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Mazmur 17:1

• [Mzm 17:1] Lord, Hear The Right

  Lord, hear the right, regard my cry, My prayer from lips sincere, Send Thine approval from on high, My righteousness make clear. Thou in the night my heart hast tried, Nor found it turned from Thee aside. With steadfast courage I design No wrong to speak or do; Thy path of life I choose for mine And walk with purpose true. For help, O God, I cry to Thee, Assured that Thou wilt answer me. O Thou that ever savest those Whose trust on Thee is stayed, Preserving them from all their foes By Thine almighty aid, Let me Thy lovingkindness see, Thy wondrous mercy, full and free. O guard me well as one would guard The apple of the eye; While deadly foes are pressing hard, To Thee, to Thee I cry; Do Thou my rest and refuge be, O let Thy wings o’ershadow me. Mine enemy, grown strong in pride, Would take my life away, A lion lurking by my side, Most greedy for his prey. Confront and cast him down, O Lord, From evil save me by Thy sword. Defend me from the men of pride, Whose portion is below, Who, with life’s treasures satisfied, No better portion know; They, with earth’s joys and wealth content, Must leave them all when life is spent. When I in righteousness at last Thy glorious face shall see, When all the weary night is past, And I awake with Thee To view the glories that abide, Then, then I shall be satisfied.

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• [Mzm 17:1] Sweet Savior! In Thy Pitying Grace

  Sweet Savior! in Thy pitying grace Thy sweetness to our souls impart; Thou only Lover of our race Give healing to the wounded heart; Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry, And save us, Jesu! lest we die. Long-suffering Jesu! hear our prayer Who weep before Thee in our shame; We have no hope but Thee; O spare, Lord, spare us from th’undying flame; Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry, And save us, Jesu! lest we die. All we have broken Thy command; Lord, help us for Thy mercies’ sake; Deliver us from Satan’s hand, And safely to Thy kingdom take; Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry, And save us, Jesu! lest we die. We flee for refuge to Thy love, Salvation of the helpless soul; Pour down Thy radiance from above, And make these sin-worn spirits whole: Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry, And save us, Jesu! lest we die.

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Mazmur 51:10

• [Mzm 51:10] Clean Heart, A

  One thing I of the Lord desire, For all my path hath miry been, Be it by water or by fire, O make me clean, O make me clean. Refrain Wash me, Thou, without, within, Or purge with fire, if that must be, Anyhow, if only sin Die out in me, die out, die out in me. If clearer vision Thou impart, Grateful and glad my soul shall be; But yet to have a purer heart Is more to me, is more to me. Refrain Yea, only as this heart is clean May larger vision yet be mine, For mirrored in its depths are seen The things divine, the things divine. Refrain I watch to shun the miry way, And stanch the springs of guilty thought, But, watch and struggle as I may, Pure I am not, pure I am not. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:10] Gracious God, My Heart Renew

  Gracious God, my heart renew, Make my spirit right and true; Cast me not away from Thee, Let Thy Spirit dwell in me; Thy salvation’s joy impart, Steadfast make my willing heart. Sinners then shall learn from me And return, O God, to Thee; Savior, all my guilt remove, And my tongue shall sing Thy love; Touch my silent lips, O Lord, And my mouth shall praise accord. Not the formal sacrifice Has acceptance in Thine eyes; Broken hearts are in Thy sight More than sacrificial rite; Contrite spirit, pleading cries, Thou, O God, will not despise. Prosper Zion in Thy grace And her broken walls replace: Then our righteous sacrifice Shall delight Thy holy eyes; Free-will offerings, gladly made, On Thine altar shall be laid.

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• [Mzm 51:10] How Helpless Guilty Nature Lies

  How helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of its load! The heart, unchanged, can never rise To happiness and God. Can aught, beneath a power divine, The stubborn will subdue? ’Tis Thine, almighty Spirit! Thine, To form the heart anew. ’Tis Thine, the passions to recall, And upward bid them rise; To make the scales of error fall From reason’s darkened eyes; To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live; A beam of Heaven, a vital ray, ’Tis Thine alone to give. O change these wretched hearts of ours, And give them life divine; Then shall our passions and our powers Almighty Lord! be Thine.

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• [Mzm 51:10] More Like The Master

  More like the Master I would ever be, More of His meekness, more humility; More zeal to labor, more courage to be true, More consecration for work He bids me do. Refrain Take Thou my heart, I would be Thine alone; Take Thou my heart, and make it all Thine own. Purge me from sin, O Lord, I now implore, Wash me and keep me Thine forevermore. More like the Master is my daily prayer; More strength to carry crosses I must bear; More earnest effort to bring His kingdom in; More of His Spirit, the wanderer to win. Refrain More like the Master I would live and grow; More of His love to others I would show; More self denial, like His in Galilee, More like the Master I long to ever be. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:10] O God, The God That Saveth Me

  O God, the God that saveth me, Remove my guilty stains, And I will sing Thy righteousness In grateful, joyous praise. O Lord, now open Thou my lips, Long closed by sin and shame; My mouth shall show before the world The glory of Thy Name. No sacrifice dost Thou desire, Else would I give it Thee; Nor with appointed offerings Wilt Thou delighted be. A broken spirit is to God A pleasing sacrifice; A broken and a contrite heart Thou, Lord, will not despise. Do good to Zion in Thy grace, Her ruined walls restore; Then sacrifice of righteousness Shall please Thee as of yore. Thy people then, with willing hands And hearts that Thou hast blest, Shall bring in thankful sacrifice Their choicest gifts and best.

