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Mazmur 32:1-11

• [Mzm 32:1] Blest Is The Man, Forever Blest

  Blest is the man, forever blest, Whose guilt is pardoned by his God; Whose sins with sorrow are confessed, And covered with his Savior’s blood. Blest is the man to whom the Lord Imputes not his iniquities; He pleads no merit of reward, And not on works, but grace relies. From guile his heart and lips are free; His humble joy, his holy fear, With deep repentance well agree, And join to prove his faith sincere. How glorious is that righteousness That hides and cancels all his sins, While a bright evidence of grace Through his whole life appears and shines!

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• [Mzm 32:1] How Blest Is He Whose Trespass

  How blest is he whose trespass Hath freely been forgiv’n, Whose sin is wholly covered Before the sight of Heav’n. But he to whom Jehovah Will not impute his sin, Who has a guileless spirit, Whose heart is true within. While I kept guilty silence My strength was spent with grief; Thy hand was heavy on me, My soul found no relief; But when I owned my trespass, My sin hid not from Thee, When I confessed transgression, Then Thou forgavest me. So let the godly seek Thee In times when Thou art near; No whelming floods shall reach them, Nor cause their hearts to fear. In Thee, O Lord, I hide me, Thou savest me from ill, And songs of Thy salvation My heart with rapture thrill. I graciously will teach thee The way that thou shalt go, And with Mine eye upon thee My counsel make thee know. But be ye not unruly, Or slow to understand, Be not perverse, but willing To heed My wise command. The sorrows of the wicked In number shall abound, But those that trust Jehovah, His mercy shall surround. Then in the Lord be joyful, In song lift up your voice; Be glad in God, ye righteous, Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice.

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• [Mzm 32:1] O Blessèd Souls Are They

  O blessèd souls are they Whose sins are covered o’er; Divinely blessed, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more. They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care; Their lips and lives without deceit Shall prove their faith sincere. While I concealed my guilt, I felt the painful wound, Till I confessed my sins to Thee, And ready pardon found. Let sinners learn to pray, Let saints keep near the throne; Our help in times of deep distress Is found in God alone.

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• [Mzm 32:2] Happy The Man To Whom His God

  Happy the man to whom his God No more imputes his sin, But, washed in the Redeemer’s blood, Hath made his garments clean! Happy beyond expression he Whose debts are thus discharged; And from the guilty bondage free, He feels his soul enlarged. His spirit hates deceit and lies, His words are all sincere; He guards his heart, he guards his eyes, To keep his conscience clear. While I my inward guilt suppressed, No quiet I could find; Thy wrath lay burning in my breast, And racked my tortured mind. Then I confessed my troubled thoughts, My secret sins revealed; Thy pardoning grace forgave my faults, Thy grace my pardon sealed. This shall invite Thy saints to pray; When like a raging flood Temptations rise, our strength and stay Is a forgiving God.

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• [Mzm 32:3] While I Keep Silence, And Conceal

  While I keep silence, and conceal My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my conscience feel! What agonies of inward smart! I spread my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess; Thy Gospel speaks a pardoning word, Thine Holy Spirit seals the grace. For this shall every humble soul Make swift addresses to Thy seat; When floods of huge temptations roll, There shall they find a blest retreat. How safe beneath Thy wings I lie, When days grow dark and storms appear; And when I walk, Thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from every snare.

