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Mazmur 37:1-40

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Mazmur 37:1-40

• [Mzm 37:1] Fret Not Thyself

  Fret not thyself, nor envious be, When wicked workers thou shalt see, Who prosper in their way; For like the grass they perish soon, And, like the herb cut down at noon, They wither in a day. Trust in the Lord and still do well, Within the land securely dwell, Feed on His faithfulness; Delight thee also in the Lord, And to thy heart He will accord The good it would possess. Yea, to the Lord thy way is known; Confide in Him Who on the throne Abides in power divine; Thy righteousness He shall display; Resplendent as the light of day, It shall unclouded shine. Rest in the Lord and be thou still, With patience wait His holy will, Enduring to the end. Fret not though sinners’ gains increase; Forsake thy wrath, from anger cease; It will to evil tend. The evil-doer soon shall die, But those that on the Lord rely Shall all the land obtain. A little while and thou shalt see That wicked man cut off shall be, They shall be sought in vain. Yea, thou shalt soon consider well The place where they were wont to dwell, And it shall not be found; But saints shall all the land possess, And find delight and happiness Where fruits of peace abound. The vile may plot against the just Who in the Lord Jehovah trust, But God will scorn them all; The Lord their coming day shall see, When broken all their power shall be, And ruin on them fall.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:1] Why Should I Vex My Soul?

  Why should I vex my soul, and fret To see the wicked rise? Or envy sinners waxing great By violence and lies? As flowery grass, cut down at noon, Before the evening fades, So shall their glories vanish soon In everlasting shades. Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practice all that’s good; So shall I dwell among the just, And He’ll provide me food. I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait His will; Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfill. Mine innocence shalt Thou display, And make Thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of Heav’n; True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv’n. Rest in the Lord, and keep His way, Nor let your anger rise, Though Providence should long delay To punish haughty vice. Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam; The Lord derides them, for He sees Their day of vengeance come. They have drawn out the threatening sword, Have bent the murderous bow, To slay the men that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts, Shall their own swords against them turn, And pain surprise their hearts.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:3] Put Thou Thy Trust In God

  Put thou thy trust in God, In duty’s path go on; Walk in His strength with faith and hope, So shall thy work be done. Commit thy ways to Him, Thy works into His hands, And rest on His unchanging Word, Who Heav’n and earth commands. Though years on years roll on, His cov’nant shall endure; Though clouds and darkness hide His path, The promised grace is sure. Give to the winds Thy fears; Hope, and be undismayed; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears; God shall lift up thy head. Through waves, and clouds, and storms, His power will clear thy way; Wait thou His time, the darkest night Shall end in brightest day. Leave to His sovereign sway To choose and to command; So shalt thou, wond’ring, own His way, How wise, how strong His hand.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:4] O Lord, I Will Delight In Thee

  O Lord, I will delight in Thee And on Thy care depend, To Thee in every trouble flee, My best, my only Friend. When all created streams are dried, Thy fullness is the same; May I with this be satisfied And glory in Thy Name. No good in creatures can be found But may be found in Thee; I must have all things and abound While God is God to me. O Lord, I cast my care on Thee, I triumph and adore; Henceforth my great concern shall be To love and please Thee more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:5] Commit Thou All Thy Griefs

  Commit thou all thy griefs And ways into His hands, To His sure truth and tender care, Who heaven and earth commands. Who points the clouds their course, Whom winds and seas obey, He shall direct thy wandering feet, He shall prepare thy way. Thou on the Lord rely, So safe shalt thou go on; Fix on His work thy steadfast eye So shall thy work be done. No profit canst thou gain By self consuming care; To Him commend thy cause, His ear Attends the softest prayer. Thy everlasting truth, Father, Thy ceaseless love, Sees all Thy children’s wants, and knows What best for each will prove. Thou everywhere hast sway, And all things serve Thy might; Thy every act pure blessing is, Thy path unsullied light. When Thou arisest, Lord, What shall Thy work withstand? Whate’er Thy children want, Thou giv’st; And who shall stay Thy hand?

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:5] Commit Whatever Grieves Thee

