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Mazmur 16:5

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Mazmur 10:1

• [Mzm 10:1] O Why So Far Removed

  O why so far removed, O Lord, And why so distant be; Why hidest Thou Thy face from us In our anxiety? The wicked in unholy pride The lowly poor oppress; Let them be taken in the snare Of their own craftiness. The wicked in his arrogance Refuses God to fear, Nor is it in his thoughts at all The sovereign God to hear. His ways are grievous and Thy laws Too high for him to see; He therefore his defiance bids, And taunts his enemy. For he within his heart has said, I suffer no distress, Adversity comes not to me, I still have had success. In cursing and deceit and fraud His tongue is ever skilled; With festering iniquity His mouth is ever filled. He lurks in village hiding place, And in dark corners bent, He watches for the humble poor, To seize the innocent. In stealth he cowers covertly As lion in his lair, That he may pounce upon the poor, And catch him in his snare. He crouches low so that the poor To his strong friends may fall, And tells himself that God forgets Or sees it not at all. Arise, O Lord, and lift Thy hand, The poor in memory keep. How can the wicked blaspheme God And say He is asleep? For surely Thou dost see, O Lord, Dost see the sin and spite; And when the helpless look to Thee Thou dost their wrong requite. Break Thou the force of evil men, Befriend the fatherless, Trace out the wicked everywhere, Uproot their wickedness. The Lord our God is sovereign still, The heathen all are slain. Thou, Lord, hast heard the suppliant’s prayer And dost his heart sustain. No more shall boasting arrogance Or taunting pride oppress; The poor and orphaned Thou wilt hear And judge with righteousness.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 10:1] Wherefore Is It That Thou, O Lord

  Wherefore is it that Thou, O Lord, Dost stand from us afar? And wherefore hidest Thou Thyself, When times so troublous are? The wicked in his loftiness Doth persecute the poor: In these devices they have fram’d Let them be taken sure. The wicked of his heart’s desire Doth talk with boasting great; He blesseth him that’s covetous, Whom yet the Lord doth hate. The wicked, through his pride of face, On God he doth not call; And in the counsels of his heart The Lord is not at all. His ways they always grievous are; Thy judgments from his sight Removèd are: at all his foes He puffeth with despight. Within his heart he thus hath said, I shall not movèd be; And no adversity at all Shall ever come to me. His mouth with cursing, fraud, deceit, Is fill’d abundantly; And underneath his tongue there is Mischief and vanity. He closely sits in villages; He slays the innocent: Against the poor that pass him by His cruel eyes are bent. He, lion-like, lurks in his den; He waits the poor to take; And when he draws him in his net, His prey he doth him make. Himself he humbleth very low, He croucheth down withal, That so a multitude of poor May by his strong ones fall. He thus hath said within his heart, The Lord hath quite forgot; He hides His countenance, and He For ever sees it not. O Lord, do Thou arise; O God, Lift up Thine hand on high: Put not the meek afflicted ones Out of Thy memory. Why is it that the wicked man Thus doth the Lord despise? Because that God will it require He in his heart denies. Thou hast it seen; for their mischief And spite Thou wilt repay: The poor commits himself to Thee; Thou art the orphan’s stay. The arm break of the wicked man, And of the evil one; Do Thou seek out his wickedness, Until Thou findest none. The Lord is King through ages all, Ev’n to eternity; The heathen people from His land Are perish’d utterly. O Lord, of those that humble are Thou the desire didst hear; Thou wilt prepare their heart, and Thou To hear wilt bend Thine ear; To judge the fatherless, and those That are oppressèd sore; That man, that is but sprung of earth, May them oppress no more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 10:1] Why Dost Thou Stand Afar

  Why dost Thou stand afar, O Lord, in our distress? And why dost Thou conceal Thyself When troublous times oppress? Do Thou, O Lord, arise; O God, lift up Thy hand; Forget Thou not the suffering poor, The humble in the land. Their foes Thou dost behold, Their wrongs Thou wilt repay; The poor commit themselves to Thee, Thou art the orphans’ stay. Thou, Lord, hast heard their prayer When humble hearts drew nigh; Thou also wilt revive their strength And ever hear their cry. Defend the fatherless, And all who are oppressed, That they by human pride and power May be no more distressed.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 10:1] Why Doth The Lord Stand Off So Far?