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• [Mzm 32:5] I Know God’s Promise Is True

  For God so loved this sinful world, His Son He freely gave, That whosoever would believe Eternal life should have. Refrain ’Tis true, O yes, ’tis true, God’s wonderful promise is true; For I’ve trusted, and tested, and tried it, And I know God’s promise is true. I was a wayward, wand’ring child, A slave to sin and fear, Until this blessèd promise fell Like music on my ear. Refrain The “whosoever” of the Lord, I trusted was for me, I took Him at His gracious word; From sin He set me free. Refrain Eternal life, begun below, Now fills my heart and soul. I’ll sing His praise forevermore Who has redeemed my soul. Refrain

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• [Mzm 32:7] Dark Is The Night

  Dark is the night, and cold the wind is blowing, Nearer and nearer comes the breakers’ roar; Where shall I go, or whither fly for refuge? Hide me, my Father, till the storm is o’er. Refrain With His loving hand to guide, let the clouds above me roll, And the billows in their fury dash around me. I can brave the wildest storm, with His glory in my soul, I can sing amidst the tempest—Praise the Lord! Dark is the night, but cheering is the promise, He will go with me o’er the troubled wave; Safe He will lead me through the pathless waters, Jesus, the mighty One, and strong to save. Refrain Dark is the night, but lo! the day is breaking, Onward my bark, unfurl thy every sail, Now at the helm I see my Father standing, Soon will my anchor drop within the veil. Refrain

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• [Mzm 32:7] Hide Thou Me

  In Thy cleft, O Rock of Ages, hide Thou me! When the fitful tempest rages, hide Thou me! Where no mortal arm can sever From my heart Thy love forever, Hide me, O Thou Rock of Ages, safe in Thee! From the snare of sinful pleasure, hide Thou me! Thou, my soul’s eternal Treasure, hide Thou me! When the world its power is wielding, And my heart is almost yielding, Hide me, O Thou Rock of Ages, safe in Thee! In the lonely night of sorrow, hide Thou me! Till in glory dawns the morrow, hide Thou me! When we’re nearing Jordan’s billow, Let Thy bosom be my pillow; Hide me, O Thou Rock of Ages, safe in Thee!

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• [Mzm 32:7] Thou Art My Hiding Place, O Lord

  Thou art my hiding place, O Lord, In Thee I put my trust; Encouraged by Thy holy Word, A feeble child of dust; I have no argument beside, I urge no other plea; And ’tis enough my Savior died, My Savior died for me. When storms of fierce temptation beat, And furious foes assail, My refuge is the mercy seat, My hope within the veil. From strife of tongues and bitter words My spirit flies to Thee: Joy to my heart the thought affords, My Savior died for me. ’Mid trials heavy to the be borne, When mortal strength is vain, A heart with grief and anguish torn, A body racked with pain, Ah! what could the sufferer rest, Bid every murmur flee, But this, the witness in my breast That Jesus died for me? And when Thine awful voice commands This body to decay, And life, in its last lingering sands, Is ebbing fast away, Then, though it be in accents weak, And faint and tremblingly, O give me strength in death to speak, “My Savior died for me.”

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• [Mzm 32:8] Father In Heaven, Who Lovest All

  Father in Heaven, who lovest all, O help Thy children when they call, That they may build from age to age An undefiled heritage. Teach us to bear the yoke in youth, With steadfastness and careful truth, That, in our time, Thy grace may give The truth whereby the nations live. Teach us to rule ourselves alway, Controlled and cleanly night and day, That we may bring, if need arise, No maimed or worthless sacrifice. Teach us to look in all our ends, On Thee for Judge, and not our friends, That we, with Thee, may walk uncowed By fear or favor of the crowd. Teach us the strength that cannot seek, By deed or thought, to hurt the weak, That, under Thee, we may possess Man’s strength to comfort man’s distress. Teach us delight in simple things, And mirth that has no bitter springs, Forgiveness free of evil done, And love to all men ’neath the sun.

