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Mazmur 1:1-3

Mazmur 29:11

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Mazmur 1:1-3

• [Mzm 1:1] Blest Is The Man Who Shuns The Place

  Blest is the man who shuns the place Where sinners love to meet; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer’s seat. But in the statutes of the Lord Has placed his chief delight; By day he reads or hears the Word, And meditates by night. He, like a plant of generous kind, By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state. Green as the leaf, and ever fair, Shall his profession shine; While fruits of holiness appear Like clusters on the vine. Not so the impious and unjust; What vain designs they form! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff before the storm. Sinners in judgment shall not stand Amongst the sons of grace, When Christ, the Judge, at His right hand Appoints His saints a place. His eye beholds the path they tread, His heart approves it well; But crooked ways of sinners lead Down to the gates of hell.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 1:1] Happy The Man Whose Cautious Feet

  Happy the man whose cautious feet Shun the broad way that sinners go, Who hates the place where atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. He loves t’employ the morning light Amongst the statutes of the Lord; And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure, pond’ring o’er His Word. He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green; And Heav’n will shine with kindest beams On ev’ry work his hands begin. But sinners find their counsels cross’d: As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies. In vain the rebel seeks to stand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful Judge, with stern command, Divides him to a diff’rent place. “Straight is the way My saints have trod; I bless’d the path, and drew it plain; But you would choose the crooked road, And down it leads to endless pain.”

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• [Mzm 1:1] Man Is Ever Bless’d, The

  The man is ever bless’d Who shuns the sinners’ ways, Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner’s place; But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night. He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live; His works are heav’nly fruit. Not so th’ungodly race, They no such blessings find; Their hopes shall flee, like empty chaff Before the driving wind. How will they bear to stand Before that judgment seat, Where all the saints, at Christ’s right hand, In full assembly meet! He knows, and He approves The way the righteous go; But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow.

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• [Mzm 1:1] That Man Is Blest Who, Fearing God

  That man is blest who, fearing God From sin restrains his feet, Who will not stand with wicked men, Who shuns the scorners’ seat. Yea, blest is he who makes God’s law His portion and delight, And meditates upon that law With gladness day and night. That man is nourished like a tree Set by the river’s side; Its leaf is green, its fruit is sure, And thus his works abide. The wicked like the driven chaff Are swept from off the land; They shall not gather with the just, Nor in the judgment stand. The Lord will guard the righteous well, Their way to Him is known; The way of sinners, far from God, Shall surely be o’erthrown.

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• [Mzm 1:2] Blest Is He Who Loves God’s Precepts

  Blest is he who loves God’s precepts, Who from sin restrains his feet, He who will not stand with sinners, He who shuns the scorners’ seat. Blest is he who makes the statutes Of the Lord his chief delight, In God’s law, divinely perfect, Meditating day and night. He is like a tree well planted By the flowing river’s side, Ever green of leaf and fruitful: Thus shall all his works abide. Like the driven chaff the wicked Shall be swept from off the land With the just they shall not gather, Nor shall in the judgment stand. Well the Lord will guard the righteous, For their way to Him is known; But the way of evildoers Shall by Him be overthrown.

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Mazmur 3:8

• [Mzm 3:8] Great Source Of Unexhausted Good

  Great Source of unexhausted good, Who givest us health and friends and food And peace and calm content; Like fragrant incense, to the skies, Let songs of grateful praises rise For all Thy blessings lent. Through all the dangers of the day, Thy providence attends our way, To guard us and to guide; Thy grace directs our wandering will, And warns us, lest seducing ill Allure our souls aside. To Thee our lives, our all, we owe, Our peace and sweetest joys below, And brightest hopes above; Then let our lives, and all that’s ours, Our souls, and all our active powers, Be sacred to Thy love.

