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Mazmur 90:1

Mazmur 91:9

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Mazmur 31:20

• [Mzm 31:20] In The Secret Of His Presence

  In the secret of His presence how my soul delights to hide! Oh, how precious are the lessons which I learn at Jesus’ side! Earthly cares can never vex me, neither trials lay me low; For when Satan comes to tempt me, to the secret place I go, To the secret place I go. When my soul is faint and thirsty, ’neath the shadow of His wing There is cool and pleasant shelter, and a fresh and crystal spring; And my Savior rests beside me, as we hold communion sweet: If I tried, I could not utter what He says when thus we meet, What He says when thus we meet. Only this I know: I tell Him all my doubts, my griefs and fears; Oh, how patiently He listens! and my drooping soul He cheers: Do you think He ne’er reproves me? What a false Friend He would be, If He never, never told me of the sins which He must see, Of the sins which He must see. Would you like to know the sweetness of the secret of the Lord? Go and hide beneath His shadow: this shall then be your reward; And whene’er you leave the silence of that happy meeting place, You must mind and bear the image of the Master in your face, Of the Master in your face.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 90:1

• [Mzm 90:1] Lord, Thou Hast Been Our Dwelling Place

  Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling place Through all the ages of our race; Before the mountains had their birth, Or Thou hadst formed the earth; From everlasting Thou art God, To everlasting our abode. Man soon yields up his fleeting breath Before the swelling tide of death; Like transient sleep his seasons pass, His life is like the tender grass, Luxuriant ’neath the morning sun And withered ere the day is done. Man in Thine anger is consumed, And unto grief and sorrow doomed; Before Thy clear and searching sight Our secret sins are brought to light; Beneath Thy wrath we pine and die, Our life expiring like a sigh. For threescore years and ten we wait, Or fourscore years if strength be great; But grief and toil attend life’s day, And soon our spirits fly away; O who with true and reverent thought Can fear Thine anger as he ought? O teach Thou us to count our days And set our hearts on wisdom’s ways Turn, Lord, to us in our distress In pity now Thy servants bless; Let mercy’s dawn dispel our night, And all our day with joy be bright. O send the day of joy and light, For long has been our sorrow’s night; Afflicted through the weary years, We wait until Thy help appears; In all Thy children Thou abide, In us let God be glorified. So let there be on us bestowed The beauty of the Lord our God; The work accomplished by our hand Establish Thou, and make it stand; Yea, let our hopeful labor be Established evermore by Thee.

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• [Mzm 90:1] Lord, Thou Hast Been Our Dwelling Place (gill)

  Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling place In every generation; Thy people still have known Thy grace, And blessed Thy consolation; Through every age Thou heard’st our cry; Through every age we found Thee nigh, Our Strength and our Salvation. Our cleaving sins we oft have wept, And oft Thy patience provèd; But still Thy faith we fast have kept, Thy Name we still have lovèd; And Thou hast kept and loved us well, Hast granted us in Thee to dwell, Unshaken, unremovèd. No, nothing from those arms of love Shall Thine own people sever; Our Helper never will remove, Our God will fail us never. Thy people, Lord, have dwelt in Thee, Our dwelling place Thou still wilt be, For ever and for ever.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 90:1] Lord, Through All The Generations

  Lord, through all the generations Of the children of our race, In our fears and tribulations, Thou hast been our dwelling place. Ere the vast and wide creation By Thy word was caused to be, Or the mountains held their station, Thou art God eternally. Each succeeding generation At Thy mighty word appears; Thou dost count in time’s duration One day as a thousand years. Death, with swift and sudden warning, Calls us from life’s dream away, Like the grass, green in the morning, Withered ere the close of day. Long the clouds of evil lower; Bless us now with gladsome days; Let Thy servants see Thy power, Let their children learn Thy praise. On us let the grace and beauty Of the Lord our God remain, Strengthen us for noble duty That our work be not in vain.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 90:1] Our God, Our Help In Ages Past

  Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. Thy Word commands our flesh to dust, “Return, ye sons of men:” All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their lives and cares, Are carried downwards by the flood, And lost in following years. Time, like an ever rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. Like flowery fields the nations stand Pleased with the morning light; The flowers beneath the mower’s hand Lie withering ere ‘tis night. Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be Thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 91:9

• [Mzm 91:9] Because Thy Trust Is God Alone

  Because thy trust is God alone, Thy refuge is the Highest One; No evil shall upon thee come, Nor plague approach thy guarded home. Angelic guards at His commands Will bear thee safely in their hands, Will keep thee, lest, if left alone, Thou dash thy foot against a stone. Though fierce and treacherous foes assail, Their power and wrath shall not prevail; Their cruel strength, their venomed spite, Thou shalt o’ercome with conquering might. Because on Me he set his love, I will his constant Savior prove, And since to him My Name is known, I will exalt him as Mine own. As oft as he shall call me on Me, Most gracious shall My answer be; I will be with him in distress, And in his trouble I will bless. Complete deliverance I will give, And honor him while he shall live; Abundant life I will bestow, To him, My full salvation show.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 91:9] Ye Sons Of Men, A Feeble Race

  Ye sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling place, And try and trust His care. No ill shall enter where you dwell; Or if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, ’Twill raise His saints on high. He’ll give His angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways; To watch your pillow while you sleep, And guard your happy days. Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall And dash against the stones: Are they not servants at His call, And sent t’attend His sons? Adders and lions ye shall tread; The tempter’s wiles defeat; He that hath broke the serpent’s head Puts him beneath your feet. “Because on Me they set their love, I’ll save them,” saith the Lord; “I’ll bear their joyful souls above Destruction and the sword. “My grace shall answer when they call, In trouble I’ll be nigh; My power shall help them when they fall, And raise them when they die. “They that on earth My Name have known I’ll honor them in Heav’n; There My salvation shall be shown, And endless live be giv’n.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal