dies, And sighs themselves expire. Refrain There should temptations cease, My frailties there should end. There should I rest in peace In the arms of my best friend. Refrain Jerusalem on high My song and city is, My home whene’er I die, The center of my bliss. Refrain Thy walls, sweet city! thine With pearls are garnished, Thy gates with praises shine, Thy streets with gold are spread. Refrain No sun by day shines there, No moon by silent night. O no! these needless are; The Lamb’s the city’s light. Refrain There dwells my Lord, my King, Judged here unfit to live; There angels to Him sing, And lowly homage give. Refrain The patriarchs of old There from their travels cease: The prophets there behold Their longed for Prince of peace. Refrain The Lamb’s apostles there I might with joy behold: The harpers I might hear Harping on harps of gold. Refrain The bleeding martyrs, they Within those courts are found; All clothed in pure array, Their scars with glory crowned. Refrain Ah me! ah me! that I In Kedar’s tents here stay; No place like this on high; Thither, Lord! guide my way. Refrain

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• [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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• [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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• [Mzm 42:8] Day Thou Gavest, Lord, Is Ended, The

  The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at Thy behest; To Thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. As o’er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren ’neath the western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making Thy wondrous doings heard on high. So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never, Like earth’s proud empires, pass away: Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever, Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.

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• [Mzm 42:8] God Of My Life, Through All My Days

  God of my life, through all my days, My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise; My song shall wake with opening light, And cheer the dark and silent night. When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. When death o’er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. But O! when that last conflict’s o’er, And I am chained to earth no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies! Soon shall I learn the exalted strains Which echo through the heavenly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round the throne. The cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul shall live; A work so sweet, a theme so high, Demands and crowns eternity.

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• [Mzm 42:8] God Of My Life, To Thee I Call

  God of my life, to Thee I call; Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall; When the great water floods prevail Leave not my trembling heart to fail! Friend of the friendless and the saint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor! Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea? Does not the Word still fixed remain That none shall seek Thy face in vain? That were a grief I could not bear, Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; But a prayer hearing, answering God Supports me under every load. Fair is the lot that’s cast for me! I have an Advocate with Thee; They whom the world caresses most, Have no such privilege to boast. Poor thou I am, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

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• [Mzm 42:8] My Lord, My Life, My Love

  My Lord, my Life, my Love, To Thee, to Thee I call; I cannot live if Thou remove: Thou art my joy, my all. My only sun to cheer The darkness where I dwell; The best and only true delight My song hath found to tell. To Thee in very Heaven The angels owe their bliss; To Thee the saints, whom Thou hast called Where perfect pleasure is. And how shall man, Thy child, Without Thee happy be, Who hath no comfort nor desire In all the world but Thee? Return, my Love, my Life; Thy grace hath won my heart; If Thou forgive, if Thou return, I will no more depart.

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• [Mzm 42:8] Slowly Sinks The Setting Sun

  Slowly sinks the setting sun, Now the work of day is done; Lord, we come a thankful throng, Raise to Thee our evening song. For Thy tender care bestowed, For Thy pardoning blood which flowed; For Thy love that crowns our days, Lord, accept our grateful praise. And when sets life’s weary sun, When the toil of earth is done, To Thy home of perfect rest, Lord, receive us, ever blest. For the robe, the palm, the blood, May we always praise our God, And with all the ransomed throng, Swell high Heaven’s triumphant song.

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Mazmur 44:1--49:20

• [Mzm 44:1] O God, We Have Heard

  O God, we have heard, and our fathers have told What wonders Thou didst in the great days of old; The nations were crushed and expelled by Thy hand, Cast out that Thy people might dwell in their land. They gained not the land by the edge of the sword, Their own arm to them could no safety afford, But Thy right hand saved, and the light of Thy face, Because of Thy favor and wonderful grace. Command, and Thy word shall deliverance bring, O God, to Thy chosen, for Thou art our King; Through Thee we will surely defeat all our foes, Through Thy Name will triumph o’er those that oppose. No trust will I place in my strength to defend. Nor yet on my sword as a safeguard depend; In Thee, who hast saved us and put them to shame, We boast all the day, ever praising Thy Name. Thou, Lord, hast forsaken, to shame brought our boasts; No more to the field dost Thou go with our hosts; Thou turnest us back from the foe in dismay, And spoilers who hate us have made us their prey. Like sheep to the slaughter Thy people are given, Dispersed through the nations, afar we are driven; Thou sellest Thy people to strangers for naught, Their price to Thy treasure no increase has brought. Thou makest our neighbors reproach us in pride, And those that are near us to scoff and deride; A byword the nations have made of our name, With scorn and derision they put us to shame. Yea, all the day long I behold my disgrace, And covered am I with confusion of face; The voice of blasphemers and scoffers I hear, The foe and avenger against me appear. All this have we suffered, and never forgot To serve Thee, Jehovah, nor falsely have wrought; Our heart is not turned, and our steps have not strayed, Though crushed amid ruins and under death’s shade.

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• [Mzm 44:1] O Lord, Our Fathers Oft Have Told

  O Lord, our fathers oft have told, In our attentive ears, Thy wonders in their days performed, And in more ancient years. ’Twas not their courage, or their sword, To them salvation gave; ’Twas not their number or their strength That did their country save. But Thy right hand, Thy powerful arm, Whose succor they implored— Thy providence protected them, Who Thy great Name adored. As Thee their God our fathers owned So Thou art still our King; O therefore as Thou didst to them, To us deliverance bring. To Thee the glory we ascribe, From Whom salvation came; In God, our Shield, we will rejoice, And ever bless Thy Name.

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• [Mzm 44:1] Our Nation, God, Its Heart To Thee Upraiseth

  Our nation, God, its heart to Thee upraiseth, O Lord, the nation bows before Thy face: With high thanksgiving, Thee Thy glad church praiseth, Our strength Thy Spir’t, our trust and hope Thy grace. Unto great honor, glory undeservèd, Hast Thou exalted us, and drawn Thee nigh: Nor, from Thy judgments, when our feet had swervèd, Didst Thou forsake, nor leave us, Lord most high. In Thee our fathers trusted, and were savèd, In Thee destroyèd thrones of tyrants proud: From ancient bondage freed the poor enslavèd; To sow Thy truth poured out their saintly blood. Us now, we pray, O God, in anger scorn not, Nor to vainglorying leave, nor brutish sense In time of trouble Thy face from us turn not, Who art our Rock, our stately sure defense. Unto our minds give freedom and uprightness; Let strengthened courage lead o’er land and wave, To our souls’ armor grant celestial brightness, Joy to our hearts, and faith beyond the grave. Our plenteous nation still in power extending, Increase our joy, uphold us by Thy Word: Beauty and wisdom all our ways attending, Good will to man and peace through Christ our Lord.

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• [Mzm 44:1] Praise To Our God, Whose Bounteous Hand

  Praise to our God, whose bounteous hand Prepared of old our glorious land; A garden fenced with silver sea; A people prosperous, strong, and free. Praise to our God; through all our past His mighty arm hath held us fast; Till wars and perils, toils and tears, Have brought the rich and peaceful years. Praise to our God; the vine He set Within our coasts is fruitful yet; On many a shore her offshoots grow; ’Neath many a sun her clusters glow. Praise to our God; His power alone Can keep unmoved our ancient throne, Sustained by counsels wise and just, And guarded by a people’s trust. Praise to our God; Who still forbears Who still this sinful nation spares, Who calls us still to seek His face, And lengthens out our day of grace. Praise to our God; through chastenings stern Our evil dross should thoroughly burn, His rod and staff, from age to age, Shall rule and guide His heritage!

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• [Mzm 44:4] My God, My Heavenly King

  O God, my heavenly King, My Savior, and my All, To Thee my every power I bring, And at Thy footstool fall. By Thee I am supplied With every good below: Thou art my Shepherd and my Guide, In all the way I go. Fain would I follow Thee, Nor from Thy footsteps stray, Whate’er my pains or conflicts be, Or snares my foes may lay. I know that Thou art nigh, My Fortress, Shield and Tower: On Thy rich mercy I’ll rely, And trust Thy mighty power.

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• [Mzm 44:6] Thou Art The Mighty King Of Kings

  Thou art the mighty King of kings, The Lord of lords most high: Israel is safe beneath Thy wings; Thy servant shall not die. Through Thee we shall the victory gain, Though hosts of hell oppose: Thou art our God; and Thou wilt reign, And conquer all our foes. We trust not in our bow or sword; For weakness is our pow’r: In Thee we trust, Almighty Lord, Through every dangerous hour, To Thee we look, Thou God of love, Thy holy Name adore: Oh, may we rise to Heav’n above, To love and praise Thee more.

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• [Mzm 44:20] If We Have Forgotten The Name Of Our God

  If we have forgotten the Name of our God, Or unto an idol our hands spread abroad, Shall not the Almighty uncover this sin? He knows all our hearts and the secrets within. Refrain Rise, help, and redeem us, Thy mercy we trust; Rise, help, and redeem us, Thy mercy we trust. We all the day long for Thy sake are consumed, Defeated and helpless, to death we are doomed; Then why dost Thou tarry? Jehovah, awake; Nor spurn us forever; arise for our sake. Refrain O why art Thou hiding the light of Thy face, Forgetting our burden of grief and disgrace? Our soul is bowed down, yea, we cleave to the dust; Rise, help and redeem us, Thy mercy we trust. Refrain

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• [Mzm 44:21] Great Mover Of All Hearts

  Great Mover of all hearts, whose hand Doth all the secret springs command Of human thought and will, Thou, since the world was made, dost bless Thy saints with fruits of holiness, Their order to fulfill. Faith, hope, and love here weave one chain; But love alone shall then remain When this short day is gone: O Love, O Truth, O endless Light, When shall we see Thy Sabbath bright With all our labors done? We sow ’mid perils here and tears; There the glad hand the harvest bears, Which here in grief hath sown: Great Three in One, the increase give; Thy gifts of grace, by which we live, With heavenly glory crown.

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• [Mzm 44:24] God, Who Omniscient Art

  God, who omniscient art, Could we from Thee depart, Hide aught from Thee, Thou, Lord, would search it out, Know all our sin and doubt, Searching within, without, Our secrets see. Sorely oppressed are we, Naught but affliction see, O Lord, awake! Lord, from Thy sleep arise, No longer close Thine eyes; See how we are despised, All for Thy sake. Humbled unto the dust, In Thee alone we trust; Thy love we plead. Refuge in Thee to take, Lord, for Thy mercy’s sake, Our humble plea we make: Thy help we need.