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• [Mzm 32:8] Precious Promise

  Precious promise God has given To the weary passerby, On the way from earth to Heaven, “I will guide thee with Mine eye.” Refrain I will guide thee, I will guide thee, I will guide thee with Mine eye On the way from earth to Heaven, I will guide thee with Mine eye. When temptations almost win thee And thy trusted watchers fly, Let this promise ring within thee, “I will guide thee with Mine eye.” Refrain When thy secret hopes have perished In the grave of years gone by, Let this promise still be cherished, “I will guide thee with Mine eye.” Refrain When the shades of life are falling And the hour has come to die, Hear thy trusty Pilot calling, “I will guide thee with Mine eye.” Refrain

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• [Mzm 32:10] The Mercy Of God Is An Ocean Divine

  The mercy of God is an ocean divine, A boundless and fathomless flood. Launch out in the deep, cut away the shore line, And be lost in the fullness of God. Refrain Launch out, into the deep. Oh let the shore line go. Launch out, launch out in the ocean divine, Out where the full tides flow. But many, alas! only stand on the shore, And gaze on the ocean so wide. They never have ventured its depths to explore, Or to launch on the fathomless tide. Refrain And others just venture away from the land, And linger so near to the shore That the surf and the slime that beat over the strand Dash o’er them in floods evermore. Refrain Oh, let us launch out on this ocean so broad, Where floods of salvation o’erflow. Oh, let us be lost in the mercy of God, Till the depths of His fullness we know. Refrain

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Mazmur 38:1-22

• [Mzm 38:1] Amidst Thy Wrath Remember Love

  Amidst Thy wrath remember love, Restore Thy servant, Lord; Nor let a Father’s chastening prove Like an avenger’s sword. Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely pressed; Between the sorrow and the smart, My spirit finds no rest. My sins a heavy load appear, And o’er my head are gone; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t’atone. My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down; And I go mourning all the day, Beneath my Father’s frown. Lord, I am weak and broken sore, None of my powers are whole: The inward anguish makes me roar, The anguish of my soul. All my desire to Thee is known, Thine eye counts every tear; And every sigh, and every groan, Is noticed by Thine ear. Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry; My God will bear my spirit up, When Satan bids me die. My foot is ever apt to slide, My foes rejoice to see’t; They raise their pleasure and their pride When they supplant my feet. But I’ll confess my guilt to Thee, And grieve for all my sin; I’ll mourn how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before Thy servant die.

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• [Mzm 38:1] In Thy Wrath And Hot Displeasure

  In Thy wrath and hot displeasure, Chasten not Thy servant, Lord; Let Thy mercy, without measure, Help and peace to me afford. Heavy is my tribulation, Sore my punishment has been; Broken by Thine indignation, I am troubled by my sin. With my burden of transgression Heavy laden, overborne, Humbled low I make confession, For my folly now I mourn. Weak and wounded, I implore Thee: Lord, to me Thy mercy show; All my prayer is now before Thee, All my trouble Thou dost know. Darkness gathers, foes assail me. But I answer not a word; All my friends desert and fail me, Only Thou my cry hast heard. Lord, in Thee I am confiding; Thou wilt answer when I call, Lest my foes, the good deriding, Triumph in Thy servant’s fall. I am prone to halt and stumble, Grief and sorrow dwell within, Shame and guilt my spirit humble, I am sorry for my sin. Foes about my soul are closing, Full of hatred, false and strong; Choosing good, I find opposing All who love and do the wrong. Lord, my God, do not forsake me, Let me know that Thou art near, Under Thy protection take me, As my Savior now appear.

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• [Mzm 38:4] Alas, My God, My Sins Are Great

  Alas! my God! my sins are great, My conscience doth upbraid me; And now I find that at my strait No man hath power to aid me. And fled I hence, in my despair, In some lone spot to hide me, My griefs would still be with me there, Thy hand still hold and guide me. Nay, Thee I seek—I merit naught, Yet pity and restore me; Be not Thy wrath, just God, my lot, Thy Son hath suffered for me. If pain and woe must follow sin, Then be my path still rougher, Here spare me not; if Heaven I win, On earth I gladly suffer. But curb my heart, forgive my guilt, Make Thou my patience firmer, For they must miss the good Thou wilt, Who at Thy teachings murmur. Then deal with me as seems Thee best, Thy grace will help me bear it, If but at last I see Thy rest, And with my Savior share it.

