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Mazmur 4:1

• [Mzm 4:1] My Prayer

  O Father, hear me as I pray to Thee, I know that I am far from purity; But Jesus died that sinful men might live, So in His Name I ask Thee to forgive. Refrain Father, Father, Humbly now I come to Thee; Father, Father, Hear, oh hear my humble plea. I pray that Thou wilt pardon ev’ry sin; O Lord, forgive and make me pure within. Plant a desire for service in my heart And give me strength to always do my part. Refrain Tonight, O Father, as the shadows creep And I so gently close my eyes in sleep, I pray that Thou wilt guard me through the night And keep me safe till comes the morning light. Refrain When morning comes, oh, let me rise to work, Forbid that duty I should ever shirk; And when at last my race on earth is run, Grant, Lord, that I may hear Thee say, “Well done.” Refrain

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• [Mzm 4:1] My Righteous God, Who Oft Of Old

  My righteous God, who oft of old Hast saved from troubles manifold, Give answer when I call to Thee, Be gracious now and hear my plea. How long, O men, will ye defame How long My glory turn to shame, How long will ye vain follies prize, How long pursue deceit and lies? But know, the Lord has set apart The man of godly life and heart To be His favored one for aye; Jehovah hears me when I pray. In reverence wait, from sin depart, In meditation calm your heart; Hold fast the right, be true and just, And in Jehovah put your trust. O who will show us any good, Exclaims the faithless multitude; But lift on us, O Lord, we pray, The brightness of Thy face this day. More joy from Thee has filled my heart Than great abundance could impart; I lay me down to peaceful sleep, For Thou, O Lord, dost safely keep.

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• [Mzm 4:1] O God Of Grace And Righteousness

  O God of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend when I complain; Thou hast enlarged me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again. Ye sons of men, in vain ye try To turn my glory into shame; How long will scoffers love to lie, And dare reproach my Savior’s Name? Know that the Lord divides His saints From all the tribes of men beside; He hears the cry of penitents, For the dear sake of Christ that died. When our obedient hands have done A thousand works of righteousness We put our trust in God alone, And glory in His pard’ning grace. Let the unthinking many say, “Who will bestow some earthly good?” But Lord, Thy light and love we pray; Our souls desire this heav’nly food. Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice, At grace and favors so divine; Nor will I change my happy choice For all their corn, and all their wine.

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• [Mzm 4:1] When Our Heads Are Bowed With Woe

  When our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o’erflow, When we mourn the lost, the dear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, Thou hast shed the human tear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! When the solemn death bell tolls, For our own departing souls, When our final doom is near, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! Thou hast bowed the dying head, With the thought of all its sin, When the spirit shrinks with fear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! When the heart is sad within With the thought of all its sin, When the spirit shrinks with fear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear. Thou the shame, the grief, hast known, Though the sins were not Thine own; Thou hast deigned their load to bear; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear!

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Mazmur 51:1

• [Mzm 51:1] God, Be Mer­ci­ful To Me

  God, be merciful to me, On Thy grace I rest my plea; Plenteous in compassion Thou, Blot out my transgressions now; Wash me, make me pure within, Cleanse, O cleanse me from my sin. My transgressions I confess, Grief and guilt my soul oppress; I have sinned against Thy grace And provoked Thee to Thy face; I confess Thy judgment just, Speechless, I Thy mercy trust. I am evil, born in sin; Thou desirest truth within. Thou alone my Savior art, Teach Thy wisdom to my heart; Make me pure, Thy grace bestow, Wash me whiter than the snow. Broken, humbled to the dust By Thy wrath and judgment just, Let my contrite heart rejoice And in gladness hear Thy voice; From my sins O hide Thy face, Blot them out in boundless grace. Gracious God, my heart renew, Make my spirit right and true; Cast me not away from Thee, Let Thy Spirit dwell in me; Thy salvation’s joy impart, Steadfast make my willing heart. Sinners then shall learn from me And return, O God, to Thee; Savior, all my guilt remove, And my tongue shall sing Thy love; Touch my silent lips, O Lord, And my mouth shall praise accord.

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• [Mzm 51:1] Show Pi­ty, Lord, O Lord, For­give

  Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live: Are not Thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in Thee? My crimes are great, but not surpass The power and glory of Thy grace: Great God, Thy nature hath no bound, So let Thy pardoning love be found. O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain my eyes. My lips with shame my sins confess Against Thy law, against Thy grace: Lord, should Thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but Thou art clear. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce Thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round Thy Word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.

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Mazmur 86:5

• [Mzm 86:5] How Oft, Alas!

  How oft, alas! this wretched heart Has wandered from the Lord, How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of His Word. Yet sovereign mercy calls, “Return”; Dear Lord, and may I come? My vile ingratitude I mourn; O take the wanderer home. And canst Thou, wilt Thou yet forgive, And bid my crimes remove? And shall a pardoned rebel live To speak Thy wondrous love? Almighty grace, thy healing power How glorious, how divine! That can to bliss and life restore So vile a heart as mine. Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Savior, I adore; O keep me at Thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more.

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• [Mzm 86:5] Wilt Thou Forgive?

  Wilt Thou forgive that sin, by man begun, Which was my sin though it were done before? Wilt Thou forgive that sin, through which I run, And do run still, though still I do deplore? When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done, For I have more. Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I have won Others to sin, and made my sin their door? Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I did shun A year or two, but wallowed in a score? When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done, For I have more. I have a sin of fear, that when I’ve spun My last thread, I shall perish on the shore; But swear by Thyself, that at my death Thy Son Shall shine, as He shines now and heretofore: And, having done that, Thou hast done: I fear no more.

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Mazmur 103:8

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

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

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Mazmur 103:13

• [Mzm 103:13] Like As A Father

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

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

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

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