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Ayub 1:11-12

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Mazmur 139:1-2

Mazmur 139:23-24

Maleakhi 3:1

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Mazmur 139:1-2

• [Mzm 139:1] Lord, All I Am Is Known To Thee

  Lord, all I am is known to Thee: In vain my soul would try To shun Thy presence, or to flee The notice of Thine eye. Thy all surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, The secrets of my breast. My thoughts lie open to Thee, Lord, Before they’re formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, Thou knowest the sense I mean. O wondrous knowledge! deep and high: Where can a creature hide? Within Thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. So let Thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love.

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• [Mzm 139:1] Lord, Thou Hast Searched Me

  Lord, Thou hast searched me and dost know Where’er I rest, where’er I go; Thou knowest all that I have planned, And all my ways are in Thy hand. My words from Thee I cannot hide, I feel Thy power on every side; O wondrous knowledge, awful might, Unfathomed depth, unmeasured height. Where can I go apart from Thee, Or whither from Thy presence flee? In Heav’n? It is Thy dwelling fair; In death’s abode? Lo, Thou art there. If I the wings of morning take, And far away my dwelling make, The hand that leadeth me is Thine, And my support Thy power divine. If deepest darkness cover me, The darkness hideth not from Thee; To Thee both night and day are bright, The darkness shineth as the light.

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• [Mzm 139:1] Thou Knowest, Lord (hawkes)

  Thou knowest, Lord, Thou know’st my life’s deep story, And all the mingled good and ill I do; Thou seest my shame, my few stray gleams of glory, Where I am false and where my soul rings true. Lord, I am glad Thou know’st my inmost being, Glad Thou dost search the secrets of my heart; I would not hide one folly from Thy seeing, Nor shun Thy healing touch to save the smart. Like warp and woof the good and ill are blended, Nor do I see the pattern that I weave; Yet in Thy love the whole is comprehended, And in Thy hand my future lot I leave. Only, dear Lord, make plain the path of duty; Let not my shame and sorrow weigh me down, Lest in despair I fail to see its beauty, And weeping vainly, miss the victor’s crown.

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• [Mzm 139:1] O Lord, My Inmost Heart And Thought

  O Lord, my inmost heart and thought Thy searching eye doth see; Where’er I rest, where’er I go, My ways are known to Thee. Each spoken word, each silent thought, Thou, Lord, dost understand; Before me and behind art Thou, Restraining by Thy hand. If I the wings of morning take To some remotest land, Still I shall be upheld by Thee And guided by Thy hand. From Thee, O Lord, I cannot hide Though darkness cover me; The darkness and the light of day Are both alike to Thee. Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, my thoughts to know; O lead me, if in sin I stray, In paths of life to go.

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• [Mzm 139:1] With Thy Benediction

  With Thy benediction falling on our ear, Pray we now, Most Holy, be Thou ever near; Near us ’mid the shadows of the coming night; Near us when the morning breaks in golden light.
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• [Mzm 139:2] Thou, Lord, By Strictest Search Hast Known

  Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down; My secret thoughts are known to Thee, Known long before conceived by me. Thine eye my bed and path surveys, My public haunts and private ways, Thou know’st what ’tis my lips would vent, My yet unuttered word’s intent. Surrounded by Thy power I stand, On every side I find Thy hand; O skill, for human reach too high! Too dazzling bright for mortal eye! Search, try, O God, my thought and heart, If mischief lurks in any part; Correct me where I go astray, And guide me in Thy perfect way.

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• [Mzm 139:1] Lord, Thou Hast Searched And Seen Me Through

  Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me through, Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my opening lips they break. Within Thy circling power I stand; On every side I find Thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit Thy service and Thy love, Where, Lord, could I Thy presence shun, Or from Thy dreadful glory run? If up to Heav’n I take my flight, ’Tis there Thou dwell’st enthroned in light Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath Thy chains. If, mounted on a morning ray, I fly beyond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest Thy fugitive. Or should I try to shun Thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of Thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from Thy all-searching eyes; Thy hand can seize Thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they’re both alike to Thee; Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to His eye. O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where’er I rove, where’er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there.

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Mazmur 139:23-24

• [Mzm 139:23] Blest Jesus, When My Soaring Thoughts

  Blest Jesus, when my soaring thoughts O’er all Thy graces rove, O’er all Thy graces rove, How is my soul in transport lost— How is my soul in transport lost— In wonder, joy and love. Not softest strains can charm mine ears Like Thy belovèd Name, Like Thy belovèd Name! Nor aught beneath the skies inspire, Nor aught beneath the skies inspire, My heart with equal flame. Where’er I look, my wondering eyes Unnumbered blessings see! Unnumbered blessings see! But what is life with all its bliss! But what is life with all its bliss! If once compared to Thee! Hast Thou a rival in my breast? Search, Lord, for Thou canst tell, Search, Lord, for Thou canst tell, If aught can raise my passions thus, If aught can raise my passions thus, Or please my soul so well.

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• [Mzm 139:23] Do Not I Love Thee, O My Lord?

  Do not I love Thee, O my Lord? Behold my heart and see; And turn each cursèd idol out, That dares to rival Thee. Do not I love Thee, O my Lord? Then let me nothing love; Dead be my heart to every joy, When Jesus cannot move. Is not Thy Name melodious still To mine attentive ear? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound My Savior’s voice to hear? Hast Thou a lamb in all Thy flock I would disdain to feed? Hast Thou a foe, before whose face I fear Thy cause to plead? Would not mine ardent spirit vie With angels round the throne, To execute Thy sacred will, And make Thy glory known? Would not my heart pour forth its blood In honor of Thy Name? And challenge the cold hand of death To damp th’immortal flame? Thou know’st I love Thee, dearest Lord, But O, I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love Thee more!

