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1 Tawarikh 29:14

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1 Tawarikh 29:14

• [1Taw 29:14] Lord Jesus, Blessed Giver

  Lord Jesus, blessèd Giver, We give of Thine to Thee; Thy gifts are like a river, Full flowing, wide and free. So let our love, outgoing Among the songs of men, Thy strength and joy bestowing, Return Thy gifts again. O give us of Thy Spirit That joys to give Its all; Thy voice—O when we hear it May we obey its call. That voice whose call is pleading From nations far away— We hear it, we are heeding; Lord, help us to obey.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [1Taw 29:14] We Give Thee But Thine Own

  We give Thee but Thine own, Whate’er the gift may be; All that we have is Thine alone, A trust, O Lord, from Thee. May we Thy bounties thus As stewards true receive, And gladly, as Thou blessest us, To Thee our firstfruits give. O hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold, And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled Are straying from the fold. To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless Is angels’ work below. The captive to release, To God the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace— It is a Christ-like thing. And we believe Thy Word, Though dim our faith may be; Whate’er for Thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 88:1

• [Mzm 88:1] Lord, The God Of My Salvation

  Lord, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry to Thee; Let my prayer now find acceptance, in Thy mercy answer me. Full of troubles and affliction, nigh to death my soul is brought, Helpless, like one cast forever from Thy care and from Thy thought. Thou hast brought me down to darkness, ’neath Thy wrath I am oppressed; All the billows of affliction overwhelm my soul distressed. Thou hast made my friends despise me, and companionless I go, Bound, and helpless in my bondage, pining in my bitter woe. Unto Thee, with hands uplifted, daily I direct my cry; Hear, O Lord, my supplication, hear and save me ere I die. Wilt Thou wait to show Thy wonders and Thy mercy to the dead? Let me live to tell Thy praises, by Thy lovingkindness led. Still, O Lord, renewed each morning unto Thee my prayer shall be; Cast me not away forever, let me now Thy favor see. All my life is spent in sorrow, grief and terror always nigh, Waves of wrath have surged about me; show Thy mercy ere I die. Friend and lover are departed, dark and lonely is my way; Lord, be Thou my Friend and Helper, still to Thee, O Lord, I pray. Lord, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry to Thee; Let my prayer now find acceptance; in Thy mercy answer me.

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  source: Cyberhymnal