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Mazmur 42:1-11

Mazmur 44:1--45:17

Mazmur 52:1--55:23

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Mazmur 42:1-11

• [Mzm 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Cooling Streams

  As pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee And Thy refreshing grace. For Thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; O, when shall I behold Thy face, Thou majesty divine? God of my strength, how long shall I Like one forgotten mourn, Forlorn, forsaken and exposed To my oppressor’s scorn? Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still; and thou shalt sing The praise of Him Who is thy God, Thy health’s eternal spring. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.

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• [Mzm 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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• [Mzm 42:1] As Thirsts The Hart For Water Brooks

  As thirst the hart for water brooks, So thirsts my soul, O God, for Thee; It seeks for God, and ever looks, And longs the living God to see, And longs the living God to see. Far from the courts of God, my tears Have been my food by night and day, While constantly with bitter sneers, Where is thy God? the scoffers say, Where is thy God? the scoffers say. With grief I think of days gone by, When oft I trod the hallowed way To Zion, praising God on high With throngs who kept the holy day, With throngs who kept the holy day. O why art thou cast down, my soul, And why so troubled shouldst thou be? Hope thou in God, and Him extol, Who gives His saving help to me, Who gives His saving help to me.

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• [Mzm 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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• [Mzm 42:2] Sweet Place

  Sweet place; sweet place alone! The court of God most high, The heaven of heavens, the throne Of spotless majesty! Refrain O happy place! When shall I be, my God, with Thee, To see Thy face? The stranger homeward bends, And sigheth for his rest: Heaven is my home, my friends Lodge there in Abraham’s breast. Refrain Earth’s but a sorry tent, Pitched but a few frail days, A short leased tenement; Heaven’s still my song, my praise. Refrain No tears from any eyes Drop in that holy choir: But death itself there dies, And sighs themselves expire. Refrain There should temptations cease, My frailties there should end. There should I rest in peace In the arms of my best friend. Refrain Jerusalem on high My song and city is, My home whene’er I die, The center of my bliss. Refrain Thy walls, sweet city! thine With pearls are garnished, Thy gates with praises shine, Thy streets with gold are spread. Refrain No sun by day shines there, No moon by silent night. O no! these needless are; The Lamb’s the city’s light. Refrain There dwells my Lord, my King, Judged here unfit to live; There angels to Him sing, And lowly homage give. Refrain The patriarchs of old There from their travels cease: The prophets there behold Their longed for Prince of peace. Refrain The Lamb’s apostles there I might with joy behold: The harpers I might hear Harping on harps of gold. Refrain The bleeding martyrs, they Within those courts are found; All clothed in pure array, Their scars with glory crowned. Refrain Ah me! ah me! that I In Kedar’s tents here stay; No place like this on high; Thither, Lord! guide my way. Refrain

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• [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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• [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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• [Mzm 42:8] Day Thou Gavest, Lord, Is Ended, The

  The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at Thy behest; To Thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. As o’er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren ’neath the western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making Thy wondrous doings heard on high. So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never, Like earth’s proud empires, pass away: Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever, Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.

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• [Mzm 42:8] God Of My Life, Through All My Days

  God of my life, through all my days, My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise; My song shall wake with opening light, And cheer the dark and silent night. When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. When death o’er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. But O! when that last conflict’s o’er, And I am chained to earth no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies! Soon shall I learn the exalted strains Which echo through the heavenly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round the throne. The cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul shall live; A work so sweet, a theme so high, Demands and crowns eternity.

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• [Mzm 42:8] God Of My Life, To Thee I Call

  God of my life, to Thee I call; Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall; When the great water floods prevail Leave not my trembling heart to fail! Friend of the friendless and the saint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor! Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea? Does not the Word still fixed remain That none shall seek Thy face in vain? That were a grief I could not bear, Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; But a prayer hearing, answering God Supports me under every load. Fair is the lot that’s cast for me! I have an Advocate with Thee; They whom the world caresses most, Have no such privilege to boast. Poor thou I am, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

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• [Mzm 42:8] My Lord, My Life, My Love

  My Lord, my Life, my Love, To Thee, to Thee I call; I cannot live if Thou remove: Thou art my joy, my all. My only sun to cheer The darkness where I dwell; The best and only true delight My song hath found to tell. To Thee in very Heaven The angels owe their bliss; To Thee the saints, whom Thou hast called Where perfect pleasure is. And how shall man, Thy child, Without Thee happy be, Who hath no comfort nor desire In all the world but Thee? Return, my Love, my Life; Thy grace hath won my heart; If Thou forgive, if Thou return, I will no more depart.