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• [Mzm 51:10] O Thou That Hear’st When Sinners Cry

  O Thou that hear’st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before Thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem’ry from Thy book. Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin: Let Thy good Spirit ne’er depart, Nor hide Thy presence from my heart. I cannot live without Thy light Cast out and banished from Thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford; And let a wretch come near Thy throne, To plead the merits of Thy Son. A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne’er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns Thy dreadful sentence just: Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemned to die. Then will I teach the world Thy ways; Sinners shall learn Thy sovereign grace; I’ll lead them to my Savior’s blood, And they shall praise a pard’ning God. O may Thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness.

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• [Mzm 51:10] Purer Yet And Purer

  Purer yet and purer, I would be in mind, Dearer yet and dearer, every duty find; Hoping still, and trusting God without a fear, Patiently believing He will make all clear. Calmer yet and calmer, in the hour of pain, Surer yet and surer, peace at last to gain; Suffering still and doing, to His will resigned, And to joy subduing heart and will and mind. Higher yet and higher, out of clouds and sight, Nearer yet and nearer, rising to the Light; Light serene and holy, where my soul may rest, Purified and holy, sanctified and blessed. Swifter yet and swifter, ever onward run, Firmer yet and firmer, step as I go on; Oft these earnest longings swell within my breast, Yet their inner meaning ne’er can be expressed.

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• [Mzm 51:10] Pure Within

  Lord, on Thee my strength relies, O, hear me when I call; Up to Thee I lift mine eyes, My Life, my Help, my All. Refrain Source of comfort, Spring of grace, Cleanse my heart from every sin, Now reveal Thy smiling face, And make me pure within. Rock on which my soul would rest, From storm and tempest wild, Gently pillowed on Thy breast, Protect Thy weary child. Refrain Let Thy Spirit be my Guide, To endless joys above; Grant I may never turn aside, Or once forget Thy love. Refrain Soon my bark will speed its flight, To yonder portals fair, Soon’t will reach the haven bright, And drop its anchor there. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:10] Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, Alone

  Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, alone, Can turn our hearts from sin; His power alone can sanctify And keep us pure within. Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, alone Can deeper love inspire; His power alone within our souls Can light the sacred fire. Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, can bring The gifts we seek in prayer; His voice can words of comfort speak, And still each wave of care. Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, can give The grace we need this hour; And while we wait, O Spirit, come In sanctifying power.

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• [Mzm 51:10] With Hearts Renewed

  With hearts renewed, and cleansed from guilt of sin, Send we our voices pealing to the skies; Let a pure conscience echo joy within, And all our powers in emulation rise: To Father, Son and Holy Spirit’s praise, Three Whom One Essence joins, one anthem here we raise. Maker of all, the Father uncreate, Of Him from everlasting born, the Son, And the blest Spirit of co-equal state From Both proceeding, are of substance One: So in this Trinity the Persons three One perfect Being are, one God, one Majesty. Yet, none the less, each Person of the Trine God, in His attributes distinct, we own; Vainly would reason grasp the things divine, Man can but bend adoring at God’s throne: O may the Father, Son and Spirit be Our help in time of need, our joy eternally.

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Mazmur 62:7

• [Mzm 62:7] Blessed Lord, In Thee Is Refuge

  Blessèd Lord, in Thee is refuge, Safety for my trembling soul; Pow’r to lift my head when drooping ’Midst the angry billows’ roll. I will trust Thee, I will trust Thee, I will trust Thee; All my life Thou shalt control; All my life Thou shalt control. In the past, too, unbelieving, ’Midst the tempest I have been, And my heart has slowly trusted What my eyes have never seen. Blessèd Jesus, blessèd Jesus, blessèd Jesus, Teach me on Thine arm to lean; Teach me on Thine arm to lean. O, for trust that brings the triumph When defeat seems strangely near; O, for faith that changes fighting Into vict’ry’s ringing cheer! Faith triumphant, faith triumphant, faith triumphant, Knowing not defeat nor fear; Knowing not defeat nor fear. Faith triumphant— blessèd victory! Every barrier swept away. Heaven descending, joy and fullness, Dawn of everlasting day! Jesus only, Jesus only, Jesus only, Him to love and Him obey; Him to love and Him obey.

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• [Mzm 62:7] Blessèd Rock

  ’Mid the wild and fearful blast, I have reached the Rock at last; Helpless, weak and sore dismayed, To the cross I’ll cling for aid. Refrain Blessèd “Rock,” whose love divine, Fills with joy this heart of mine; Cross of Him who died for me, Evermore I’ll cling to Thee. Wrecked by sin, by tempest tossed, Compass, chart and anchor lost; He whose power alone can save, Lulls the wind and stills the wave. Refrain Rock, that hides my trembling soul From the storms that darkly roll; While beneath the surges dash, Thunders roar, and lightnings flash. Refrain When beyond the vale of night I shall soar to realms of light; When mine eyes behold the King, Heart and soul and tongue shall sing. Refrain

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Mazmur 88:10

• [Mzm 88:10] Shall Man, O God Of Light And Life

  Shall man, O God of light and life, Forever molder in the grave? Canst Thou forget Thy glorious work, Thy promise, and Thy power to save? But in those silent realms of night, Shall peace and hope no more arise? No future morning light the tomb, Nor daystar gild the darksome skies? Cease, cease, ye vain, desponding fears: When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led, And Heaven with praise and wonder rang. Faith sees the bright, eternal doors Unfold, to make His children way; They shall be clothed with endless life, And shine in everlasting day.

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