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Mazmur 19:7-11

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Mazmur 19:7-11

• [Mzm 19:7] Jehovah’s Perfect Law

  Jehovah’s perfect law Restores the soul again; His testimony sure Gives wisdom unto men; The precepts of the Lord are right, And fill the heart with great delight. The Lord’s commands are pure, They light and joy restore; Jehovah’s fear is clean, Enduring evermore; His statutes, let the world confess, Are wholly truth and righteousness. They are to be desired Above the finest gold; Than honey from the comb More sweetness far they hold; With warnings they Thy servant guard, In keeping them is great reward. His errors who can know? Cleanse me from hidden stain; Keep me from willful sins, Nor let them o’er me reign; And then I upright shall appear And be from great transgressions clear. When Thou dost search my life, May all my thoughts within And all the words I speak Thy full approval win. O Lord, Thou art a Rock to me, And my Redeemer Thou shalt be.

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• [Mzm 19:7] O Holy Spirit, Grant Us Grace

  O Holy Spirit, grant us grace That we our Lord and Savior In faith and fervent love embrace And truly serve Him ever, So that when death is drawing nigh, We to His open wounds may fly And find in them salvation. Help us that we Thy saving Word In faithful hearts may treasure; Let e’er that Bread of Life afford New grace in richest measure. Yea, let us die to every sin, For Heav’n create us new within That fruits of faith may flourish. And when our earthly race is run, Death’s bitter hour impending, Then may Thy work in us begun Continue until life’s ending. Until we gladly may commend Our souls into our Savior’s hand To rest in peace eternal.

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• [Mzm 19:7] Thy Word, O Lord, Like Gentle Dews

  Thy Word, O Lord, like gentle dews, Falls soft on hearts that pine; Lord, to Thy garden ne’er refuse This heavenly balm of Thine. Watered by Thee, let every tree Then blossom to Thy praise, By grace of Thine bear fruit divine Through all the coming days. Thy Word is like a flaming sword, A wedge that cleaveth stone; Keen as a fire, so burns Thy Word, And pierceth flesh and bone; Let it go forth o’er all the earth To cleanse our hearts within, To show Thy power in Satan’s hour, And break the night of sin. Thy Word, a wondrous guiding star, On pilgrim hearts doth rise, Leads those to God who dwell afar, And makes the simple wise. Let not its light e’er sink in night, But in each spirit shine, That none may miss Heaven’s final bliss, Led by Thy light divine.

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• [Mzm 19:8] I Love The Volumes Of Thy Word

  I love the volumes of Thy Word; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distressed! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. From the discoveries of Thy law The perfect rules of life I draw; These are my study and delight: Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that hath the furnace past Appears so pleasing to the sight. Thy threat’nings wake my slumb’ring eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But ’tis Thy blessèd Gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain: Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read Thy book of grace, And book of nature, not in vain.

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• [Mzm 19:8] Law Of God Is Good And Wise, The

  The law of God is good and wise, And sets His will before our eyes, Shows us the way of righteousness, And dooms to death when we transgress. Its light of holiness imparts The knowledge of our sinful hearts, That we may see our lost estate And seek deliverance ere too late. To those who help in Christ have found And would in works of love abound It shows what deeds are His delight And should be done as good and right. When men the offered help disdain And willfully in sin remain, Its terror in their ear resounds And keeps their wickedness in bounds. The law is good, but since the fall Its holiness condemns us all; It dooms us for our sin to die And has no power to justify. To Jesus we for refuge flee, Who from the curse has set us free, And humbly worship at His throne, Saved by His grace through faith alone.

