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Mazmur 110:1-7

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Mazmur 2:1-12

• [Mzm 2:1] O Wherefore Do The Nations Rage?

  O wherefore do the nations rage, And kings and rulers strive in vain, Against the Lord of earth and Heav’n To overthrow Messiah’s reign? Their strength is weakness in the sight Of Him Who sits enthroned above; He speaks, and judgments fall on them Who tempt His wrath and scorn His love. By God’s decree His Son receives The nations for His heritage; The conqu’ring Christ supreme shall reign As King of kings, from age to age. Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, And serve the Lord with godly fear; With reverent joy confess the Son While yet in mercy He is near. Delay not, lest His anger rise, And ye should perish in your way; Lo, all that put their trust in Him Are blest indeed, and blest for aye.

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• [Mzm 2:1] Wherefore Do The Nations Rage

  Wherefore do the nations rage, And the people vainly dream, That in triumph they can wage War against the Lord supreme? His Anointed they deride, And the rulers plotting say: Their dominion be defied, Let us cast their bonds away. But the Lord will scorn them all, Calm He sits enthroned on high; Soon His wrath will on them fall, Angered then He will reply: Yet according to My will I have set My King to reign, And on Zion’s holy hill Mine Anointed I maintain. This the word declared to me, This Jehovah’s firm decree: Thou art my belovèd Son, Yea, I have begotten Thee. Ask and have Thy full demands, Thine shall all the heathen be, Thine the utmost of the lands, They shall be possessed of Thee. Dash them like a potter’s urn, Thou shalt break them with a rod. Therefore, kings and judges, learn Anxiously to serve your God. Kiss the Son and worship Him, Lest ye perish in the way; Blest are all who trust in Him, Yea, supremely blest are they.

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• [Mzm 2:1] Why Did The Gentiles Tumults Raise?

  Why did the Gentiles tumults raise? What rage was in their brain? Why do the people still contrive A thing that is but vain? The kings and rulers of the earth Conspire and are all bent Against the Lord, and Christ His Son, Whom He among us sent. Shall we be bound to them? Say they, Let all Their bonds be broke; And of Their doctrine and Their law Let us reject the yoke. But He that in the Heav’n doth dwell, Their doings will deride; And make them all as mocking-stocks Throughout the world so wide. For in His wrath He shall reprove Their pride and scornful way, And in His fury trouble them, And unto them shall say, I have anointed Him My King Upon My holy hill; I will therefore, Lord, preach Thy law According to Thy will: The law whereof the Lord Himself Hath thus said unto Me, Thou art My only Son, this day Have I begotten Thee. The people I will give to Thee, As heirs at Thy request The ends and coasts of all the earth By Thee shall be possessed. Thou shalt them bruise e’en like to those That under foot are trod, And as a potter’s vessel break Them with an iron rod. Now ye, O kings and rulers all, Be wise therefore and learned, By who the matters of the world Are judged and discerned. See that ye serve the Lord above In trembling and in fear; See that with reverence ye rejoice When ye to Him draw near: See that ye do embrace and kiss His Son without delay; Lest in His wrath ye suddenly Perish from the right way. If once His wrath (but little) shall Be kindled in His breast, Then only they that trust in Him Shall happy be and blest.

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• [Mzm 2:1] Why Did The Jews Proclaim Their Rage?

  Why did the Jews proclaim their rage? The Romans, why their swords employ? Against the Lord their powers engage, His dear Anointed to destroy? “Come, let us break His bands,” they say; “This Man shall never give us laws”: And thus they cast His yoke away, And nail’d the Monarch to the cross. But God, who high in glory reigns, Laughs at their pride, their rage controls; He’ll vex their hearts with inward pains, And speak in thunder to their souls. “I will maintain the King I made On Zion’s everlasting hill; My hand shall bring Him from the dead, And He shall stand your Sov’reign still.” His wondrous rising from the earth Makes His eternal Godhead known; The Lord declares His heav’nly birth— “This day I have begot My Son. “Ascend, My Son, to My right hand, There Thou shalt ask, and I bestow, The utmost bounds of heathen lands; To Thee the northern isles shall bow.” But nations that resist His grace Shall fall beneath His iron stroke; His rod shall crush His foes with ease, As potters’ earthen work is broke. Now, ye that sit on earthly thrones, Be wise, and serve the Lord, the Lamb; Now at His feet submit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at His Name. With humble love address the Son, Lest He grow angry, and ye die; His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, If ye provoke His jealousy. His storms shall drive you quick to hell; He is a God, and ye but dust; Happy the souls that know Him well, And make His grace their only trust.

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• [Mzm 2:1] With Restless And Ungoverned Rage

  With restless and ungoverned rage Why do the heathen storm? Why in such rash attempts engage, As they can ne’er perform? The great in counsel and in might Their various forces bring; Against the Lord they all unite, And His anointed King. “Must we submit to their commands?” Presumptuously they say; “No, let us break Their slavish bands, And cast Their chains away.” But God, who sits enthroned on high, And sees how they combine, Does their conspiring strength defy, And mocks their vain design. Thick clouds of wrath divine shall break On His rebellious foes; And thus will He in thunder speak To all that dare oppose: “Though madly you dispute My will, The King that I ordain, Whose throne is fixed on Zion’s hill, Shall there securely reign.” Attend, O earth, whilst I declare God’s uncontrolled decree; “Thou art my Son, this day My Heir Have I begotten Thee. “Ask and receive Thy full demands; Thine shall the heathen be; The utmost limits of the lands Shall be possessed by Thee. Thy threat’ning scepter Thou shalt shake, And crush them every where; As massy bars of iron break The potter’s brittle ware.” Learn then, ye princes, and give ear, Ye judges of the earth; Worship the Lord with holy fear; Rejoice with awful mirth. Appease the Son with due respect, Your timely homage pay; Lest He revenge the bold neglect, Incensed by your delay. If but in part His anger rise, Who can endure the flame? Then blest are they whose hope relies On His most holy Name.

