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Mazmur 103:1

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Mazmur 103:1

• [Mzm 103:1] Bless, O My Soul! The Living God

  Bless, O my soul! the living God. Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad. Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine, In work and worship so divine. Bless, O my soul! the God of grace. His favors claim thy highest praise. Why should the wonders He hath wrought Be lost in silence and forgot, Be lost in silence and forgot? ’Tis He, my soul, that sent His Son To die for crimes which thou hast done. He owns the ransom and forgives The hourly follies of our lives, The hourly follies of our lives. The vices of the mind He heals, And cures the pains that nature feels; Redeems the soul from hell, and saves Our wasting life from threat’ning graves. Our youth decayed, His power repairs; His mercy crowns our growing years; He satisfies our mouth with good, And fills our hopes with heav’nly food. He sees th’oppressor and th’oppressed, And often gives the suff’rers rest; But will His justice more display In the last great rewarding day. His power He showed by Moses’ hands, And gave to Israel His commands; But sent His truth and mercy down To all the nations by His Son. Let the whole earth His power confess. Let the whole earth adore His grace. The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine, In work and worship so divine.

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• [Mzm 103:1] Come, O My Soul, In Sacred Lays

  Come, O my soul, in sacred lays Attempt thy great Creator’s praise: But O, what tongue can speak His fame? What verse can reach the lofty theme? What verse can reach the lofty theme? Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He glory like a garment wears; To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around Him shine, Ten thousand suns around Him shine. In all our Maker’s grand designs, Almighty power, with wisdom, shines; His works, through all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of His Name, Declare the glory of His Name. Raised on devotion’s lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, His glories sing; And let His praise employ thy tongue Till listening worlds shall join the song, Till listening worlds shall join the song.

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• [Mzm 103:1] Holy And Reverend Is The Name

  Holy and reverend is the Name Of our eternal King: Thrice holy Lord, the angels cry; Thrice holy, let us sing. Heaven’s brightest lamps with Him compared, How mean they look and dim! The fairest angels have their spots, When once compared with Him. Holy is He in all his works, And truth is His delight; But sinners and their wicked ways Shall perish from His sight. The deepest reverence of the mind, Pay, O my soul, to God; Lift with thy hands a holy heart To His sublime abode. With sacred awe pronounce His Name, Whom words nor thoughts can reach; A broken heart shall please Him more Than the best forms of speech. Thou holy God! preserve my soul From all pollution free; The pure in heart are Thy delight, And they Thy face shall see.

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• [Mzm 103:1] My Soul, Now Praise Thy Maker

  My soul, now praise thy Maker! Let all within me bless His Name Who maketh thee partaker Of mercies more than thou dar’st claim. Forget Him not Whose meekness Still bears with all thy sin, Who healeth all thy weakness, Renews thy life within. Whose grace and care are endless And saved thee thro’ the past; Who leaves no suff’rer friendless, But rights the wronged at last. He shows to man His treasure Of judgment, truth, and righteousness, His love beyond all measure, His yearning pity o’er distress, Nor treats us as we merit, But lays His anger by. The humble, contrite spirit Finds His compassion nigh; And high as Heav’n above us, As break from close of day, So far, since He doth love us, He puts our sins away. For as a tender father Hath pity on his children here, He in His arms will gather All who are His in childlike fear. He knows how frail our powers Who but from dust are made; We flourish like the flowers, And even so we fade; The wind but o’er them passes, And all their bloom is o’er— We wither like the grasses, Our place knows us no more. God’s grace alone endureth, And children’s children yet shall prove How He with strength assureth The hearts of all that seek His love. In Heav’n is fixed His dwelling, His rule is over all; Angels, in might excelling, Bright hosts, before Him fall. Praise Him Who ever reigneth, All ye who hear His Word, Nor our poor hymns disdaineth— My soul, O praise the Lord!

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• [Mzm 103:1] O Bless The Lord, My Soul (montgomery)

  O bless the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim! And all that is within me join To bless His holy Name! O bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind! Forget not all His benefits! The Lord to thee is kind. He will not always chide; He will with patience wait; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. He pardons all thy sins; Prolongs thy feeble breath; He healeth thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. He clothes thee with His love; Upholds thee with His truth; And like the eagle He renews The vigor of thy youth. Then bless His holy Name, Whose grace hath made thee whole, Whose lovingkindness crowns thy days! O bless the Lord, my soul!

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• [Mzm 103:1] O Bless The Lord, My Soul (watts)

  O bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless His Name Whose favors are divine. O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let His mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. ‘Tis He forgives thy sins, ‘Tis He relieves thy pain, ‘Tis He that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again. He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. He fills the poor with good, He gives the suff’rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th’oppressed. His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known But sent the world His truth and grace By His belovèd Son.