  Why doth the Lord stand off so far? And why conceal His face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress? Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and Thy power? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And still Thy saints devour? They put Thy judgments from their sight, And then insult the poor; They boast in their exalted height, That they shall fall no more. Arise, O God, lift up Thine hand, Attend our humble cry; No enemy shall dare to stand When God ascends on high. Why do the men of malice rage, And say, with foolish pride, “The God of Heav’n will ne’er engage To fight on Zion’s side?” But Thou forever art our Lord; And powerful is Thine hand, As when the heathens felt Thy sword, And perished from Thy land. Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And cause Thine ear to hear; He hearkens what His children say, And puts the world in fear. Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, No more despise the just; And mighty sinners shall confess They are but earth and dust.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 10:1] Why Standest Thou Afar, O Lord?

  Why standest Thou afar, O Lord, Why art Thou hid in trouble’s hour? The wicked persecute the poor In haughty pride and reckless power. Let their devices work their fall, For in their shame is all their pride; And while they seek unrighteous gain The Lord of justice is defied. The wicked thinks, in foolish pride, There is no God Who will repay; He has no fear of God or man Because God’s judgments long delay. Unmoved by fear of coming doom, On fraud and wickedness intent, With craft he lurks and waits to catch The helpless and the innocent. A lion crouching for his prey, He waits the poor to overthrow; He thinks that God remembers not, Or hides His face and will not know. Arise, O Lord, lift up Thy hand, O God, protect the poor and meek; Why should the proud Thy justice doubt, And words of bold defiance speak? O Lord, Thou wilt indeed requite, The sin and sorrow Thou dost see; The helpless and the fatherless Commit themselves, O Lord, to Thee. Break Thou the power of wicked men And let their works no longer stand, The Lord is King forevermore, Who drove the nations from His land. Lord, Thou hast heard the lowly prayer, The fainting heart Thou wilt restore, The helpless cause Thou wilt maintain, That mortal man may boast no more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 27:7

• [Mzm 27:7] O Lord, Give Ear Unto My Voice

  O Lord, give ear unto my voice, when I do cry to Thee; Upon me also mercy have, and do Thou answer me. When Thou didst say, “Seek ye My face,” then unto Thee reply Thus did my heart, above all things Thy face, Lord, seek will I. Far from me hide not Thou Thy face; put not away from Thee Thy servant in Thy wrath: Thou hast a helper been to me. O God of my salvation, leave me not, nor forsake: Though me my parents both should leave, the Lord will me up take. O Lord, instruct me in Thy way, to me a leader be In a plain path, because of those that hatred bear to me. Give me not to mine enemies’ will; for witnesses that lie Against me risen are, and such as breathe out cruelty. I fainted had, unless that I believèd had to see The Lord’s own goodness in the land of them that living be. Wait on the Lord, and be thou strong, and He shall strength afford Unto thine heart; yea, do thou wait, I say, upon the Lord.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 27:7] O Lord, Give Heed Unto Our Plea

  O Lord, give heed unto our plea, O Spirit, grant Thy graces, That we who put our trust in Thee May rightly sing Thy praises. Thy Word, O Christ, unto us give, That grace and pow’r we may receive To follow Thee, our Master. Touch Thou the shepherd’s lips, O Lord, That in this blessèd hour He may proclaim Thy sacred Word With unction and with power. What Thou wouldst have Thy servant say, Put Thou into his heart, we pray, With grace and strength to say it. Let heart and ear be opened wide Unto Thy Word and pleading; Our minds, O Holy Spirit, guide By Thine own light and leading. The law of Christ we would fulfill, And walk according to His will, His Word our rule of living.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 145:15

• [Mzm 145:15] Lord, In Thy Name Thy Servants Plead

  Lord, in Thy Name Thy servants plead, And Thou hast sworn to hear; Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed, The fresh and fading year. Our hope, when autumn winds blew wild, We trusted, Lord, with Thee: And still, now spring has on us smiled, We wait on Thy decree. The former and the latter rain, The summer sun and air, The green ear and the golden grain, All Thine, are ours by prayer. Thine too by right and ours by grace, The wondrous growth unseen, The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace, The love that shines serene. So grant the precious things brought forth By sun and moon below, That Thee in Thy new heav’n and earth We never may forgo.

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  source: Cyberhymnal