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Mazmur 39:6-7

• [Mzm 39:7] Another Year Completed

  Another year completed, The day comes round once more Which with our patron’s radiance Is bright as heretofore. Now, strong in hope, united His festival we greet; He will present our troubles Before the mercy-seat. The Scriptures tell how Moses Did for the people pray, Appeased the Judge eternal, And turned His wrath away; Elijah’s prayer had power, To close and open Heav’n; Such saints as were aforetime, Such saints to us are giv’n. O saint of God, belovèd, And placed on His right hand, Thy prayers be like a rampart As ’gainst the foe we stand; For Abraham’s God is thy God, And Isaac’s God is thine, Thine is the God of Jacob, The Lord of power benign. For forty years His Israel He fed with angels’ food; The flinty rock He opened The streams of water flowed. Entreat that Christ His people May lead to victory: The God of Joshua’s triumph The Lord thy God is He.

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• [Mzm 39:7] Sweeter Sounds That Music Knows

  Sweeter sounds than music knows Charm me, in Emmanuel’s Name; All her hopes my spirit owes To His birth, and cross, and shame. When He came the angels sang “Glory be to God on high,” Lord, unloose my stammering tongue, Who should louder sing than I. Did the Lord a man become That He might the law fulfill, Bleed and suffer in my room, And canst thou, my tongue, be still? No, I must my praises bring, Though they worthless are, and weak; For should I refuse to sing Sure the very stones would speak. O my Savior, Shield, and Sun, Shepherd, Brother, Husband, Friend, Every precious name in one; I will love Thee without end.

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• [Mzm 39:7] Thou Only Sovereign Of My Heart

  Thou only Sovereign of my heart, My Refuge, my almighty Friend— And can my soul from Thee depart, On Whom alone my hopes depend? Whither, ah whither shall I go, A wretched wanderer from my Lord? Can this dark world of sin and woe One glimpse of happiness afford? Eternal life Thy words impart; On these my fainting spirit lives; Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart Than all the round of nature gives. Let earth’s alluring joys combine, While Thou art near, in vain they call; One smile, one blissful smile of Thine, My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.

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• [Mzm 39:7] Year Is Gone, Beyond Recall, The

  The year is gone, beyond recall, With all its hopes and fears, With all its bright and gladdening smiles, With all its mourners’ tears. Thy thankful people praise Thee, Lord, For countless gifts received; And pray for grace to keep the faith Which saints of old believed. To Thee we come, O gracious Lord, The newborn year to bless; Defend our land from pestilence, Give peace and plenteousness. Forgive this nation’s many sins, The growth of vice restrain; And help us all with sin to strive, And crowns of life to gain. From evil deeds that stain the past We now desire to flee; And pray that future years may all Be spent, good Lord, for Thee. O Father, let Thy watchful eye Still look on us in love, That we may praise Thee, year by year, With angel hosts above. All glory to the Father be, All glory to the Son, All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, While endless ages run.

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Mazmur 39:1

• [Mzm 39:1] With Firm Resolve I Held My Peace

  With firm resolve I held my peace And spake not either bad or good, Lest I should utter sinful thoughts While wicked men before me stood. While I was dumb my grief was stirred, My heart grew hot with thought suppressed; The while I mused the fire increased, Then to the Lord I made request. Make me, O Lord, to know my end, Teach me the measure of my days, That I may know how frail I am And turn from pride and sinful ways. My time is nothing in Thy sight, Behold, my days are but a span; Yea, truly, at his best estate, A breath, a fleeting breath, is man. Man’s life is passed in vain desire If troubled years be spent for gain; He knows not whose his wealth shall be, And all his toil is but in vain. And now, O Lord, what wait I for? I have no hope except in Thee; Let not ungodly men reproach, From all transgressions set me free. Because Thou didst it I was dumb, I spoke no word of rash complaint; Remove Thy stroke away from me, Beneath Thy chastisement I faint. When Thou for his iniquity Rebukest and correctest man, His beauty is consumed away; How weak his strength, how vain his plan. Lord, hear my prayer, regard my cry; I weep; be Thou my Comforter. I am a stranger here below, A pilgrim as my fathers were. O spare me, Lord, avert Thy wrath, Deal gently with me, I implore, That I may yet recover strength Ere I go hence and be no more.

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Kolose 3:3-4

• [Kol 3:3] I Live But In Thee

  O Light of my spirit and Joy of my heart, Thou Chief among thousands, how lovely Thou art! I think of Thy goodness where’er I may be, My Rock and Salvation, I live but for Thee. Refrain I live but in Thee, I live but in Thee, My Rock and Salvation, I live but in Thee; I live but in Thee, I live but in Thee, My Rock and Salvation, I live but in Thee. I care not for treasures that rust and decay, I seek not for pleasures that vanish away, Enough that my Savior my portion will be, O loving Redeemer, I live but in Thee. Refrain Thus far hast Thou led me, I’ll trust Thee for all, I know Thou wilt ever respond to my call; I feel that Thy grace is sufficient for me, O Savior of sinners, I live but in Thee. Refrain

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• [Kol 3:4] Christ, The Life Of All The Living

  Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ the Death of death, our foe, Who Thyself for us once giving To the darkest depths of woe, Patiently didst yield Thy breath But to save my soul from death; Praise and glory ever be, Blessèd Jesus, unto Thee. Thou, O Christ, hast taken on Thee Bitter strokes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, O Thou sinless Son of God, Only thus for me to win Rescue from the bonds of sin; Praise and glory ever be, Blessèd Jesus, unto Thee. Thou didst bear the smiting only That it might not fall on me; Stoodest falsely charged and lonely That I might be safe and free; Comfortless that I might know Comfort from Thy boundless woe. Praise and glory ever be, Blessèd Jesus, unto Thee. Heartless scoffers did surround Thee, Treating Thee with shameful scorn And with piercing thorns they crowned Thee, All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne That as Thine Thou mightest own me And with heavenly glory crown me. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee That from pain I might be free; Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee, Thence I gain security; Comfortless Thy soul did languish Me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. Thou hast suffered great affliction, And hast borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, Fully to atone for me; Thou didst choose to be tormented That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. Then, for all that wrought our pardon, For Thy sorrows deep and sore, For Thine anguish in the garden, I will thank Thee evermore; Thank Thee with my latest breath For Thy sad and cruel death, For that last and bitter cry Praise Thee evermore on high.

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