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Mazmur 10:2
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[Mzm 10:2] O God, The Help Of All Thy Saints
O God, the help of all Thy saints, Our hope in time of ill: We trust Thee, though Thy face be hid, And seek Thy presence still. Why should the men of pride and sin Thy truth and power defy; And boast, as if their evil way Were hidden from Thine eye? Lord, Thou hast seen; arise and save. To Thee our cause we bring; Reign Thou in righteousness and power, For Thou alone art King. All our desires to Thee are known; Thy help is ever near; O first prepare our hearts to pray, And then accept our prayer! |
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source: Cyberhymnal |
Mazmur 147:16-17
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[Mzm 147:16] All Beautiful The March Of Days
All beautiful the march of days, as seasons come and go; The Hand that shaped the rose hath wrought the crystal of the snow; Hath sent the hoary frost of Heav’n, the flowing waters sealed, And laid a silent loveliness on hill and wood and field. O’er white expanses sparkling pure the radiant morns unfold; The solemn splendors of the night burn brighter than the cold; Life mounts in every throbbing vein, love deepens round the hearth, And clearer sounds the angel hymn, “Good will to men on earth.” O Thou from Whose unfathomed law the year in beauty flows, Thyself the vision passing by in crystal and in rose, Day unto day doth utter speech, and night to night proclaim, In ever changing words of light, the wonder of Thy Name. |
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source: Cyberhymnal |
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[Mzm 147:16] ’tis Winter Now, The Fallen Snow
’Tis winter now; the fallen snow Has left the heav’ns all coldly clear; Through leafless boughs the sharp winds blow, And all the earth lies dead and drear. And yet God’s love is not withdrawn; His life within the keen air breathes; His beauty paints the crimson dawn, And clothes the boughs with glittering wreaths. And though abroad the sharp winds blow, And skies are chill, and frosts are keen, Home closer draws her circle now, And warmer glows her light within. O God! Who giv’st the winter’s cold As well as summer’s joyous rays, Us warmly in Thy love enfold, And keep us through life’s wintry days. |
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source: Cyberhymnal |