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Mazmur 106:9

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Mazmur 40:2

• [Mzm 40:2] Firm On The Rock I Stand

  Firm on the Rock I stand, Jesus, my Lord, Held by Thy mighty hand, Jesus, my Lord. Filled with Thy love divine, O what a joy is mine! I am a child of Thine, Jesus, my Lord. Refrain Jesus, my Lord, Jesus, my Lord, I am a child of Thine, Jesus, my Lord. Thou art my constant Guest, Jesus, my Lord; Safe in Thy fold I rest, Jesus, my Lord. What though a cross I bear? Bright is the pearl I wear, Life in Thy life I share, Jesus, my Lord. Refrain Soon o’er the swelling tide, Jesus, my Lord, Home on the other side, Jesus, my Lord, I shall awake with Thee, Thine through eternity, Thou that hast died for me, Jesus, my Lord. Refrain

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• [Mzm 40:2] He Brought Me Out

  My heart was distressed ’neath Jehovah’s dread frown, And low in the pit where my sins dragged me down; I cried to the Lord from the deep miry clay, Who tenderly brought me out to golden day. Refrain He brought me out of the miry clay, He set my feet on the Rock to stay; He puts a song in my soul today, A song of praise, hallelujah! He placed me upon the strong Rock by His side, My steps were established and here I’ll abide; No danger of falling while here I remain, But stand by His grace until the crown I gain. Refrain He gave me a song, ’twas a new song of praise; By day and by night its sweet notes I will raise; My heart’s overflowing, I’m happy and free. I’ll praise my Redeemer, who has rescued me. Refrain I’ll sing of His wonderful mercy to me, I’ll praise Him till all men His goodness shall see; I’ll sing of salvation at home and abroad, Till many shall hear the truth and trust in God. Refrain

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• [Mzm 40:2] He Took My Feet From The Miry Clay

  He took my feet from the miry clay, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! And placed them on the rock to stay, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! Refrain I can tell the world about this, I can tell the nations I’m blest, Tell them that Jesus made me whole, And He brought joy, joy to my soul! O my Lord did just what He said, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! He healed the sick and He raised the dead, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! Refrain O Jesus washed my sins away, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! And made me happy all the day, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! Refrain He died on the cross to save my soul, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! He ransomed me and made me whole, Yes, He did! Yes, He did! Refrain

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Mazmur 89:14

• [Mzm 89:14] Almighty God, Thy Lofty Throne

  Almighty God, Thy lofty throne Has justice for its cornerstone, And shining bright before Thy face Are truth and love and boundless grace. With blessing is the nation crowned Whose people know the joyful sound; They in the light, O Lord, shall live, The light Thy face and favor give. Thy Name with gladness they confess, Exalted in Thy righteousness; Their fame and might to Thee belong, For in Thy favor they are strong. All glory unto God we yield, Jehovah is our Help and Shield; All praise and honor will we bring To Israel’s Holy One, our King.

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• [Mzm 89:14] Trembling Before Thine Awful Throne

  Trembling before Thine awful throne, O Lord, in dust my sins I own; Justice and mercy for my life Contend; O smile, and heal the strife. The Savior smiles; upon my soul New tides of hope tumultuous roll; His voice proclaims my pardon found, Seraphic transport wings the sound. Earth has a joy unknown to Heaven, The newborn peace of sins forgiven; Tears of such pure and deep delight, Ye angels, never dimmed your sight. Ye saw, of old, on chaos rise The beauteous pillars of the skies; Ye know where Morn exulting springs, And Evening folds her drooping wings. Bright heralds of the eternal Will, Abroad His errands ye fulfill; Or, throned in floods of beamy day, Symphonious in His presence play. Loud is the song, the heavenly plain Is shaken with the choral strain; And dying echoes, floating far, Draw music from each chiming star. But I amid your choirs shall shine, And all your knowledge shall be mine: Ye on your harps must lean to hear A secret chord that mine will bear.

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  source: Cyberhymnal