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Mazmur 19:1

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Mazmur 9:7

• [Mzm 9:7] Come, Let Our Souls Adore The Lord

  Come, let our souls adore the Lord Whose judgments yet delay; Who yet suspends the lifted sword, And gives us time to pray. Great is our guilt, our fears are great, But let us not despair; Still open is the mercy seat To penitence and prayer. Kind Intercessor, to Thy love This blessèd hope we owe; O let Thy mercies plead above, While we implore below! Though justice near Thy awful throne Attends Thy dread command, Lord, hear Thy servants, hear Thy Son, And save a guilty land.

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• [Mzm 9:7] O Light, From Age To Age The Same

  O Light, from age to age the same, O ever living Word, Here have we felt Thy kindling flame, Thy voice within have heard. Here holy thought and hymn and prayer Have winged the Spirit’s powers, And made these walls divinely fair, Thy temple, Lord, and ours. O not in vain their toil who wrought To build faith’s freer shrine; Nor theirs whose steadfast love and thought Have watched the fire divine. Burn, holy Fire, and shine more wide! While nations rise and fall, Faith, hope, and charity abide, The heart and soul of all.

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Mazmur 11:1

• [Mzm 11:1] Flee As A Bird

  Flee as a bird to your mountain, thou who art weary of sin; Go to the clear flowing fountain where you may wash and be clean. Haste, then, th’Avenger is near thee; call, and the Savior will hear thee; He on His bosom will bear thee; O thou who art weary of sin, O thou who art weary of sin. He will protect thee forever, wipe every falling tear; He will forsake thee, O never, sheltered so tenderly there. Haste, then, the hours are flying, spend not the moments in sighing, Cease from your sorrow and crying: The Savior will wipe every tear, The Savior will wipe every tear.

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• [Mzm 11:1] In God Will I Trust

  In God will I trust, though my counselors say, O flee as a bird to your mountain away; The wicked are strong and the righteous are weak, Foundations are shaken, yet God will I seek. The Lord in His temple shall ever abide, His throne is eternal, whatever betide; The children of men He beholds from on high, The wicked to punish, the righteous to try. The Lord is most righteous, the Lord loves the right, The evil He hates and will surely requite; The wicked His anger will drive from their place, The upright in rapture shall gaze on His face.

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• [Mzm 11:1] Like A Bird To Thee

  Savior, like a bird to Thee, Weary and wounded my soul would flee; O let me fold my wings and rest Peacefully, trustingly, on Thy breast. Refrain Like a bird let me fly to Thee, In Thine arms kindly shelter me; Then my soul no more shall roam Far, far away from home. Savior, Thou my grief hast borne, Thou hast a balm for the hearts that mourn; One gentle word, and I shall rest Hopefully, lovingly, on Thy breast. Refrain I was lost till found by Thee; Thine, blessèd Savior, the glory be; Gladly I fold my wings and rest, Lovingly, tenderly, on Thy breast. Refrain

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• [Mzm 11:1] My Refuge Is The God Of Love

  My refuge is the God of love; Why do my foes insult and cry, “Fly like a timorous, trembling dove, To distant woods or mountains fly?” If government be all destroyed, That firm foundation of our peace, And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress? The Lord in Heav’n has fixed His throne, His eye surveys the world below: To Him all mortal things are known, His eyelids search our spirits through. If He afflicts His saints so far, To prove their love and try their grace, What may the bold transgressors fear? His very soul abhors their ways. On impious wretches He shall rain Tempests of brimstone, fire and death; Such as He kindled on the plain Of Sodom, with His angry breath. The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere; And with a gracious eye beholds The men that His own image bear.

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• [Mzm 11:1] My Trust Is In The Lord

  My trust is in the Lord: How say ye then to me, “Now, like a bird from peril haste, And to your mountain flee”? Lo, sinners bend the bow With arrow fixed for flight; And stealthily in darkness go The true in heart to smite. What can the righteous do, What can for them avail, When all foundations are destroyed, And all the pillars fail? The Lord in Zion dwells, The Lord is throned on high; His eyes behold the sons of men Their hearts and way to try. The Lord the righteous proves; But those who scorn the right, Who love deceit and violence Are hateful in His sight. For righteous is the Lord, He loveth righteousness, And with a gracious countenance The upright He will bless.

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• [Mzm 11:1] Speed For Thy Life

  Speed for thy life to the mountain, Slight not the message divine, Danger and death are before thee, Haste, while the hours are thine. Refrain Speed thee, speed thee; Shadows around thee are falling; Speed thee, speed thee; Come while the Savior is calling. Speed for thy life to the mountain, List to the warning again; Forward, and look not behind thee, Stay not in all the plain. Refrain Speed, for the day is declining, Soon its bright moments will fade; What if a storm should o’ertake thee, Where would thou turn for aid? Refrain Speed for thy life to the mountain, Fly like a bird to its nest, Fly to the arms of the Savior: There is thy only rest. Refrain

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• [Mzm 11:1] Voice Of Free Grace Cries, The

  The voice of free grace cries,“Escape to the mountain; For Adam’s lost race Christ hath opened a fountain: For sin and uncleanness, and every transgression, His blood flows most freely, in streams of salvation, His blood flows most freely, in streams of salvation.” Refrain Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has purchased our pardon! We will praise Him again when we pass over Jordan, We will praise Him again when we pass over Jordan. Now glory to God in the highest is given; Now glory to God is re-echoed in Heaven; Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story, And sing of His love, His salvation and glory, And sing of His love, His salvation and glory. Refrain O Jesus, ride on—Thy kingdom is glorious; O’er sin, death and hell, Thou wilt make us victorious: Thy Name shall be praised in the great congregation, And saints shall ascribe unto Thee their salvation, And saints shall ascribe unto Thee their salvation. Refrain When on Zion we stand, having gained the blest shore, With our harps in our hands, we will praise evermore; We’ll range the blest fields on the banks of the river, And sing of redemption forever and ever, And sing of redemption forever and ever. Refrain

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Mazmur 14:1

• [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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• [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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• [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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Mazmur 19:1

• [Mzm 19:1] All Nature’s Works His Praise Declare

  All nature’s works His praise declare, to Whom they all belong; There is a voice in every star, in every breeze a song. Sweet music fills the world abroad with strains of love and power; The stormy sea sings praise to God, the thunder and the shower. To God the tribes of ocean cry, and birds upon the wing; To God the powers that dwell on high their tuneful tribute bring. Like them, let us the throne surround, with them loud chorus raise, While instruments of loftier sound assist our feeble praise. Great God, to Thee we consecrate our voices and our skill; We bid the pealing organ wait to speak alone Thy will. Lord, while the music round us floats may earth born passions die; O grant its rich and swelling notes may lift our souls on high!

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• [Mzm 19:1] All Things Praise Thee

  All things praise Thee, Lord most high, Heav’n and earth and sea and sky, All were for Thy glory made, That Thy greatness thus displayed Should all worship bring to Thee; All things praise Thee—Lord, may we! All things praise Thee—night to night Sings in silent hymns of light; All things praise Thee—day to day Chants Thy power in burning ray; Time and space are praising Thee, All things praise Thee—Lord, may we! All things praise Thee—high and low, Rain and dew and sparkling snow, Crimson sunset, fleecy cloud, Rippling stream, and tempest loud; Summer, winter, all to Thee Glory render—Lord, may we! All things praise Thee—Heav’n’s high shrine Rings with melody divine; Lowly bending at Thy feet, Seraph and archangel meet; This their highest bliss, to be Ever praising—Lord, may we! All things praise Thee—gracious Lord, Great Creator, powerful Word, Omnipresent Spirit, now At Thy feet we humbly bow; Lift our hearts in praise to Thee; All things praise Thee—Lord, may we!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Angels Holy, High And Lowly

  Angels holy, high and lowly, Sing the praises of the Lord! Earth and sky, all living nature, Man the stamp of thy Creator, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Sun and moon bright, night and moonlight, Starry temples azure-floored, Cloud and rain, and wild winds’ madness, Sons of God that shout for gladness, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Ocean hoary, tell His glory, Cliffs, where tumbling seas have roared, Pulse of waters, blithely beating, Wave advancing, wave retreating, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Rock and highland, wood and island, Crag where eagle’s pride hath soared; Mighty mountains, purple breasted, Peaks cloud-cleaving, snowy crested, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Rolling river, praise Him ever, From the mountain’s deep vein poured; Silver fountain, clearly gushing, Troubled torrent, madly rushing, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Praise Him ever, bounteous Giver! Praise Him, Father, Friend and Lord! Each glad soul its free course winging, Each blithe voice its free song singing, Praise the great and mighty Lord!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Behold, The Lofty Sky

  Behold, the lofty sky Declares its Maker God. And all His starry works on high Proclaim His power abroad. The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night, Divinely teach His Name. In every different land, Their general voice is known; They show the wonders of His Hand, And orders of His throne. Ye Christian hearts, rejoice, [originally, Ye British lands, rejoice] Here He reveals His Word; We are not left to nature’s voice To bid us know the Lord. His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes; He puts His Gospel in our hands, Where our salvation lies. His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit, His promises for ever sure And His rewards are great. Not honey to the taste Affords so much delight, Nor gold that has the furnace passed So much allures the sight. While of Thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim, Accept the praise, my God, my King In my Redeemer’s Name.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Duteous Day Now Closeth, The

  The duteous day now closeth, Each flower and tree reposeth, Shade creeps o’er wild and wood: Let us, as night is falling, On God our Maker calling, Give thanks to Him, the Giver good. Now all the heav’nly splendor Breaks forth in starlight tender From myriad worlds unknown; And man, the marvel seeing, Forgets his selfish being, For joy of beauty not his own. His care he drowneth yonder, Lost in the abyss of wonder; To Heav’n his soul doth steal: This life he disesteemeth, The day it is that dreameth, That doth from truth his vision seal. Awhile his mortal blindness May miss God’s lovingkindness, And grope in faithless strife: But when life’s day is over Shall death’s fair night discover The fields of everlasting life.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Father, How Wide Thy Glories Shine

  Father, how wide Thy glories shine! How high Thy wonders rise! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousand through the skies. Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power, Their motions speak Thy skill, And on the wings of every hour We read Thy patience still. But when we view Thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Our souls are filled with awe divine To see what God performs. Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe; We love and we adore; The first archangel never saw So much of God before. Part of Thy Name divinely stands On all Thy creatures writ; They show the labor of Thy hands, Or impress of Thy feet. When sinners break the Father’s laws, The dying Son atones; O the dear mysteries of His cross, The triumph of his groans. Here the whole Deity is known, Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice, or the grace. Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains; Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel’s Name, And try their choicest strains. O may I bear some humble part In that immortal song! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue.

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• [Mzm 19:1] For The Deep Love That Kept Us

  For the deep love that kept us through the night, And gave our senses to sleep’s gentle sway; For this new wonder of morning’s dawning light, Flushing the east with prophecies of day, We thank Thee, O our God. For the fresh life that through our being flows, With its full tide to enrich and to bless; For calm, sweet thoughts, upspringing from repose, To bear to Thee our song of thankfulness, We praise Thee, O our God. Day utters speech to day, and night to night Tells of Thy glory and power. So would we Thy children, duly, with morning’s golden light, Or still at eve, upon the bended knee, Adore Thee, O our God. Thou knowest our needs, Thy fullness will supply; Our blindness, Thy hand will still lead us on; Till we shall see the Dayspring from on high, Our prayer, one only, “Let Thy will be done,” We breathe to Thee, O God.

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• [Mzm 19:1] God Is The Name My Soul Adores

  God is the Name my soul adores, The almighty Three, the eternal One; Nature and grace, with all their powers, Confess the Infinite Unknown. Thy voice produced the sea and spheres, Bade the waves roar, the planets shine; But nothing like Thyself appears Through all these spacious works of Thine. Still restless nature dies and grows; From change to change the creatures run: Thy being no succession knows, And all Thy vast designs are one. A glance of Thine runs through the globe, Rules the bright worlds, and moves their frame; Of light Thou form’st Thy dazzling robe; Thy ministers are living flame. How shall polluted mortals dare To sing Thy glory or Thy grace? Beneath Thy feet we lie afar, And see but shadows of Thy face. Who can behold the blazing light? Who can approach the consuming flame? None but Thy wisdom knows Thy might None but Thy Word can speak Thy Name.

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• [Mzm 19:1] God Of Nature And Of Grace, The

  The God of nature and of grace In all His works appears; His goodness through the earth we trace, His grandeur in the spheres. Behold this fair and fertile globe, By Him in wisdom planned: ’Twas He Who girded, like a robe, The ocean round the land. Lift to the firmament your eye; Thither His path pursue; His glory, boundless in the sky, O’erwhelms the wondering view. He bows the heavens—the mountains stand A highway for their God; He walks amidst the desert land; ’Tis Eden where He trod. The forests in His strength rejoice; Hark! on the evening breeze, As once of old, the Lord God’s voice Is heard among the trees. In every stream His bounty flows, Diffusing joy and wealth; In every breeze His Spirit blows, The breath of life and health. His blessings fall in plenteous showers Upon the lap of earth, That teems with foliage, fruits and flowers, And rings with infant mirth. If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound, How beautiful, beyond compare, Will Paradise be found!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Great God, The Heav’ns’ Well Ordered Frame

  Great God, the heav’ns’ well ordered frame Declares the glories of Thy Name: There Thy rich works of wonder shine; A thousand starry beauties there A thousand radiant marks appear Of boundless power and skill divine. From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light Lectures of heav’nly wisdom read; With silent eloquence they raise Our thoughts to our Creator’s praise, And neither sound nor language need. Yet their divine instructions run Far as the journeys of the sun, And every nation knows their voice: The sun, like some young bridegroom dressed Breaks from the chambers of the east, Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice. Where’er he spreads his beams abroad He smiles and speaks his Maker God; All nature joins to show Thy praise: Thus God in every creature shines; Fair is the book of nature’s lines, But fairer is Thy book of grace.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Heaven And Earth, And Sea And Air

  Heaven and earth, and sea and air, All their Maker’s praise declare; Wake, my soul, awake and sing: Now thy grateful praises bring. See the glorious orb of day Breaking through the clouds his way; Moon and stars with silvery light Praise Him through the silent night. See how He hath everywhere Made this earth so rich and fair; Hill and vale and fruitful land, All things living, show His hand. Lord, great wonders workest Thou! To Thy sway all creatures bow; Write Thou deeply in my heart What I am, and what Thou art.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Heavens Declare Thy Glory, The (watts)

  The heav’ns declare Thy glory, Lord, In every star Thy wisdom shines But when our eyes behold Thy Word, We read Thy Name in fairer lines. The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days, Thy power confess But the blest volume Thou hast writ Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand: So when Thy truth begun its race, It touched and glanced on every land. Nor shall Thy spreading Gospel rest Till through the world Thy truth has run, Till Christ has all the nations blest That see the light or feel the sun. Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, Bless the dark world with heav’nly light; Thy Gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right. Thy noblest wonders here we view In souls renewed and sins forgiv’n; Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make Thy Word my guide to Heaven.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Heavens Declare Thy Glory, The (birks)

  The heavens declare Thy glory, The firmament Thy power; Day unto day the story Repeats from hour to hour; Night unto night replying, Proclaims in every land, O Lord, with voice undying, The wonders of Thy hand. The sun with royal splendor Goes forth to chant Thy praise; And moonbeams soft and tender Their gentler anthem raise; O’er every tribe and nation That music strange is poured, The song of all creation, To Thee, creation’s Lord. How perfect, just, and holy The precepts Thou hast given; Still making wise the lowly, They lift the thoughts to heaven; How pure, how soul restoring Thy Gospel’s heavenly ray, A brighter radiance pouring Than noon of brightest day. All heaven on high rejoices To do its Maker’s will; The stars with solemn voices Resound Thy praises still; So let my whole behavior, Thoughts, words, and actions be, O Lord, my Strength, my Savior, One ceaseless song to Thee.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Heav’ns Resoundeth, The

  The heav’ns resound with His praises eternal, In might and glory they combine, To tell His Name through earth and the oceans That man may hear the word divine. He holds all the suns in the blue vaulted heavens, He plants His foot upon the world. The myriad stars bow in willing subjection, The universe His hand unfurled, The universe His hand unfurled.
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• [Mzm 19:1] How Marvelous God’s Greatness

  How marvelous God’s greatness, how glorious His might! To this the world bears witness in wonders day and night. In form of flower and snowflake, in morn’s resplendent birth, In afterglow at even, in sky and sea and earth. Each tiny floweret whispers the great life-giver’s Name; The mighty mountain masses His majesty proclaim; The hollow vales are hymning God’s shelter for His own; The snow-capped peaks are pointing to God’s almighty throne. The ocean’s vast abysses in one grand psalm record The deep mysterious counsels and mercies of the Lord; The icy waves of winter are thundering on the strand, E’en grief’s chill stream is guided by God’s all-gracious hand. The starry hosts are singing through all the light-strewn sky Of God’s majestic temple and palace courts on high; When in these outer chambers such glory gilds the night, What the transcendent brightness of God’s eternal light!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Hymn To A Gracious Sovereign

  O God the deep immutable, the changeless, wise and still, You’re the absolute, eternal One; You wield the sovereign will. Deep Heav’n itself and even time must bend beneath your sway. With a whispered thought you banish night in a flash of blinding day. The seas are boundaried by your word; great mountains heed your call. Majestic swirls of galaxies adorn your royal hall. The centuries are lumps of clay shaped by your strength and skill. You mold the long millennia to the dictates of your will. The boundless, black-robed skies proclaim your vast, astonishing might: Their flaming jewels rejoice for you in silent shouts of light. With sure and sovereign strokes your hands finger the cosmic strings, And play celestial symphonies as all creation sings. And silent now, the angels stare; stunned seraphs blush, amazed; Great Michael sheaths the sword that at the Gate of Eden blazed. Mighty Gabriel sets his trump aside, and listens to his Lord, As Love incomprehensible enfleshes the Living Word. Now space and time have cracked before the size of this event: The Godhead shudders as the glorious Son to Hell is sent. Though Very God of Very God, He counts it all but loss, And comes and suffers as a man, from the manger to the Cross.

