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Mazmur 54:2

• [Mzm 54:2] Father, Hear The Prayer We Offer

  Father, hear the prayer we offer: Nor for ease that prayer shall be, But for strength, that we may ever Live our lives courageously. Not forever in green pastures Do we ask our way to be, But the steep and rugged pathway May we tread rejoicingly. Not forever by still waters Would we idly, quiet stay; But would smite the living fountains From the rocks along our way. Be our strength in hours of weakness, In our wanderings be our Guide; Through endeavor, failure, danger, Father, be Thou at our side. Let our path be bright or dreary, Storm or sunshine be our share; May our souls in hope unweary Make Thy work our ceaseless prayer.

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• [Mzm 54:2] Hear Us, Heav’nly Father

  Hear us, Heav’nly Father, Thou Whose gentle care Tends the young and feeble, Hear our simple prayer! Hear our prayer! Father, hear! Pardon our offenses, Guard us from all ill; Make us, like true children, Love Thy holy will. Hear our prayer! Father, hear! Let not sin beguile us From Thy paths to stay; But with Thy great mercy Keep us night and day. Hear our prayer! Father, hear!
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• [Mzm 54:2] Jesus, Savior, We Implore Thee

  Jesus, Savior, we implore Thee, Hear Thy children now before Thee, For Thy goodness we adore Thee, Still our hearts in safety keep. While Thy mercy we are pleading, Thou in Heav’n art interceding; Lead us where Thy flocks are feeding, Gentle Shepherd, lead Thy sheep. Meekly now Thy Word receiving, In Thy precious Name believing, Earthly pleasures gladly leaving, Help us, Lord, to follow Thee. Hoping, trusting, ne’er repining, All to Thee by faith resigning, In Thy gracious arms reclining, Thy disciples we would be. In our weakness, Lord, befriend us, From the tempter’s power defend us, May the shining ones attend us When we wake, and when we sleep. Peaceful in Thy strength abiding, Joyful in Thy love confiding; Where the living streams are gliding, Blessèd Savior, lead Thy sheep.

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Mazmur 66:19

• [Mzm 66:19] God From On High Hath Heard

  God from on high hath heard; Let sighs and sorrows cease; Lo! from the opening Heav’n descends To man the promised Peace. Hark! through the silent night Angelic voices swell; Their joyful songs proclaim that “God Is born on earth to dwell.” See how the shepherd band Speed on with eager feet; Come to the hallowed cave with them The Holy Babe to greet. But, oh, what sight appears Within that lowly door! A manger, stall, and swaddling clothes, A Child and mother poor! Art Thou the Christ? the Son? The Father’s image bright? And see we Him Whose arm upholds Earth and the starry height? Yea, faith can pierce the cloud Which veils Thy glory now; We hail Thee, God, before Whose throne The angels prostrate bow. A silent Teacher, Lord, Thou bidd’st us not refuse To bear what flesh would have us shun, To shun what flesh would choose. Our sinful pride to cure With that pure love of Thine, O be Thou born within our hearts, Most Holy Child divine.

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• [Mzm 66:19] My God, Is Any Hour So Sweet

  My God, is any hour so sweet From blush of morn to evening star, As that which calls me to Thy feet— The hour of prayer? Blest is that tranquil hour of morn, And blest that hour of solemn eve, When, on the wings of prayer upborne, The world I leave. Then is my strength by Thee renewed; Then are my sins by Thee forgiv’n; Then dost Thou cheer my solitude With hopes of Heav’n. No words can tell what sweet relief There for my every want I find, What strength for warfare, balm for grief, What peace of mind. Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear; My spirit seems in Heav’n to stay; And e’en the penitential tear Is wiped away. Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore, No privilege so dear shall be As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to Thee.

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Mazmur 78:1

• [Mzm 78:1] Let Children Hear The Mighty Deeds

  Let children hear the mighty deeds Which God performed of old; Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. He bids us make His glories known, His works of power and grace; And we’ll convey His wonders down Through every rising race. Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs; That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. Thus shall they learn in God alone Their hope securely stands, That they may ne’er forget His works, But practice His commands.

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• [Mzm 78:1] My People, Give Ear

