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Mazmur 103:2

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1 Tawarikh 16:8

• [1Taw 16:8] Give Thanks To God The Lord

  Give thanks to God the Lord; upon His Name now call. Make known among the people on earth what He has done for all. Sing praise to Him, now sing; His wondrous acts proclaim. Rejoice, all you who seek the Lord; come glory in His Name. Look to the Lord’s great strength; remember all His deeds. His judgments are in all of the earth; He is the Lord indeed. His cov’nant e’er will stand; His oath He’ll ne’er forget. A thousand generations pass; God’s word continues yet. Sing to the Lord, all earth; His saving power proclaim. Declare His glory to every race; His marvelous deeds now name. For great is God the Lord, most worthy of all praise. He made the heavens and the earth; fear Him and give Him praise. Splendor and majesty before the Lord are found. Both strength and joy with Him do dwell; bring offerings, come bow down. Ascribe unto the Lord the glory due His Name; The splendor of His holiness now worship and proclaim. Let now the heav’ns rejoice; let earth give glad refrain. The world is ’stablished, ne’er to be moved; tell everyone God reigns! Now let the sea resound, be jubilant all fields; The forest trees will sing for joy; earth’s Judge is now revealed. Give thanks to God the Lord; His goodness now declare. He saves, delivers from every foe; His love endures fore’er. Give thanks unto His Name and glory in His praise; Praise to the God of Israel for everlasting days.

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Mazmur 37:1

• [Mzm 37:1] Fret Not Thyself

  Fret not thyself, nor envious be, When wicked workers thou shalt see, Who prosper in their way; For like the grass they perish soon, And, like the herb cut down at noon, They wither in a day. Trust in the Lord and still do well, Within the land securely dwell, Feed on His faithfulness; Delight thee also in the Lord, And to thy heart He will accord The good it would possess. Yea, to the Lord thy way is known; Confide in Him Who on the throne Abides in power divine; Thy righteousness He shall display; Resplendent as the light of day, It shall unclouded shine. Rest in the Lord and be thou still, With patience wait His holy will, Enduring to the end. Fret not though sinners’ gains increase; Forsake thy wrath, from anger cease; It will to evil tend. The evil-doer soon shall die, But those that on the Lord rely Shall all the land obtain. A little while and thou shalt see That wicked man cut off shall be, They shall be sought in vain. Yea, thou shalt soon consider well The place where they were wont to dwell, And it shall not be found; But saints shall all the land possess, And find delight and happiness Where fruits of peace abound. The vile may plot against the just Who in the Lord Jehovah trust, But God will scorn them all; The Lord their coming day shall see, When broken all their power shall be, And ruin on them fall.

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• [Mzm 37:1] Why Should I Vex My Soul?

  Why should I vex my soul, and fret To see the wicked rise? Or envy sinners waxing great By violence and lies? As flowery grass, cut down at noon, Before the evening fades, So shall their glories vanish soon In everlasting shades. Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practice all that’s good; So shall I dwell among the just, And He’ll provide me food. I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait His will; Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfill. Mine innocence shalt Thou display, And make Thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of Heav’n; True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv’n. Rest in the Lord, and keep His way, Nor let your anger rise, Though Providence should long delay To punish haughty vice. Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam; The Lord derides them, for He sees Their day of vengeance come. They have drawn out the threatening sword, Have bent the murderous bow, To slay the men that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts, Shall their own swords against them turn, And pain surprise their hearts.

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Mazmur 70:1

• [Mzm 70:1] Make Haste, O My God, To Deliver

  Make haste, O my God, to deliver, I pray, O Lord, to my rescue make haste; Let those who would harm me be filled with dismay, And in their own folly disgraced. Let them be turned back in confusion, O Lord, Who in my destruction would joy; Let shame and defeat be their only reward, Who sneers and derision employ. May all those who seek Thee, and make Thee their choice, Great gladness and blessedness see; May all those who love Thy salvation rejoice And constantly magnify Thee. I cry in deep need and Thy help I implore; Make haste to the rescue, I pray; My Savior Thou art, and my Strength evermore, No longer Thy coming delay.

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Mazmur 103:2

• [Mzm 103:2] Ere I Sleep, For Every Favor

  Ere I sleep, for every favor, This day showed, by my God, I will bless my Savior. O my Lord, what shall I render To Thy Name, still the same, Gracious, good, and tender? Leave me not, but ever love me; Let Thy peace, be my bliss, Till Thou hence remove me.
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• [Mzm 103:2] O Thou My Soul, Forget No More

  O thou, my soul, forget no more The Friend Who all thy misery bore; Let every idol be forgot, But, O my soul, forget Him not. Jesus for thou a body takes, Thy guilt assumes, thy fetters breaks, Discharging all thy dreadful debt; And canst thou e’er such love forget? Renounce thy works and ways, with grief, And fly to this most sure relief; Nor Him forget, who left His throne, And for thy life gave up His own. Infinite truth and mercy shine, In Him, and He Himself is thine: And canst thou, then, with sin beset, Such charms, such matchless charms, forget? Ah! no—till life itself depart, His Name shall cheer and warm my heart; And lisping this, from earth I’ll rise; And join the chorus of the skies. Ah! no—when all things else expire, And perish in the general fire, This Name all others shall survive, And through eternity shall live.

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Yesaya 62:6-7

• [Yes 62:6] Let Zion’s Watchmen All Awake

  Let Zion’s watchmen all awake And take th’alarm they give; Now let them, from the mouth of God Their awful charge receive. ’Tis not a cause of small import The pastor’s care demands; But what might fill an angel’s heart And filled a Savior’s hands. They watch for souls for which the Lord Did heav’nly bliss forego; Those that have tasted His rich grace, And seek His will to know. All to the great tribunal haste Th’account to render there; And shouldst Thou strictly mark our faults Lord, where should we appear? May that same Jesus, whom they preach, Their own Redeemer be; And watch Thou daily o’er their souls, That they may watch for Thee.

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• [Yes 62:6] Round The Sacred City Gather

  Round the Sacred City gather Egypt, Edom, Babylon; All the warring hosts of error, Sworn against her, move as one: Vain the leaguer! her foundations Are upon the holy hills, And the love of the Eternal All her stately temple fills. Get thee, watchman, to the rampart! Gird thee, warrior, with thy sword! Be ye strong as ye remember That amidst you is the Lord: Like the night mists from the valley, These shall vanish one by one, Egypt’s malice, Edom’s envy, And the hate of Babylon. But be true, ye sons and daughters, Lest the peril be within: Watch to prayer, lest, while ye slumber, Stealthy foemen enter in: Safe the mother and the children, In their will and love be strong, While their loyal hearts go singing Prayer and praise for battle song. Church of God! if we forget thee Let His blessings fail our hand, When our love shall not prefer thee Let His love forget our land— Nay! to thee shall we be steadfast, Though the world’s foundations shake, Love of thee is love for ever, Love of thee for Jesus’ sake. Church of Christ! upon thy banner, Lo, His passion’s awful sign; By that seal of His redemption Thou art His, and He is thine: From the depth of His atonement Flows thy sacramental tide: From the height of His ascension Flows the grace which is thy guide. God the Spirit dwells within thee, His society divine, His the living Word thou keepest, His thy apostolic line. Ancient prayer and song liturgic, Creeds that change not to the end, As His gift we have received them, As His charge we will defend. Alleluia, alleluia, To the Father, Spirit, Son, In Whose will the Church at warfare With the Church at rest is one; So to Thee we sing in union, God in earth and Heav’n adored, Alleluia, alleluia, Holy, holy, holy Lord.

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