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• [Mzm 45:1] Goodly Theme Is Mine, A

  A goodly theme is mine, And eagerly I sing; For bounteous words flow from my lips As I salute the King. Supremely fair He is, In beauty peerless He; For Him the favor of the Lord Doth grace eternally. Gird on Thy sword, O King, Put on Thy majesty; Ride out in full regalia, And richest panoply. Triumph in very truth, In meekness and in right, Let fly the arrows of revenge, And vanquish in Thy might. Thy throne is ever sure, Establishèd of God; Its scepter is of righteousness, Of equity its rod. Thou lovest perfect right, Hatest iniquity; Therefore with oil of festive joy The Lord anointed Thee. Thy garments breathe of myrrh, Of spices rich and rare; Glad strains of joyous music ring Throughout Thy palace fair. Amid Thy glorious train King’s daughters waiting stand, And on Thy right the queen adorned In gold from Ophir land. O royal bride, give heed, This King is now thy Lord; Forsake thy former loyalties, Full fealty accord. Thy beauty and thy grace Will then delight the King; And they to thee, since thou art His, Their precious gifts will bring. Enthroned in royal state And glorious thou shalt dwell, With garments fair, inwrought with gold, His bride He loveth well. And they who honor thee Shall in thy train attend, And to the palace of the King Shall joyfully ascend. Then in Thy Father’s place The sons of royal birth Thou wilt endow with regal gifts As princes of the earth. Thy Name shall be proclaimed Through all succeeding days, And all the peoples everywhere Shall give Thee endless praise.

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• [Mzm 45:1] I’ll Speak The Honors Of My King

  I’ll speak the honors of my King, His form divinely fair; None of His sons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. Sweet is Thy speech, and heav’nly grace Upon Thy lips is shed; Thy God, with blessings infinite, Hath crowned Thy sacred head. Gird on Thy sword, victorious Prince, Ride with majestic sway; Thy terrors shall strike through Thy foes, And make the world obey. Thy throne, O God, for ever stands; Thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful scepter in Thy hands, To rule the saints by love. Justice and truth attend Thee still, But mercy is Thy choice; And God, Thy God, Thy soul shall fill With most peculiar joys.

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• [Mzm 45:1] My Heart Doth Overflow

  My heart doth overflow, a goodly theme is mine; My eager tongue with joyful song doth praise the King divine. Supremely fair Thou art, Thy lips with grace o’erflow; His richest blessing evermore doth God on Thee bestow. Now gird Thee with Thy sword, O strong and mighty One; In splendid majesty arrayed, more glorious than the sun. Triumphantly ride forth for meekness, truth and right; Thine arm shall gain the victory in wondrous deeds of might. Thy strength shall overcome all those that hate the King, And under Thy dominion strong the nations Thou shalt bring. Thy royal throne, O God, forevermore shall stand; Eternal truth and justice wield the scepter in Thy hand. Since Thou art sinless found, the Lord, Thy God, confessed, Anointeth Thee with perfect joy, Thou art supremely blessed. Thy garments breathe of myrrh and spices sweet and rare; Glad strains of heav’nly music ring throughout Thy palace fair. Amid Thy glorious train kings’ daughters waiting stand, And fairest gems bedeck Thy bride, the queen at Thy right hand. O royal bride, give heed, and to my words attend; For Christ, the King, forsake the world and every former friend.

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• [Mzm 45:2] My Heart Is Full Of Christ

  My heart is full of Christ, and longs Its glorious matter to declare! Of Him I make my loftier song, I cannot from His praise forbear; My ready tongue makes haste to sing The glories of my heavenly King. Fairer than all the earth-born race, Perfect in comeliness Thou art; Replenished are Thy lips with grace, And full of love Thy tender heart: God ever blest! we bow the knee, And own all fullness dwells in Thee. Gird on Thy thigh the Spirit’s sword, And take to Thee Thy power divine; Stir up Thy strength, almighty Lord, All power and majesty are Thine: Assert Thy worship and renown; O all redeeming God, come down! Come, and maintain Thy righteous cause, And let Thy glorious toil succeed; Dispread the victory of Thy cross, Ride on, and prosper in Thy deed; Through earth triumphantly ride on, And reign in every heart alone.

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• [Mzm 45:6] Now Be My Heart Inspired To Sing

  Now be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Savior King, Jesus the Lord; how heav’nly fair His form! how bright His beauties are! O’er all the sons of human race He shines with a superior grace; Love from His lips divinely flows, And blessings all His state compose. Dress Thee in arms, most mighty Lord, Gird on the terror of Thy sword, In majesty and glory ride, With truth and meekness at Thy side. Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart; Or words of mercy, kind and sweet, Shall melt the rebels at Thy feet. Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, Grace is the scepter in Thy hands; Thy laws and works are just and right, Justice and grace are Thy delight. God, Thine own God, has richly shed His oil of gladness on Thy head, And with His sacred Spirit blest His firstborn Son above the rest.

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• [Mzm 45:8] Ivory Palaces

  My Lord has garments so wondrous fine, And myrrh their texture fills; Its fragrance reached to this heart of mine With joy my being thrills. Refrain Out of the ivory palaces, Into a world of woe, Only His great eternal love Made my Savior go. His life had also its sorrows sore, For aloes had a part; And when I think of the cross He bore, My eyes with teardrops start. Refrain His garments too were in cassia dipped, With healing in a touch; Each time my feet in some sin have slipped, He took me from its clutch. Refrain In garments glorious He will come, To open wide the door; And I shall enter my heav’nly home, To dwell forevermore. Refrain

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• [Mzm 45:11] O Royal Bride, Give Heed

  O royal bride, give heed, And to my words attend; For Christ the King forsake the world And every former friend. Thy beauty and thy grace Shall then delight the King; He only is thy rightful Lord, To Him thy worship bring. To thee, since thou art His, Great honor shall be shown; The rich shall bring their gifts to thee, Thy glory they shall own. Enthroned in royal state, All glorious thou shalt dwell, With garments fair, inwrought with gold; The Church He loveth well. And they that honor thee Shall in thy train attend, And to the palace of the King Shall joyfully ascend. O King of royal race, Thy sons of heavenly birth, Thou wilt endow with kingly gifts As princes in the earth. Thy Name shall be proclaimed Through all succeeding days, And all the nations of the earth Shall give Thee endless praise.

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• [Mzm 45:15] There Is Coming On A Day Of Great Rejoicing

  There is coming on a great day of rejoicing, When all the ransomed shall gather, their Lord as King to crown; All earth’s sorrow and its sin then disappearing, Every heart will the Savior then own. Refrain O the crowning day is coming, Hallelujah! O the crowning day is coming, Praise the Lord! For our Savior-King shall reign, He shall have His own again, Hallelujah, Hallelujah! From far distant lands battalions now are marching, Who will have part in the honors which Jesus will bestow; God be praised for all the souls that now are starting, Swelling the hosts that to victory go. Refrain Do you, comrades, feel at times a bit downhearted, When in the fight all looks dark, and the foe seems fierce and strong? At such times I find my fear has all departed When I remember that day coming on. Refrain

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• [Mzm 46:1] God Is A Stronghold And A Tower

  God is a Stronghold and a Tower, A Help that never faileth, A covering Shield, a Sword of power, When Satan’s host assaileth. In vain our crafty foe Still strives to work us woe, Still lurks and lies in wait With more than earthly hate; We will not faint, nor tremble. Frail sinners are we: naught remains For hope or consolation, Save in His strength Whom God ordains Our Captain of salvation. Yes, Jesus Christ alone The Lord of hosts we own, God ere the world began, The Word-made-flesh for man, Still conquering, and to conquer. Though fiercely strive the hosts of ill Within us, and around us, With fiendish strength, and fiendish skill, Yet ne’er may they confound us. Man’s night of dark despair, When storm clouds fill the air, In God’s triumphal hour, The noonday of His power, One word, and He prevaileth. Our Father’s truth abideth sure; Christ, our Redeemer, liveth; For us He pleads His offering pure, To us His Spirit giveth. Though dear ones pass away, Though strength and life decay, Yet loss shall be our gain, For God doth still remain Our All-in-all forever.

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• [Mzm 46:1] God Is Our Refuge And Defense

  God is our Refuge and Defense; In trouble our unfailing Aid; Secure in His omnipotence, What foe can make our souls afraid? Yea, though the earth’s foundations rock, And mountains down the gulf be hurled, His people smile amid the shock: They look beyond this transient world. There is a river pure and bright, Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains; Where, in eternity of light, The city of our God remains. Built by the Word of His command, With His unclouded presence blest, Firm as His throne the bulwarks stand, There is our home, our hope, our rest.

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• [Mzm 46:1] God Is Our Refuge And Our Strength

  God is our Refuge and our Strength, Our ever present Aid, And, therefore, though the earth remove, We will not be afraid; Though hills amidst the sea be cast, Though foaming waters roar, Yes, though the mighty billows shake The mountains on the shore. A river flows whose streams make glad The city of our God, The holy place wherein the Lord Most High has His abode; Since God is in the midst of her, Unmoved her walls shall stand, For God will be her early help, When trouble is at hand. The nations raged, the kingdoms moved, But when His voice was heard The troubled earth was stilled to peace Before His mighty Word. The Lord of Hosts is on our side, Our safety is secure; The God of Jacob is for us A refuge strong and sure. O come, behold what wondrous works Jehovah’s hand has wrought; Come, see what desolation great He on the earth has brought. To utmost ends of all the earth He causes war to cease; The weapons of the strong destroyed, He makes abiding peace. Be still and know that I am God, O’er all exalted high; The subject nations of the earth My Name shall magnify. The Lord of Hosts is on our side, Our safety is secure; The God of Jacob is for us A refuge strong and sure.

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• [Mzm 46:1] God Is The Refuge Of His Saints

  God is the refuge of His saints, When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold Him present with His aid. Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep, and buried there; Convulsions shake the solid world: Our faith shall never yield to fear. Loud may the troubled ocean roar; In sacred peace our souls abide; While every nation, every shore, Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. There is a stream, whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God, Life, love, and joy, still guiding through, And wat’ring our divine abode. That sacred stream—Thy holy Word— That all our raging fear controls; Sweet peace Thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. Zion enjoys her Monarch’s love, Secure against a threatening hour; Nor can her firm foundations move, Built on His truth, and armed with power.

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• [Mzm 46:1] Mighty Fortress Is Our God, A

  A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing: For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe; His craft and power are great, and, armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal. Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing; Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God’s own choosing: Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He; Lord Sabaoth, His Name, from age to age the same, And He must win the battle. And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us, We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us: The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him; His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure, One little word shall fell him. That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them, abideth; The Spirit and the gifts are ours through Him Who with us sideth: Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also; The body they may kill: God’s truth abideth still, His kingdom is forever. A mighty fortress is our God, a trusty shield and weapon; He helps us free from every need that hath us now overtaken. The old evil foe now means deadly woe; deep guile and great might Are his dread arms in fight; on Earth is not his equal. With might of ours can naught be done, soon were our loss effected; But for us fights the Valiant One, whom God Himself elected. Ask ye, who is this? Jesus Christ it is. Of Sabbath Lord, and there’s none other God; He holds the field forever. Though devils all the world should fill, all eager to devour us. We tremble not, we fear no ill, they shall not overpower us. This world’s prince may still scowl fierce as he will, He can harm us none, he’s judged; the deed is done; One little word can fell him. The Word they still shall let remain nor any thanks have for it; He’s by our side upon the plain with His good gifts and Spirit. And take they our life, goods, fame, child and wife, Let these all be gone, they yet have nothing won; The Kingdom ours remaineth.

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• [Mzm 46:1] Mourn For The Thousands Slain

  Mourn for the thousands slain, The youthful and the strong; Mourn for the wine cup’s fearful reign, And the deluded throng. Mourn for the ruined soul— Eternal life and light, Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl, And turned to hopeless night. Mourn for the lost; but call, Call to the strong, the free; Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall, And to the refuge flee. Mourn for the lost; but pray, Pray to our God above, To break the fell destroyer’s sway, And show His saving love.

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• [Mzm 46:9] O God Of Love, O King Of Peace

  O God of love, O King of Peace, Make wars throughout the world to cease; The wrath of sinful men restrain, Give peace, O God, give peace again! Remember, Lord, Thy works of old, The wonders that our fathers told; Remember not our sin’s dark stain, Give peace, O God, give peace again! Whom shall we trust but Thee, O Lord? Where rest but on Thy faithful Word? None ever called on Thee in vain, Give peace, O God, give peace again! Where saints and angels dwell above, All hearts are knit in holy love; O bind us in that heavenly chain! Give peace, O God, give peace again!

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• [Mzm 46:10] Be Still, My Soul

  Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side. Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain. Leave to thy God to order and provide; In every change, He faithful will remain. Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end. Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake To guide the future, as He has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake; All now mysterious shall be bright at last. Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below. Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart, And all is darkened in the vale of tears, Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart, Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears. Be still, my soul: thy Jesus can repay From His own fullness all He takes away. Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on When we shall be forever with the Lord. When disappointment, grief and fear are gone, Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored. Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past All safe and blessèd we shall meet at last. Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise On earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high; Acknowledge Him in all thy words and ways, So shall He view thee with a well pleased eye. Be still, my soul: the Sun of life divine Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine.

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• [Mzm 46:10] Evensong Is Hushed In Silence

  Evensong is hushed in silence, And the hour of rest is nigh; Strengthen us for work tomorrow, Jesus, Son of God most high! Thou who in the village workshop, Fashioning the yoke and plough, Didst eat bread of daily labor, Succor them that labor now. Refrain We are weary of life-long toil, Of sorrow, and pain, and sin; But there is a City with streets of gold, And all is peace within. How are we to reach that City, Whose delights no tongue may tell? By the faith that looks to Jesus, By a life of doing well. Sinful men and sinful women, He will wash our sins away; He will take us to the sheepfold Whence no sheep can ever stray Refrain There the dear ones who have left us We shall some day meet again; There will be no bitter partings, No more sorrow, death or pain. Evensong has closed in silence, And the hour of rest is nigh; Lighten Thou our darkness, Jesus, Savior, Son of God most high! Refrain

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• [Mzm 46:10] Lord Is In His Holy Place, The

  The Lord is in His holy place, Let all the earth be still; Be still and know that He is God, And wait to do His will. We need a sacred watchfulness, An earnest deep desire for grace, Our lives with true content to fill. So hear and heed His faithful Word, And trust His promise long, For they who seek Him life shall find, And shall in Him be strong; We need a perfect faith in Him, With understanding never dim, To fill our daily lives with song.

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• [Mzm 47:1] All Nations, Clap Your Hands

  All nations, clap your hands, Let shouts of triumph ring, For mighty over all the lands The Lord Most High is King. Above our mighty foes He gave us power to stand, And as our heritage He chose The goodly promised land. With shouts ascends our King, With trumpet’s stirring call; Praise God, praise God, His praises sing, For God is Lord of all. O sing in joyful strains, And make His glory known; God over all the nations reigns, And holy is His throne. Our fathers’ God to own The kings of earth draw nigh, For none can save but God alone, He is the Lord Most High.

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• [Mzm 47:1] Clap Your Hands, Ye People All

  Clap your hands, ye people all, Praise the God on Whom ye call; Lift your voice, and shout His praise, Triumph in His sovereign grace! Glorious is the Lord most High, Terrible in majesty; He His sovereign sway maintains, King o’er all the earth He reigns. Jesus is gone up on high, Takes His seat above the sky: Shout the angel-choirs aloud, Echoing to the trump of God. Sons of earth, the triumph join, Praise Him with the host divine; Emulate the heavenly powers, Their victorious Lord is ours. Shout the God enthroned above, Trumpet forth His conquering love; Praises to our Jesus sing, Praises to our glorious King! Power is all to Jesus given, Power o’er hell, and earth, and Heav’n! Power He now to us imparts; Praise Him with believing hearts. Wonderful in saving power, Him let all our hearts adore; Earth and Heav’n repeat the cry, “Glory be to God most High!”

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• [Mzm 47:1] Hark! The Sounds Of Singing

  Hark! the sounds of singing Coming on the breeze, Notes of triumph winging Over lands and seas. Martial hosts assemble, Flushed with victory, Hell’s battalions tremble And prepare to flee. Refrain Army of salvation! Army of the Lord! Christ our Inspiration Christ our great Reward. Whence have come these legions, Valiant, free and strong? Worldwide are the regions Where they combat wrong. Gathering ’neath our banner While the trumpets blend, Here in fervent manner Let our praise ascend. Refrain Plucked as brands from burning, Saved by Jesus’ might, Earth’s allurement spurning, We for Christ will fight. He Who found and freed us From our captive chain, Surely He will lead us To eternal gain. Refrain Wondrous, wondrous story Of our God-made host, Unto Jesus glory ’Tis in Him we boast. Out of every nation, By His might restored, Army of salvation, Army of the Lord. Refrain

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• [Mzm 47:1] O For A Shout Of Sacred Joy

  O for a shout of sacred joy To God the sov’reign King! Let ev’ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. Jesus our God ascends on high, His heav’nly guards around Attend Him rising through the sky, With trumpets’ joyful sound. While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains; Let all the earth His honors sing; O’er all the earth He reigns. Rehearse His praise with awe profound, Let knowledge lead the song, Nor mock Him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. In Isr’el stood His ancient throne, He lov’d that chosen race; But now He calls the world His own, And heathens taste His grace. The British islands are the Lord’s, There Abraham’s God is known; While powers and princes, shields and swords, Submit before His throne.

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• [Mzm 47:1] Rejoice Ye People, Homage Give

  Rejoice, ye people, homage give, To God with voice of triumph sing; He ruleth in dread majesty, The great, the universal King. He putteth nations under us And maketh us triumphant stand; He giveth for our heritage His promised rest, a goodly land. God hath ascended with a shout, Jehovah with the trumpet’s sound; Sing praise to God our King, sing praise, Yes, let His glorious praise abound. Our God is King of all the earth, With thoughtful heart His praise make known; O’er all the nations God doth reign, Exalted on His holy throne. To praise and serve our cov’nant God The princes of the earth draw nigh; All kingly pow’rs belong to Him, He is exalted, God most high.

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• [Mzm 47:1] Shout Of Mighty Triumph, A

  A shout of mighty triumph Through nature’s realm is heard, A shout which calls creation To hail th’Incarnate Word. Away with clouds and darkness! All hail, thrice blessèd morn; Sing out with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born! Is this, ye holy shepherds, The mighty newborn King? This Child, so sweet and gentle, Can He such rapture bring? O yes! He comes, the Savior Of sinful earth forlorn; Then shout with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born! The cruel, cruel foeman This Child shall overthrow; Full soon, the fierce destroyer, His Lord’s stern might shall know: Of all his boasted power Soon to be roughly shorn; Then shout with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born! But say, sweet virgin mother, The Child upon thy breast, Will He receive young children, And share with them His rest? O yes! He will with glory Both old and young adorn; Then shout with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born! Rejoice then, youths and maidens, Old men and children, too; Lift up your cheerful voices, With bliss and rapture true! Ring out, ye towers and steeples! Blow, trumpet, pipe and horn! Then shout with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born!

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• [Mzm 47:5] Lo, God To Heav’n Ascendeth

  Lo, God to Heav’n ascendeth! Throughout its regions vast With shouts triumphant blendeth the trumpet’s thrilling blast: Sing praise to Christ the Lord; sing praise with exultation, King of each heathen nation, the God of hosts adored! With joy is Heav’n resounding Christ’s glad return to see; Behold the saints surrounding the Lord Who set them free. Bright myriads, thronging, come; the cherub band rejoices, And loud seraphic voices all welcome Jesus home. From cross to throne ascending, we follow Christ on high And know the pathway wending to mansions in the sky. Our Lord is gone before; yet here He will not leave us, And soon in Heav’n receive us and open wide the door. Our place He is preparing; to Heav’n we, too, shall rise, With Him His glory sharing, be where our Treasure lies. Bestir thyself, my soul! Where Jesus Christ has entered, There let Thy hope be centered; press onward toward the goal. Let all our thoughts be winging to where Thou didst ascend, And let our hearts be singing: “We seek Thee, Christ, our Friend, Thee, God’s exalted Son, our Life, and Way to heaven, To Whom all power is given, our Joy and Hope and Crown.”

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• [Mzm 47:6] He’s My King

  All day long of Jesus I am singing, He my song of joy will ever be; All the while He keeps my heart-bells ringing, For His love is ev’rything to me. Refrain He’s my King, and O I dearly love Him, He’s my King, no other is above Him; All day long enraptured praise I sing, He’s my Savior, He’s my King! Streams of love around my soul are flowing, From His heart love’s everlasting spring; That is why my faith in Him I’m showing, That is why an endless song I sing. Refrain In His light, I’m going home to glory, With the souls who trust His saving grace; Going home to sing and tell His story, In the blessèd sunshine of His face. Refrain

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• [Mzm 47:6] O Sing His Praise

  O sing His praise, who governs earth and sky; Sing His tender mercy, ever nigh; Sing of the love that ransoms man from sin, Love that conquered death, our souls to win. Refrain Sweet praises bring the heav’nly King; To every nation tell His everlasting love; Sweet praises bring the heav’nly King; He guides us in His ways, He sends the sunny days; And every cloud His will obeys With blessing from above. O sing His praise, with gratitude sincere; Tokens of His goodness thro’ the year; Sing of the care providing for our needs, Thro’ the stranger-land, He gently leads. Refrain O sing His praise; the thankful notes prolong; Let our lives re-echo every song; Let heart and hand the happy strain repeat, Laying loving service at His feet. Refrain

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• [Mzm 47:6] Savior, Blessed Savior

  Savior, blessèd Savior, listen while we sing; Hearts and voices ringing, praises to our King; All we have to offer, all we hope to be, Body, soul, and spirit, all we yield to Thee. Near, ever nearer, Christ, we draw to Thee, Deep in adoration bending low the knee; Thou for our redemption cam’st on earth to die; Thou, that we might follow, hast gone up on high. Great and ever greater, are Thy mercies here; True and everlasting are the glories there, Where no pain nor sorrow, toil nor care is known, Where the angel legions circle round Thy throne. Dark and ever darker, was the wintry past, Now a ray of gladness o’er our path is cast; Every day that passeth, every hour that flies, Tells of love unfeignèd, love that never dies. Clearer still and clearer dawns the light from Heav’n, In our sadness bringing news of sin forgiven; Life has lost its shadows, pure the light within; Thou hast shed Thy radiance on a world of sin. Brighter still and brighter glows the western sun, Shedding all its gladness o’er our work that’s done; Time will soon be over, toil and sorrow past, May we, blessèd Savior, find a rest at last. Onward, ever onward, journeying o’er the road Worn by saints before us, journeying on to God; Leaving all behind us, may we hasten on, Backward never looking till the prize is won. Higher, then, and higher bear the ransomed soul, Earthly toils forgetting, Savior, to its goal; Where in joys unthought of saints with angels sing, Never weary, raising, praises to their King.

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• [Mzm 47:6] Sing We The King

  Sing we the King Who is coming to reign, Glory to Jesus, the Lamb that was slain. Life and salvation His empire shall bring, Joy to the nations when Jesus is King. Refrain Come let us sing, praise to our King, Jesus our King, Jesus our King, This is our song, who to Jesus belong: Glory to Jesus, to Jesus our King. All men shall dwell in His marvelous light, Races long severed His love shall unite, Justice and truth from His scepter shall spring, Wrong shall be ended when Jesus is King. Refrain All shall be well in His kingdom of peace, Freedom shall flourish and wisdom increase, Foe shall be friend when His triumph we sing, Sword shall be sickle when Jesus is King. Refrain Souls shall be saved from the burden of sin, Doubt shall not darken His witness within, Hell hath no terrors, and death hath no sting; Love is victorious when Jesus is King. Refrain Kingdom of Christ, for thy coming we pray, Hasten, O Father, the dawn of the day When this new song Thy creation shall sing, Satan is vanquished, and Jesus is King. Refrain

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• [Mzm 47:7] Mighty God, While Angels Bless Thee

  Mighty God, while angels bless Thee, May a mortal sing Thy Name? Lord of men as well as angels, Thou art every creature’s theme. Lord of every land and nation, Ancient of eternal days. Sounded through the wide creation Be Thy just and endless praise. For the grandeur of Thy nature, Grand beyond a seraph’s thought; For the wonders of creation, Works with skill and kindness wrought. For Thy providence, that governs, Through Thine empire’s wide domain, Wings an angel, guides a sparrow, Blessèd be Thy gentle reign. For Thy rich, Thy free redemption, Bright, though veiled in darkness long, Thought is poor, and poor expression; Who can sing that wondrous song? Brightness of the Father’s glory, Shall Thy praise unuttered lie? Break, my tongue, such guilty silence! Sing the Lord Who came to die. From the highest throne of glory To the cross of deepest woe, All to ransom guilty captives; Flow my praise, forever flow! Reascend, immortal Savior; Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne; Thence return, and reign forever, Be the kingdom all Thine own!

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• [Mzm 47:7] O God Of Earth And Altar

  O God of earth and altar, bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, our people drift and die; The walls of gold entomb us, the swords of scorn divide; Take not Thy thunder from us, but take away our pride. From all that terror teaches, from lies of tongue and pen, From all the easy speeches that comfort cruel men; From sale and profanation of honor and the sword; From sleep and from damnation, deliver us, good Lord! Tie in a living tether, the prince and priest and thrall; Bind all our lives together, smite us and save us all; In ire and exultation aflame with faith and free, Lift up a living nation, a single sword to Thee.

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• [Mzm 47:7] O King Most High Of Earth And Sky

  O King most high of earth and sky On prostrate death Thou treadest, And with Thy blood dost mark the road Whereby to Heaven Thou leadest. O Christ, behold Thine orphaned fold, Which Thou hast borne with anguish, Steeped in the tide from Thy rent side: O leave us not to languish! The glorious gain of all Thy pain Henceforth dost Thou inherit; Now comes the hour—then greatly shower On us Thy promised Spirit!

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• [Mzm 48:1] If You Will Only Let God Guide You

  If you will only let God guide you, And hope in Him through all your ways, Whatever comes, He’ll stand beside you, To bear you through the evil days; Who trusts in God’s unchanging love Builds on the Rock that cannot move. Only be still, and wait His leisure In cheerful hope, with heart content To take whatever the Father’s pleasure And all discerning love have sent; Nor doubt our inmost wants are known To Him Who chose us for His own. Sing, pray, and swerve not from His ways, But do your part in conscience true; Trust His rich promises of grace, So shall they be fulfilled in you; God hears the call of those in need, The souls that trust in Him indeed. If thou but suffer God to guide thee And hope in Him through all thy ways, He’ll give thee strength, whate’er betide thee, And bear thee through the evil days. Who trust in God’s unchanging love Builds on the rock that naught can move. What can these anxious cares avail thee These never ceasing moans and sighs? What can it help if thou bewail thee O’er each dark moment as it flies? Our cross and trials do but press The heavier for our bitterness. Be patient and await His leisure In cheerful hope, with heart content To take whatever thy Father’s pleasure And His discerning love hath sent, Nor doubt our inmost want are known To Him who chose us for His own. God knows full well when time of gladness Shall be the needful thing for thee. When He has tried thy soul with sadness And from all guile has found thee free, He comes to thee all unaware And makes thee own His loving care. Nor think amid the fiery trial That God hath cast thee off unheard, That he whose hopes meet no denial Must surely be of God preferred. Time passes and much change doth bring And set a bound to everything. All are alike before the Highest: ’Tis easy for our God, We know, To raise thee up, though low thou liest, To make the rich man poor and low. True wonders still by Him are wrought Who setteth up and brings to naught. Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving, Perform thy duties faithfully, And trust His Word: though undeserving, Thou yet shalt find it true for thee. God never yet forsook in need The soul that trusted Him indeed.

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• [Mzm 48:1] O Walk In The Footsteps Of Jesus

  O walk in the footsteps of Jesus, Child of His wonderful love; O follow, for soon they will guide thee Up to those mansions above. Refrain Yes, walk in the footsteps of Jesus, Keeping fast hold of His hand, For thus will He guide thee and lead thee On to the heavenly land. O walk in the footsteps of Jesus, Weary one, burdened with care, Now lift up thine eyes unto Heaven, Lift up thy spirit in prayer. Refrain O walk in the footsteps of Jesus, Mourning one, over the dead, For gently His arms will enfold thee, Tenderly pillow thy head. Refrain

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• [Mzm 48:1] O’er The Trackless Ocean Guided

  O’er the trackless ocean guided By Thy hand our fathers came; They, O Lord, in Thee confided, Loved Thy day, revered Thy Name; Nor would we, their faith despising, False to their devotion be, But, on wings of pray’r arising, Lift our contrite hearts to Thee. In the new land, wild and lonely, Rude the homes which they upraised; There they sought unto Thee only, There Thy love and mercy praise; In our fairer habitations, May their zeal in us increase, While Thy gracious consolations Prove our everlasting peace. Destined for their fathers’ places, Age on until the end, Keep, O keep, our children’s faces Turned to Thee, our changeless Friend; And may all who boon of Heaven Now or evermore shall crave, Know on earth Thy blessing given, Glory find beyond the grave.

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• [Mzm 48:1] Within Thy Temple’s Sacred Courts

  Within Thy temple’s sacred courts, With loving and adoring thought, We contemplate Thy grace, O God, And all Thy deeds with mercy fraught. Where’er Thy Name, O God, is known, Where’er Thy glorious fame extends, There also is Thy praise proclaimed, Far as the earth’s remotest ends. This mighty God forever lives Our God and Savior to abide, And till our pilgrim days shall end Will ever be our faithful Guide.

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• [Mzm 48:3] Great Is The Lord Our God

  Great is the Lord our God, And let His praise be great; He makes His churches His abode, His most delightful seat. Those temples of His grace, How beautiful they stand! The honors of our native place, And bulwarks of our land. In Sion God is known, A refuge in distress; How bright has His salvation shone Through all her palaces! When kings against her joined, And saw the Lord was there, In wild confusion of the mind, They fled with hasty fear. When navies tall and proud Attempt to spoil our peace, He sends His tempests roaring loud, And sinks them in the seas. Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold Where His own sheep have been. In every new distress We’ll to His house repair; We’ll think upon His wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there.

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• [Mzm 48:9] O How The Thought Of God Attracts

  O how the thought of God attracts And draws the heart from earth And sickens it of passing shows And dissipating mirth! ’Tis not enough to save our souls, To shun th’eternal fires; The thought of God will rouse the heart To more sublime desires. God only is the creature’s home, Though rough and strait the road; Yet nothing less can satisfy The love that longs for God. O utter but the Name of God, Down in your heart of hearts, And see from the world at once All tempting light depart! A trusting heart, a yearning eye, Can win their way above, If mountains can be moved by faith, Is there less power in love?

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• [Mzm 48:9] Within Thy Temple, Lord

  Within Thy temple, Lord, We on Thy mercies dwell; Far as Thy Name is known, There doth Thy praise excel: Thy praises sound through every land, And right Thy scepter shall command. Let Zion’s mount rejoice, Let Judah’s daughters praise The Lord with cheerful voice, For judgment He displays; Go round the walls on Zion’s mount, Go round her splendors to recount. The towers of Zion tell, Her palaces survey, Mark all her bulwarks well, And to your children say: This God forever shall abide, E’en unto death, our God and Guide.

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• [Mzm 48:14] Be Thou My Guardian And My Guide

  Be Thou my Guardian and my Guide; And hear me when I call; Let not my slippery footsteps slide, And hold me lest I fall. The world, the flesh, and Satan dwell Around the path I tread; O, save me from the snares of hell, Thou Quickener of the dead. And if I tempted am to sin, And outward things are strong, Do Thou, O Lord, keep watch within, And save my soul from wrong. Still let me ever watch and pray, And feel that I am frail; that if the tempter cross my way, Yet he may not prevail.

