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Mazmur 42:4

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Mazmur 39:12

• [Mzm 39:12] By Thy Birth And By Thy Tears

  By Thy birth and by Thy tears, By Thy human griefs and fears, By Thy conflict in the hour Of the subtle tempter’s power; Savior, look with pitying eye; Savior, help me, or I die. By the tenderness that wept O’er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the bitter tears that flowed Over Salem’ s lost abode, Savior, look with pitying eye; Savior, help me, or I die. By Thy lonely hour of prayer, By Thy fearful conflict there, By Thy cross and dying cries, By the one great sacrifice; Savior, look with pitying eye; Savior, help me, or I die. By Thy triumph o’er the grave, By Thy power the lost to save, By Thy high, majestic throne, By the empire all Thine own; Savior, look with pitying eye; Savior, help me, or I die.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 39:12] Hear Me, O Father

  O heav’nly Father, hear my supplication, I bow before Thee in Thy congregation; Humble and needy, seeking Thy salvation, Hear Thou my prayer, O God! Draw me, Redeemer, I would seek Thee solely, Help me to cherish, love, obey Thee wholly, Fully surrendered, live a life that’s holy, Hear Thou my prayer, O God! Dwell Thou, O Savior, in my heart forever, Thou who hast promised nothing shall us sever, Comfort and lead me, I would leave Thee never, Hear Thou my prayer, O God.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 39:12] O My Savior, Hear Me

  O my Savior, hear me, Draw me close to Thee; Thou hast paid my ransom, Thou hast died for me; Now by simple faith I claim Pardon through Thy gracious Name; Thou, my Ark of safety, Let me fly to Thee. O my Savior, bless me, Bless me while I pray; Grant Thy peace to help me, Take my fear away; I believe Thy promise, Lord; I will trust Thy holy Word; Thou, my soul’s Redeemer, Bless me while I pray. O my Savior, love me, Make me all Thine own; Leave me not to wander In this world alone; Bless my way with light divine, Let Thy glory round me shine; Thou, my Rock, my Refuge, Make me all Thine own. O my Savior, guard me, Keep me evermore! Bless me, love me, guide me, Till my work is o’er; May I then, with glad surprise, Chant Thy praise beyond the skies; There with Thee, my Savior, Dwell for evermore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 39:12] Savior, When In Dust To Thee

  Savior, when in dust to Thee Low we bow the adoring knee, When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes, O by all the pains and woes Suffered once for man below, Bending from Thy throne on high, Hear our solemn litany. By Thy helpless infant years, By Thy life of want and tears, By Thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness, By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter’s power, Turn, O turn a favoring eye, Hear our solemn litany. By the sacred griefs that wept O’er the grave where Lazarus slept, By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem’s loved abode, By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within Thy fold, From Thy seat above the sky, Hear our solemn litany. By Thine hour of dire despair, By Thine agony of prayer, By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn, By the gloom that veiled the skies O’er the dreadful sacrifice, Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn litany. By Thy deep expiring groan, By the sad sepulchral stone, By the vault whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God, O from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, re-ascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Of our solemn litany.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 39:12] Standin’ In The Need Of Prayer

  Not my brother, nor my sister, but it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer; Not my brother, nor my sister, but it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer. Refrain It’s me, it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer; It’s me, it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer. Not the preacher, nor the deacon, but it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer; Not the preacher, nor the deacon, but it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer. Refrain Not my father, nor my mother, but it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer; Not my father, nor my mother, but it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer. Refrain Not the stranger, nor my neighbor, but it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer; Not the stranger, nor my neighbor, but it’s me, O Lord, Standin’ in the need of prayer. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 42:4

• [Mzm 42:4] Hark To The Bells

  Bells of praise! Bells of praise! How the merry bells are ringing, Joyous notes their message bringing! Come where love and mercy meet, Bells of praise ring clear and sweet. Refrain Hark to the bells so sweetly blending; Go with heart and voice attending; Love and mercy meet you there, In this hour of praise and prayer. Bells of prayer! Bells of prayer! Oh, how tenderly the pleading, Weary, longing souls entreating, Have a pardon full and free! Bells of prayer entreating thee! Refrain Bells of joy! Bells of joy! Loud and clear the peals are telling Of the songs of praises swelling. Worship in yon temple hall; Bells of joy proclaim the call. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 42:4] Sing We Merry Christmas

  Sing we merry Christmas, Christmas blithe and free! Time of holy gladness, Mirth and minstrelsy. Hark! the merry church bells Ringing joyously, Hailing with sweet music Christ’s nativity. Haste we to the temple, Wreathe our garlands green; Deck each arch and column For the festive scene. Glory in the highest! Hark the angels sing; Glory in the highest To our infant King! Pastor, choir, and people Join in concert all; Sing your loudest praises At our festival. Joy for us poor exiles Comes this happy morn; Jesus our Emmanuel, Christ, the Lord, is born!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 53:5

• [Mzm 53:5] Foes Of Zion Quake For Fright, The

  The foes of Zion quake for fright, Where no fear was they quail; For well they know that sword of might Which cuts through coats of mail. The Lord of old defiled their shields, And laughed their spears to scorn, Their bones lay scattered o’er the field, By dogs and vultures torn. Let Zion’s foes be filled with shame; Her sons are blessed of God; Though scoffers now despise their name The Lord shall break their rod. Oh, would our God to Zion turn, God with salvation clad; Then Judah’s harps should music learn, And Israel be glad.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 75:1

• [Mzm 75:1] Great God Of Nations, Now To Thee

  Great God of nations, now to Thee Our hymn of gratitude we raise; With humble heart and bending knee We offer Thee our song of praise. Thy Name we bless, Almighty God, For all the kindness Thou hast shown To this fair land the pilgrims trod, This land we fondly call our own. Here freedom spreads her banner wide And casts her soft and hallowed ray; Here Thou our fathers’ steps didst guide In safety through their dangerous way. We praise Thee that the Gospel’s light Through all our land its radiance sheds, Dispels the shades of error’s night, And heavenly blessings round us spreads. Great God, preserve us in Thy fear; In danger still our Guardian be; O spread Thy truth’s bright precepts here; Let all the people worship Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 75:1] To Thee, O God, We Render Thanks

  To Thee, O God, we render thanks, To Thee give thanks sincere, Because Thy wondrous works declare That Thou art ever near. Thy righteous judgment, Thou hast said, Shall in due time appear, And Thou Who didst establish it Wilt fill the earth with fear. Thou teachest meekness to the proud, And makest sinners know That none is Judge but God alone, To honor or bring low. Jehovah holds a cup of wrath, And holds it not in vain, For all the wicked of the earth Its bitter dregs shall drain. The God of Israel I will praise And all His glory show; The righteous He will high exalt And bring the wicked low.

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  source: Cyberhymnal