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• [Mzm 42:8] Slowly Sinks The Setting Sun

  Slowly sinks the setting sun, Now the work of day is done; Lord, we come a thankful throng, Raise to Thee our evening song. For Thy tender care bestowed, For Thy pardoning blood which flowed; For Thy love that crowns our days, Lord, accept our grateful praise. And when sets life’s weary sun, When the toil of earth is done, To Thy home of perfect rest, Lord, receive us, ever blest. For the robe, the palm, the blood, May we always praise our God, And with all the ransomed throng, Swell high Heaven’s triumphant song.

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Mazmur 44:1--45:17

• [Mzm 44:1] O God, We Have Heard

  O God, we have heard, and our fathers have told What wonders Thou didst in the great days of old; The nations were crushed and expelled by Thy hand, Cast out that Thy people might dwell in their land. They gained not the land by the edge of the sword, Their own arm to them could no safety afford, But Thy right hand saved, and the light of Thy face, Because of Thy favor and wonderful grace. Command, and Thy word shall deliverance bring, O God, to Thy chosen, for Thou art our King; Through Thee we will surely defeat all our foes, Through Thy Name will triumph o’er those that oppose. No trust will I place in my strength to defend. Nor yet on my sword as a safeguard depend; In Thee, who hast saved us and put them to shame, We boast all the day, ever praising Thy Name. Thou, Lord, hast forsaken, to shame brought our boasts; No more to the field dost Thou go with our hosts; Thou turnest us back from the foe in dismay, And spoilers who hate us have made us their prey. Like sheep to the slaughter Thy people are given, Dispersed through the nations, afar we are driven; Thou sellest Thy people to strangers for naught, Their price to Thy treasure no increase has brought. Thou makest our neighbors reproach us in pride, And those that are near us to scoff and deride; A byword the nations have made of our name, With scorn and derision they put us to shame. Yea, all the day long I behold my disgrace, And covered am I with confusion of face; The voice of blasphemers and scoffers I hear, The foe and avenger against me appear. All this have we suffered, and never forgot To serve Thee, Jehovah, nor falsely have wrought; Our heart is not turned, and our steps have not strayed, Though crushed amid ruins and under death’s shade.

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• [Mzm 44:1] O Lord, Our Fathers Oft Have Told

  O Lord, our fathers oft have told, In our attentive ears, Thy wonders in their days performed, And in more ancient years. ’Twas not their courage, or their sword, To them salvation gave; ’Twas not their number or their strength That did their country save. But Thy right hand, Thy powerful arm, Whose succor they implored— Thy providence protected them, Who Thy great Name adored. As Thee their God our fathers owned So Thou art still our King; O therefore as Thou didst to them, To us deliverance bring. To Thee the glory we ascribe, From Whom salvation came; In God, our Shield, we will rejoice, And ever bless Thy Name.

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• [Mzm 44:1] Our Nation, God, Its Heart To Thee Upraiseth

  Our nation, God, its heart to Thee upraiseth, O Lord, the nation bows before Thy face: With high thanksgiving, Thee Thy glad church praiseth, Our strength Thy Spir’t, our trust and hope Thy grace. Unto great honor, glory undeservèd, Hast Thou exalted us, and drawn Thee nigh: Nor, from Thy judgments, when our feet had swervèd, Didst Thou forsake, nor leave us, Lord most high. In Thee our fathers trusted, and were savèd, In Thee destroyèd thrones of tyrants proud: From ancient bondage freed the poor enslavèd; To sow Thy truth poured out their saintly blood. Us now, we pray, O God, in anger scorn not, Nor to vainglorying leave, nor brutish sense In time of trouble Thy face from us turn not, Who art our Rock, our stately sure defense. Unto our minds give freedom and uprightness; Let strengthened courage lead o’er land and wave, To our souls’ armor grant celestial brightness, Joy to our hearts, and faith beyond the grave. Our plenteous nation still in power extending, Increase our joy, uphold us by Thy Word: Beauty and wisdom all our ways attending, Good will to man and peace through Christ our Lord.