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• [Mzm 48:14] Father Of Love

  Father of love, our Guide and Friend, O lead us gently on, Until life’s trial time shall end, And heav’nly peace be won. We know not what the path may be As yet by us untrod; But we can trust our all to Thee, Our Father and our God. If called, like Abraham’s child, to climb The hill of sacrifice, Some angel may be there in time; Deliverance shall arise. Or, if some darker lot be good, O teach us to endure The sorrow, pain or solitude, That makes the spirit pure. Christ by no flowery pathway came; And we, His followers here, Must do Thy will and praise Thy Name, In hope, and love and fear. And, till in Heav’n we sinless bow, And faultless anthems raise, O Father, Son, and Spirit, now, Accept our feeble praise.

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• [Mzm 48:14] From God Shall Naught Divide Me

  From God shall naught divide me, For He is true for aye And on my path will guide me, Who else should often stray. His right hand holdeth me; For me He truly careth, My burdens ever beareth, Wherever I may be. When man’s help and affection Shall unavailing prove, God grants me His protection And shows His power and love. He helps in every need, From sin and shame redeems me, From chains and bonds reclaims me, Yea, e’en from death I’m freed. God shall be my Reliance In sorrow’s darkest night; Its dread I bid defiance When He is at my right. I unto Him commend My body, soul, and spirit— They are His own by merit— All’s well then at the end. Oh, praise Him, for He never Forgets our daily need; Oh, blest the hour whenever To Him our thoughts can speed; Yea, all the time we spend Without Him is wasted, Till we His joy have tasted, The joy that hath no end. Yea, when the world shall perish With all its pride and power, Whatever worldlings cherish Shall vanish in that hour. But though in death they make The deepest grave our cover, When there our sleep is over, Our God will us awake. What though I here must suffer Distress and trials sore, I merit ways still rougher; And yet there is in store For me eternal bliss, Yea, pleasures without measure, Since Christ is now my Treasure, And shall be evermore.

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• [Mzm 48:14] God Makes A Path

  God makes a path, provides a guide, And feeds in wilderness; His glorious Name, while breath remains, O that I may confess. Lost many a time, I had no guide, No house but hollow tree; In stormy winter night, no fire, No food, no company. In Him I found a house, a bed, A table, company; No cup so bitter but made sweet, Where God shall sweetening be.
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• [Mzm 48:14] God Of Compassion, In Mercy Befriend Us

  God of compassion, in mercy befriend us; Giver of grace for our needs all availing; Wisdom and strength for each day do Thou send us, Patience untiring and courage unfailing. Wandering and lost, Thou hast sought us and found us, Stilled our rude hearts with Thy Word consoling, Wrap now Thy peace, like a mantle, around us, Guarding our thoughts and our passions controlling. How shall we stray, with Thy hand to direct us, Thou Who the stars in their courses art guiding? What shall we fear, with Thy power to protect us, We who walk forth in Thy greatness confiding?

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• [Mzm 48:14] Guiding Hand, The

  Through each perplexing care and strife, That marks the checkered path of life, My Savior’s guiding hand I see, And know that still He leadeth me. Refrain He leadeth me, he leadeth me, Let this my theme of rapture be! He leadeth me, He leadeth me, My Savior’s guiding hand I see. Though trials great before me rise, Though clouds of sorrow veil my skies, Unmoved the coming storm I see, For God my Savior leadeth me. Refrain He leadeth me, O joy divine! The glory His, the cross be mine, Since He who suffered on the tree In tender mercy leadeth me. Refrain With Him, my soul’s eternal Guide, What can I wish or want beside? In life or death my song shall be, My loving Savior leadeth me. Refrain

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• [Mzm 48:14] Holy Spirit, Faith­ful Guide

  Holy Spirit, faithful Guide, ever near the Christian’s side; Gently lead us by the hand, pilgrims in a desert land. Weary souls fore’er rejoice, while they hear that sweetest voice, Whispering softly, “Wanderer, come, follow Me, I’ll guide thee home.” Ever present, truest Friend, ever near Thine aid to lend, Leave us not to doubt and fear, groping on in darkness drear. When the storms are raging sore, hearts grow faint and hopes give o’er. Whispering softly, “Wanderer, come, follow Me, I’ll guide thee home.” When our days of toil cease, waiting still for sweet release, Nothing left but heaven and prayer, wondering if our names are there; Wading deep the dismal flood, pleading naught but Jesus’ blood, Whispering softly, “Wanderer, come, follow Me, I’ll guide thee home.”

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• [Mzm 48:14] I Little See

  I little see, I little know, Yet I can fear no ill; He who hath guided me till now Will be my leader still. No burden yet was on me laid Of trouble or of care, But He my trembling step hath stayed, And given me strength to bear. I know not what beyond may lie, But look, in humble faith, Into a larger life to die, And find new birth in death. He will not leave my soul forlorn; I still must find Him true, Whose mercies have been new each morn And every evening new. Upon His providence I lean, As lean in faith I must; The lesson of my life hath been A heart of grateful trust. And so my onward way I fare With happy heart and calm, And mingle with my daily care The music of my psalm.

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• [Mzm 48:14] Jesus Leads

  Like a shepherd, tender, true, Jesus leads, Jesus leads, Daily finds us pastures new, Jesus leads, Jesus leads; If thick mists are o’er the way, Or the flock ’mid danger feeds, He will watch them lest they stray, Jesus leads, Jesus leads. All along life’s rugged road Jesus leads, Jesus leads, Till we reach yon blest abode, Jesus leads, Jesus leads; All the way, before He’s trod, And He now the flock precedes, Safe into the fold of God, Jesus leads, Jesus leads. Thro’ the sunlit ways of life Jesus leads, Jesus leads, Thro’ the warrings and the strife Jesus leads, Jesus leads; When we reach the Jordan’s tide, Where life’s bound’ry line recedes, He will the spread the waves aside, Jesus leads, Jesus leads.

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• [Mzm 48:14] Lead Me Gently Home, Father

  Lead me gently home, Father, Lead me gently home, When life’s toils are ended And parting days have come; Sin no more shall tempt me, Ne’er from Thee I’ll roam, If Thou’lt only lead me, Father, Lead me gently home. Refrain Lead me gently home, Father, Lead me gently Lest I fall upon the wayside, Lead me gently home. Lead me gently home, Father, Lead me gently home, In life’s darkest hours, Father, When life’s troubles come; Keep my feet from wand’ring, Lest from Thee I roam, Lest I fall upon the wayside, Lead me gently home. Refrain

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• [Mzm 48:14] Lead Us, Heavenly Father

  Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us O’er the world’s tempestuous sea; Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us, For we have no help but Thee; Yet possessing every blessing If our God our Father be. Savior, breathe forgiveness o’er us; All our weakness Thou dost know; Thou didst tread this earth before us, Thou didst feel its keenest woe; Lone and dreary, faint and weary, Through the desert Thou didst go. Spirit of our God, descending, Fill our hearts with heavenly joy, Love with every passion blending, Pleasure that can never cloy; Thus provided, pardoned, guided, Nothing can our peace destroy.

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• [Mzm 48:14] Lead Us On

  Step by step, O loving Savior, In Thine own appointed way, In the path which Thou hast chosen, Lead us on, from day to day. Refrain Lead us on, O lead us ever, Till we all Thy face shall see: For our hope is in Thy mercy, We are trusting only Thee. Lead us on, though stormy billows Wild and dark before us rise; Let Thy precious bow of promise Shine resplendent from the skies. Refrain Lead us on, our souls defending, Till the latest storm is past, And we hear our loved ones singing, “Welcome, welcome home at last!” Refrain

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• [Mzm 48:14] Life’s Railway

  You are traveling on a railway, Winding through this maze of life, Climbing up the hills of trial, Into vales of sin and strife; But there’s one who knows the journey, He can surely take you through; Jesus knows the way to glory, He will safely carry you. Refrain Jesus, Savior, blessèd Keeper, Guide us on to Heav’n above; Where the saints throughout the ages Will unite in songs of love. Curves will meet you as you journey, You will meet with wrecks of time; You will cross the bridge of sadness, You will reach some heights sublime. Never fear, for Christ is with you, And He knows the way so plain; Keep your eye on your dear Savior, He will banish fear and pain. Refrain Wind and rain some days will hinder, Skies will darken, sickness come; You will want to travel freely To a friend or heav’nly home; Put your trust in Christ the Savior, Well He knows this line and rail; He will never leave you lonely For His love will never fail. Refrain You will cross the bridge of mercy And the river of delight, You will climb the hills supernal, You shall gain the hills of light; Soon the home so freely given Will be seen on “glory’s shore”; You have reached the heav’nly station, Ne’er to leave forevermore. Refrain

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• [Mzm 48:14] Life’s Railway To Heaven

  Life is like a mountain railroad, with an engineer that’s brave; We must make the run successful, from the cradle to the grave; Watch the curves, the fills, the tunnels; never falter, never quail; Keep your hand upon the throttle, and your eye upon the rail. Refrain Blessèd Savior, Thou wilt guide us, Till we reach that blissful shore; Where the angels wait to join us In Thy praise forevermore. You will roll up grades of trial; you will cross the bridge of strife; See that Christ is your Conductor on this lightning train of life; Always mindful of obstruction, do your duty, never fail; Keep your hand upon the throttle, and your eye upon the rail. Refrain You will often find obstructions; look for storms of wind and rain; On a fill, or curve, or trestle, they will almost ditch your train; Put your trust alone in Jesus; never falter, never fail; Keep your hand upon the throttle, and your eye upon the rail. Refrain As you roll across the trestle, spanning Jordan’s swelling tide, You behold the Union Depot into which your train will glide; There you’ll meet the Superintendent, God the Father, God the Son, With the hearty, joyous, plaudit, “Weary pilgrim, welcome home!” Refrain

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• [Mzm 48:14] Lord And Savior, True And Kind

  Lord and Savior, true and kind, Be the Master of my mind; Bless, and guide, and strengthen still All my powers of thought and will. While I ply the scholar’s task, Jesus Christ, be near, I ask; Help the memory, clear the brain, Knowledge still to seek and gain. Here I train for life’s swift race; Let me do it in Thy grace; Here I arm me for life’s fight; Let me do it in Thy might. Thou hast made me mind and soul; I for Thee would use the whole; Thou hast died that I might live; All my powers to Thee I give. Striving, thinking, learning, still, Let me follow thus Thy will, Till my whole glad nature be Trained for duty and for Thee.

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• [Mzm 48:14] To Thine Eter­nal Arms, O God

  To Thine eternal arms, O God, Take us, Thine erring children, in; From dangerous paths too boldly trod, From wandering thoughts and dreams of sin. Those arms were round our childhood’s ways, A guard through helpless years to be; O leave not our maturer days! We still are helpless without Thee. We trusted hope and pride and strength; Our strength proved false, our pride was vain; Our dreams have faded all at length— We come to Thee, O Lord, again! A guide to trembling steps yet be! Give us of Thine eternal power! So shall our paths all lead to Thee, And life still smile, like childhood’s hour.