  My people, give ear, attend to My Word, In parables new deep truths shall be heard; The wonderful story our fathers made known To children succeeding by us must be shown. Instructing our sons we gladly record The praises, the works, the might of the Lord, For He hath commanded that what He hath done Be passed in tradition from father to son. Let children thus learn from history’s light To hope in our God and walk in His sight, The God of their fathers to fear and obey, And ne’er like their fathers to turn from His way. The story be told, to warn and restrain, Of hearts that were hard, rebellious, and vain, Of soldiers who faltered when battle was near, Who kept not God’s cov’nant nor walked in His fear. God’s wonderful works to them He had shown, His marvelous deeds their fathers had known; He made for their pathway the waters divide, His glorious pillar of cloud was their guide. He gave them to drink, relieving their thirst, And forth from the rock caused water to burst; Yet faithless they tempted their God, and they said, Can He Who gave water supply us with bread? Jehovah was wroth because they forgot To hope in their God, and trusted Him not; Yet gracious, He opened the doors of the sky And rained down the manna in richest supply. With bread from on high their need He supplied, And more did He do when thankless they sighed; The strong winds commanding from south and from east He sent them abundance of quail for their feast. Though well they were filled, their folly they chose; Till God in His wrath o’erwhelmed them with woes; He slew of their strongest and smote their young men, But still unbelieving they sinned even then. Because of their sin He smote with His rod, And then they returned and sought for their God; Their Rock and Redeemer was God the Most high, Yet false were their praises, their promise a lie. Not right with their God in heart and in will, They faithlessly broke His covenant still; But He, in compassion, reluctant to slay, Forgave them and oft turned His anger away. His pity was great, though often they sinned, For they were but flesh, a swift passing wind; Yet though His compassion and grace they beheld, They tempted and grieved Him and often rebelled. They limited God, the Most Holy One, And hindered the work His grace had begun; The hand that was mighty to save they forgot, The day of redemption remembering not. Ungrateful and blind, no longer they thought Of wonders and signs and mighty deeds wrought, Of how all the rivers of Egypt ran red, And plagues in God’s anger were heaped on their head. They thought not of how, their freedom to gain, In Egypt’s abodes the first born were slain, And how all God’s people were led forth like sheep, The flock He delighted in safety to keep. Unharmed through the sea, where perished their foe, He caused them with ease and safety to go; His holy land gaining, in peace they were brought To dwell in the mountain the Lord’s hand had bought. He gave them the land, a heritage fair; The nations that dwelt in wickedness there He drove out before them with great overthrow And gave to His people the tents of the foe. Again they rebelled and tempted the Lord, Unfaithful, they turned to idols abhorred, And God in His anger withdrew from them then, No longer delighting to dwell among men. He gave them to death in battle, although His glory and strength were scorned by the foe; Their young men were fallen, their maidens unwed, Their priest slain in battle, none wept for the dead. Then mercy awoke, the Lord in His might Returned, and the foes were scattered in flight; Again to His people His favor He showed And chose in Mount Zion to fix His abode. His servant He called, a shepherd of sheep, From tending his flock, the people to keep; So David their shepherd with wisdom and might Protected and fed them and led them aright.

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• [Mzm 78:1] O Come, My People, To My Law

  O come, My people, to my Law, Attentively give ear; With willing heart and teachable The words of wisdom hear. My mouth shall speak in parables Of hidden truths of old, Which, handed down form age to age, To us our fathers told. We will not from their children hide Jehovah’s worthy praise, But tell the greatness of His strength, His wondrous works and ways. A testimony and a law The Lord our God decreed, And bade our fathers teach their sons, That they His ways might heed. He willed that each succeeding race His deeds might learn and know, And children’s children to their sons Might all these wonders show. Let children learn God’s righteous ways And on Him stay their heart, That they may not forget His works, Nor from His ways depart.

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Mazmur 107:1

• [Mzm 107:1] O Lord, Our Father, Thanks To Thee

  Lord, our Father, thanks to Thee In this new year we render, For every evil had to flee Before Thee, our Defender. Our life was nourished, we were fed With rich supplies of daily bread, And peace reigned in our borders. Lord Jesus Christ, our thanks to Thee In this new year we render; Thy reign hath kept Thy people free, Hath shown Thy mercies tender. Thou hast redeemed us with Thy blood, Thou art our Joy, our only Good, In life and death our Savior. Lord Holy Ghost, our thanks to Thee In this new year we render, For Thou hast led our eyes to see Thy truth in all its splendor And thus enkindled from above Within our hearts true faith and love And other Christian virtues. Our faithful God, we cry to Thee: Still bless us with Thy favor, Blot out all our iniquity, And hide our sins forever. Grant us a happy, good new year And, when the hour of death draws near, A peaceful, blest departure.

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• [Mzm 107:1] O Praise The Lord, For He Is Good

  O praise the Lord, for He is good, His mercies still endure; Thus let His ransomed testify, From all their foes secure. He has redeemed His captive saints From adversaries’ hands, Has gathered them and brought them back In peace from hostile lands. They wandered in the wilderness, By want and hunger pressed; In trouble when they cried to God, He saved their souls distressed. He made the way before them plain, Himself became their Guide; He brought them to a city strong Wherein they might abide. O praise the Lord, ye sons of men, For all His goodness shown; O praise Him for the wondrous works To you He has made known. The longing soul that turns to Him He fully satisfies; He fills with good each hungering one That for His mercy cries.

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• [Mzm 107:1] Praise The Lord, For He Is Good

  Praise the Lord, for He is good, For His mercies ever sure From eternity have stood, To eternity endure. Let His ransomed people raise Songs to their Redeemer’s praise. From captivity released, From the south and from the north, From the west and from the east, In His love He brought them forth, Ransomed out of every land From the adversary’s hand. Wandering in the wilderness, Far they roamed the desert way, Found not settled dwelling place Where in peace secure to stay, Till with thirst and hunger pressed Courage sank within their breast. To Jehovah then they cried In their trouble, and He saved; He Himself became their Guide, Led them to the rest they craved By a pathway straight and sure, To a city strong, secure. Sons of men, awake to praise God the Lord who reigns above, Gracious in His works and ways, Wondrous in redeeming love; Let them all thank offerings bring, Celebrate His deeds and sing.

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• [Mzm 107:1] Thank And Praise Jehovah’s Name

  Thank and Praise Jehovah’s Name; For His mercies, firm and sure, From eternity the same To eternity endure. Let the ransomed thus rejoice, Gathered out of every land, As the people of His choice, Plucked from the destroyer’s hand. Let the elders praise the Lord, Him let all the people praise, When they meet with one accord, In His courts on holy days. Praise Him, ye who know His love; Praise Him from the depths beneath; Praise Him in the heights above; Praise your Maker all that breathe. For His truth and mercy stand, Past, and present, and to be, Like the years of His right hand— Like His own eternity.

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