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Mazmur 55:5

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Mazmur 61:2

• [Mzm 61:2] Lead Me To The Rock

  When mountains of doubt hem me in on each side, And waves of affliction roll in like a tide; When vainly I seek some new pathway to try, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain Oh, lead me to the Rock, Oh, lead me to the Rock, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I, Oh, lead me to the Rock, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. When storms of deep trouble rage fiercely around, When forebodings of ill in my spirit abound; When the hopes of a lifetime are blighted and die, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain The sun of prosperity brightly may shine, And my heart round its treasures too closely may twine, When my hopes are in danger of rising too high, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain When nearing the shore of the river of death, And the moments fly swiftly with each labored breath, When losing my hold of each dear earthly tie, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain Whatever my lot, be it wearily sad, Or actively busy or joyously glad; In each joy and sorrow, my God, be Thou nigh, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain

  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 61:2] Rock That Is Higher Than I, The

  Oh! sometimes the shadows are deep, And rough seems the path to the goal, And sorrows, sometimes how they sweep Like tempests down over the soul. Refrain O then to the Rock let me fly To the Rock that is higher than I O then to the Rock let me fly To the Rock that is higher than I! Oh! sometimes how long seems the day, And sometimes how weary my feet! But toiling in life’s dusty way, The Rock’s blessèd shadow, how sweet! Refrain Then near to the Rock let me keep If blessings or sorrows prevail, Or climbing the mountain way steep, Or walking the shadowy vale. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 77:3

• [Mzm 77:3] To God Will I Direct My Prayer

  To God will I direct my prayer, And He will make my needs His care; I trust Him still, though in my grief No answer yet has brought relief; With hands outstretched through all the night, Uncomforted I sought for light. The thought of God brought me no peace, But rather made my fears increase; With sleepless eyes and speechless pain My fainting spirit grieved in vain; The blessedness of long ago Made deeper still my present woe. Recalling days when faith was bright, When songs of gladness filled my night, I pondered o’er my grievous woes And searching questioning arose; Will God cast off, and nevermore His favor to my soul restore? I asked in fear and bitterness: Will God forsake me in distress? Shall I His promise faithless find? Has God forgotten to be kind? Has He in anger hopelessly Removed His love and grace from me? These doubts and fears that troubled me Were born of my infirmity; Though I am weak, God is most high, And on His goodness I rely; Of all His wonders, I will tell, And on His deeds my thoughts shall dwell.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 102:1

• [Mzm 102:1] Lord, Hear My Prayer

  Lord, hear my prayer, and let my cry Have ready access unto Thee; When in distress to Thee I fly, O hide not Thou Thy face from me. Attend, O Lord, to my desire, O haste to answer when I pray; For grief consumes my strength like fire, My days as smoke pass swift away. My heart is withered like the grass, And I forget my daily bread; In lonely grief my days I pass And sad my thoughts upon my bed. My foes reproach me all the day, My drink is tears, my bread is grief, For in Thy wrath I pine away, My days are like a fading leaf. But Thou, Jehovah, shalt endure, Thy throne forever is the same; And to all generations sure Shall be Thy great memorial Name. The time for Zion’s help is near, The time appointed in Thy love; O let Thy gracious aid appear, Look Thou in mercy from above. O Lord, regard the prayer of those Who love the walls of Zion well, Whose hearts are heavy for her woes, Who sad amid her ruins dwell. Thy power and glory shall appear, And Zion’s walls shall be restored; Then all the kings of earth shall fear And heathen nations serve the Lord. The Lord, exalted on His throne, Looked down from Heav’n with pitying eye To still the lowly captive’s moan And save His people doomed to die. All men in Zion shall declare His gracious Name with one accord, When kings and nations gather there To serve and worship God the Lord.

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  source: Cyberhymnal