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• [Mzm 49:1] Hear This, All Ye Peo­ple, Hear

  Hear this, all ye people, hear, Earth’s inhabitants, give ear; All of high and low degree, Rich and poor, give heed to me. Truth with all my heart I seek, And my mouth shall wisdom speak; Hearken while in lyric strain I make hidden wisdom plain. Why should I to fear give way When I see the evil day, When with wickedness my foes Shall surround me and oppose? They that trust in treasured gold, Though they boast of wealth untold, None can bid his brother live, None to God a ransom give. If from death one would be free And corruption never see, Costly is life’s ransom price, Far beyond all sacrifice.

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• [Mzm 49:5] Why Should I Fear In Evil Days

  Why should I fear in evil days, With snares encompassed all around? What trust can transient treasures raise For them in riches who abound? His brother who from death can save? What wealth can ransom him from God? What mine of gold defraud the grave? What hoards but vanish at His nod? To live forever is their dream; Their houses by their name they call; While, borne by time’s relentless stream, Around them wise and foolish fall; Their riches others must divide; They plant, but others reap the fruit; In honor man cannot abide, To death devoted, like the brute. This is their folly, this their way; And yet in this their sons delight; Like sheep, of death the destined prey, The future scorn of the upright; The grave their beauty shall consume, Their dwellings never see them more; But God shall raise me from the tomb, And life for endless time restore. What though thy foe in wealth increase, And fame and glory crown his head? Fear not, for all at death shall cease, Nor fame, nor glory, crown the dead: While prosp’ring all around thee smiled, Yet to the grave shalt thou descend; The senseless pride of fortune’s child Shall share the brute creation’s end.

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• [Mzm 49:6] No More, Dear Savior, Will I Boast

  No more, dear Savior, will I boast Of beauty, wealth, or loud applause, The world has all its glories lost, Amid the triumphs of the cross. In every feature of Thy face Beauty her fairest charms displays; Truth, wisdom, majesty, and grace, Shine thence in sweetly mingled rays. Thy wealth the pow’r of thought transcends, ’Tis vast, immense, and all divine; Thy empire, Lord, o’er all extends— The sun, the moon, the stars are Thine. Yet, oh how marvelous the sight! I see Thee on a cross expire; Thy Godhead veiled in sable night, And angels from the scene retire.

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• [Mzm 49:10] Dust To Dust, The Mort­al Dies

  Dust to dust, the mortal dies, Both the foolish and the wise; None forever can remain, Each must leave his hoarded gain. Yet within their heart they say That their houses are for aye, That their dwelling places grand Shall for generations stand. To their lands they give their name In the hope of lasting fame, But man’s honor quickly flies, Like the lowly beast he dies. Though such folly mark their way, Men approve of what they say; Death their shepherd, they the sheep, He within his fold will keep. O’er them soon shall rule the just, All their beauty turn to dust; God my waiting soul shall save, He will raise me from the grave. Let no fear disturb your peace Though one’s house and wealth increase; Death shall end his fleeting day, He shall carry naught away. Though in life he wealth attained, Though the praise of men he gained, He shall join those gone before, Where the light shall shine no more. Crowned with honor though he be, Highly gifted, strong and free, If he be not truly wise, Man is like the beast that dies.

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• [Mzm 49:15] Hark! From The Tombs A Dole­ful Sound

  Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound; My ears, attend the cry; “Ye living men, come view the ground Where you must shortly lie. “Princes, this clay must be your bed, In spite of all your towers; The tall, the wise, the rev’rend head Must lie as low as ours!” Great God! is this our certain doom? And are we still secure? Still walking downward to our tomb, And yet prepare no more? Grant us the powers of quick’ning grace, To fit our souls to fly, Then, when we drop this dying flesh, We’ll rise above the sky.

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Mazmur 84:1--85:13

• [Mzm 84:1] How Dear To Me, O Lord Of Hosts

  How dear to me, O Lord of Hosts, The place where Thou dost dwell; The tabernacles of Thy grace In pleasantness excel. My spirit longs, yea, even faints, Thy sacred courts to see; My thirsting heart and flesh cry out, O living God, for Thee. Beneath Thy care the sparrow finds A place of peaceful rest; Where she may safely lay her young The swallow finds a nest. Then, Lord of Hosts, my King, my God, Thy love will shelter me; Beneath Thy altar’s peaceful shade My dwelling place shall be. Blest they who dwell within Thy house, Their perfect strength Thou art; Their joyful praise shall never cease, Thy ways are in their heart. Their tears of grief, like early rain, Sweet springs of joy shall fill; With strength renewed they journey safe To Zion’s holy hill.

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• [Mzm 84:1] How Lovely Are Thy Dwellings Fair

  How lovely are Thy dwellings fair, O Lord of hosts; how dear The pleasant tabernacles are Where Thou dost dwell so near! Happy, who in Thy house reside, Where Thee they ever praise! Happy, whose strength in Thee doth bide, And in their hearts Thy ways! They journey on from strength to strength With joy and gladsome cheer, Till all before our God at length In Zion doth appear. Lord God of hosts that reign’st on high, That man is truly blest Who only on Thee doth rely, And in Thee only rest.

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• [Mzm 84:1] How Lovely Is Thy Dwelling Place

  How lovely is Thy dwelling place, O Lord of hosts to me! The tabernacles of Thy grace How pleasant, Lord, they be! My thirsty soul longs ardently, Yes, faints Thy courts to see; My very heart and flesh cry out, O living God, for Thee. Behold the sparrow findeth out A house wherein to rest; The swallow also, for herself, Provided hath a nest. Ee’n Thine own altars, where she safe Her young ones forth may bring, O Thou, almighty Lord of hosts, Who art my God and King. Blest are they in Thy house that dwell, They ever give Thee praise, Blest is the man whose strength Thou art, In whose heart are Thy ways.

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• [Mzm 84:1] Lord Of The Worlds Above

  Lord of the worlds above, how pleasant and how fair The dwellings of Thy love, Thine earthly temples are! To Thine abode, my heart aspires with warm desires To see my God. The sparrow for her young with pleasure seeks a nest, And wand’ring swallows long to find their wonted rest: My spirit faints With equal zeal to rise and dwell Among thy saints. O happy souls that pray where God appoints to hear! O happy men that pay their constant service there! They praise Thee still; and happy they that love the way To Zion’s hill. They go from strength to strength, through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, till each in heaven appears; O glorious seat, when God, our King, shall thither bring Our willing feet! To spend one sacred day where God and saints abide, Affords diviner joy than thousand days beside: Where God resorts, I love it more to keep the door Than shine in courts. God is our Sun and Shield, our Light and our Defense; With gifts His hands are filled; we draw our blessings thence. He shall bestow on Jacob’s race peculiar grace And glory too. The Lord his people loves; His hand no good withholds From those his heart approves, From pure and pious souls: Thrice happy he, O God of hosts, whose spirit trusts Alone in Thee.

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• [Mzm 84:1] O God Of Hosts, The Mighty Lord

  O God of hosts, the mighty Lord, How lovely is the place Where Thou, enthroned in glory, show’st, The brightness of Thy face. O Lord of hosts, my King and God, How highly blest are they Who in Thy temple always dwell, And there Thy praise display. Thrice happy they whose choice has Thee Their sure protection made; Who long to tread the sacred ways That to Thy dwelling lead. For in Thy courts one single day ’Tis better to attend, Than, Lord, in any place besides A thousand days to spend. For God, who is our Sun and Shield, Will grace and glory give; And no good thing will He withhold From them that justly live. Thou God, whom heav’nly host obey, How highly blest is he Whose hope and trust, securely placed, Is still reposed on Thee.

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• [Mzm 84:1] O Lord Of Hosts, How Lovely

  O Lord of hosts, how lovely the place where Thou dost dwell! Thy tabernacles holy in pleasantness excel. My soul is longing, fainting, Jehovah’s courts to see; My heart and flesh are crying, O living God for Thee. Behold the sparrow findeth a house in which to rest, The swallow has discovered where she may build her nest; And where, securely sheltered, her young she forth may bring; So Lord of hosts, Thine altars I seek, my God, my King. Blest who Thy house inhabit, they ever give Thee praise. Blest all whom Thou dost strengthen, who love the sacred ways. Who pass through Baca’s valley, and make in it a well; There rains in shower abundant the pools with water fill. So they from strength unwearied go forward unto strength, Till they appear in Zion, before the Lord at length. O hear, Lord God of Jacob, to me an answer yield; The face of Thine anointed, behold, O God, our Shield. One day excels a thousand, if spent Thy courts within; I’ll chose Thy threshold rather than dwell in tents of sin. Our Sun and Shield Jehovah, will grace and glory give; No good will He deny them that uprightly do live.

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• [Mzm 84:3] The King’s Business

  I am a stranger here, within a foreign land; My home is far away, upon a golden strand; Ambassador to be of realms beyond the sea, I’m here on business for my King. Refrain This is the message that I bring, A message angels fain would sing: “Oh, be ye reconciled,” Thus saith my Lord and King, “Oh, be ye reconciled to God.” This is the King’s command: that all men, everywhere, Repent and turn away from sin’s seductive snare; That all who will obey, with Him shall reign for aye, And that’s my business for my King. Refrain My home is brighter far than Sharon’s rosy plain, Eternal life and joy throughout its vast domain; My Sovereign bids me tell how mortals there may dwell, And that’s my business for my King. Refrain

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• [Mzm 84:8] Inspirer And Hearer Of Prayer

  Inspirer and hearer of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of Thine, My all to Thy covenant care, I, sleeping or waking, resign. If Thou art my Shield and my Sun, The night is no darkness to me; And, fast as my minutes roll on, They bring me but nearer to Thee. A sovereign Protector I have, Unseen, yet for ever at hand; Unchangeably faithful to save, Almighty to rule and command. His smiles and His comforts abound, His grace, as the dew, shall descend; And walls of salvation surround The soul He delights to defend.

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• [Mzm 84:8] Lord God Of Hosts, In Mercy

  Lord God of hosts, in mercy My supplication hear; Almighty and all faithful, Our fathers’ God, give ear. Our Shield and great Defender, No longer hide Thy face, But look upon Thy servant, Anointed by Thy grace. In Thy blest courts to worship, My God, a single day Is better than a thousand While far from Thee I stray. Though in a lowly station, The service of my Lord I choose above all pleasures That sinful ways afford. A sun and shield forever Is God, the Lord Most High, To those who walk uprightly No good will He deny. His saints, His grace receiving, Shall soon His glory see; O Lord of hosts, most blessèd Are they that trust in Thee.

