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Psalms 8:1

• [Psa 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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• [Psa 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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• [Psa 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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• [Psa 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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Psalms 81:1

• [Psa 81:1] Jesus Our Strength

  I am Thine, my blessèd Lord, Thou hast died for me. All I have and all I am, Now belongs to Thee; Give me of Thy heav’nly store, Grace to love and serve Thee more, Let Thy blood, a cleansing flood, Make me pure and free. Refrain In Thy love and fullness wide, All my imperfections hide, Ever in my heart abide, All in all to me. Oft methinks I hear Thy voice, “I have died for thee; What has thou today, My child, Wrought in love for Me?” Only little duties done, Trials borne and victories won, Small to show, yet this I know, They were done for Thee. Refrain Guided ever by Thy love, All my way is bright; Burdens Thou dost send me, Lord, Borne for Thee are light. While I closely cling to Thee, What can harm or hinder me? Every day a little way Nearer Heaven and Thee. Refrain So I’ll gladly journey on Toward my heavenly home; Walking in Thy strength alone, Till the end shall come. Then when Thy dear face I see, This shall be my only plea: I have tried—but Thou hast died, Died, dear Lord, for me. In Thy love and fullness wide, All my imperfections hide, Jesus, Savior, Friend and Guide, Let me dwell with Thee!

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• [Psa 81:1] Now To God, Our Strength And Savior

  Now to God, our Strength and Savior, Render praise and loudly sing. In our fathers’ God rejoicing, All your noblest music bring. Let the trumpet, far resounding, This our festal day proclaim, By our fathers’ God appointed, When from bondage Israel came. I, Thy God, removed thy burdens, When thou calledst, set thee free, Proved thee in the thirsty desert, In the thunder answered thee. O My people, hear My pleadings; O that thou wouldst hearken now; No strange worship shalt thou offer, Nor to idols shalt thou bow. I am God the Lord Who saved thee, And from cruel bondage freed; Open wide thy mouth of longing; I will satisfy thy need. But My people would not hearken, Yea, they would not yield to Me; So I left them in their blindness, Their own counselors to be. If My people would obey Me, Gladly walking in My ways, Soon would I, their foes subduing, Fill their lips with songs of praise. All the haters of Jehovah Shall His clemency implore, And the days of those that love Him Shall endure forevermore. Yea, with wheat the very finest I their hunger will supply, Bid the very rocks yield honey That shall fully satisfy.

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• [Psa 81:1] O God, Our Strength, To Thee Our Song

  O God, our strength, to Thee our song With grateful hearts we raise; To Thee, and Thee alone, belong All worship, love and praise. In trouble’s dark and stormy hour Thine ear hath heard our prayer; And graciously Thine arm of power Hath saved us from despair. And Thou, O ever gracious Lord, Wilt keep Thy promise still, If, meekly hearkening to Thy Word, We seek to do Thy will. Led by the light Thy grace imparts, Ne’er may we bow the knee To idols, which our wayward hearts Set up instead of Thee. So shall Thy choicest gifts, O Lord, Thy faithful people bless; For them shall earth its stores afford, And Heav’n its happiness.

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