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• [Mzm 19:1] In Righteous Glory Reigning

  In righteous glory reigning, our God sits high enthroned, His right and truth maintaining, His justice making known. He stands above Time’s river, the worlds within His view, His right hand will deliver to every man his due. Before His bar no pleading excuses any flaw; But wickedness exceeding ignites the flames of Law. ’Mid Sinai’s sounding thunder the verdict has been read: All men, in awestruck wonder, fall down before Him, dead. Such wrath, beyond all telling! Can it be turned aside? Is there a strong, safe dwelling where Hell can be denied? Can holy, perfect righteousness forgive and reconcile? Can God, though angered, still bless the wicked and the vile? Yes, yes, my soul has found out! There is a mercy sure! A sovereign grace to sound out—a love both true and pure! The flesh of God is given to meet the Law’s demands, And now I am forgiven, while Christ in Heaven stands! With that propitiation, God and His saints embrace! That perfect expiation has saved His chosen race! Now mercy kisses justice; now Truth and Love join hands, Now Him in Whom our trust is: The Christ, our surety stands!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Nature With Open Volume Stands

  Nature with open volume stands, To spread her Maker’s praise abroad; And every labor of His hands Shows something worthy of a God. But in the grace that rescued man His brightest form of glory shines; Here, on the cross, ’tis fairest drawn, In precious blood and crimson lines. Here His whole Name appears complete; Nor wit can guess, nor reason prove, Which of the letters best is writ, The power, the wisdom, or the love. Here I behold His inmost heart, Where grace and vengeance strangely join, Piercing His Son with sharpest smart, To make the purchased pleasure mine. O! the sweet wonders of that cross, Where God the Savior loved and died Her noblest life my spirit draws From His dear wounds and bleeding side. I would forever speak His Name, In sounds to mortal ears unknown; With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at His Father’s throne.

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• [Mzm 19:1] O God, I Thank Thee For Each Sight

  O God, I thank Thee for each sight Of beauty that Thy hand doth give; For sunny skies and air and light; O God, I thank Thee that I live. That life I consecrate to Thee, And ever as the day is born, On wings of joy my soul would flee, And thank Thee for another morn. Another day to which to cast Some silent deed of love abroad, That, greatening as it journeys past, May do some earnest work for God. Another day to do, to dare, To use anew my growing strength, To arm my soul with faith and prayer, And so reach heaven and Thee at last.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Sky Can Still Remember, The

  The sky can still remember the earliest Christmas morn, When in the cold December the Savior Christ was born. No star unfolds its glory, no trumpet wind is blown, But tells the Christmas story in music of its own. O never failing splendor! O never silent song! Still keep the green earth tender, still keep the gray earth strong, Still keep the brave earth dreaming of deeds that shall be done, While children’s lives come streaming like sunbeams from the sun. O angels sweet and splendid, throng in our hearts and sing The wonders which attended the coming of the King; Till we too, boldly pressing where once the shepherds trod, Climb Bethlehem’s Hill of Blessing, and find the Son of God.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Spacious Firmament On High, The

  The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame Their great Original proclaim. Th’unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator’s powers display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty Hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What though in solemn silence all Move round the dark terrestrial ball? What though no real voice nor sound Amid the radiant orbs be found? In reason’s ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, Forever singing as they shine, “The hand that made us is divine.”

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• [Mzm 19:1] There Is A Book That All May Read

  There is a Book that all may read, [or There is a Book, who runs may read,] Which heav’nly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that Book, to show How God Himself is found. The glorious sky, embracing all, Is like the Maker’s love, Wherewith encompassed, great and small In peace and order move. The moon above, the Church below, A wondrous race they run; But each their radiance, all their glow, Each borrows of its Sun. The Savior lends the light and heat That crown His holy hill; The saints, like stars, around His seat Perform their courses still. The saints above are stars in Heaven— What are the saints on earth? Like trees they stand whom God has given Our Eden’s happy birth. Faith is their fixed, unswerving root, Hope their unfading flower, Fair deeds of charity their fruit, The glory of their bower. The dew of Heav’n is like Thy grace, It steals in silence down; But where it lights, the favored place By richest fruits is known. One Name, above all glorious names, With its ten thousand tongues The everlasting sea proclaims, Echoing angelic songs. The raging fire, the roaring wind, Thy boundless power display, But in the gentler breeze we find The Spirit’s viewless way. Two worlds are ours: ’tis only sin Forbids us to descry The mystic heaven and earth within, Plain as the sea and sky. Thou, who hast giv’n me eyes to see, And love this sight so fair, Give me a heart to find out Thee, And read Thee everywhere.

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• [Mzm 19:1] There Seems A Voice In Every Gale

  There seems a voice in every gale, A tongue in every flower, Which tells, O Lord, the wondrous tale Of Thy almighty power. The birds, that rise on quivering wing, Proclaim their Maker’s praise, And all the mingling sounds of spring To Thee an anthem raise. Shall I be mute, great God, alone ’Midst nature’s loud acclaim? Shall not my heart, with answering tone, Breathe forth Thy holy Name? All nature’s debt is small to mine; Nature shall cease to be; Thou gavest proof of love divine, Immortal life to me.

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• [Mzm 19:1] To God, The Universal King

  To God, the universal King, Let all mankind their tribute bring; All that have breath! your voices raise, In songs of never ending praise. The spacious earth on which we tread, And wider heavens stretched o’er our head, A large and solemn temple frame, To celebrate its Builder’s fame. Here the bright sun, that rules the day, As through the sky he makes his way, To all the world proclaims aloud The boundless sovereignty of God. When from his courts the sun retires, And with the day his voice expires, The moon and stars adopt the song, And through the night the praise prolong. The listening earth with rapture hears Th’harmonious music of the spheres; And all her tribes the notes repeat, That God is wise, and good and great. But man, endowed with nobler powers, His God in nobler strains adores; His is the gift to know the song, As well as sing with tuneful tongue.

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Mazmur 20:1

• [Mzm 20:1] Dread Jehovah, God Of Nations

  Dread Jehovah, God of nations, From Thy temple in the skies, Hear Thy people’s supplications, Now for their deliverance rise. Lo, with deep contritions turning, Humbly at Thy feet we bend; Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning; Hear us, spare us, and defend. Though our sins, our hearts confounding, Long and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding, Jesus’ blood can cleanse from all. Let that love veil our transgressions, Let that blood our guilt efface: Save Thy people from oppression, Save from spoil Thy holy place.

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• [Mzm 20:1] Now May The God Of Power And Grace

  Now may the God of power and grace Attend His people’s humble cry! Jehovah hears when Israel prays, And brings deliverance from on high. The Name of Jacob’s God defends Better than shields or brazen walls; He from His sanctuary sends Succor and strength, when Zion calls. Well He remembers our sighs, His love exceeds our best deserts; His love accepts the sacrifice Of humble groans and broken hearts. In His salvation is our hope, And in the Name of Israel’s God, Our troops shall lift their banners up Our navies spread their flags abroad. Some trust in horses trained for war, And some of chariots make their boasts; Our surest expectations are From Thee, the Lord of heav’nly hosts. O may the memory of Thy Name Inspire our armies for the fight! Our foes shall fall and die with shame, Or quit the field with shameful flight. Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear; Now let our hopes be firm and strong Till the salvation shall appear, And joy and triumph raise the song.