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• [Mzm 84:8] O Lord Of Hosts, To Thee I Cry

  O Lord of hosts, to Thee I cry, Our fathers’ God, to Thee; Let my petition reach Thine ear, My prayer accepted be. O God our Shield, look Thou on us, Reveal Thyself in grace, And let Thine own anointed one Behold Thee face to face. A single day within Thy courts, Where I Thy beauty see, Is better than a thousand days, My God, apart from Thee. A lowly station in Thy house Were dearer to my heart Than in the tents of wickedness To claim the chiefest part. A Sun and Shield is God, the Lord, To lighten and defend; The Lord to such as look to Him Will grace and glory send. To those that walk in righteousness No good will He deny. O Lord of hosts, how blest are they Who on Thy grace rely!

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• [Mzm 84:10] How Lovely Are Thy Tents, O Lord

  How lovely are Thy tents, O Lord! Where’er Thou choosest to record Thy Name, or place Thy house of prayer; My soul outflies the angel choir, And faints, o’erpowered with strong desire, To meet Thy special presence there. My heart and flesh cry out for God; There would I fix my soul’s abode, As birds that in the altars nest; There would I all my young ones bring, An offering to my God and King, And in Thy courts for ever rest. Happy the men to whom ’tis given, To dwell within that gate of Heaven, And in Thy house record Thy praise; Whose strength and confidence Thou art, Who feel Thee, Savior, in their heart, The Way, the Truth, the Life of grace: Who, passing through the mournful vale, Drink comfort from the living well, That flows replenished from above; From strength to strength advancing here, Till all before their God appear, And each receives the crown of love. Better a day Thy courts within Than thousands in the tents of sin; How base the noblest pleasure there! How great the weakest child of Thine! His meanest task is all divine, And kings and priests Thy servants are. The Lord protects and cheers His own, Their light and strength, their shield and sun; He shall both grace and glory give; Unlimited His bounteous grant; No real good they e’er shall want; All, all is theirs, who righteous live. O Lord of hosts, how blest is he Who steadfastly believes in Thee! He all Thy promises shall gain; The soul that on Thy love is cast Thy perfect love on earth shall taste, And soon with Thee in glory reign.

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• [Mzm 84:10] How Lovely, How Divinely Sweet

  How lovely, how divinely sweet, Oh Lord! Thy sacred courts appear; Fain would my longing passions meet The glories of Thy presence there. O bless’d the men, bless’d their employ, Whom Thy indulgent favors raise To dwell in those abodes of joy, And sing Thy never ceasing praise. Happy the men whom strength divine With ardent love and zeal inspires; Whose steps to Thy blest way incline With willing hearts and warm desires. One day within Thy sacred gate, Affords more real joy to me Than thousands in the tents of state; The meanest place is bliss with Thee.

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• [Mzm 84:10] My Soul, How Lovely Is The Place

  My soul, how lovely is the place To which thy God resorts! ’Tis heav’n to see His smiling face, Though in His earthly courts. There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays, And light breaks in upon our eyes With kind and quick’ning rays. With His rich gifts the heav’nly Dove Descends and fills the place, While Christ reveals His wondrous love, And sheds abroad His grace. There, mighty God, Thy words declare The secrets of Thy will; And still we seek Thy mercy there, And sing Thy praises still. My heart and flesh cry out for Thee, While far from Thine abode; When shall I tread Thy courts, and see My Savior and my God? The sparrow builds herself a nest, And suffers no remove; O make me, like the sparrows, blest, To dwell but where I love. To sit one day beneath Thine eye, And hear Thy gracious voice, Exceeds a whole eternity Employed in carnal joys. Lord, at Thy threshold I would wait While Jesus is within, Rather than fill a throne of state, Or live in tents of sin. Could I command the spacious land, And the more boundless sea, For one blest hour at Thy right hand I’d give them both away.

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• [Mzm 84:10] Pleasant Are Thy Courts Above

  Pleasant are Thy courts above, In the land of light and love; Pleasant are Thy courts below In this land of sin and woe; O, my spirit longs and faints For the converse of Thy saints, For the brightness of Thy face, For Thy fullness, God of grace. Happy birds that sing and fly Round Thy altars, O most High; Happier souls that find a rest In a heavenly Father’s breast; Like the wandering dove that found No repose on earth around, They can to their ark repair, And enjoy it ever there. Happy souls, their praises flow Even in this vale of woe; Waters in the desert rise, Manna feeds them from the skies; On they go from strength to strength, Till they reach Thy throne at length, At Thy feet adoring fall, Who hast led them safe through all. Lord, be mine this prize to win, Guide me through a world of sin, Keep me by Thy saving grace, Give me at Thy side a place; Sun and shield alike Thou art, Guide and guard my erring heart. Grace and glory flow from Thee; Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me.

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• [Mzm 84:11] Eternal Sun Of Righteousness

  Eternal Sun of righteousness, Display Thy beams divine, And cause the glory of Thy face Upon my heart to shine. Light, in Thy light, oh, may I see, Thy grace and mercy prove, Revived, and cheered, and blest by Thee, The God of pardoning love. Lift up Thy countenance serene, And let Thy happy child Behold, without a cloud between, The Father reconciled. On me Thy promised grace bestow, The peace by Jesus giv’n; The joys of holiness below, And then the joys of Heav’n.

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• [Mzm 84:11] Jesus, Sun And Shield Art Thou

  Jesus, Sun and Shield art Thou; Sun and Shield forever: Never canst Thou cease to shine, Cease to guard us never. Cheer our steps as on we go, Come between us and the foe. Jesus, Bread and Wine art Thou, Wine and Bread forever: Never canst Thou cease to feed, Or refresh us never. Feed we still on Bread divine, Drink we still this heavenly Wine. Jesus, Love and Life art Thou, Life and Love for ever: Ne’er to quicken shalt Thou cease, Or to love us never. All of life and love we need Is in Thee, in Thee indeed. Jesus, Peace and Joy art Thou, Joy and Peace for ever: Joy that fades not, changes not, Peace that leaves us never. Joy and peace we have in Thee, Now and through eternity. Jesus, Song and Strength art Thou, Strength and Song for ever: Strength that never can decay, Song that ceaseth never. Still to us this strength and song Through eternal days prolong.

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• [Mzm 84:11] Sun Of My Soul

  Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear, It is not night if Thou be near; O may no earthborn cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Savior’s breast. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. If some poor wandering child of Thine Has spurned today the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; Let him no more lie down in sin. Watch by the sick, enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless store; Be every mourner’s sleep tonight, Like infants’ slumbers, pure and right. Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take, Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in Heaven above.

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• [Mzm 84:11] Trust And Obey

  When we walk with the Lord in the light of His Word, What a glory He sheds on our way! While we do His good will, He abides with us still, And with all who will trust and obey. Refrain Trust and obey, for there’s no other way To be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey. Not a shadow can rise, not a cloud in the skies, But His smile quickly drives it away; Not a doubt or a fear, not a sigh or a tear, Can abide while we trust and obey. Refrain Not a burden we bear, not a sorrow we share, But our toil He doth richly repay; Not a grief or a loss, not a frown or a cross, But is blessed if we trust and obey. Refrain But we never can prove the delights of His love Until all on the altar we lay; For the favor He shows, for the joy He bestows, Are for them who will trust and obey. Refrain Then in fellowship sweet we will sit at His feet. Or we’ll walk by His side in the way. What He says we will do, where He sends we will go; Never fear, only trust and obey. Refrain

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• [Mzm 85:1] Lord, Thou Hast Greatly Blessed Our Land

  Lord, Thou hast greatly blessed our land, Thou hast brought back our captive band, Thy pardoning grace has made us free And covered our iniquity. O Thou, who in a former day Didst turn Thy dreadful wrath away, In grace Thy people, Lord, return, And let Thy wrath no longer burn. O will Thine anger never cease, Forever shall Thy wrath increase? Receive and quicken us once more, And Thy salvation’s joy restore. To us Thy mercy now afford And show us Thy salvation, Lord; Yea, Thou wilt answer us in peace, If from our folly we will cease. The Lord’s salvation will appear To men of faith and godly fear, And glory in our land shall dwell When we shall heed God’s precepts well. Now truth agrees with mercy mild, Now law and peace are reconciled; Behold the truth from earth arise, With justice shining from the skies. The Lord will send His blessing down, And harvests all our land shall crown; Before Him righteousness abides, And in His footsteps our feet He guides.

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• [Mzm 85:6] Change Your Church, O God, To Be

  Change your church, O God to be More the church you long to see, More the people you have claimed, More the children you have named! Change your Church! Renew us, Lord, Till we all reflect your Word! Make of us a shining light Ever pleasing in your sight! God, revive us by your love; Send your Spirit to reprove! Take away sin’s awful blight, Help us all to do the right! Cultivate us, God, so we, Grafted to your vine, may be, Thriving best, within your care, Blossoming, your love to share. God, review our urgent schemes! Guide our vision, mold our dreams! As we, toward your future move, All our being, God, improve! May we, by Christ’s love, be warmed! Bless your church, by faith reformed; Hastened by your Spirit’s pace: God renew us by your grace.

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• [Mzm 85:6] For A Worldwide Revival

  For a worldwide revival, Blessèd Master, we pray. Let the pow’r of the Highest Be upon us today; For this world, dearly purchased By the blood of God’s Son, Back from Satan’s dominion And from sin must be won. Refrain Send the power, O Lord, Send the power, O Lord. Send the Holy Ghost power; Let it now be outpoured. Send it surging and sweeping Like the waves of the sea. Send a worldwide revival, And begin it in me. Send the “showers of blessing,” As declared in Thy Word, Let the “Spirit of promise” On all flesh be outpoured; Send the “latter rain” on us, Till the land overflows, Till the desert, rejoicing, Blossoms forth as the rose. Refrain There’s a “sound of a going In the mulberry trees,” News of nations awaking Borne upon ev’ry breeze; For the prayers of His children, God in mercy doth own. The revival’s beginning, And the power’s coming down. Refrain

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• [Mzm 85:6] God, Renew Us By Your Spirit!

  God, renew us by your Spirit! Come in gladness, hearts console! Grant us joy so we may share it! Oh, restore us; make us whole! God, revitalize our mission! Bless your church from pole to pole! May we overcome division! Oh, restore us; make us whole! God, revive each congregation! Be our center and our goal! Help us join in adoration! Oh, restore us; make us whole! God, refresh your whole creation! Timeless is salvation’s role! Grant us boundless celebration! Oh, restore us; make us whole!

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• [Mzm 85:6] O For That Flame Of Living Fire

  O for that flame of living fire, Which shone so bright in saints of old! Which bade their souls to Heav’n aspire, Calm in distress, in danger bold. Where is that Spirit, Lord, which dwelt In Abraham’s breast, and sealed him Thine? Which made Paul’s heart with sorrow melt, And glow with energy divine? That Spirit which, from age to age, Proclaimed Thy love, and taught Thy ways? Brightened Isaiah’s vivid page, And breathed into David’s hallowed lays? Is not Thy grace as mighty now As when Elijah felt its power; When glory beamed from Moses’ brow, Or Job endured the trying hour? Remember, Lord, the ancient days; Renew Thy work; thy grace restore; Warm our cold hearts to prayer and praise, And teach us how to love Thee more.