  Commit whatever grieves thee Into the gracious hands Of Him Who never leaves thee, Who Heav’n and earth commands. Who points the clouds their courses, Whom winds and waves obey, He will direct thy footsteps And find for thee a way. On Him place Thy reliance If thou wouldst be secure; His work thou must consider If thine is to endure. By anxious sighs and grieving And self tormenting care God is not moved to giving; All must be gained by prayer. Thy truth and grace, O Father, Most surely surely see and know Both what is good and evil For mortal man below. According to Thy counsel Thou wilt Thy work pursue; And what Thy wisdom chooseth Thy might will always do. Thy hand is never shortened, All things must serve Thy might; Thine every act is blessing, Thy path is purest light. Thy work no man can hinder, Thy purpose none can stay, Since Thou to bless Thy children Wilt always find a way. Though all the powers of evil The will of God oppose, His purpose will not falter, His pleasure onward goes. Whate’er God’s will resolveth, Whatever He intends, Will always be accomplished True to His aims and ends. Then hope, my feeble spirit, And be thou undismayed; God helps in every trial And makes thee unafraid. Await His time with patience, Then shall thine eyes behold The sun of joy and gladness His brightest beams unfold. Arise, my soul, and banish Thy anguish and thy care. Away with thoughts that sadden And heart and mind ensnare! Thou art not lord and master Of thine own destiny; Enthroned in highest Heaven, God rules in equity. Leave all to His direction; In wisdom He doth reign, And in a way most wondrous His course He will maintain. Soon He, His promise keeping, With wonder-working skill Shall put away the sorrows That now thy spirit fill. A while His consolation He may to thee deny, And seem as though in trial He far from thee would fly; A while distress and anguish May compass thee around, Nor to thy supplication An answering voice be found. But if thou perseverest, Thou shalt deliverance find. Behold, all unexpected He will thy soul unbind And from the heavy burden Thy heart will soon set free; And thou wilt see the blessing He had in mind for thee. O faithful child of Heaven, How blessèd shalt thou be! With songs of glad thanksgiving A crown awaiteth thee. Into thy hand thy Maker Will give the victor’s palm, And thou to thy Deliverer Shalt sing a joyous psalm Give, Lord, this consummation To all our heart’s distress; Our hands, our feet, e’er strengthen, In death our spirits bless. Thy truth and thy protection Grant evermore, we pray, And in celestial glory Shall end our destined way.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:7] Wait, And Murmur Not

  O troubled heart, there is a home Beyond the reach of toil and care; A home where changes never come: Who would not fain be resting there? Refrain O wait, meekly wait, and murmur not, O wait, meekly wait, and murmur not O wait, O wait, O wait, and murmur not. Yet when bowed down beneath the load By Heav’n allowed, thine earthly lot; Look up! thou’lt reach that blest abode; Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not. Refrain Toil on, nor deem, tho’ sore it be, One sigh unheard, one prayer forgot; The day of rest will dawn for thee; Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:9] Jehovah Is Our Strength

  Jehovah is our Strength, And He shall be our Song We shall o’ercome at length Although our foes be strong. In vain does Satan then oppose, For God is stronger than His foes. The Lord our Refuge is And ever will remain; Since He has made us His He will our cause maintain. In vain our enemies oppose, For God is stronger than His foes. The Lord our Shepherd is; He knows our every need, And since we now are His, His care our souls will feed. In vain do sin and death oppose, For God is stronger than His foes. Our God our Father is; Our names are on His heart; We ever will be His, He ne’er from us will part. In vain the mightiest powers oppose, For God is stronger than His foes.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:16] Little That The Righteous Hold, A

  A little that the righteous hold Is better than the wealth untold Of many wicked men; Destroyed shall be their arm of pride, But they who in the Lord confide Shall be upholden then. He knows the days the perfect live To them a heritage will give Which ever shall abide; In evil times no shame they know, And in the days of famine’s woe They shall be satisfied. Although the wicked prospered seem, At last they vanish like a dream And perish in a day; Jehovah’s foes shall soon appear Like fields once fair, now brown and sere; Like smoke they fade away. They borrow oft and not pay back; But righteous men do nothing lack, And give with gracious hand; Those cursed by Him shall be destroyed, But such as have His grace enjoyed, They shall possess the land.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:21] Good Man’s Steps Are Led Aright, The

  The good man’s steps are led aright, His way is pleasing in God’s sight, Established it shall stand; He shall not perish though he fall, The mighty Lord, who rules o’er all, Upholds him with His hand. Though I am old who young have been, No saint have I forsaken seen, Nor yet his home in need; He ever leads in gracious ways, His life true charity displays, His sons are blest indeed. Depart from evil, do thou well, And evermore securely dwell; Jehovah loves the right. His faithfulness His saints have proved, Forever they shall stand unmoved, But sinners God will smite. The righteous, through His fav’ring hand, Shall yet inherit all the land And dwell therein for aye; He talks of wisdom and of right, In God’s pure law is his delight, His steps go not astray. The wicked, watching for their prey, Desire the righteous man to slay, But God is on his side; He will not leave him in their hands Nor count him guilty when he stands In judgment to be tried. Wait on the Lord and keep His way; He will exalt thee, nor delay To give the land to thee; And when the wicked are cut off, The wicked who against thee scoff, Their judgment thou shalt see. The wicked in great power are seen, Like spreading tree with foliage green That grows in native ground. I looked again, they were no more; I sought the men so proud before, But they could not be found. Mark thou the upright day by day, Behold the perfect in his way, His journey ends in peace. Destroyed at once shall rebels be; Cut off from all posterity, Their very name shall cease. Salvation is from God alone, Whom as their covert saints have known When by sore troubles tried; The Lord, who helped in troubles past, Will save them to the very last, For they in Him abide.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 37:23] Steps Of Those Whom He Approves, The