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• [Mzm 103:1] O Hallelujah, Praise His Holy Name

  There’s a story that’s been told, Hallelujah! Of a Savior and His precious love; How He died to make us free, Hallelujah! That we all might go and live with Him above. Refrain O Hallelujah! Praise His holy Name and let our voices ring; There are mansions up above, All prepared for those who love And sing of their Savior King. There’s a song that’s in my heart, Hallelujah! I’m so glad that He has made me whole; I am saved, and by His grace, Hallelujah! I will always keep His love within my soul. Refrain There’s a song that’s in the air, Hallelujah! All the angels sing it in the sky; “Just repent and He’ll forgive,” Hallelujah! And your soul to Him for refuge then will fly. Refrain

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• [Mzm 103:1] O My Soul, Bless God The Father

  O my soul, bless God the Father; All within me bless His Name; Bless the Father, and forget not All His mercies to proclaim. Who forgives all your transgressions, Your diseases all Who heals; Who redeems you from destruction, Who with you so kindly deals. Far as east from west is distant, He has put away our sin; Like the pity of a father Has the Lord’s compassion been. As it was without beginning, So it lasts without an end; To their children’s children ever Shall His righteousness extend. Unto such as keep His cov’nant And are steadfast in His way; Unto those who still remember His commandments, and obey. Bless the Father, all His creatures, Ever under His control, All throughout His vast dominion; Bless the Father, O my soul.

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• [Mzm 103:1] O My Soul, Bless Thou Jehovah

  O my soul, bless thou Jehovah, All within me, bless His Name; Bless Jehovah and forget not All His mercies to proclaim. He forgives all thy transgressions, Heals thy sicknesses and pains; He redeems thee from destruction, And His love thy life sustains. He with tender mercies crowns thee, Satisfies thy full request, So that, like the tireless eagle, Thou with youth renewed art blessed. Righteous is the Lord in judgment Unto all that are oppressed; To His people He has ever Made His goodness manifest. Yea, the Lord is full of mercy And compassion for distress, Slow to anger and abundant In His grace and tenderness. He will be not be angry alway, Nor will He forever chide; Though we oft have sinned against Him, Still His love and grace abide. As the heav’ns are high above us, Great His love to us has proved; Far as east from west is distant, He has all our sins removed. As a father loves his children, Feeling pity for their woes, So the Lord to those who fear Him Mercy and compassion shows.

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• [Mzm 103:1] O Thou My Soul, Bless God The Lord

  O thou my soul, bless God the Lord; And all that in me is Be stirrèd up His holy Name To magnify and bless. Bless, O my soul, the Lord thy God, And not forgetful be Of all His gracious benefits He hath bestowed on thee. Such pity as a father hath And shows his children dear, Like pity shows the Lord to such As worship Him in fear. Yea, unto them that fear the Lord His mercy never ends; And to their children’s children still His righteousness extends. To such as keep His covenant Nor from it go astray, Who His commandments bear in mind And faithfully obey.

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• [Mzm 103:1] Praise, My Soul, The King Of Heaven

  Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven; To His feet thy tribute bring. Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Evermore His praises sing: Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise the everlasting King. Praise Him for His grace and favor To our fathers in distress. Praise Him still the same as ever, Slow to chide, and swift to bless. Alleluia! Alleluia! Glorious in His faithfulness. Fatherlike He tends and spares us; Well our feeble frame He knows. In His hands He gently bears us, Rescues us from all our foes. Alleluia! Alleluia! Widely yet His mercy flows. Frail as summer’s flower we flourish, Blows the wind and it is gone; But while mortals rise and perish Our God lives unchanging on, Praise Him, Praise Him, Hallelujah Praise the High Eternal One! Angels, help us to adore Him; Ye behold Him face to face; Sun and moon, bow down before Him, Dwellers all in time and space. Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise with us the God of grace.

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Mazmur 8:1-9

• [Mzm 8:1] Almighty Ruler Of The Skies

  Almighty Ruler of the skies, Thro’ the wide earth Thy Name is spread; And Thine eternal glories rise O’er all the heav’ns Thy hands have made. To Thee the voices of the young A monument of honor raise; And babes, with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of Thy praise. Thy power assists their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground, To still the bold blasphemer’s rage, And all their policies confound. Children amidst Thy temple throng To see their great Redeemer’s face; The Son of David is their song, And young hosannas fill the place. The frowning scribes and angry priests In vain their impious cavils bring; Revenge sits silent in their hearts; While Jewish babes proclaim their King.

