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Mazmur 25:1

• [Mzm 25:1] I Lift My Soul To God

  I lift my soul to God, My trust is in His Name: Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. Sin, and the powers of hell, Persuade me to despair: Lord, make me know Thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. From the first dawning light Till the dark evening rise, For Thy salvation, Lord, I wait With ever longing eyes. Remember all Thy grace, And lead me in Thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn His ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of His grace. For His own goodness’ sake He saves my soul from shame: He pardons, though my guilt be great, Through my Redeemer’s Name.

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• [Mzm 25:1] Lord, I Lift My Soul To Thee

  Lord, I lift my soul to Thee, O my God, I trust Thy might; Let not foes exult o’er me, Shame me not before their sight. Yea, may none be put to shame, None who wait for Thee to bless, But dishonored be their name Who without a cause transgress. Lord, to me Thy ways make known, Guide in truth and teach Thou me; Thou my Savior art alone, All the day I wait for Thee. Lord, remember in Thy love All Thy mercies manifold, Tender mercies from above, Changeless from the days of old. Sins of youth remember not, Nor my trespasses record; Let not mercy be forgot, For Thy goodness’ sake, O Lord. Just and good the Lord abides, He His way will sinners show, He the meek in justice guides, Making them His way to know.

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Mazmur 88:9

• [Mzm 88:9] Father, I Stretch My Hands To Thee

  Father, I stretch my hands to Thee, No other help I know; If Thou withdraw Thyself from me, Ah! whither shall I go? What did Thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath! What pain, what labor, to secure My soul from endless death! O Jesus, could I this believe, I now should feel Thy power; Now my poor soul Thou wouldst retrieve, Nor let me wait one hour. Surely Thou canst not let me die; O speak, and I shall live; And here I will unwearied lie, Till Thou Thy Spirit give. Author of faith! to Thee I lift My weary, longing eyes: O let me now receive that gift! My soul without it dies. The worst of sinners would rejoice, Could they but see Thy face: O, let me hear Thy quickening voice, And taste Thy pardoning grace.

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Mazmur 56:3

• [Mzm 56:3] What Time I Am Afraid

  What time I am afraid I put my trust in Thee; In God I rest, and praise His Word, so rich and free. In God I put my trust, I neither doubt nor fear, For man can never harm With God my Helper near. In God, the Lord, I rest, His word of grace I praise, His promise stands secure, Nor fear nor foe dismays. Upon me are Thy vows, O God, in Whom I live; The sacrifice of praise To Thee I now will give. For Thou hast saved from death, From falling kept me free, That in the light of life My walk may be with Thee.

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Mazmur 66:4

• [Mzm 66:4] And Truly It Is A Most Glorious Thing

  And truly it is a most glorious thing Thus to hear men pray and God’s praises sing, O how great comfort is it now to see— The churches to enjoy full liberty. And to have the Gospel preachèd here with power, And such wolves repelled as all would else devour. But God will still for His people provide Such as be able them to help and guide, If they cleave to Him and do not forsake— His laws and truth and their own ways do take. If thou hast viewed the camp of Israel, How God in the wilderness with them did dwell. His great and marvelous works they here saw, And He them taught in His most holy law, A small emblem hereof thou mayest see, How God hath dealt with them in some degree, For much of Himself they now there have seen, And marvelous to them His works have been.

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• [Mzm 66:4] Earth, With All Thy Thousand Voices

  Earth, with all thy thousand voices, Praise in songs th’eternal King; Praise His Name, whose praise rejoices Ears that hear, and tongues that sing. Lord, from each far-peopled dwelling, Earth shall raise the glad acclaim; All shall kneel, Thy greatness telling, Sing Thy praise and bless Thy Name. Come and hear the wondrous story, How our mighty God of old, In the terrors of His glory, Back the flowing billows rolled; Walked within the threatening waters, Free we passed the upright wave, Then was joy to Israel’s daughters, Loud they sang His power to save. Bless the Lord, who ever liveth; Sound His praise through every land, Who our dying souls reviveth, By Whose arm upheld we stand. Now upon this cheerful morrow We Thine altars will adorn, And the gifts we vowed in sorrow Pay on joy’s returning morn. Come, each faithful soul, who fearest, Him Who fills th’eternal throne: Hear, rejoicing while thou hearest, What our God for us hath done; When we made our supplication, When our voice in prayer was strong, Then we found His glad salvation; And His mercy fills our tongue.

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• [Mzm 66:4] Let All The World In Every Corner Sing

  Let all the world in every corner sing, my God and King! The heavens are not too high, His praise may thither fly, The earth is not too low, His praises there may grow. Let all the world in every corner sing, my God and King! Let all the world in every corner sing, my God and King! The church with psalms must shout, no door can keep them out; But, above all, the heart must bear the longest part. Let all the world in every corner sing, my God and King!