  The steps of those whom He approves Are ordered by the Lord; And though they fall, held by His hand, They yet shall be restored. I have not seen, though since my youth Full many years have fled, The saint forsaken, nor beheld His children begging bread. The children of the merciful Find blessings kept in store; Depart from evil and do good, And live forevermore. Wait on the Lord and keep His way, And then, by Him approved, Thy heritage shall still remain When sinners are removed. Mark well the perfect, upright man, As still his years increase; Behold his life, and thou shalt see His journey end in peace.

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Mazmur 14:1-7

• [Mzm 14:1] Fools In Their Heart Believe And Say

  Fools in their heart believe and say, “That all religion’s vain; There is no God that reigns on high, Or minds th’affairs of men.” From thoughts so dreadful and profane, Corrupt discourse proceeds; And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. The Lord from His celestial throne Looked down on things below, To find the man that sought His grace, Or did His justice know. By nature all are gone astray, Their practice all the same; There’s none that fears his Maker’s hand; There’s none that loves His Name. Their tongues are used to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease; How swift to mischief are their feet, Nor know the paths of peace! Such seeds of sin—that bitter root— In every heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner fruit Till grace refine the ground.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 14:1] God Who Sits Enthroned On High, The

  The God Who sits enthroned on high The foolish to their heart deny; Not one does good; corrupt in thought, Unrighteous works their hands have wrought. From heaven the Lord with searching eye Looked down the sons of men to try, To see if any understood And sought for God, the only Good. From righteousness they all depart, Corrupt are all, and vile in heart; Yea, every man has evil done; Not one does good, not even one. Has knowledge with the wicked failed, That they My people have assailed, That they delight in works of shame, And call not on Jehovah’s Name? Thy lowly servant they despise, Because he on the Lord relies; But they shall tremble yet in fear, For to the righteous God is near. O that from Zion, His abode, Salvation were on us bestowed! When God His exiles shall restore, They shall in song His grace adore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 14:1] Lord Of All Worlds

  Lord of all worlds, let thanks and praise To Thee forever fill my soul; With blessings Thou hast crowned my days, My heart, my head, my hand control. O, let no vain presumptions rise, No impious murmur in my heart, To crave the boon Thy will denies, Or shrink from ill Thy hands impart. Thy child am I, and not an hour, Revolving in the orbs above, But brings some token of Thy power, But brings some token of Thy love; And shall this bosom dare repine, In darkness dare deny the dawn, Or spurn the treasures of the mine, Because one diamond is withdrawn? The fool denies, the fool alone, Thy being, Lord, and boundless might; Denies the firmament, Thy throne, Denies the sun’s meridian light; Denies the fashion of his frame, The voice he hears, the breath he draws; O idiot atheist! to proclaim Effects unnumbered without cause! Matter and mind, mysterious one, Are man’s for threescore years and ten; Where, ere the thread of life was spun? Where, when reduced to dust again? All seeing God, the doubt suppress; The doubt Thou only canst relieve; My soul Thy Savior Son shall bless, Fly to Thy Gospel, and believe.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 14:3] Mouth Of Fools Doth God Confess, The

  The mouth of fools doth God confess, But while their lips draw nigh Him, Their heart is full of wickedness, And all their deeds deny Him. Corrupt are they, and every one Abominable works hath done; There is not one well-doer. The Lord looked from His heavenly throne On all mankind below Him To see if there were any one Who truly sought to know Him, And all his understanding bent To search His holy Word, intent To do His will in earnest. But none there was who walked with God, For all aside had slidden, Delusive paths of folly trod, And followed lusts forbidden; Not one there was who practiced good, Though many deemed, in haughty mood, Their deeds to God were pleasing. “How long, by folly blindly led, Will they oppress the needy And My own flock devour like bread?” So fierce are they and greedy! In God they put no trust at all, Nor on His Name in trouble call, But be their own providers. Therefore their heart is never still, A constant fear dismays them, God is with him who doth His will, Who trusts Him and obeys Him; Ye shame the counsel of the poor And mock him when he doth assure That God is e’er his Refuge. Who shall to Israel’s outcast race From Zion bring salvation? God will Himself at length show grace And loose the captive nation; That will He do by Christ, their King; Let Jacob then be glad and sing And Israel be joyful.

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  source: Cyberhymnal