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Mazmur 11:4

• [Mzm 11:4] High On His Everlasting Throne

  High on His everlasting throne, The King of saints His work surveys; Marks the dear souls He calls His own, And smiles on the peculiar race. He rests well pleased their toils to see; Beneath His easy yoke they move; With all their heart and strength agree In the sweet labor of His love. See where the servants of their Lord, A busy multitude, appear; For Jesus day and night employed, His heritage they toil to clear. Jesus their toil delighted sees, Their industry vouchsafes to crown; He kindly gives the wished increase, And sends the promised blessing down. O multiply the sower’s seed, And fruit we every hour shall bear; Throughout the world Thy Gospel spread, Thine everlasting truth declare!

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• [Mzm 11:4] Lord Jehovah, In Thy Temple

  Lord Jehovah, in Thy temple, Happy children we appear, Bringing incense of thanksgiving, For the love that led us here. Hallelujah! praise Jehovah, For the love that led us here, Hallelujah! praise Jehovah, For the love that led us here. When on each returning Sabbath, We return to seek Thy face, Lord, accept the children’s worship, Hear in Heav’n Thy dwelling place. Hallelujah! praise Jehovah, Hear in Heav’n Thy dwelling place, Hallelujah! praise Jehovah, Hear in Heav’n Thy dwelling place. Thus, as in Thy earthly temple, Day by day we wait on Thee; In each heart Thy Spirit dwelling, May we all Thy temples be. Hallelujah! praise Jehovah, May we all Thy temples be, Hallelujah! praise Jehovah, May we all Thy temples be.

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Mazmur 27:4

• [Mzm 27:4] O That I Could For Ever Dwell

  O that I could for ever dwell, Delighted, at the Savior’s feet, Behold the form I love so well, And all His tender words repeat. The world shut out from all my soul, And Heav’n brought in with all its bliss— O is there aught from pole to pole, One moment to compare to this! This is the hidden life I prize— A life of penitential love; When most my follies I despise, And raise my highest thoughts above. Thus would I live till nature fail, And all my former sins forsake; Then rise to God within the veil, And of eternal joys partake.

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