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• [Mzm 66:4] Lord God, We Worship Thee

  Lord God, we worship Thee! In loud and happy chorus We praise Thy love and power, Whose goodness reigneth o’er us. To Heav’n our song shall soar, Forever shall it be Resounding o’er and o’er: Lord God, we worship Thee! Lord God, we worship Thee! For Thou our land defendest; Thou pourest down Thy grace, And strife and war Thou endest; Since golden peace, O Lord, Thou grantest us to see, Our land, with one accord, Lord God, gives thanks to Thee! Lord God, we worship Thee! And pray Thee, who hast blest us, That we may live in peace, And none henceforth molest us: O crown us with Thy love; Fulfill our cry to Thee: Our Father, grant our prayer; Lord God, we worship Thee!

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• [Mzm 66:4] Sing To The Great Jehovah’s Praise

  Sing to the great Jehovah’s praise! All praise to Him belongs: Who kindly lengthens out our days Demands our choicest songs. His providence hath brought us through Another various year: We all with vows and anthems new Before our God appear. Father, Thy mercies past we own; Thy still continued care; To Thee presenting, through Thy Son, Whate’er we have or own. Our lips and lives shall gladly show The wonders of Thy love, While on in Jesu’s steps we go To see Thy face above. Our residue of days or hours Thine, wholly Thine, shall be; And all our consecrated powers A sacrifice to be: Till Jesus in the clouds appear To saints on earth forgiven, And bring the grand Sabbatic year, The jubilee of Heaven.

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Mazmur 123:1

• [Mzm 123:1] To Thee, O Lord, I Lift Mine Eyes

  To Thee, O Lord, I lift mine eyes, O Thou enthroned above the skies; As servants watch their master’s hand, Or maidens by their mistress stand; So to the Lord our eyes we raise, Until His mercy He displays. Refrain To Thee, O Lord, I lift mine eyes, O Thou enthroned above the skies. O Lord, our God, Thy mercy show, For man’s contempt and scorn we know; Reproach and shame Thy saints endure From wicked men who dwell secure; Man’s proud contempt and scorn we know; O Lord, our God, Thy mercy show. Refrain

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• [Mzm 123:1] With Joy We Lift Our Eyes

  With joy we lift our eyes, To those bright realms above, That glorious temple in the skies, Where dwells eternal Love. Before Thy throne we bow, O Thou almighty King; Here we present the solemn vow And hymns of praise we sing. While in Thy house we kneel, With trust and holy fear, Thy mercy and Thy truth reveal, And lend a gracious ear. Lord, teach our hearts to pray, And tune our lips to sing, Nor from Thy presence cast away, The sacrifice we bring.

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Mazmur 130:1

• [Mzm 130:1] From Deep Distress And Troubled Thoughts

  From deep distress and troubled thoughts To Thee, my God, I raised my cries; If Thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before Thine eyes. But Thou hast built Thy throne of grace Free to dispense Thy pardons there, That sinners may approach Thy face, And hope and love, as well as fear. As the benighted pilgrims wait And long, and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before Thy gate; When will my God His face display? My trust is fixed upon Thy Word, Nor shall I trust Thy Word in vain; Let mourning souls address the Lord And find relief from all their pain. Great is His love, and large His grace, Through the redemption of His Son; He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From Depths Of Woe I Raise To Thee

  From depths of woe I raise to Thee The voice of lamentation; Lord, turn a gracious ear to me And hear my supplication; If Thou iniquities dost mark, Our secret sins and misdeeds dark, O who shall stand before Thee? To wash away the crimson stain, Grace, grace alone availeth; Our works, alas! are all in vain; In much the best life faileth: No man can glory in Thy sight, All must alike confess Thy might, And live alone by mercy. Therefore my trust is in the Lord, And not in mine own merit; On Him my soul shall rest, His Word Upholds my fainting spirit: His promised mercy is my fort, My comfort, and my sweet support; I wait for it with patience. What though I wait the livelong night, And till the dawn appeareth, My heart still trusteth in His might; It doubteth not nor feareth: Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed, Ye of the Spirit born indeed; And wait till God appeareth. Though great our sins and sore our woes, His grace much more aboundeth; His helping love no limit knows, Our utmost need it soundeth. Our Shepherd good and true is He, Who will at last His Israel free. From all their sin and sorrow.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From Out The Depths I Cry, O Lord

  From out the depths I cry, O Lord, to Thee, Lord, hear my call. I love Thee, Lord, for Thou dost heed my plea, Forgiving all. If Thou dost mark our sins, who then shall stand? But grace and mercy dwell at Thy right hand. I wait for God, the Lord, and on His Word My hope relies; My soul still waits and looks unto the Lord Till light arise. I look for Him to drive away my night, Yea, more than watchmen look for morning light. Hope in the Lord, ye waiting saints, and He Will well provide; For mercy and redemption full and free With Him abide. From sin and evil, mighty though they seem, His arm almighty will His saints redeem.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From The Depths Do I Invoke Thee