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Mazmur 28:9

• [Mzm 28:9] When Wilt Thou Save The People?

  When wilt Thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? Not kings and lords, but nations, Not thrones and crowns, but men! Flowers of Thy heart, O God, are they; Let them not pass, like weeds, away; Their heritage a sunless day: O God, save the people! Shall crime bring crime forever, Strength aiding still the strong? Is it Thy will, O Father, That man shall toil for wrong? “No,” say Thy mountains; “No,” Thy skies; Man’s clouded sun shall brightly rise, And songs ascend, instead of sighs: O God, save the people! When wilt Thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? The people, Lord, the people, Not thrones and crowns, but men! God save the people; Thine they are, Thy children, as Thine angels fair: From vice, oppression, and despair, O God, save the people!

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Mazmur 31:3

• [Mzm 31:3] I Do Not Ask, O Lord

  I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be A pleasant road; I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me Aught of its load. I do not ask that flowers should always spring Beneath my feet; I know too well the poison and the sting Of things too sweet. For one thing, only Lord, dear Lord, I plead: Lead me aright, Though strength should falter and though heart should bleed, Through peace to light. I do not ask, O Lord, that Thou shouldst shed Full radiance here Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread Without a fear. I do not ask my cross to understand, My way to see; Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand, And follow Thee. Joy is like restless day; but peace divine Like quiet night: Lead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall shine, Through peace to light.

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• [Mzm 31:3] Jesus, Merciful And Mild

  Jesus, merciful and mild, lead me as a helpless child: On no other arm but Thine would my weary soul recline. Thou art ready to forgive, Thou canst bid the sinner live; Guide the wanderer, day by day, in the straight and narrow way. Thou canst fit me by Thy grace for the heav’nly dwelling place; All Thy promises are sure, ever shall Thy love endure; Then what more could I desire, how to greater bliss aspire? All I need, in Thee I see; Thou art all in all to me. Jesus, Savior all divine, hast Thou made me truly Thine? Hast Thou bought me by Thy blood? Reconciled my heart to God? Hearken to my tender prayer; let me Thine own image bear. Let me love Thee more and more till I reach Heav’n’s blissful shore.

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Mazmur 32:8

• [Mzm 32:8] Father In Heaven, Who Lovest All

  Father in Heaven, who lovest all, O help Thy children when they call, That they may build from age to age An undefiled heritage. Teach us to bear the yoke in youth, With steadfastness and careful truth, That, in our time, Thy grace may give The truth whereby the nations live. Teach us to rule ourselves alway, Controlled and cleanly night and day, That we may bring, if need arise, No maimed or worthless sacrifice. Teach us to look in all our ends, On Thee for Judge, and not our friends, That we, with Thee, may walk uncowed By fear or favor of the crowd. Teach us the strength that cannot seek, By deed or thought, to hurt the weak, That, under Thee, we may possess Man’s strength to comfort man’s distress. Teach us delight in simple things, And mirth that has no bitter springs, Forgiveness free of evil done, And love to all men ’neath the sun.

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• [Mzm 32:8] Precious Promise

  Precious promise God has given To the weary passerby, On the way from earth to Heaven, “I will guide thee with Mine eye.” Refrain I will guide thee, I will guide thee, I will guide thee with Mine eye On the way from earth to Heaven, I will guide thee with Mine eye. When temptations almost win thee And thy trusted watchers fly, Let this promise ring within thee, “I will guide thee with Mine eye.” Refrain When thy secret hopes have perished In the grave of years gone by, Let this promise still be cherished, “I will guide thee with Mine eye.” Refrain When the shades of life are falling And the hour has come to die, Hear thy trusty Pilot calling, “I will guide thee with Mine eye.” Refrain

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Mazmur 36:1

• [Mzm 36:1] Trespass Of The Wicked Man, The

  The trespass of the wicked man Most plainly testifies That fear of God’s most holy Name Is not before his eyes. He cherishes the empty hope, Although his sin be great, It never shall be brought to light And viewed with righteous hate. The words he utters with his mouth Are wickedness and lies; He keeps himself from doing good, And ceases to be wise. While on his bed his thought he gives To planning wickedness; He sets himself in evil ways, He shuns not to transgress.

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• [Mzm 36:1] While Men Grow Bold In Wicked Ways

  While men grow bold in wicked ways, And yet a God they own, My heart within me often says, “Their thoughts believe there’s none.” Their thoughts and ways at once declare, Whate’er their lips profess, God hath no wrath for them to fear, Nor will they seek His grace. What strange self-flattery blinds their eyes! But there’s a hastening hour, When they shall see with sore surprise The terrors of Thy power. Thy justice shall maintain its throne, Though mountains melt away; Thy judgments are a world unknown, A deep, unfathomed sea. Above the heav’ns’ created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend; Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds Where time and nature end. Safety to man Thy goodness brings, Nor overlooks the beast; Beneath the shadow of Thy wings Thy children choose to rest. From Thee, when creature-streams run low. And mortal comforts die, Perpetual springs of life shall flow, And raise our pleasures high. Though all created light decay, And death close up our eyes, Thy presence makes eternal day, Where clouds can never rise.

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Mazmur 40:1

• [Mzm 40:1] Day After Day I Sought The Lord

  Day after day I sought the Lord, And waited patiently; Until He bent down from His throne, And hearkened to my cry. He drew me from the fearful pit, And from the miry clay; He placed my feet upon a rock, And led me in His way. He taught my soul a new-made song, A song of holy praise, All they who see these things, with fear Their hopes to God shall raise. Most blessèd is the man whose hope Upon the Lord relies; Who follows not the proud, nor those That turn aside to lies. O Lord, what wonders hast Thou wrought, All number far above! Thy thoughts to us-ward overflow With mercy, grace, and love. Show forth Thy mercy, gracious Lord; O take it not away! Thy loving kindness and Thy truth, Let them be still my stay. For countless sorrows hem me round; And my iniquities So hold me fast, and drag me down, I cannot raise my eyes. My hairs in number they surpass; Hence is my heart dismayed; Vouchsafe, O Lord, to rescue me! O hasten to my aid. Let those who seek Thee faithfully In peace and joy abide; Let those who love Thy grace still say, “The Lord be magnified.” Poor am I, and in need; yet God Care of my soul doth take. Thou art my help; my Savior Thou; Lord, no long tarrying make.