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• [Mzm 85:6] Send A Wave Of Salvation Today

  We are waiting and watching, dear Savior, For an old time revival we pray; Thou Who hast all the floods in Thy keeping, Send a wave of salvation today. Refrain Send a wave of salvation, dear Savior, Over city and country, we pray; To redeem and restore poor lost sinners; Send a wave of salvation today. We are praying for sinners, dear Savior, And for sheep who have wandered astray; Nothing, Lord, but Thy pow’r can reclaim them, Send a wave of salvation today. Refrain Many sad hearts are weeping in sorrow, For the years have been squandered away; But their tears without Christ will not save them, Send a wave of salvation today. Refrain In that home of the soul we have loved ones, We’ve been lonely since they went away; O that all may prepare to rejoin them; Send a wave of salvation today. Refrain

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• [Mzm 85:6] Revive The Hearts Of All

  God is here, and that to bless us With the Spirit’s quick’ning power; See, the cloud already bending, Waits to drop the grateful shower. Refrain Let it come, O Lord, we pray Thee, Let the shower of blessing fall; We are waiting, we are waiting, Oh, revive the hearts of all. God is here! we feel His presence In this consecrated place; But we need the soul refreshing Of His free, unbounded grace. Refrain God is here! oh, then, believing, Bring to Him our one desire, That His love may now be kindled, Till its flame each heart inspire. Refrain Savior, grant the prayer we offer, While in simple faith we bow, From the windows of Thy mercy Pour us out a blessing now. Refrain

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• [Mzm 85:6] Revive Us Again

  We praise Thee, O God! For the Son of Thy love, For Jesus Who died, And is now gone above. Refrain Hallelujah! Thine the glory. Hallelujah! Amen. Hallelujah! Thine the glory. Revive us again. We praise Thee, O God! For Thy Spirit of light, Who hath shown us our Savior, And scattered our night. Refrain All glory and praise To the Lamb that was slain, Who hath borne all our sins, And hath cleansed every stain. Refrain All glory and praise To the God of all grace, Who hast brought us, and sought us, And guided our ways. Refrain Revive us again; Fill each heart with Thy love; May each soul be rekindled With fire from above. Refrain

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• [Mzm 85:7] Jesu, Show Us Thy Salvation

  Jesu, show us Thy salvation, In Thy strength we strive with Thee, By Thy mystic incarnation, By Thy pure nativity; Save us Thou, our New-Creator, Into all our souls impart, Thy divine, unsinning nature, Form Thyself within our heart. By Thy first blood-shedding heal us; Cut us off from every sin, By Thy circumcision seal us, Write Thy law of love within; By Thy Spirit circumcise us, Kindle in our hearts a flame; By Thy baptism baptize us Into Thy all glorious Name. By Thy fasting and temptation Mortify our vain desires, Take away what sense, or passion, Appetite, or flesh requires: Arm us with Thy self denial, Every tempted soul defend, Save us in the fiery trial, Make us faithful to the end. By Thy sorer sufferings save us, Save us when conformed to Thee, By Thy miseries receive us, By Thy painful agony; When beneath Thy frown we languish, When we feel Thine anger’s weight, Save us by Thine unknown anguish, Save us by Thy bloody sweat. By that highest point of passion, By Thy sufferings on the tree, Save us from the indignation Due to all mankind, and me; Hanging, bleeding, panting, dying, Gasping out Thy latest breath, By Thy precious death’s applying Save us from eternal death. From the world of care release us, By Thy decent burial save, Crucified with Thee, O Jesus, Hide us in Thy quiet grave: By Thy power divinely glorious, By Thy resurrection’s power Raise us up, o’er sin victorious, Raise us up to fall no more. By the pomp of Thine ascending, Live we here to Heaven restored, Live in pleasures never ending, Share the portion of our Lord: Let us have our conversation With the blessed spirits above, Saved with all Thy great salvation, Perfectly renewed in love. Glorious Head, triumphant Savior, High enthroned above all height, We have now through Thee found favor, Righteous in Thy Father’s sight: Hears He not Thy prayer unceasing? Can He turn away Thy face: Send us down the purchased blessing, Fulness of the Gospel-Grace. By the coming of Thy Spirit, As a mighty rushing wind, Save us into all Thy merit, Into all Thy sinless mind; Let the perfect gift be given, Let Thy will in us be seen, Done on earth as ’tis in Heaven, Lord, Thy spirit cries Amen!

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• [Mzm 85:9] From Ocean Unto Ocean

  From ocean unto ocean, our land shall own Thee Lord, And, filled with true devotion, obey Thy sovereign Word: Our prairies and our mountains, the woods and fertile field, Our rivers, lakes and fountains, to Thee shall tribute yield. O Christ, for Thine own glory, and for our country’s weal, We humbly plead before Thee, Thyself in us reveal; And may we know, Lord Jesus, the touch of Thy dear hand; And, healed of our diseases, the tempter’s power withstand. Where error smites with blindness, enslaves and leads astray, Do Thou in lovingkindness proclaim Thy Gospel day, Till all the tribes and races that dwell in this fair land, Adorned with Christian graces, within Thy courts shall stand. Our Savior King, defend us, and guide where we should go; Forth with Thy message send us, Thy love and light to show, Till, fired with true devotion, enkindled by Thy word, From ocean unto ocean our land shall own Thee Lord.

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• [Mzm 85:9] Salvation Is Forever Nigh

  Salvation is for ever nigh The souls that fear and trust the Lord And grace descending from on high Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. Mercy and truth on earth are met Since Christ the Lord came down from Heav’n; By His obedience so complete, Justice is pleased, and peace is giv’n. Now truth and honor shall abound, Religion dwell on earth again, And heav’nly influence bless the ground In our Redeemer’s gentle reign. His righteousness is gone before To give us free access to God; Our wand’ring feet shall stray no more, But mark His steps and keep the road.

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Mazmur 87:1--88:18

• [Mzm 87:1] Zion, Founded On The Mountains

  Zion, founded on the mountains, God, thy Maker, loves thee well; He has chosen thee, most precious, He delights in thee to dwell; God’s own city, God’s own city, God’s own city, who can all thy glory tell? Heathen lands and hostile peoples Soon shall come the Lord to know; Nations born again in Zion Shall the Lord’s salvation show; God Almighty, God Almighty, God Almighty, shall on Zion strength bestow. When the Lord shall count the nations, Sons and daughters He shall see, Born to endless life in Zion, And their joyful song shall be: “Blessèd Zion, blessèd Zion, Blessèd Zion, all our fountains are in thee.”

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• [Mzm 87:2] Zion, On The Holy Hills

  Zion, on the holy hills, God, thy Maker, loves thee well; All thy courts His presence fills, He delights in thee to dwell. Wondrous shall Thy glory be, City blest of God, the Lord; Nations shall be born in thee, Unto life from death restored. When the Lord the names shall write Of thy sons, a countless throng, God Most High will thee requite, He Himself will make thee strong. Then in song and joyful mirth Shall thy ransomed sons agree, Singing forth throughout the earth, “All my fountains are in thee.”

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• [Mzm 87:3] Glorious Things Of Thee Are Spoken

  Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God! He, whose Word cannot be broken, Formed thee for His own abode. On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation’s walls surrounded, Thou may’st smile at all thy foes. See! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love; Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove: Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t’assuage? Grace, which like the Lord, the Giver, Never fails from age to age. Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear! For a glory and a cov’ring Showing that the Lord is near. Thus deriving from our banner Light by night and shade by day; Safe they feed upon the manna Which He gives them when they pray. Blest inhabitants of Zion, Washed in the Redeemer’s blood! Jesus, whom their souls rely on, Makes them kings and priests to God. ’Tis His love His people raises, Over self to reign as kings, And as priests, His solemn praises Each for a thank offering brings. Savior, if of Zion’s city, I through grace a member am, Let the world deride or pity, I will glory in Thy Name. Fading is the worldling’s pleasure, All his boasted pomp and show; Solid joys and lasting treasure None but Zion’s children know.

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• [Mzm 88:1] Lord, The God Of My Salvation

  Lord, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry to Thee; Let my prayer now find acceptance, in Thy mercy answer me. Full of troubles and affliction, nigh to death my soul is brought, Helpless, like one cast forever from Thy care and from Thy thought. Thou hast brought me down to darkness, ’neath Thy wrath I am oppressed; All the billows of affliction overwhelm my soul distressed. Thou hast made my friends despise me, and companionless I go, Bound, and helpless in my bondage, pining in my bitter woe. Unto Thee, with hands uplifted, daily I direct my cry; Hear, O Lord, my supplication, hear and save me ere I die. Wilt Thou wait to show Thy wonders and Thy mercy to the dead? Let me live to tell Thy praises, by Thy lovingkindness led. Still, O Lord, renewed each morning unto Thee my prayer shall be; Cast me not away forever, let me now Thy favor see. All my life is spent in sorrow, grief and terror always nigh, Waves of wrath have surged about me; show Thy mercy ere I die. Friend and lover are departed, dark and lonely is my way; Lord, be Thou my Friend and Helper, still to Thee, O Lord, I pray. Lord, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry to Thee; Let my prayer now find acceptance; in Thy mercy answer me.

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• [Mzm 88:9] Father, I Stretch My Hands To Thee

  Father, I stretch my hands to Thee, No other help I know; If Thou withdraw Thyself from me, Ah! whither shall I go? What did Thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath! What pain, what labor, to secure My soul from endless death! O Jesus, could I this believe, I now should feel Thy power; Now my poor soul Thou wouldst retrieve, Nor let me wait one hour. Surely Thou canst not let me die; O speak, and I shall live; And here I will unwearied lie, Till Thou Thy Spirit give. Author of faith! to Thee I lift My weary, longing eyes: O let me now receive that gift! My soul without it dies. The worst of sinners would rejoice, Could they but see Thy face: O, let me hear Thy quickening voice, And taste Thy pardoning grace.

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• [Mzm 88:10] Shall Man, O God Of Light And Life

  Shall man, O God of light and life, Forever molder in the grave? Canst Thou forget Thy glorious work, Thy promise, and Thy power to save? But in those silent realms of night, Shall peace and hope no more arise? No future morning light the tomb, Nor daystar gild the darksome skies? Cease, cease, ye vain, desponding fears: When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led, And Heaven with praise and wonder rang. Faith sees the bright, eternal doors Unfold, to make His children way; They shall be clothed with endless life, And shine in everlasting day.

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