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• [Mzm 19:11] Now Woods And Wolds Are Sleeping

  Now woods and wolds are sleeping, And darkness fast is creeping O’er byre, hearth, and hall; But thou, my soul, ere slumber, For blessings passing number Exalt the Giver of them all. Ye also, O my dearest, My friends and kindred nearest, God rest you safe from harm! His angel hosts attend ye, Their golden shields defend ye, From nightly danger and alarm.
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Mazmur 119:72

• [Mzm 119:72] Begin, My Tongue, Some Heavenly Theme

  Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme And speak some boundless thing; The mighty works, or mightier Name Of our eternal King. Tell of His wonderful faithfulness And sound His power abroad; Sing the sweet promise of His grace, The love and truth of God. [originally, And the performing God] Proclaim “salvation from the Lord For wretched, dying men”; His hand has writ the sacred Word With an immortal pen. Engraved as in eternal brass The mighty promise shines; Nor can the powers of darkness ‘rase Those everlasting lines. He that can dash whole worlds to death, And make them when He please, He speaks, and that almighty breath Fulfils His great decrees. His every word of grace is strong As that which built the skies; The voice that rolls the stars along Speaks all the promises. He said, “Let the wide heav’n be spread,” And heav’n was stretched abroad: “Abram, I’ll be thy God,” He said, And He was Abram’s God. O might I hear Thy heavenly tongue But whisper, “Thou art Mine!” Those gentle words shall raise my song To notes almost divine. How would my leaping heart rejoice, And think my heav’n secure! I trust the all creating voice, And faith desires no more.

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Mazmur 119:97

• [Mzm 119:97] Most Perfect Is The Law Of God

  Most perfect is the law of God, Restoring those that stray; His testimony is most sure, Proclaiming wisdom’s way. Refrain O how I love Thy law! O how I love Thy law! It is my meditation all the day. O how I love Thy law! O how I love Thy law! It is my meditation all the day. The precepts of the Lord are right; With joy they fill the heart; The Lord’s commandments all are pure, And clearest light impart. Refrain The fear of God is undefiled And ever shall endure; The statutes of the Lord are truth And righteousness most pure. Refrain They warn from ways of wickedness Displeasing to the Lord, And in the keeping of His Word There is a great reward. Refrain

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Mazmur 119:103

• [Mzm 119:103] I’ll Not Give Up The Bible

  I’ll not give up the Bible, That precious book divine, For glory gilds its pages, And truth adorns each line. Refrain I’ll never give up that holy book, I’ll never give up the Bible; I’ll never give up that holy book, That precious book divine. Though foes may fight against me, And enemies combine, Its precepts still shall guide me, As light from Heav’n they shine. Refrain When fate’s wild storms o’ercloud me, And loud the billows roar, My chart shall be the Bible, To guide to Heav’n’s bright shore. Refrain

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• [Mzm 119:103] O Word Of God

  O Word of God, how marvelous Thy wisdom and thy power! How manifold thy mightiness To meet our need each hour! Refrain O Word of God, how wondrously Does thy sweet voice resound; What gracious loving kindnesses In every tone abound! With sound of thy sweet promises Our longing hearts beat time; Thy messages waft melody, Like bells at evening chime! Refrain Thy warnings sound, how solemnly, Alarms deep toned and dark; Like fog bells on the rocky coast That guide the storm tossed bark! Refrain Thy piloting how sure, how safe, Until, all breakers passed, We triumph o’er each hurricane, And anchor, home at last! Refrain

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• [Mzm 119:103] Something To Feast The Soul

  Something to feast the soul, O Lord, Something to gather from Thy Word, Give us today; That, wheresoe’er our feet may roam, We may be drawing nearer home, Each night, we pray. Give us today our daily bread, That we, from Thy rich bounty fed, May grow within; That, overcoming every foe, The sweet reward of faith may know, A rest from sin. Give us a patient spirit, Lord, For all the world cannot accord Such blissful rest. As, when we lean upon Thy Word, Thy precious promises afford To souls oppressed.

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Mazmur 119:174

• [Mzm 119:174] How I Love Thy Law, O Lord

  How I love Thy law, O Lord! Daily joy its truths afford; In its constant light I go, Wise to conquer every foe. Thy commandments in my heart, Truest wisdom can impart; To my eyes Thy precepts show Wisdom more than sages know. While my heart Thy Word obeys, I am kept from evil ways; From Thy law, with Thee to guide, I have never turned aside. Sweeter are Thy words to me Than all other good can be; Safe I walk, Thy truth my light, Hating falsehood, loving right.

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