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• [Mzm 3:8] Thy Blessing, O Lord

  Thy blessing, O Lord, With peace us afford; Protect and keep us from danger. Thy face ever bright With heavenly light Let shine now upon us, Thy children. Thy countenance lift, And grant us Thy gift, The peace that abideth forever. That thus we may be Forever with Thee; O Jesus, say “Amen,” yea, “Amen.”
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Mazmur 29:11

• [Mzm 29:11] Abode Of Peace

  Abode of peace, my Father’s home forever! My weary soul in faith doth yearn for thee. I homeward look to Thee, my Lord and Savior, To Thine abode of peace, eternally. There is on earth no peaceful rest; Our faith is weak, our souls oppressed, Our vision dim and failing, Our vision dim and failing. The Lord be praised that time so swiftly flieth; God’s promise is fulfilled forevermore. Who on God’s Word and promises relieth Shall find at last the choicest wine in store. Forgotten then is all distress, Eternal peace and happiness Shall then be ours forever, Shall then be ours forever. Then, keep my heart forever, O my Savior, And let me never, Lord, from Thee depart. In joy, in pain, in sorrow, now and ever, Thou only givest solace to my heart. For when, O Lord, I am with Thee, All other comforts well may flee; With Thee I’m blest forever, With Thee I’m blest forever.

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• [Mzm 29:11] Lord, Dismiss Us With Thy Blessing

  Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing; Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace. O refresh us, O refresh us, Traveling through this wilderness. Thanks we give and adoration For Thy Gospel’s joyful sound; May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound. Ever faithful, ever faithful, To the truth may we be found. So that when Thy love shall call us, Savior, from the world away, Let no fear of death appall us, Glad Thy summons to obey. May we ever, may we ever, Reign with Thee in endless day.

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• [Mzm 29:11] When This Song Of Praise Shall Cease

  When this song of praise shall cease, Let Thy children, Lord, depart With the blessing of Thy peace, And Thy love in every heart. O where’er our path may lie, Father, let us not forget That we walk beneath Thine eye, That Thy care upholds us yet. Blind are we, and weak, and frail; Be Thine aid forever near; May the fear to sin prevail Over every other fear.
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• [Mzm 29:11] Wonderful Peace (cornell)

  Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight Rolls a melody sweeter than psalm; In celestial strains it unceasingly falls O’er my soul like an infinite calm. Refrain Peace, peace, wonderful peace, Coming down from the Father above! Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray In fathomless billows of love! What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace, Buried deep in the heart of my soul, So secure that no power can mine it away, While the years of eternity roll! Refrain I am resting tonight in this wonderful peace, Resting sweetly in Jesus’ control; For I’m kept from all danger by night and by day, And His glory is flooding my soul! Refrain And I think when I rise to that city of peace, Where the Anchor of peace I shall see, That one strain of the song which the ransomed will sing In that heavenly kingdom will be: Refrain Ah, soul! are you here without comfort and rest, Marching down the rough pathway of time? Make Jesus your Friend ere the shadows grow dark; O accept of this peace so sublime! Refrain

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Mazmur 112:1

• [Mzm 112:1] How Blest The Man Who Fears The Lord

  How blest the man who fears the Lord And greatly loves God’s holy will; His children share his great reward, And blessings all their days shall fill. Abounding wealth shall bless his home, His righteousness shall still endure, To him shall light arise in gloom, For he is merciful and pure. The man whose hand the weak befriends In judgment shall his cause maintain; A peace unmoved his life attends, And long his memory shall remain. Of evil tidings not afraid, His trust is in the Lord alone; His heart is steadfast, undismayed, For he shall see his foes o’erthrown. With kind remembrance of the poor, For their distress his gifts provide; His righteousness shall thus endure, His name in honor shall abide. To shame the wicked shall be brought, While righteous men shall favor gain; Unrighteous hopes shall come to naught, Its due reward shall sin obtain.

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• [Mzm 112:1] That Man Is Bless’d Who Stands In Awe

  That man is blest who stands in awe Of God, and loves His sacred law: His seed on earth shall be renowned; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An inexhausted treasury, And with successive honors crowned. His lib’ral favors he extends, To some he gives, to others lends; A gen’rous pity fills his mind: Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs And thus he’s just to all mankind. His hands, while they his alms bestow’d, His glory’s future harvest sow’d; The sweet remembrance of the just, Like a green root, revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. Beset with threat’ning dangers round, Unmov’d shall he maintain his ground; His conscience holds his courage up: The soul that’s fill’d with virtue’s light, Shines brightest in affliction’s night, And sees in darkness beams of hope. Ill tidings never can surprise His heart that fix’d on God relies, Though waves and tempests roar around: Safe on the rock he sits, and sees The shipwreck of his enemies, And all their hope and glory drown’d. The wicked shall his triumph see, And gnash their teeth in agony, To find their expectations cross’d; They and their envy, pride, and spite, Sink down to everlasting night, And all their names in darkness lost.

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  source: Cyberhymnal