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Mazmur 121:1-2

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Mazmur 121:1-2

• [Mzm 121:1] Across The Sky The Shades Of Night

  Across the sky the shades of night This New Year’s Eve are fleeting, We deck Thine altar, Lord, with light, In solemn worship meeting; And as the year’s last hours go by, We raise to Thee our earnest cry, Once more Thy love entreating. Before the cross subdued we bow, To Thee our prayers addressing, Recounting all Thy mercies now, And all our sins confessing; Beseeching Thee this coming year To keep us in Thy faith and fear And crown us with Thy blessing. And while we pray, we lift our eyes To dear ones gone before us, Safe home with thee in paradise, Whose peace descendeth o’er us; And beg of Thee, when life is past, To reunite us all at last With those who’ve gone before us. We gather up in this brief hour The memory of Thy mercies; Thy wondrous goodness, love and power Our grateful song rehearses; For Thou hast been our Strength and Stay In many a dark and dreary day Of sorrow and reverses. In many an hour when fear and dread, Like evil spells, have bound us And clouds were gathering overhead, Thy providence hath found us. In many a night when seas ran high, Thy gracious presence, drawing nigh, Hath made all calm around us. Then, O great God, in years to come, Whatever may betide us, Right onward through our journey home Be Thou at hand to guide us; Nor leave us till at close of life, Safe from all perils, toil, and strife, Heaven shall enfold and hide us.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 121:1] I To The Hills Will Lift My Eyes

  I to the hills will lift my eyes; O whence shall come my aid? My help is from the Lord alone, Who Heav’n and earth has made. He will not let thy foot be moved, Thy Guardian never sleeps; With watchful and unslumbering care, His own He safely keeps. Thy faithful Keeper is the Lord, Thy Shelter and thy Shade; ’Neath sun or moon, by day or night, Thou shalt not be afraid. From evil He will keep thee safe, For thee He will provide; Thy going out, thy coming in, Forever He will guide.

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• [Mzm 121:1] Mine Eyes Look Toward The Mountains

  Mine eyes look toward the mountains, Help cometh from on high; From God Who never slumbers, Whose care is ever nigh. My foot shall not be movèd, My keeper is the Lord; He never shall forsake me; I trust me to His Word. God keepeth me from falling, Fulfilleth all my need; His love doth e’er uphold me, In faithful word and deed. He keepeth me from evil, My onward way doth trace, My going and my coming, He crowneth with His grace.

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• [Mzm 121:1] To The Hills I Lift Mine Eyes

  To the hills I lift mine eyes; Whence shall help for me arise? From the Lord shall come mine aid, Who the Heav’n and earth has made. He will guide through dangers all, Will not suffer thee to fall; He Who safe His people keeps Slumbers not and never sleeps. Thy Protector is the Lord, Shade for thee He will afford; Neither sun nor moon shall smite, God shall guard by day and night. He will ever keep thy soul, What would harm He will control; In the home and by the way He will keep thee day by day.

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• [Mzm 121:1] Unto The Hills Around Do I Lift Up

  Unto the hills around do I lift up my longing eyes O whence for me shall my salvation come, from whence arise? From God, the Lord, doth come my certain aid, From God, the Lord, who heaven and earth hath made. He will not suffer that thy foot be moved: safe shalt thou be. No careless slumber shall His eyelids close, who keepeth thee. Behold, He sleepeth not, He slumbereth ne’er, Who keepeth Israel in His holy care. Jehovah is Himself thy Keeper true, thy changeless Shade; Jehovah thy Defense on thy right hand Himself hath made. And thee no sun by day shall ever smite; No moon shall harm thee in the silent night. From every evil shall He keep thy soul, from every sin; Jehovah shall preserve thy going out, thy coming in. Above thee watching, He Whom we adore Shall keep thee henceforth, yea, forevermore.

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Mazmur 123:1

• [Mzm 123:1] To Thee, O Lord, I Lift Mine Eyes

  To Thee, O Lord, I lift mine eyes, O Thou enthroned above the skies; As servants watch their master’s hand, Or maidens by their mistress stand; So to the Lord our eyes we raise, Until His mercy He displays. Refrain To Thee, O Lord, I lift mine eyes, O Thou enthroned above the skies. O Lord, our God, Thy mercy show, For man’s contempt and scorn we know; Reproach and shame Thy saints endure From wicked men who dwell secure; Man’s proud contempt and scorn we know; O Lord, our God, Thy mercy show. Refrain

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• [Mzm 123:1] With Joy We Lift Our Eyes

  With joy we lift our eyes, To those bright realms above, That glorious temple in the skies, Where dwells eternal Love. Before Thy throne we bow, O Thou almighty King; Here we present the solemn vow And hymns of praise we sing. While in Thy house we kneel, With trust and holy fear, Thy mercy and Thy truth reveal, And lend a gracious ear. Lord, teach our hearts to pray, And tune our lips to sing, Nor from Thy presence cast away, The sacrifice we bring.

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Lukas 18:13

• [Luk 18:13] Have Compassion, Lord, On Me!

