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Mazmur 42:8

Habakuk 3:17-18

Yunus 1:2

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Mazmur 42:8

• [Mzm 42:8] Day Thou Gavest, Lord, Is Ended, The

  The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at Thy behest; To Thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. As o’er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren ’neath the western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making Thy wondrous doings heard on high. So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never, Like earth’s proud empires, pass away: Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever, Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.

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• [Mzm 42:8] God Of My Life, Through All My Days

  God of my life, through all my days, My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise; My song shall wake with opening light, And cheer the dark and silent night. When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. When death o’er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. But O! when that last conflict’s o’er, And I am chained to earth no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies! Soon shall I learn the exalted strains Which echo through the heavenly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round the throne. The cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul shall live; A work so sweet, a theme so high, Demands and crowns eternity.

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• [Mzm 42:8] God Of My Life, To Thee I Call

  God of my life, to Thee I call; Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall; When the great water floods prevail Leave not my trembling heart to fail! Friend of the friendless and the saint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor! Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea? Does not the Word still fixed remain That none shall seek Thy face in vain? That were a grief I could not bear, Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; But a prayer hearing, answering God Supports me under every load. Fair is the lot that’s cast for me! I have an Advocate with Thee; They whom the world caresses most, Have no such privilege to boast. Poor thou I am, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

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• [Mzm 42:8] My Lord, My Life, My Love

  My Lord, my Life, my Love, To Thee, to Thee I call; I cannot live if Thou remove: Thou art my joy, my all. My only sun to cheer The darkness where I dwell; The best and only true delight My song hath found to tell. To Thee in very Heaven The angels owe their bliss; To Thee the saints, whom Thou hast called Where perfect pleasure is. And how shall man, Thy child, Without Thee happy be, Who hath no comfort nor desire In all the world but Thee? Return, my Love, my Life; Thy grace hath won my heart; If Thou forgive, if Thou return, I will no more depart.

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• [Mzm 42:8] Slowly Sinks The Setting Sun

  Slowly sinks the setting sun, Now the work of day is done; Lord, we come a thankful throng, Raise to Thee our evening song. For Thy tender care bestowed, For Thy pardoning blood which flowed; For Thy love that crowns our days, Lord, accept our grateful praise. And when sets life’s weary sun, When the toil of earth is done, To Thy home of perfect rest, Lord, receive us, ever blest. For the robe, the palm, the blood, May we always praise our God, And with all the ransomed throng, Swell high Heaven’s triumphant song.

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Habakuk 3:17-18

• [Hab 3:17] Though The Fig Tree Shall Not Blossom

  Though the fig tree shall not blossom, Neither fruit be in the vine: Though in vain the olive labors, And the fruitful fields decline: Refrain I will rejoice in the Lord, my Redeemer, Joyful I’ll trust Him, for He will provide, Giving me all that I need for my journey; I will not fear, for He walks by my side. Though no flocks are in the sheepfold, Neither cattle in the stalls: Though the earth is filled with famine, And no rain from Heaven falls: Refrain Though my path lies through the valley Of the shadows, He is near, For His rod and staff they comfort, And no evil I shall fear. Refrain Though my friends should not receive Him, Or through sin should prove untrue: Though the wicked should entice me, And should persecute me, too: Refrain

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• [Hab 3:17] What Our Father Does Is Well

  What our Father does is well; Blessèd truth His children tell! Though He send, for plenty, want, Though the harvest-store be scant, Yet we rest upon His love, Seeking better things above. What our Father does is well; Shall the willful heart rebel? If a blessing He withhold In the field, or in the fold, Is it not Himself to be All our store eternally? What our Father does is well; Though He sadden hill and dell, Upward yet our praises rise For the strength His Word supplies; He has called us sons of God, Can we murmur at His rod? What our Father does is well; May the thought within us dwell; Though nor milk nor honey flow In our barren Canaan now, God can save us in our need, God can bless us, God can feed. Therefore unto Him we raise Hymns of glory, songs of praise; To the Father, and the Son, And the Spirit, Three in One, Honor, might, and glory be Now, and through eternity.

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Yunus 1:2

• [Yun 1:2] Jonah

  God spoke to Jonah and gave him command: “Go east to Nineveh and tell them My plan.” Jonah objected and fled from the Lord; Soon found a ship headed west, went on board. Then God sent forth a tempest; upon the ship it beat. Each man cried to his own god, but Jonah fell asleep. The sailors came and woke him, his business did demand. He said, “My God’s the Lord of Heav’n, who made the sea and land.” The sea grew rougher, till Jonah did cry, “It’s all my fault, cast me down, let me die!” They tried to row back but could not prevail; Threw Jonah over; the waves then grew still. Then God sent forth a great fish; it swallowed him alive. For three days from its stomach, he prayed to God on high. He gave up worthless idols; with thanks he spoke this word: “What I have vowed I will make good; salvation’s from the Lord.” God told the fish to spit Jonah back out; Then said to Jonah, “To Nineveh set out.” Jonah obeyed and proclaimed all God’s word: “Forty more days, then you’ll all be destroyed!” The people all believed God; they fasted and they prayed. In sackcloth they repented, gave up their evil ways. When God saw their repentance, he felt compassion great. He turned from his fierce anger and did not fulfill his threat. Jonah was angry that God would forgive; Said, “Lord, please kill me, I don’t want to live.” Then he went outside the city to see what God would do, what the outcome would be. God sent a vine to shade him, but then he sent a worm. The vine did quickly wither; the wind and sun did burn. In anger Jonah cried out; he thought his life should end. God said, “You cared about the vine; should I not care for men?” Lord, when a mission you give unto me, may I obey You and not try to flee. You are so gracious, compassionate e’er, slow to get angry, abounding in care. May I proclaim Your message to those who need to hear, So that they will not perish, nor judgment from You fear. May I not value comfort, nor fault You for Your grace. Give me your heart for all the lost, until I see Your face.

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• [Yun 1:2] Jonah And The Whale

  In the Bible we are told Of a prophet who was called To a city that was steeped in awful sin; All the people in that place Were devoid of saving grace, And the prophet seemed afraid to enter in. Refrain Over there, over there, In that land bright and fair, Oh, he’ll tell me all about it over there; On the hallelujah strand I’ll take Jonah by the hand, And he’ll tell me all about it over there. Then this prophet forth was sent That old Nineveh might repent, But instead of that to Tarshish he set sail; Oh! the winds began to blow, Overboard did Jonah go, And he found a mercy seat inside the whale. Refrain In the cold and briny deep Tears of grief did Jonah weep, And the big fish threw him out upon the shore; Then he gladly went his way, Preached to Nineveh night and day, And he did not care to backslide any more. Refrain Oh, some people don’t believe That a whale could him receive. But that does not make my song at all untrue; There are whales on every side, With their big mouths open wide— Just take care, my friend, or one will swallow you. Refrain Many souls are tossed about By the whales of fear and doubt, But the Savior wants to take them by the hand. If they will His voice obey, He will save them right away, And will guide them safely to the promised land. Refrain

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