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• [Mzm 40:1] I Waited For The Lord Most High

  I waited for the Lord most high, And He inclined to hear my cry; He took me from destruction’s pit And from the miry clay; Upon a rock he set my feet, And steadfast made my way. A new and joyful song of praise He taught my thankful heart to raise; And many, seeing me restored, Shall fear the Lord and trust; And blest are they that trust the Lord, The humble and the just. O Lord my God, how manifold Thy wondrous works which I behold, And all Thy loving, gracious thought Thou hast bestowed on man; To count Thy mercies I have sought, But boundless is their span. Not sacrifice delights the Lord, But he who hears and keeps His Word; Thou gavest me to hear Thy will, Thy law is in my heart; I come the Scripture to fulfill, Glad tidings to impart.

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• [Mzm 40:1] I Waited For The Lord My God

  I waited for the Lord my God, Yea, patiently drew near, And He at length inclined to me, My pleading cry to hear. He took me from destruction’s pit, From out the miry clay; He set my feet upon a rock, And steadfast made my way. A new and joyful song of praise My thankful heart He taught, A song of glory to our God For all that He has wrought. And many who behold how good The Lord has been to me Shall learn to fear, and in His Name Their trust shall henceforth be.

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Mazmur 41:1

• [Mzm 41:1] How Blest The Man Who Thoughtfully

  How blest the man who thoughtfully The poor and weak befriends; Deliverance in the evil day To him Jehovah sends. The Lord will keep him, guard his life, On earth he shall be blest; The Lord will not surrender him By foes to be distressed. Upon the bed of suffering Jehovah will sustain, And in his sickness God will soothe The weariness and pain. O Lord, to Thee my cry ascends, Let me Thy mercy see; Heal Thou my soul, for I have sinned, I have offended Thee. My enemies against me speak, And they my life have scorned; They wish my name to pass away, Unhonored and unmourned. My foe, deceitful, visits me, By seeming kindness led, His heart intent on gathering Some hurtful news to spread. My foes, together whispering, Their evil plans devise; Disease, they say, cleaves fast to him, Laid low, he shall not rise. Yea, he who was my chosen friend, In whom I put my trust, Who ate my bread, now turns in wrath To crush me in the dust. Do Thou, Jehovah, show me grace, And raise me up again, That I with justice may requite These base and wicked men. By this I know assuredly That I am loved by Thee, Because my foe does not exult In triumph over me. And as for me, in uprightness Thou dost uphold me well, And settest me before Thy face Forevermore to dwell. Blest be Jehovah, Israel’s God Forevermore. Amen. Let age to age eternally Repeat His praise. Amen.

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Mazmur 42:1

• [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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Mazmur 47:1

• [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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Mazmur 48:1

• [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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Mazmur 49:1

• [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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Mazmur 62:1

• [Mzm 62:1] God Of Grace, O Let Thy Light

  God of grace, O let Thy light Bless our dim and blinded sight; Like the day-spring on the night, Bid Thy grace to shine. To the nations led astray Thine eternal love display: Let Thy truth direct their way Till the world be Thine. Praise to Thee, the faithful Lord; Let all tongues in glad accord Learn the good thanksgiving word, Ever praising Thee. Let them moved to gladness sing, Owning Thee their Judge and King; Righteous truth shall bloom and spring Where Thy rule shall be. Praise to Thee, all faithful Lord; Let all tongues in glad accord Speak the good thanksgiving word, Heart rejoicing praise. So the fruitful earth’s increase, Bounty of the God of peace, Never in its course shall cease Through the length of days; While His grace our life shall cheer, Furthest lands shall own His fear, Brought to Him in worship near, Taught His mercy’s ways.

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• [Mzm 62:1] My Soul In Silence Waits For God

  My soul in silence waits for God, My Savior He has proved; He only is my Rock and Tower; I never shall be moved. My honor is secure with God, My Savior He is known; My Refuge and my Rock of strength Are found in God alone. My enemies my ruin seek, They plot with fraud and guile; Deceitful, they pretend to bless, But inwardly revile. My soul in silence waits for God, He is my help approved; He only only is my Rock and Tower, And I shall not be moved. On Him, ye people, evermore Rely with confidence; Before Him pour ye out your heart, For God is our defense. For surely men are helpers vain, The high and the abased; Yea, lighter than a breath are they When in the balance placed. Trust not in harsh oppression’s power Nor in unrighteous gain; If wealth increase, yet on your gold Ye set your hearts in vain. For God has spoken o’er and o’er, And unto me has shown, That saving power and lasting strength Belong to Him alone. Yea, lovingkindness evermore Belongs to Thee, O Lord; And Thou according to his work Dost every man reward.

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• [Mzm 62:1] My Soul With Expectation

  My soul with expectation doth Depend on God indeed; My strength and my salvation do From Him alone proceed. He only my Salvation is, And my strong Rock is He; He only is my sure Defense; I shall not movèd be. In God my glory placèd is, And my salvation sure; In God the Rock is of my strength; My Refuge most secure. Ye people, place your confidence In Him continually; Before Him pour ye out your heart; God is our Refuge high.

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Mazmur 62:5

• [Mzm 62:5] Wait, O My Soul, Thy Maker’s Will

  Wait, O my soul, thy Maker’s will; Tumultuous passions, all be still! Nor let a murmuring thought arise; His ways are just, His counsels wise. He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs His work, the cause conceals; But, though His methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support His throne. In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas He executes His firm decrees; And by His saints it stands confessed, That what He does is ever best. Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait; Prostrate before His awful seat; And, ’midst the terrors of His rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God.

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Mazmur 64:1

• [Mzm 64:1] Hear, Lord, The Voice Of My Complaint

  Hear, Lord, the voice of my complaint, Preserve my life from fear; Hide me from plotting enemies And evil, crowding near. The workers of iniquity, Their deadly shafts prepare; They aim at me their treacherous words; O save me from their snare. The wicked in their base designs Grow arrogant and bold; Conspiring secretly, they think That God will not behold; They search out more iniquity, Their thoughts and plans are deep, But God will smite, for He is near His saints to guard and keep. The wicked, by their sins o’ercome, Shall soon be brought to shame; The hand of God shall yet appear, And all shall fear His Name. The just shall triumph in the Lord, Their trust shall be secure, And endless glory then shall crown The upright and the pure.

