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Mazmur 68:19-20

Mazmur 90:1

Mazmur 141:8

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Mazmur 68:17

• [Mzm 68:17] Swing Low, Sweet Chariot

  Refrain Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home, Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan, and what did I see? Coming for to carry me home, A band of angels coming after me, Coming for to carry me home. Refrain If you get there before I do, Coming for to carry me home, Tell all my friends I’m coming, too. Coming for to carry me home. Refrain I’m sometimes up and sometimes down, Coming for to carry me home, But still my soul feels heavenly bound, Coming for to carry me home. Refrain The brightest day that I can say, Coming for to carry me home, When Jesus washed my sins away, Coming for to carry me home. Refrain

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Mazmur 73:28

• [Mzm 73:28] Delay Not, O Sinner, Draw Near

  Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near. The waters of life are now flowing for thee; No price is demanded, the Savior is here; Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, For mercy still lingers and calls thee today. Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb; Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take His sad flight, And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, To sink in the gloom of eternity’s night. Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand, The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade; The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand; What helper, then, sinner, shall lend thee his aid? Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus thy God? A fountain is open, how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleansed in His pardoning blood?

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 73:28] Ye Neighbors And Friends Of Jesus

  Ye neighbors, and friends of Jesus, draw near: His love condescends by titles so dear To call and invite you His triumph to prove, And freely delight you in Jesus’ love. The Shepherd Who died His sheep to redeem, On every side are gathered to Him The weary and burdened, the reprobate race; And wait to be pardoned through Jesus’ grace. The blind are restored through Jesus’ Name, They see their dear Lord, and follow the Lamb; The halt they are walking, and running their race; The dumb they are talking of Jesus’ grace. The deaf hear His voice and comforting Word, It bids them rejoice in Jesus their Lord, “Thy sins are forgiven, accepted thou art”; They listen, and heaven springs up in their heart. The lepers from all their spots are made clean, The dead by His call are raised from their sin; In Jesus’ compassion the sick find a cure, And Gospel salvation is preached to the poor. To us and to them is published the Word: Then let us proclaim our life giving Lord, Who now is reviving His work in our days, And mightily striving to save us by grace. O Jesus! ride on till all are subdued, Thy mercy make known, and sprinkle Thy blood; Display Thy salvation, and teach the new song To every nation, and people, and tongue.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 86:5

• [Mzm 86:5] How Oft, Alas!

  How oft, alas! this wretched heart Has wandered from the Lord, How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of His Word. Yet sovereign mercy calls, “Return”; Dear Lord, and may I come? My vile ingratitude I mourn; O take the wanderer home. And canst Thou, wilt Thou yet forgive, And bid my crimes remove? And shall a pardoned rebel live To speak Thy wondrous love? Almighty grace, thy healing power How glorious, how divine! That can to bliss and life restore So vile a heart as mine. Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Savior, I adore; O keep me at Thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 86:5] Wilt Thou Forgive?

  Wilt Thou forgive that sin, by man begun, Which was my sin though it were done before? Wilt Thou forgive that sin, through which I run, And do run still, though still I do deplore? When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done, For I have more. Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I have won Others to sin, and made my sin their door? Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I did shun A year or two, but wallowed in a score? When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done, For I have more. I have a sin of fear, that when I’ve spun My last thread, I shall perish on the shore; But swear by Thyself, that at my death Thy Son Shall shine, as He shines now and heretofore: And, having done that, Thou hast done: I fear no more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 86:9

• [Mzm 86:9] By All Whom Thou Hast Made

  By all whom Thou hast made Be praise and worship paid Through earth abroad; Thy Name be glorified, There is none great beside, Matchless Thy works abide, For Thou art God. Help me Thy will to do, Thy truth I will pursue, Teach me to fear; Give me the single ye Thy Name to glorify, O Lord, my God most high, With heart sincere. How great Thy love appears That bade death’s gloomy fears No more dismay; O God, to anger slow, Save me from every foe, Thy lovingkindness show, Thy truth display.

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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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• [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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• [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