  O my Savior, I am weary! Let my cry to Thee ascend While in humble supplication Now before Thy throne I bend! Refrain Weak and helpless, yet believing, Casting all my care on Thee, I am hoping, trusting, praying; Have compassion, Lord, on me! O my Savior, tho’ unworthy, I have nowhere else to go; Thou canst pardon my transgressions, Thou canst wash me white as snow! Refrain O my Savior, by Thy Spirit Thou hast called me o’er and o’er; Now repentant I am coming; Lord, my wand’ring soul restore! Refrain O my Savior, do not leave me Here to perish at Thy throne; In Thy tender, loving mercy Cleanse and make me all Thine own! Refrain

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• [Luk 18:13] Lord, I Deserve Thy Deepest Wrath

  Lord, I deserve thy deepest wrath, Ungrateful, faithless I have been; No terrors have my soul deterred, Nor goodness wooed me from my sin. No terrors have my soul deterred, Nor goodness wooed me from my sin. My heart is vile, my mind depraved, My flesh rebels against Thy will; I am polluted in Thy sight, Yet, Lord have mercy on me still! I am polluted in Thy sight, Yet, Lord have mercy on me still! Without defense to Thee I look, To Thee the only Savior fly; Without a hope, without a friend, In deep distress to Thee I cry, Without a hope, without a friend, In deep distress to Thee I cry. Speak peace to me, my sins forgive, Dwell Thou within my heart, O God, The guilt and pow’r of sin remove, And fit me for Thy blest abode, The guilt and pow’r of sin remove, And fit me for Thy blest abode.

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• [Luk 18:13] Lord, Like The Publican I Stand

  Lord, like the publican I stand, And lift my heart to Thee; Thy pardoning grace, O God, command, Be merciful to me. I smite upon my anxious breast, O’erwhelmed with agony; O save my soul by sin oppressed, Be merciful to me. My guilt, my shame, I all confess, I have no hope nor plea But Jesus’ blood and righteousness; Be merciful to me. Here at Thy cross I still would wait, Nor from its shelter flee, But Thou, O God, in mercy great, Art merciful to me.

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• [Luk 18:13] O Son Of God, In Glory Crowned

  O Son of God, in glory crowned, The Judge ordained of quick and dead! O Son of Man, so pitying found For all the tears Thy people shed! Be with us in this darkened place, This weary, restless, dangerous night; And teach, O teach us, by Thy grace, To struggle onward into light! And since, in God’s recording book, Our sins are written, every one, The crime, the wrath, the wandering look The good we knew, and left undone; Lord, ere the last dread trump be heard, And ere before Thy face we stand, Look Thou on each accusing word, And blot it with Thy bleeding hand. And by the love that brought Thee here, And by the cross, and by the grave, Give perfect love for conscious fear, And in the day of judgment save.

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• [Luk 18:13] Only A Sinner

  Naught have I gotten but what I received; Grace hath bestowed it since I have believed; Boasting excluded, pride I abase; I’m only a sinner, saved by grace! Refrain Only a sinner, saved by grace! Only a sinner, saved by grace! This is my story, to God be the glory— I’m only a sinner, saved by grace! Once I was foolish, and sin ruled my heart, Causing my footsteps from God to depart; Jesus hath found me, happy my case; I now am a sinner, saved by grace! Refrain Tears unavailing, no merit had I; Mercy had saved me, or else I must die; Sin had alarmed me fearing God’s face; But now I’m a sinner saved by grace! Refrain Suffer a sinner whose heart overflows, Loving his Savior to tell what he knows; Once more to tell it would I embrace— I’m only a sinner saved by grace! Refrain

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• [Luk 18:13] Savior, Prince Of Israel’s Race

  Savior, Prince of Israel’s race, See me from Thy lofty throne; Give the sweet relenting grace, Soften this obdurate stone! Stone to flesh, O God, convert; Cast a look, and break my heart! By Thy Spirit, Lord, reprove, All my inmost sins reveal, Sins against Thy light and love Let me see, and let me feel; Sins that crucified my God, Spilt again Thy precious blood. Jesu, seek Thy wandering sheep, Make me restless to return; Bid me look on Thee, and weep, Bitterly as Peter mourn, Till I say, by grace restored, “Now Thou know’st I love Thee, Lord!” Might I in Thy sight appear, As the publican distressed, Stand, not daring to draw near, Smite on my unworthy breast, Groan the sinner’s only plea, “God, be merciful to me!” O remember me for good, Passing through the mortal vale! Show me the atoning blood, When my strength and spirit fail; Give my gasping soul to see Jesus crucified for me!

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• [Luk 18:13] Sinful, Sighing To Be Blest

  Sinful, sighing to be blest, Bound, and longing to be free; Weary, waiting for my rest: God, be merciful to me. Holiness I’ve none to plead, Sinfulness is all I see, I can only bring my need: God, be merciful to me. Broken heart and downcast eyes, Dare not lift themselves to Thee; Yet Thou canst interpret sighs: God, be merciful to me. From this sinful heart of mine To Thy bosom I would flee; I am not mine own, but Thine: God, be merciful to me. There is One beside Thy throne, And my only hope and plea Are in Him and Him alone: God, be merciful to me. He my cause will undertake, My Interpreter will be; He’s my all, and for His sake, God, be merciful to me.

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  source: Cyberhymnal