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• [Mzm 64:1] Unmoved By Fear, My Praise Is Due

  Unmoved by fear, my praise is due To Thee, Thou gracious God of saints; Thy mercies great, Thy counsel true, My prayers are heard and my complaints; My prayers are heard and my complaints. Compassed by love, my heart’s best thought I raise in gratitude to Thee; Nor wait to thank Thee; all untaught, Thy love’s best gift hath taught it me; Thy love’s best gift hath taught it me. I fear but that I may not gain A place beside my noblest Friend; I love, but ah, the sweet refrain, “On Thee, my Savior, I depend; On Thee, my Savior, I depend.”

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Mazmur 69:9

• [Mzm 69:9] To Bless The Earth, God Sendeth

  To bless the earth, God sendeth From His abundant store The waters of the springtime, Enriching it once more. The seed by Him provided Is sown o’er hill and plain, And with the gentle showers Doth bless the springing grain. The year with good He crownest, The earth His mercy fills, The wilderness is fruitful, And joyful are the hills; With corn the vales are covered, The flocks in pastures graze; All nature joins in singing A joyful song of praise.

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Mazmur 70:1

• [Mzm 70:1] Make Haste, O My God, To Deliver

  Make haste, O my God, to deliver, I pray, O Lord, to my rescue make haste; Let those who would harm me be filled with dismay, And in their own folly disgraced. Let them be turned back in confusion, O Lord, Who in my destruction would joy; Let shame and defeat be their only reward, Who sneers and derision employ. May all those who seek Thee, and make Thee their choice, Great gladness and blessedness see; May all those who love Thy salvation rejoice And constantly magnify Thee. I cry in deep need and Thy help I implore; Make haste to the rescue, I pray; My Savior Thou art, and my Strength evermore, No longer Thy coming delay.

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Mazmur 72:19

• [Mzm 72:19] Heavenly Father, Sovereign Lord

  Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord, Ever faithful to Thy word, Humbly we our seal set to, Testify that Thou art true. Lo! for us the wilds are glad, All in cheerful green arrayed, Opening sweets they all disclose, Bud and blossom as the rose. Hark! the wastes have found a voice, Lonely deserts now rejoice, Gladsome hallelujahs sing, All around with praises ring. Lo! abundantly they bloom, Lebanon is hither come, Carmel’s stores the heavens dispense, Sharon’s fertile excellence. See, these barren souls of ours Bloom, and put forth fruits and flowers, Flowers of Eden, fruits of grace, Peace, and joy, and righteousness. We behold (the abjects we!) Christ, the incarnate Deity, Christ, in whom Thy glories shine, Excellence of strength divine. Ye that tremble at his frown, He shall lift your hands cast down; Christ, who all your weakness sees, He shall prop your feeble knees. Ye of fearful hearts, be strong; Jesus will not tarry long; Fear not lest his truth should fail, Jesus is unchangeable. God, your God, shall surely come, Quell your foes, and seal their doom, He shall come and save you too; We, O Lord, have found thee true! Blind we were, but now we see, Deal; we hearken now to thee, Dumb, for thee our tongues employ, Lame, and, lo! we leap for joy. Faint we were, and parched with drought, Water at Thy word gushed out, Streams of grace our thirst repress, Starting from the wilderness; Still we gasp Thy grace to know, Here for ever let it flow, Make the thirsty land a pool; Fix the Spirit in our soul. Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord, Be Thy glorious Name adored! Lord, Thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial Goodness, hail! Though unworthy of Thine ear, Deign our humble songs to hear; Purer praise we hope to bring, When around Thy throne we sing. While on earth ordained to stay, Guide our footsteps in Thy way, Till we come to dwell with Thee, Till we all Thy glory see. When, with angel harps again, We will wake a nobler strain; There, in joyful songs of praise, Our triumphant songs we raise. Grateful notes and numbers bring; While Jehovah’s praise we sing: Holy, holy, holy, Lord! Be Thy glorious name adored. Men on earth, and saints above, Sing the great Redeemer’s love: Lord, Thy mercies never fail! Hail, celestial goodness, hail! Though unworthy, Lord, Thine ear, Our humble hallelujahs hear; Purer praise hope to bring When with saints we stand and sing. Lead us to that blissful state, Where Thou reignest supremely great; Look with pity from Thy throne, And send Thy Holy Spirit down. While on earth ordained to stay Guide our footsteps in Thy way; Till we come to reign with Thee, And all Thy glorious greatness see. Then with angels we’ll again Wake a louder, louder strain; There, in joyful songs of praise, We’ll our grateful voices raise. There no tongue shall silent be: There all shall join sweet harmony; That through heaven’s all spacious round, Thy praise, O God, may ever sound!

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• [Mzm 72:19] Lord Of The Harvest! It Is Right And Meet

  Lord of the harvest! it is right and meet That we should lay our first-fruits at Thy feet With joyful Alleluia. Sweet is the soul’s thanksgiving after prayer; Sweet is the worship that with Heav’n we share, Who sing the Alleluia! Lowly we prayed, and Thou didst hear on high— Didst lift our hearts and change our suppliant cry To festal Alleluia. So sing we now in tune with that great song, That all the age of ages shall prolong, The endless Alleluia. To Thee, O Lord of Harvest, who hast heard, And to Thy white robed reapers giv’n the word, We sing our Alleluia. O Christ, who in the wide world’s ghostly sea Hast bid the net be cast anew, to Thee We sing our Alleluia. To Thee, eternal Spirit, who again Hast moved with life upon the slumbrous main, We sing our Alleluia. Yea, West and East the companies go forth; “We come!” is sounding to the South and North; To God sing Alleluia. The fishermen of Jesus far away Seek in new waters an immortal prey; To Christ the Alleluia. The Holy Dove is brooding o’er the deep, And careless hearts are waking out of sleep; To Him sing Alleluia. Yea, for sweet hope new-born—blest work begun— Sing Alleluia to the Three in One, Adoring Alleluia. Glory to God! the Church in patience cries; Glory to God! the Church at rest replies, With endless Alleluia.

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• [Mzm 72:19] To Our Redeemer’s Glorious Name

  To our Redeemer’s glorious Name Awake the sacred song: O may His love—immortal flame— Tune every heart and tongue. His love, what mortal tongue can reach? What mortal tongue display? Imagination’s utmost stretch In wonder dies away. Let wonder still with love unite, And gratitude and joy; Be Jesus our supreme delight, His praise our best employ. Jesus, who left His throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came on earth to bleed and die— Was ever love like this? Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, The Savior died for me. O may the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love Thy charming Name, And join the sacred song.