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• [Mzm 139:23] Search Me, O God (orr)

  Search me, O God, And know my heart today; Try me, O Savior, Know my thoughts, I pray. See if there be Some wicked way in me; Cleanse me from every sin And set me free. I praise Thee, Lord, For cleansing me from sin; Fulfill Thy Word, And make me pure within. Fill me with fire Where once I burned with shame; Grant my desire To magnify Thy Name. Lord, take my life, And make it wholly Thine; Fill my poor heart With Thy great love divine. Take all my will, My passion, self and pride; I now surrender, Lord In me abide. O Holy Ghost, Revival comes from Thee; Send a revival, Start the work in me. Thy Word declares Thou wilt supply our need; For blessings now, O Lord, I humbly plead.

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• [Mzm 139:23] Search Me, O God (simpson)

  Search me, O God, search me and know my heart; Try me and prove me in the hidden part; Cleanse me and make me holy, as Thou art, And lead me in the way everlasting. Refrain Lead me, lead me, lead me in the way everlasting; Keep me from the things that wither and decay; Give to me the things that cannot pass away, And lead me in the way everlasting. Thou art the same today and yesterday; Oh, make Thy life in me the same alway; Take from my heart the things that pass away; Lead, lead me in the way everlasting. Refrain Take my poor heart and only let me love The things that always shall abiding prove; Bind all my heartstrings to the world above, And lead me in the way everlasting. Refrain Help me to lay my treasures up on high; Teach me to seek my future in the sky; Give me my portion yonder by and by, And lead me in the way everlasting. Refrain Oh, let my work abide the testing day That shall consume the stubble and the hay; Oh, build my house upon the rock, I pray, And lead me in the way everlasting. Refrain

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• [Mzm 139:23] Search Me, O Lord

  Search me, O Lord, and try this heart of mine, Search me, and prove if I indeed am Thine. Test by Thy Word, that never changed can be, My strength of hope and living faith in Thee. Search me, O Lord, subdue each vain desire, And in my soul a deeper love inspire. Hide Thou my life, that I, supremely blest, Beneath Thy wings in perfect peace may rest. Search me, O Lord, and from the dross of sin, Refine as gold, and keep me pure within, Search Thou my thoughts whose springs Thine eyes can see; From secret faults, O Savior, cleanse Thou me. Search me, O Lord, let faith through grace divine Thyself reflect in every act of mine, Till at Thy call my waiting soul shall rise, Caught up with joy, to meet Thee whom I prize.

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• [Mzm 139:23] Searcher Of Hearts, From Mine Erase

  Searcher of hearts, from mine erase All thoughts that should not be, And in its deep recesses trace My gratitude to Thee. Hearer of prayer, O guide aright Each word and deed of mine; Life’s battle teach me how to fight, And be the vict’ry Thine. Giver of all—for ev’ry good In the Redeemer came— For raiment, shelter, and for food, I thank Thee in His Name. Father, and Son, and Holy Ghost, Thou glorious Three in One, Thou knowest best what I need most, And let Thy will be done.

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• [Mzm 139:24] Father, Lead Me Day By Day

  Father, lead me day by day, Ever in Thine own sweet way; Teach me to be pure and true; Show me what I ought to do. When in danger, make me brave, Make me know that Thou canst save; Keep me safe by Thy dear side; Let me in Thy love abide. When I’m tempted to do wrong, Make me steadfast, wise and strong; And when all alone I stand, Shield me with Thy mighty hand. When my heart is full of glee, Help me to remember Thee, Happy most of all to know That my Father loves me so.

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Maleakhi 3:1

• [Mal 3:1] Great Forerunner Of The Morn, The

  The great forerunner of the morn, The herald of the Word, is born: And faithful hearts shall never fail With thanks and praise his light to hail. With heavenly message Gabriel came, That John should be that herald’s name, And with prophetic utterance told His actions great and manifold. John, still unborn, yet gave aright His witness to the coming Light; And Christ, the Sun of all the earth, Fulfilled that witness at His birth. Of woman born shall never be A greater prophet than was he, Whose mighty deeds exalt his fame To greater than a prophet’s name. But why should mortal accents raise The hymn of John the Baptist’s praise? Of whom, or e’er his course was run, Thus spake the Father to the Son? “Behold, My herald, who shall go Before Thy face Thy way to show, And shine, as with the day-star’s gleam, Before Thine own eternal beam.” All praise to God the Father be, All praise, eternal Son, to Thee, Whom with the Spirit we adore Forever and forevermore.

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• [Mal 3:1] Open The Windows Of Heaven

  Open the windows of Heaven, Send showers of blessing just now; Look on us, Lord, in Thy mercy, While humbly before Thee we bow. Refrain Showers of blessing, Fresh showers of blessing we need; Showers of blessing, For showers of blessing we plead. Open the windows of Heaven, Look tenderly on us in love Coming in heartfelt contrition, We pray Thee our sins hence remove. Refrain Trusting, we’ll try Thee, and prove Thee; All effort without Thee is vain; Earth’s greatest pleasures are fleeting, Their loss is our infinite gain. Refrain Open the windows of Heaven, And bless us for Thy dear Son’s sake; His blood shed for our redemption, Our plea, only plea we now make. Refrain

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Pengkhotbah 1:7

• [Pkh 1:7] Crossing The Bar

  Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea. But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam. When that which drew from the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell When I embark. For, though from out our bourne of time and place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar.

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