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• [Mzm 38:4] O The Darkness, O The Sorrow

  O the darkness, O the sorrow, O the misery of sin! When will dawn the promised morrow That shall bring deliverance in? One there was ordained to languish, Guiltless, in Gethsemane; One there was Who died in anguish Innocent, on Calvary. Jesus was the Burden-bearer, God’s own Son the Sacrifice; Of the griefs of man the Sharer, Of his soul the Ransom-price. ’Tis the Christ, the Ever-living, Ever-loving, Ever-blest, By the Comforter still giving Pardon, holiness, and rest. Can the love so freely given, Can the blood so freely shed, Fail to draw the earth to Heaven, Fail to bring alive its dead? Rise, O children of the Father, Stand, ye brothers of the Son, In unyielding ranks together Till the crown of Christ be won; Till the lands of sin and sorrow, Darker than the ancient night, Shall behold the promised morrow Beam on them with saving light.

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• [Mzm 38:22] Help Me, O Lord

  Help me, O Lord, the God of my salvation; I have no hope, no refuge but in Thee; Help me to make this perfect consecration, In life or death Thine evermore to be. Help me, O Lord, to keep my pledge unbroken; Guard Thou my ways, my thoughts, my tongue, my heart; Help me to trust the word which Thou hast spoken, That from Thy paths my feet may ne’er depart. Help me, O Lord, when sore temptations press me; O lift the clouds that hide Thee from my sight; Help me, O Lord, when anxious cares distress me, To look beyond, where all is calm and bright. Help me, O Lord, my strength is only weakness; Thine, Thine the power by which alone I live; Help me each day, to bear the cross with meekness, Till Thou at last the promised crown shalt give.

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Mazmur 51:1-19

• [Mzm 51:1] God, Be Mer­ci­ful To Me

  God, be merciful to me, On Thy grace I rest my plea; Plenteous in compassion Thou, Blot out my transgressions now; Wash me, make me pure within, Cleanse, O cleanse me from my sin. My transgressions I confess, Grief and guilt my soul oppress; I have sinned against Thy grace And provoked Thee to Thy face; I confess Thy judgment just, Speechless, I Thy mercy trust. I am evil, born in sin; Thou desirest truth within. Thou alone my Savior art, Teach Thy wisdom to my heart; Make me pure, Thy grace bestow, Wash me whiter than the snow. Broken, humbled to the dust By Thy wrath and judgment just, Let my contrite heart rejoice And in gladness hear Thy voice; From my sins O hide Thy face, Blot them out in boundless grace. 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.

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• [Mzm 51:1] Show Pi­ty, Lord, O Lord, For­give

  Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live: Are not Thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in Thee? My crimes are great, but not surpass The power and glory of Thy grace: Great God, Thy nature hath no bound, So let Thy pardoning love be found. O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain my eyes. My lips with shame my sins confess Against Thy law, against Thy grace: Lord, should Thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but Thou art clear. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce Thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round Thy Word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.

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• [Mzm 51:4] In Evil Long I Took Delight

  In evil long I took delight, Unawed by shame or fear, Till a new object struck my sight, And stopped my wild career. I saw One hanging on a tree, In agony and blood, Who fixed His languid eyes on me, As near His cross I stood. Sure, never to my latest breath, Can I forget that look; It seemed to charge me with His death, Though not a word He spoke. My conscience felt and owned the guilt, And plunged me in despair, I saw my sins His blood had spilt, And helped to nail Him there. A second look He gave, which said, “I freely all forgive; This blood is for thy ransom paid; I die that thou mayst live.” Thus, while His death my sin displays In all its blackest hue, Such is the mystery of grace, It seals my pardon too.