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• [Mzm 8:1] Lord, Our Lord, Thy Glorious Name

  Lord, our Lord, Thy glorious Name All Thy wondrous works proclaim; In the heav’ns with radiant signs Evermore Thy glory shines. How great Thy Name! Refrain Lord, our Lord, in all the earth, How great Thy Name! Thine the Name of matchless worth, Excellent in all the earth, How great Thy Name! Infant lips Thou dost ordain Wrath and vengeance to restrain; Weakest means fulfill Thy will, Mighty enemies to still. How great Thy Name! Refrain Moon and stars in shining height Nightly tell their Maker’s might; When Thy wondrous heavens I scan, Then I know how weak is man. How great Thy Name! Refrain What is man that he should be Loved and visited by Thee, Raised to an exalted height, Crowned with honor in Thy sight! How great Thy Name! Refrain With dominion crowned he stands O’er the creatures of Thy hands; All to him subjection yield In the sea and air and field, How great Thy Name! Refrain

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• [Mzm 8:1] O Lord, Our Heav’nly King

  O Lord, our heav’nly King, Thy Name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o’er the heav’ns they shine. When to Thy works on high I raise my wond’ring eyes, I see the moon, complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies. When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, Akin to dust and worms? Lord, what is worthless man, That Thou shouldst love him so? Next to Thine angels he is placed, And lord of all below. Thine honors crown his head, While beasts, like slaves, obey; And birds that cut the air with wings, And fish that cleave the sea. How rich Thy bounties are! And wondrous are Thy ways; Of dust and worms Thy power can frame A monument of praise. Out of the mouths of babes And sucklings Thou canst draw Surprising honors to Thy Name And strike the world with awe. O Lord, our heav’nly King, Thy Name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o’er the heav’ns they shine.

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• [Mzm 8:1] O Lord, Our Lord

  O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth, How excellent Thy Name! Thy glory Thou hast spread afar In all the starry frame. From lips of children, Thou, O Lord, Hast mighty strength ordained, That adversaries should be stilled And vengeful foes restrained. When I regard the wondrous heavens, Thy handiwork on high, The moon and stars ordained by Thee, Oh, what is man! I cry. Oh, what is man, in Thy regard To hold so large a place! And what the son of man, that Thou Dost visit him in grace! For Thou hast made him little less Than Thy blest angels be; With honor Thou hast crowned his head And glorious dignity. On man Thy wisdom hath bestowed A pow’r well nigh divine; With honor Thou hast crowned his head With glory like to Thine. Thou hast subjected all to him, And lord of all is he, Of flocks and herds, and beasts and birds, And all within the sea. Thy mighty works and wondrous grace Thy glory, Lord, proclaim. O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth How excellent Thy Name!

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• [Mzm 8:2] Hosanna! Be The Children’s Song

  Hosanna! be the children’s song, To Christ, the children’s King; His praise, to whom our souls belong, Let all the children sing. Hoasnna! sound from hill to hill, And spread from plain to plain, While louder, sweeter, clearer still, Woods echo to the strain. Hosanna! on the wings of light O’er earth and ocean fly, Till morn to eve, and noon to night, And Heaven to earth, reply. Hosanna! then, our song shall be; Hosanna to our King! This is the children’s jubilee; Let all the children sing.

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• [Mzm 8:3] O Thou, To Whom All Creatures Bow

  O Thou, to Whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Thro’ all the world, how great art Thou! How glorious is Thy Name! When Heav’n, Thy beauteous work on high, Employs my wondering sight; The moon that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light; Lord, what is man, that Thou shouldst deign To bear him in Thy mind! Or what his race, that Thou shouldst prove To them so wondrous kind! O Thou, to Whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Thro’ all the world, how great art Thou! How glorious is Thy Name!

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• [Mzm 8:4] Lord, What Was Man?

  Lord, what was man, when made at first, Adam the offspring of the dust, That Thou shouldst set him and his race But just below an angel’s place? That Thou shouldst raise his nature so, And make him lord of all below; Make every beast and bird submit, And lay the fishes at his feet? But O! what brighter glories wait To crown the Second Adam’s state! What honors shall Thy Son adorn, Who condescended to be born! See Him below His angels made; See Him in dust amongst the dead, To save a ruined world from sin; But He shall reign with power divine. The world to come, redeemed from all The mis’ries that attend the fall, New made and glorious, shall submit At our exalted Savior’s feet.

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• [Mzm 8:5] Go Forth To Life, O Child Of Earth

  Go forth to life, O child of earth! Still mindful of thy heav’nly birth; Thou art not here for ease, or sin, But manhood’s noble crown to win. Tho’ passion’s fires are in thy soul, Thy spirit can their flames control; Tho’ tempters strong beset thy way, Thy spirit is more strong than they. Go on from innocence of youth To manly purity and truth; God’s angels still are near to save, And God Himself doth help the brave. Then forth to life, O child of earth! Be worthy of thy heav’nly birth! For noble service thou art here; Thy brothers help, thy God revere!

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