  From the depths do I invoke Thee, Lord, to me incline Thine ear; To my voice be Thou attentive, And my supplications hear. Lord, if Thou shouldst mark transgressions, In Thy presence who shall stand? But with Thee there is forgiveness, That Thy Name may fear command. For Jehovah I am waiting And my hope is in His Word; In His Word of promise given, Yea, my soul waits for the Lord. For the Lord my soul is waiting More than watchers in the night; More than they for morning watching, Watching for the morning light. Hope in God, ye waiting people, Mercies great in Him abound; With the Lord a full redemption From the guilt of sin is found.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From The Depths My Prayer Ascendeth

  From the depths my prayer ascendeth Unto God on high; Hear, O Lord, my supplication And my cry. None can stand unscathed and blameless In Thy judgment just, But the contrite in Thy mercy Humbly trust. Lord, my hope is in Thy promise, And I wait for Thee More than they who watch for morning, Light to see. With the Lord is tender mercy, And redeeming love; Israel, look for full salvation From above.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Lord, From The Depths To Thee I Cried

  Lord, from the depths to Thee I cried: My voice, Lord, do Thou hear; Unto my supplication’s voice Give an attentive ear. Lord, who shall stand, if Thou, O Lord, Shouldst mark iniquity? But yet with Thee forgiveness is, That feared Thou mayest be. I wait for God, my soul doth wait; My hope is in His Word. More than they that for morning watch, My soul waits for the Lord. I say, more than they that do watch The morning light to see. Let Israel hope in the Lord, For with Him mercies be. Redemption also plenteous Is ever found with Him; And from all his iniquities He Israel shall redeem.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of My Bondage, Sorrow, And Night

  Out of my bondage, sorrow, and night, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into Thy freedom, gladness, and light, Jesus, I come to Thee; Out of my sickness, into Thy health, Out of my want and into Thy wealth, Out of my sin and into Thyself, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of my shameful failure and loss, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into the glorious gain of Thy cross, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of earth’s sorrows into Thy balm, Out of life’s storms and into Thy calm, Out of distress to jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of unrest and arrogant pride, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into Thy blessèd will to abide, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of myself to dwell in Thy love, Out of despair into raptures above, Upward for aye on wings like a dove, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of the fear and dread of the tomb, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into the joy and light of Thy throne, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of the depths of ruin untold, Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold, Ever Thy glorious face to behold, Jesus, I come to Thee.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of The Deep I Call

  Out of the deep I call, To Thee, O Lord, to Thee, Before Thy throne of grace I fall; Be merciful to me. Out of the deep I cry, The woeful deep of sin, Of evil done in days gone by, Of evil now within. Out of the deep of fear And dread of coming shame; All night till morning watch is near I plead the precious Name. Lord, there is mercy now, As ever was, with Thee, Before Thy throne of grace I bow; Be merciful to me.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of The Deeps Of Long Distress

  Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek Thy grace, My groans to move Thine ear. Great God, should Thy severer eye, And Thine impartial hand, Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. But there are pardons with my God For crimes of high degree; Thy Son has bought them with His blood, To draw us near to Thee. I wait for Thy salvation, Lord, With strong desires I wait; My soul, invited by Thy Word, Stands watching at Thy gate. Just as the guards that keep the night Long for the morning skies, Watch the first beams of breaking light, And meet them with their eyes; So waits my soul to see Thy grace, And, more intent than they, Meets the first openings of Thy face, And finds a brighter day. Then in the Lord let Israel trust, Let Israel seek His face; The Lord is good as well as just, And plenteous is His grace. There’s full redemption at His throne For sinners long enslaved; The great Redeemer is His Son, And Israel shall be saved.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of The Depths To Thee I Cry

  Out of the depths to Thee I cry, Whose fainting footsteps trod The paths of our humanity, Incarnate Son of God! Thou Man of grief, who once apart Didst all our sorrows bear, The trembling hand, the fainting heart The agony, and prayer! Is this the consecrated dower, Thy chosen ones obtain, To know Thy resurrection power Through fellowship of pain? Then, O my soul, in silence wait; Faint not, O faltering feet; Press onward to that blest estate, In righteousness complete. Let faith transcend the passing hour, The transient pain and strife, Upraised by an immortal power, The power of endless life.

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• [Mzm 130:1] When In The Hour Of Utmost Need

  When in the hour of utmost need We know not where to look for aid, When days and nights of anxious thought Nor help nor counsel yet have brought. Then this our comfort is alone, That we may meet before Thy throne, And cry, O faithful God, to Thee For rescue from our misery. That so with all our hearts we may Once more our glad thanksgivings pay, And walk obedient to Thy Word, And now and ever praise the Lord.

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