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Mazmur 47:1

Mazmur 47:5-6

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Ezra 3:10-11

• [Ezr 3:11] Shouting His Praise

  Fearless and faithful, trusting and true, Loyal to Jesus, in all I do; Seeking His glory, loving His laws, Ready and willing to honor His cause. Refrain So would I ever Walk in His ways, Bearing His standard, Shouting His praise. Fearless and faithful, strong in the Lord, Firm as an anchor, my hope His Word; Over the conflicts, raging within, Victory promised thro’ grace I shall win. Refrain Fearless and faithful, earnest in prayer, Living for others, their burdens share; Cheering the lowly, poor and oppressed, Pointing to Jesus, the Giver of rest. Refrain

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Mazmur 47:1

• [Mzm 47:1] All Nations, Clap Your Hands

  All nations, clap your hands, Let shouts of triumph ring, For mighty over all the lands The Lord Most High is King. Above our mighty foes He gave us power to stand, And as our heritage He chose The goodly promised land. With shouts ascends our King, With trumpet’s stirring call; Praise God, praise God, His praises sing, For God is Lord of all. O sing in joyful strains, And make His glory known; God over all the nations reigns, And holy is His throne. Our fathers’ God to own The kings of earth draw nigh, For none can save but God alone, He is the Lord Most High.

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• [Mzm 47:1] Clap Your Hands, Ye People All

  Clap your hands, ye people all, Praise the God on Whom ye call; Lift your voice, and shout His praise, Triumph in His sovereign grace! Glorious is the Lord most High, Terrible in majesty; He His sovereign sway maintains, King o’er all the earth He reigns. Jesus is gone up on high, Takes His seat above the sky: Shout the angel-choirs aloud, Echoing to the trump of God. Sons of earth, the triumph join, Praise Him with the host divine; Emulate the heavenly powers, Their victorious Lord is ours. Shout the God enthroned above, Trumpet forth His conquering love; Praises to our Jesus sing, Praises to our glorious King! Power is all to Jesus given, Power o’er hell, and earth, and Heav’n! Power He now to us imparts; Praise Him with believing hearts. Wonderful in saving power, Him let all our hearts adore; Earth and Heav’n repeat the cry, “Glory be to God most High!”

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• [Mzm 47:1] Hark! The Sounds Of Singing

  Hark! the sounds of singing Coming on the breeze, Notes of triumph winging Over lands and seas. Martial hosts assemble, Flushed with victory, Hell’s battalions tremble And prepare to flee. Refrain Army of salvation! Army of the Lord! Christ our Inspiration Christ our great Reward. Whence have come these legions, Valiant, free and strong? Worldwide are the regions Where they combat wrong. Gathering ’neath our banner While the trumpets blend, Here in fervent manner Let our praise ascend. Refrain Plucked as brands from burning, Saved by Jesus’ might, Earth’s allurement spurning, We for Christ will fight. He Who found and freed us From our captive chain, Surely He will lead us To eternal gain. Refrain Wondrous, wondrous story Of our God-made host, Unto Jesus glory ’Tis in Him we boast. Out of every nation, By His might restored, Army of salvation, Army of the Lord. Refrain

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• [Mzm 47:1] O For A Shout Of Sacred Joy

  O for a shout of sacred joy To God the sov’reign King! Let ev’ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. Jesus our God ascends on high, His heav’nly guards around Attend Him rising through the sky, With trumpets’ joyful sound. While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains; Let all the earth His honors sing; O’er all the earth He reigns. Rehearse His praise with awe profound, Let knowledge lead the song, Nor mock Him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. In Isr’el stood His ancient throne, He lov’d that chosen race; But now He calls the world His own, And heathens taste His grace. The British islands are the Lord’s, There Abraham’s God is known; While powers and princes, shields and swords, Submit before His throne.

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• [Mzm 47:1] Rejoice Ye People, Homage Give

  Rejoice, ye people, homage give, To God with voice of triumph sing; He ruleth in dread majesty, The great, the universal King. He putteth nations under us And maketh us triumphant stand; He giveth for our heritage His promised rest, a goodly land. God hath ascended with a shout, Jehovah with the trumpet’s sound; Sing praise to God our King, sing praise, Yes, let His glorious praise abound. Our God is King of all the earth, With thoughtful heart His praise make known; O’er all the nations God doth reign, Exalted on His holy throne. To praise and serve our cov’nant God The princes of the earth draw nigh; All kingly pow’rs belong to Him, He is exalted, God most high.

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• [Mzm 47:1] Shout Of Mighty Triumph, A

  A shout of mighty triumph Through nature’s realm is heard, A shout which calls creation To hail th’Incarnate Word. Away with clouds and darkness! All hail, thrice blessèd morn; Sing out with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born! Is this, ye holy shepherds, The mighty newborn King? This Child, so sweet and gentle, Can He such rapture bring? O yes! He comes, the Savior Of sinful earth forlorn; Then shout with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born! The cruel, cruel foeman This Child shall overthrow; Full soon, the fierce destroyer, His Lord’s stern might shall know: Of all his boasted power Soon to be roughly shorn; Then shout with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born! But say, sweet virgin mother, The Child upon thy breast, Will He receive young children, And share with them His rest? O yes! He will with glory Both old and young adorn; Then shout with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born! Rejoice then, youths and maidens, Old men and children, too; Lift up your cheerful voices, With bliss and rapture true! Ring out, ye towers and steeples! Blow, trumpet, pipe and horn! Then shout with joy, ye mortals, For Jesus Christ is born!