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Mazmur 76:1

• [Mzm 76:1] God Is Known Among His People

  God is known among His people, Every mouth His praises fill; From of old He has established His abode on Zion’s hill; There He broke the sword and arrow, Bade the noise of war be still. Excellent and glorious art Thou, With Thy trophies from the fray; Thou hast slain the valiant hearted, Wrapped in sleep of death are they; When Thine anger once is risen, Who can stand in that dread day? When from Heav’n Thy sentence sounded, All the earth in fear was still, While to save the meek and lowly God in judgment wrought His will; E’en the wrath of man shall praise Thee, Thy designs it shall fulfill. Vow and pay ye to Jehovah, Him your God forever own; All men, bring your gifts before Him, Worship Him, and Him alone; Mighty kings obey and fear Him, Princes bow before His throne.

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Mazmur 91:2

• [Mzm 91:2] Still Will We Trust

  Still will we trust, though earth seem dark and dreary, And the heart faint beneath His chastening rod; Though rough and steep our pathway, worn and weary, Still will we trust in God! Our eyes see dimly till by faith anointed, And our blind choosing brings us grief and pain; Through Him alone Who hath our way appointed, We find our peace again. Choose for us, God! Nor let our weak preferring Cheat our poor souls of good Thou has designed; Choose for us, God! Thy wisdom is unerring, And we are fools and blind. So from our sky the night shall furl her shadows, And day pour gladness through his golden gates, Our rough path lead to flower-enameled meadows, Where joy our coming waits. Let us press on, in patient self denial, Accept the hardship, shrink not from the loss; Our portion lies beyond the hour of trial, Our crown beyond the cross.

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Mazmur 97:12

• [Mzm 97:12] The God Of Love And Holiness

  The God of holiness and love, His faithfulness I see above, Though I am prone to sin; But triumphing with His strong hand, I know with me He’ll ever stand, Till I reach Beulah Land. Oh, Jesus’ light and boundless grace! How blest was I to see His face, His life He did not spare; This sinner He in love did seek, Enabling me His Word to speak, I walk as child and heir. Yes, Jesus died upon the cross, To some it seems but pain and loss, But He the Lord obeyed; The Potter setting free His clay, To live above in endless day, With love that cannot fade. In that celestial home I’ll see My brothers, sisters, family, I long for His reward; Then Jesus will my soul embrace, A crown of life my sins replace, As long as I believe!

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Mazmur 107:8

• [Mzm 107:8] Break Forth, O Joyful Heart

  Break forth, break forth, O joyful heart, And make His goodness known, Who all thy life, though undeserved, Such love to thee has shown. Refrain Break forth, break forth, O joyful heart, Break forth, no longer silent be; Break forth, break forth in grateful praise To Him Who came to ransom Thee. ’Twas Jesus sought my wand’ring soul, And with a shepherd’s care He brought me kindly to His fold, And still protects me there. Refrain He is my Advocate with God, My Savior and my Friend, His mercies new with every morn Like balmy showers descend. Refrain My soul shall magnify the Lord, My voice His love proclaim, And every power within me join To bless and praise His Name. Refrain

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• [Mzm 107:8] Is It Not Wonderful?

  Wondrous it seemeth to me Jesus so gracious should be, Mercy revealing, comforting, healing, Blessing a sinner like me. Refrain Is it not wonderful, is it not wonderful Jesus so gracious should be? Yes, it is wonderful, strange and so wonderful That He should pardon and save even me! Heart of mine never could know Jesus such peace could bestow, Till the dear Savior showed me His favor, Cleansed my heart whiter than snow. Refrain Once I was full of all sin, Now thro’ the blood I am clean; Willing to save me, pardon He gave me, And I am happy within. Refrain He doth my new heart control, Cleansing and keeping me whole, Banishing sadness, with joy and gladness Filling and thrilling my soul. Refrain

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Mazmur 131:2

• [Mzm 131:2] Quiet, Lord My Froward Heart

  Quiet, Lord, my froward heart, Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weanèd child: From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases Thee. What Thou shalt today provide, Let me as a child receive; What tomorrow may betide, Calmly to Thy wisdom leave: ’Tis enough that Thou wilt care, Why should I the burden bear? As a little child relies On a care beyond his own; Knows he’s neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone: Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. Thus preserved from Satan’s wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears; May I live upon Thy smiles, Till the promised hour appears; When the sons of God shall prove All their Father’s boundless love.

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Mazmur 140:1

• [Mzm 140:1] Deliver Me From Evil

  Deliver me from evil, preserve me, Lord, from wrong; Against the foes that gather be Thou my Helper strong; From those who plot to hurt me and spread the treacherous snare, Preserve me, Lord, and keep me safeguarded in Thy care. O Lord, I have confessed Thee to be my God alone; O hear my supplication, and be Thy mercy shown; O God the Lord, my Savior, my Shield amid the strife, Let not the wicked triumph who plot against my life. Let evil smite the evil, and cause their overthrow; The needy and afflicted the Lord will help, I know; Thy saints, redeemed from evil, their thanks to Thee shall give; The righteous and the upright shall in Thy presence live.

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• [Mzm 140:1] Lord, From The Ill And Froward Man

  Lord, from the ill and froward man Give me deliverance, And do Thou safe preserve me from The man of violence: Who in their heart mischievous things Are meditating e’er; And they for war assembled are Continually together. Much like unto a serpent’s tongue Their tongues they sharp do make; And underneath their lips there lies The poison of a snake. Lord, keep me from the wicked’s hands, From violent men me save; Who utterly to overthrow My goings purposed have. The proud for me a snare have hid, And cords; yea, they a net Have by the wayside for me spread; They gins for me have set. I said unto the Lord, Thou art My God: unto the cry Of all my supplications, Lord, do Thine ear apply. O God the Lord, who art the strength Of my salvation: A cov’ring in the day of war My head Thou hast put on. Unto the wicked man, O Lord, His wishes do not grant; Nor further Thou his ill device, Lest they themselves should vaunt. As for the head and chief of those About that compass me, E’en by the mischief of their lips Let Thou them covered be. Let burning coals upon them fall, Them throw in fiery flame, And in deep pits, that they no more May rise out of the same. Let not an evil speaker be On earth establishèd: Mischief shall hunt the violent man, Till he be ruinèd. I know God will th’afflicted’s cause Maintain, and poor men’s right. Surely the just shall praise Thy Name; Th’upright dwell in Thy sight.

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