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Mazmur 130:5

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Mazmur 119:9

• [Mzm 119:9] Bible, The

  The Bible! the Bible! more precious than gold, The hopes and the glories its pages unfold; It speaks of a Savior, and tells of His love; It shows us the way to the mansions above, It shows us the way to the mansions above. The Bible! the Bible! blest volume of truth, How sweetly it smiles on the season of youth! It bids us seek early the pearl of great price, Ere th’heart is enslaved in the bondage of vice, Ere th’heart is enslaved in the bondage of vice. The Bible! the Bible! we hail it with joy, Its truths and its glories our tongues shall employ; We’ll sing of its triumphs, we’ll sing of its worth, And send its glad tidings afar o’er the earth, And send its glad tidings afar o’er the earth. The Bible! the Bible! the valleys shall ring, And hilltops re-echo the notes that we sing; Our banners inscribed with its precepts and rules Shall long wave in triumph, the joy of our schools, Shall long wave in triumph, the joy of our schools.

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• [Mzm 119:9] How, Can I, Lord, Keep My Way Pure?

  How can I, Lord, keep my way pure? To Your Word I must be true. So I seek You with my whole heart; Do not let me stray from You. Your Word’s hidden in my heart, Lord, That I might not go astray. Praise to You, O Lord, my Father; Teach me Your decrees each day. With my lips I recount gladly All the laws You’ve giv’n to man. I rejoice in all Your statutes, As in wealth too vast to scan. Meditating on Your precepts, I consider all Your ways. I delight in Your decrees, Lord; I will never turn away.

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• [Mzm 119:9] How Shall The Young Direct Their Way?

  How shall the young direct their way? What light shall be their perfect guide? Thy Word, O Lord, will safely lead, If in its wisdom they confide. Sincerely I have sought Thee, Lord, O let me not from Thee depart; To know Thy will and keep from sin Thy Word I cherish in my heart. O blessèd Lord, teach me Thy law, Thy righteous judgments I declare; Thy testimonies make me glad, For they are wealth beyond compare. Upon Thy precepts and Thy ways My heart will meditate with awe; Thy Word shall be my chief delight, And I will not forget Thy law.

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• [Mzm 119:9] How Shall The Young Secure Their Hearts

  How shall the young secure their hearts And guard their lives from sin? Thy Word the choicest rules imparts To keep the conscience clean. When once it enters to the mind, It spreads such light abroad, The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. ’Tis, like the sun, a heav’nly light That guides us all the day, And through the dangers of the night A lamp to lead our way. The men that keep Thy law with care, And meditate Thy Word, Grow wiser than their teachers are, And better know the Lord. Thy precepts make me truly wise: I hate the sinner’s road; I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, But love Thy law, my God. The starry heav’ns Thy rule obey, The earth maintains her place; And these Thy servants, night and day, Thy skill and power express. But still Thy law and Gospel, Lord, Have lessons more divine; Not earth stands firmer than Thy Word, Nor stars so nobly shine. Thy Word is everlasting truth; How pure is every page! That holy Book shall guide our youth And well support our age.

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Mazmur 130:5

• [Mzm 130:5] My Rest

  Deep and deeper fell the shadows, Nearer seemed the golden strand, And my trusting heart was waiting, Passive in my Savior’s hands; O how brightly o’er my spirit Came a radiance from afar, Like the blush of early morning, Like the rising of a star. Refrain I was waiting, calmly waiting, Not a fear was in my breast; I had trusted my Redeemer, And in Him was now my rest. Nearer seemed the shining portals, But the Master said to me, “There are sheaves that must be garnered Ere the reaping dawns for thee; Yet I know that thou wert weary, And I bade thy heart repose By a healing stream that murmurs Where the Rose of Sharon grows.” Refrain In the silent hours of midnight, When my waking thoughts take wings, O the tranquil peace He gives me, And the hallowed songs He brings! He has crowned me with His blessing, And I now by faith can say, I am going forth with vigor, Still rejoicing on my way. Refrain

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• [Mzm 130:5] My Savior, On The Word Of Truth

  My Savior, on the word of truth In earnest hope I live; I ask for all the precious things Thy boundless love can give. I look for many a lesser light About my path to shine; But chiefly long to walk with Thee, And only trust in Thine. In holy expectation held, Thy strength my heart shall stay, For Thy right hand will never let My trust be cast away. Yea, Thou hast kept me near Thy feet, In many a deadly strife, By the stronghold of hope in Thee, The hope of endless life. Thou knowest that I am not blest As Thou wouldst have me be, Till all the peace and joy of faith Possess my soul in Thee And still I seek ’mid many fears, With yearnings unexpressed, The comforts of Thy strengthening love, Thy soothing, settling rest. It is not as Thou wilt with me, Till, humbled in the dust; I know no place in all my heart Wherein to put my trust. Until I find, O Lord, in Thee, The Lowly and the Meek, That fullness which Thy own redeemed Go nowhere else to seek. Then, O my Savior, on my soul, Cast down, but not dismayed, Still be Thy chastening, healing hand In tender, mercy laid. And while I wait for all Thy joys, My yearning heart to fill, Teach me to walk and work with Thee, And at Thy feet sit still.

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  source: Cyberhymnal