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• [Mzm 2:10] God Send Us Men

  God send us men whose aim ’twill be, Not to defend some ancient creed, But to live out the laws of Christ In every thought and word and deed. God send us men alert and quick His lofty precepts to translate, Until the laws of Christ become The laws and habits of the state. God send us men of steadfast will, Patient, courageous, strong and true, With vision clear and mind equipped His will to learn, his work to do. God send us men with hearts ablaze, All truth to love, all wrong to hate; These are the patriots nations need; These are the bulwarks of the state.

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• [Mzm 2:12] Why Did The Nations Join To Slay

  Why did the nations join to slay The Lord’s anointed Son? Why did they cast His laws away, And tread His Gospel down? The Lord, that sits above the skies, Derides their rage below; He speaks with vengeance in His eyes, And strikes their spirits through. “I call him my eternal Son, And raise Him from the dead; I make My holy hill His throne, And wide His kingdom spread. “Ask Me, My Son, and then enjoy The utmost heathen lands: Thy rod of iron shall destroy The rebel that withstands.” Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, Obey th’ anointed Lord, Adore the King of heav’nly birth, And tremble at His Word. With humble love address His throne; For if He frown, ye die: Those are secure, and those alone, Who on His grace rely.

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• [Mzm 2:12] Maker And Sov’reign Lord

  Maker and sov’reign Lord Of Heav’n, and earth, and seas, Thy providence confirms Thy Word, And answers Thy decrees. The things so long foretold By David are fulfilled, When Jews and Gentiles join’d to slay Jesus, Thine holy Child. Why did the Gentiles rage, And Jews, with one accord, Bend all their counsels to destroy Th’Anointed of the Lord? Rulers and kings agree To form a vain design; Against the Lord their powers unite Against His Christ they join. The Lord derides their rage, And will support His throne; He that hath rais’d Him from the dead Hath own’d Him for His Son. Now He’s ascended high, And asks to rule the earth; The merit of His blood He pleads, And pleads His heav’nly birth. He asks, and God bestows A large inheritance; Far as the world’s remotest ends His kingdom shall advance. The nations that rebel Must feel His iron rod; He’ll vindicate those honors well Which He receiv’d from God. Be wise, ye rulers, now, And worship at His throne; With trembling joy, ye people, bow To God’s exalted Son. If once His wrath arise, Ye perish on the place; Then blessèd is the soul that flies For refuge to His grace.

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Mazmur 110:1-7

• [Mzm 110:1] Lord Unto His Christ Has Said, The

  The Lord unto His Christ has said, “Sit Thou at My right hand, Until I make Thine enemies Submit to Thy command. A scepter prospered by the Lord Thy mighty hand shall wield; From Zion Thou shalt rule the world, And all Thy foes shall yield. “Thy people will be gladly Thine When Thou shalt come in might, Like dawning day, like hopeful youth, With holy beauty bright. A priesthood that shall never end The Lord has given Thee; This He has sworn, and evermore Fulfilled His Word shall be. “Thou shalt subdue the kings of earth With God at Thy right hand; The nations Thou shalt rule in might And judge in every land.” The Christ, refreshed by living streams, Shall neither faint nor fall, And He shall be the glorious Head, Exalted over all.

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• [Mzm 110:1] Unto My Lord Jehovah Said

  Unto my Lord Jehovah said, “At My right hand I throne Thee, Till at Thy feet, in triumph laid, Thy foes their Ruler crown Thee.” From Zion shall Jehovah send Thy scepter, till before Thee bend The knees of proud rebellion. Thy saints, to greet Thy day of might, In holy raiment muster; As dewdrops in the morning light Thy youths around Thee cluster. Jehovah sware and made decree, “Thou, King of Righteousness, shalt be A royal Priest forever.” The Lord at Thy right hand shall bring On rulers desolation; The Lord shall smite each heathen king, And judge each rebel nation. He, swiftly marching in His wrath, Shall quaff the brook upon His path, And lift His head in glory.

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• [Mzm 110:4] Thou Dear Redeemer, Dying Lamb

  Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, I love to hear of Thee; No music like Thy charming Name, Is half so sweet to me, Is half so sweet to me. O let me ever hear Thy voice In mercy to me speak! And in my Priest, will I rejoice, My great Melchizedek, My great Melchizedek. My Jesus shall be still my theme, While in this world I stay; I’ll sing my Jesus’ lovely Name When all things else decay, When all things else decay. When I appear in yonder cloud, With all Thy favored throng, Then I will sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be my song, And Christ shall be my song.

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• [Mzm 110:4] Where High The Heavenly Temple Stands

  Where high the heavenly temple stands, The house of God not made with hands, A great High Priest our nature wears, The Guardian of mankind appears. He Who for men their Surety stood, And poured on earth His precious blood, Pursues in Heaven His mighty plan, The Savior and the Friend of man. Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother’s eye; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame. Our fellow Sufferer yet retains A fellow feeling of our pains: And still remembers in the skies His tears, His agonies, and cries. In every pang that rends the heart, The Man of Sorrows had a part, He sympathizes with our grief, And to the sufferer sends relief. With boldness, therefore, at the throne, Let us make all our sorrows known; And ask the aids of heavenly power To help us in the evil hour.

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