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• [Mzm 51:7] Come, Let Us To The Lord Our God

  Come, let us to the Lord our God With contrite hearts return; Our God is gracious, nor will leave The desolate to mourn. His voice commands the tempest forth And stills the stormy wave; And though His arm be strong to smite, ’Tis also strong to save. Long hath the night of sorrow reigned, The dawn shall bring us light; God shall appear, and we shall rise With gladness in His sight. Our hearts, if God we seek to know, Shall know Him, and rejoice; His coming like the morn shall be, Like morning songs His voice. As dew upon the tender herb Diffusing fragrance round, As show’rs that usher in the spring, And cheer the thirsty ground. So shall His presence bless our souls, And shed a joyful light; That hallowed morn shall chase away The sorrows of the night.

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• [Mzm 51:7] Fountain Of Purity

  Fountain of purity opened for sin Here may the penitent wash and be clean; Jesus, Thou blessèd Redeemer from woe, Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Whiter than snow, whiter than snow, Wash me, Redeemer, And I shall be whiter than snow. Though I have labored again and again, All my self-cleansing is utterly vain; Jesus, Redeemer from sorrow and woe, Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Cleanse Thou the thoughts of my heart, I implore, Help me Thy light to reflect more and more; Daily in loving obedience to grow, Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Whiter than snow! nothing further I need, Christ is the Fountain; this only I plead; Jesus, my Savior, to Thee will I go, Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:7] Lord Will Hap­pi­ness Di­vine, The

  The Lord will happiness divine On contrite hearts bestow; Then tell me, gracious God, is mine A contrite heart or no? I hear, but seem to hear in vain, Insensible as steel; If aught is felt, ’tis only pain, To find I cannot feel. I sometimes think myself inclined To love Thee if I could; But often feel another mind, Averse to all that’s good. My best desires are faint and few, I fain would strive for more; But when I cry, “My strength renew!” Seem weaker than before. Thy saints are comforted, I know, And love Thy house of prayer; I therefore go where others go, But find no comfort there. Oh make this heart rejoice, or ache; Decide this doubt for me; And if it be not broken, break, And heal it, if it be.

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• [Mzm 51:7] Old-fashioned Way, The

  They call me old-fashioned because I believe That the Bible is God’s holy Word, That Jesus, who lived among men long ago, Is divine, and the Christ of God. Refrain My sin was old-fashioned, My guilt was old-fashioned, God’s love was old-fashioned, I know; And the way I was saved was the old-fashioned way, Through the blood that makes whiter than snow. Old-fashioned, because I believe and accept Only what has been spoken from Heav’n; Old-fashioned because at the cross I was saved, At the cross had my sins forgiv’n. Refrain Old-fashioned, because I am bound to do right, To walk in the straight narrow way; Because I have given my whole life to God, Old-fashioned because I pray. Refrain Old-fashioned, because I am looking above To Jesus, my glorified Lord; Because I believe He is coming again, Fulfilling His holy Word. Refrain

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• [Mzm 51:7] Whiter Than Snow

  Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole; I want Thee forever to live in my soul. Break down every idol, cast out every foe; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow. Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lord Jesus, let nothing unholy remain, Apply Thine own blood and extract ev’ry stain; To get this blest cleansing, I all things forego— Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Lord Jesus, look down from Thy throne in the skies, And help me to make a complete sacrifice. I give up myself, and whatever I know, Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat, I wait, blessèd Lord, at Thy crucified feet. By faith, for my cleansing, I see Thy blood flow, Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain Lord Jesus, Thou seest I patiently wait, Come now, and within me a new heart create; To those who have sought Thee, Thou never saidst “No,” Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Refrain The blessing by faith, I receive from above; O glory! my soul is made perfect in love; My prayer has prevailed, and this moment I know, The blood is applied, I am whiter than snow. Refrain

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• [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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• [Mzm 51:17] O Hope Of Every Contrite Heart

  O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek, To those who fall, how kind Thou art! How good to those who seek! But what to those who find? Ah this—Nor tongue nor pen can show; The love of Jesus, what it is None but His loved ones show. Jesus, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize will be; Jesus, be Thou our glory now, And through eternity.
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