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Mazmur 47:5-6

• [Mzm 47:5] Lo, God To Heav’n Ascendeth

  Lo, God to Heav’n ascendeth! Throughout its regions vast With shouts triumphant blendeth the trumpet’s thrilling blast: Sing praise to Christ the Lord; sing praise with exultation, King of each heathen nation, the God of hosts adored! With joy is Heav’n resounding Christ’s glad return to see; Behold the saints surrounding the Lord Who set them free. Bright myriads, thronging, come; the cherub band rejoices, And loud seraphic voices all welcome Jesus home. From cross to throne ascending, we follow Christ on high And know the pathway wending to mansions in the sky. Our Lord is gone before; yet here He will not leave us, And soon in Heav’n receive us and open wide the door. Our place He is preparing; to Heav’n we, too, shall rise, With Him His glory sharing, be where our Treasure lies. Bestir thyself, my soul! Where Jesus Christ has entered, There let Thy hope be centered; press onward toward the goal. Let all our thoughts be winging to where Thou didst ascend, And let our hearts be singing: “We seek Thee, Christ, our Friend, Thee, God’s exalted Son, our Life, and Way to heaven, To Whom all power is given, our Joy and Hope and Crown.”

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• [Mzm 47:6] He’s My King

  All day long of Jesus I am singing, He my song of joy will ever be; All the while He keeps my heart-bells ringing, For His love is ev’rything to me. Refrain He’s my King, and O I dearly love Him, He’s my King, no other is above Him; All day long enraptured praise I sing, He’s my Savior, He’s my King! Streams of love around my soul are flowing, From His heart love’s everlasting spring; That is why my faith in Him I’m showing, That is why an endless song I sing. Refrain In His light, I’m going home to glory, With the souls who trust His saving grace; Going home to sing and tell His story, In the blessèd sunshine of His face. Refrain

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• [Mzm 47:6] O Sing His Praise

  O sing His praise, who governs earth and sky; Sing His tender mercy, ever nigh; Sing of the love that ransoms man from sin, Love that conquered death, our souls to win. Refrain Sweet praises bring the heav’nly King; To every nation tell His everlasting love; Sweet praises bring the heav’nly King; He guides us in His ways, He sends the sunny days; And every cloud His will obeys With blessing from above. O sing His praise, with gratitude sincere; Tokens of His goodness thro’ the year; Sing of the care providing for our needs, Thro’ the stranger-land, He gently leads. Refrain O sing His praise; the thankful notes prolong; Let our lives re-echo every song; Let heart and hand the happy strain repeat, Laying loving service at His feet. Refrain

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• [Mzm 47:6] Savior, Blessed Savior

  Savior, blessèd Savior, listen while we sing; Hearts and voices ringing, praises to our King; All we have to offer, all we hope to be, Body, soul, and spirit, all we yield to Thee. Near, ever nearer, Christ, we draw to Thee, Deep in adoration bending low the knee; Thou for our redemption cam’st on earth to die; Thou, that we might follow, hast gone up on high. Great and ever greater, are Thy mercies here; True and everlasting are the glories there, Where no pain nor sorrow, toil nor care is known, Where the angel legions circle round Thy throne. Dark and ever darker, was the wintry past, Now a ray of gladness o’er our path is cast; Every day that passeth, every hour that flies, Tells of love unfeignèd, love that never dies. Clearer still and clearer dawns the light from Heav’n, In our sadness bringing news of sin forgiven; Life has lost its shadows, pure the light within; Thou hast shed Thy radiance on a world of sin. Brighter still and brighter glows the western sun, Shedding all its gladness o’er our work that’s done; Time will soon be over, toil and sorrow past, May we, blessèd Savior, find a rest at last. Onward, ever onward, journeying o’er the road Worn by saints before us, journeying on to God; Leaving all behind us, may we hasten on, Backward never looking till the prize is won. Higher, then, and higher bear the ransomed soul, Earthly toils forgetting, Savior, to its goal; Where in joys unthought of saints with angels sing, Never weary, raising, praises to their King.

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• [Mzm 47:6] Sing We The King

  Sing we the King Who is coming to reign, Glory to Jesus, the Lamb that was slain. Life and salvation His empire shall bring, Joy to the nations when Jesus is King. Refrain Come let us sing, praise to our King, Jesus our King, Jesus our King, This is our song, who to Jesus belong: Glory to Jesus, to Jesus our King. All men shall dwell in His marvelous light, Races long severed His love shall unite, Justice and truth from His scepter shall spring, Wrong shall be ended when Jesus is King. Refrain All shall be well in His kingdom of peace, Freedom shall flourish and wisdom increase, Foe shall be friend when His triumph we sing, Sword shall be sickle when Jesus is King. Refrain Souls shall be saved from the burden of sin, Doubt shall not darken His witness within, Hell hath no terrors, and death hath no sting; Love is victorious when Jesus is King. Refrain Kingdom of Christ, for thy coming we pray, Hasten, O Father, the dawn of the day When this new song Thy creation shall sing, Satan is vanquished, and Jesus is King. Refrain

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Mazmur 68:24-27

• [Mzm 68:24] My God, My King, Thy Praise I Sing

  My God, my King, Thy praise I sing, My heart is all Thine own; My highest powers, my choicest hours, I yield to Thee alone. My voice awake, thy part to take; My soul, the concert join; Till all around shall catch the sound, And mix their hymns with mine. But man is weak Thy praise to speak; Your God, ye angels, sing; ’Tis yours to see, more near than we, The glories of our King. His truth and grace fill time and space; As large His honors be Till all that live their homage give And praise my God with me.

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