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• [Mzm 44:1] Praise To Our God, Whose Bounteous Hand

  Praise to our God, whose bounteous hand Prepared of old our glorious land; A garden fenced with silver sea; A people prosperous, strong, and free. Praise to our God; through all our past His mighty arm hath held us fast; Till wars and perils, toils and tears, Have brought the rich and peaceful years. Praise to our God; the vine He set Within our coasts is fruitful yet; On many a shore her offshoots grow; ’Neath many a sun her clusters glow. Praise to our God; His power alone Can keep unmoved our ancient throne, Sustained by counsels wise and just, And guarded by a people’s trust. Praise to our God; Who still forbears Who still this sinful nation spares, Who calls us still to seek His face, And lengthens out our day of grace. Praise to our God; through chastenings stern Our evil dross should thoroughly burn, His rod and staff, from age to age, Shall rule and guide His heritage!

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• [Mzm 44:4] My God, My Heavenly King

  O God, my heavenly King, My Savior, and my All, To Thee my every power I bring, And at Thy footstool fall. By Thee I am supplied With every good below: Thou art my Shepherd and my Guide, In all the way I go. Fain would I follow Thee, Nor from Thy footsteps stray, Whate’er my pains or conflicts be, Or snares my foes may lay. I know that Thou art nigh, My Fortress, Shield and Tower: On Thy rich mercy I’ll rely, And trust Thy mighty power.

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• [Mzm 44:6] Thou Art The Mighty King Of Kings

  Thou art the mighty King of kings, The Lord of lords most high: Israel is safe beneath Thy wings; Thy servant shall not die. Through Thee we shall the victory gain, Though hosts of hell oppose: Thou art our God; and Thou wilt reign, And conquer all our foes. We trust not in our bow or sword; For weakness is our pow’r: In Thee we trust, Almighty Lord, Through every dangerous hour, To Thee we look, Thou God of love, Thy holy Name adore: Oh, may we rise to Heav’n above, To love and praise Thee more.

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• [Mzm 44:20] If We Have Forgotten The Name Of Our God

  If we have forgotten the Name of our God, Or unto an idol our hands spread abroad, Shall not the Almighty uncover this sin? He knows all our hearts and the secrets within. Refrain Rise, help, and redeem us, Thy mercy we trust; Rise, help, and redeem us, Thy mercy we trust. We all the day long for Thy sake are consumed, Defeated and helpless, to death we are doomed; Then why dost Thou tarry? Jehovah, awake; Nor spurn us forever; arise for our sake. Refrain O why art Thou hiding the light of Thy face, Forgetting our burden of grief and disgrace? Our soul is bowed down, yea, we cleave to the dust; Rise, help and redeem us, Thy mercy we trust. Refrain

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• [Mzm 44:21] Great Mover Of All Hearts

  Great Mover of all hearts, whose hand Doth all the secret springs command Of human thought and will, Thou, since the world was made, dost bless Thy saints with fruits of holiness, Their order to fulfill. Faith, hope, and love here weave one chain; But love alone shall then remain When this short day is gone: O Love, O Truth, O endless Light, When shall we see Thy Sabbath bright With all our labors done? We sow ’mid perils here and tears; There the glad hand the harvest bears, Which here in grief hath sown: Great Three in One, the increase give; Thy gifts of grace, by which we live, With heavenly glory crown.

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• [Mzm 44:24] God, Who Omniscient Art

  God, who omniscient art, Could we from Thee depart, Hide aught from Thee, Thou, Lord, would search it out, Know all our sin and doubt, Searching within, without, Our secrets see. Sorely oppressed are we, Naught but affliction see, O Lord, awake! Lord, from Thy sleep arise, No longer close Thine eyes; See how we are despised, All for Thy sake. Humbled unto the dust, In Thee alone we trust; Thy love we plead. Refuge in Thee to take, Lord, for Thy mercy’s sake, Our humble plea we make: Thy help we need.

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• [Mzm 45:1] Goodly Theme Is Mine, A

  A goodly theme is mine, And eagerly I sing; For bounteous words flow from my lips As I salute the King. Supremely fair He is, In beauty peerless He; For Him the favor of the Lord Doth grace eternally. Gird on Thy sword, O King, Put on Thy majesty; Ride out in full regalia, And richest panoply. Triumph in very truth, In meekness and in right, Let fly the arrows of revenge, And vanquish in Thy might. Thy throne is ever sure, Establishèd of God; Its scepter is of righteousness, Of equity its rod. Thou lovest perfect right, Hatest iniquity; Therefore with oil of festive joy The Lord anointed Thee. Thy garments breathe of myrrh, Of spices rich and rare; Glad strains of joyous music ring Throughout Thy palace fair. Amid Thy glorious train King’s daughters waiting stand, And on Thy right the queen adorned In gold from Ophir land. O royal bride, give heed, This King is now thy Lord; Forsake thy former loyalties, Full fealty accord. Thy beauty and thy grace Will then delight the King; And they to thee, since thou art His, Their precious gifts will bring. Enthroned in royal state And glorious thou shalt dwell, With garments fair, inwrought with gold, His bride He loveth well. And they who honor thee Shall in thy train attend, And to the palace of the King Shall joyfully ascend. Then in Thy Father’s place The sons of royal birth Thou wilt endow with regal gifts As princes of the earth. Thy Name shall be proclaimed Through all succeeding days, And all the peoples everywhere Shall give Thee endless praise.

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• [Mzm 45:1] I’ll Speak The Honors Of My King

  I’ll speak the honors of my King, His form divinely fair; None of His sons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. Sweet is Thy speech, and heav’nly grace Upon Thy lips is shed; Thy God, with blessings infinite, Hath crowned Thy sacred head. Gird on Thy sword, victorious Prince, Ride with majestic sway; Thy terrors shall strike through Thy foes, And make the world obey. Thy throne, O God, for ever stands; Thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful scepter in Thy hands, To rule the saints by love. Justice and truth attend Thee still, But mercy is Thy choice; And God, Thy God, Thy soul shall fill With most peculiar joys.

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• [Mzm 45:1] My Heart Doth Overflow

  My heart doth overflow, a goodly theme is mine; My eager tongue with joyful song doth praise the King divine. Supremely fair Thou art, Thy lips with grace o’erflow; His richest blessing evermore doth God on Thee bestow. Now gird Thee with Thy sword, O strong and mighty One; In splendid majesty arrayed, more glorious than the sun. Triumphantly ride forth for meekness, truth and right; Thine arm shall gain the victory in wondrous deeds of might. Thy strength shall overcome all those that hate the King, And under Thy dominion strong the nations Thou shalt bring. Thy royal throne, O God, forevermore shall stand; Eternal truth and justice wield the scepter in Thy hand. Since Thou art sinless found, the Lord, Thy God, confessed, Anointeth Thee with perfect joy, Thou art supremely blessed. Thy garments breathe of myrrh and spices sweet and rare; Glad strains of heav’nly music ring throughout Thy palace fair. Amid Thy glorious train kings’ daughters waiting stand, And fairest gems bedeck Thy bride, the queen at Thy right hand. O royal bride, give heed, and to my words attend; For Christ, the King, forsake the world and every former friend.

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• [Mzm 45:2] My Heart Is Full Of Christ

  My heart is full of Christ, and longs Its glorious matter to declare! Of Him I make my loftier song, I cannot from His praise forbear; My ready tongue makes haste to sing The glories of my heavenly King. Fairer than all the earth-born race, Perfect in comeliness Thou art; Replenished are Thy lips with grace, And full of love Thy tender heart: God ever blest! we bow the knee, And own all fullness dwells in Thee. Gird on Thy thigh the Spirit’s sword, And take to Thee Thy power divine; Stir up Thy strength, almighty Lord, All power and majesty are Thine: Assert Thy worship and renown; O all redeeming God, come down! Come, and maintain Thy righteous cause, And let Thy glorious toil succeed; Dispread the victory of Thy cross, Ride on, and prosper in Thy deed; Through earth triumphantly ride on, And reign in every heart alone.

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• [Mzm 45:6] Now Be My Heart Inspired To Sing

  Now be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Savior King, Jesus the Lord; how heav’nly fair His form! how bright His beauties are! O’er all the sons of human race He shines with a superior grace; Love from His lips divinely flows, And blessings all His state compose. Dress Thee in arms, most mighty Lord, Gird on the terror of Thy sword, In majesty and glory ride, With truth and meekness at Thy side. Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart; Or words of mercy, kind and sweet, Shall melt the rebels at Thy feet. Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, Grace is the scepter in Thy hands; Thy laws and works are just and right, Justice and grace are Thy delight. God, Thine own God, has richly shed His oil of gladness on Thy head, And with His sacred Spirit blest His firstborn Son above the rest.

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• [Mzm 45:8] Ivory Palaces

  My Lord has garments so wondrous fine, And myrrh their texture fills; Its fragrance reached to this heart of mine With joy my being thrills. Refrain Out of the ivory palaces, Into a world of woe, Only His great eternal love Made my Savior go. His life had also its sorrows sore, For aloes had a part; And when I think of the cross He bore, My eyes with teardrops start. Refrain His garments too were in cassia dipped, With healing in a touch; Each time my feet in some sin have slipped, He took me from its clutch. Refrain In garments glorious He will come, To open wide the door; And I shall enter my heav’nly home, To dwell forevermore. Refrain

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• [Mzm 45:11] O Royal Bride, Give Heed

  O royal bride, give heed, And to my words attend; For Christ the King forsake the world And every former friend. Thy beauty and thy grace Shall then delight the King; He only is thy rightful Lord, To Him thy worship bring. To thee, since thou art His, Great honor shall be shown; The rich shall bring their gifts to thee, Thy glory they shall own. Enthroned in royal state, All glorious thou shalt dwell, With garments fair, inwrought with gold; The Church He loveth well. And they that honor thee Shall in thy train attend, And to the palace of the King Shall joyfully ascend. O King of royal race, Thy sons of heavenly birth, Thou wilt endow with kingly gifts As princes in the earth. Thy Name shall be proclaimed Through all succeeding days, And all the nations of the earth Shall give Thee endless praise.

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• [Mzm 45:15] There Is Coming On A Day Of Great Rejoicing

  There is coming on a great day of rejoicing, When all the ransomed shall gather, their Lord as King to crown; All earth’s sorrow and its sin then disappearing, Every heart will the Savior then own. Refrain O the crowning day is coming, Hallelujah! O the crowning day is coming, Praise the Lord! For our Savior-King shall reign, He shall have His own again, Hallelujah, Hallelujah! From far distant lands battalions now are marching, Who will have part in the honors which Jesus will bestow; God be praised for all the souls that now are starting, Swelling the hosts that to victory go. Refrain Do you, comrades, feel at times a bit downhearted, When in the fight all looks dark, and the foe seems fierce and strong? At such times I find my fear has all departed When I remember that day coming on. Refrain

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Mazmur 52:1--55:23

• [Mzm 52:1] How Good Is The God We Adore

  How good is the God we adore, Our faithful unchangeable Friend! His love is as great as His power, And knows neither measure nor end! ’Tis Jesus the First and the Last, Whose Spirit shall Guide us safe home, We’ll praise Him for all that is past, And trust Him for all that’s to come.
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• [Mzm 52:1] O Mighty Man, Why Wilt Thou Boast

  O mighty man, why wilt thou boast Thyself in hateful cruelty, When God Almighty is most kind, And ever merciful is He? Thy tongue deviseth wickedness, A weapon treacherous and keen; Thou lovest evil more than good, And falsehood in thy sight is clean. Since, O thou false, deceitful tongue, In deadly words thou findest joy, The Lord shall pluck thee from thy place And all thy wickedness destroy. The good, confirmed in godly fear, The pride and folly shall confess Of those who make not God their strength, But trust in wealth and wickedness. But as for me, my strength is like A verdant temple olive tree; My trust is in God’s tender love, Which shall endure eternally. With endless thanks, O Lord, to Thee, Thy wondrous works I will proclaim, And in the presence of Thy saints Will ever hope in Thy good Name.

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• [Mzm 53:1] Fools In Their Heart Have Said

  Fools in their heart have said, There is no God of might; Corrupt are they and base their deeds, In evil they delight. God looked from Heav’n above On all the human race To see if any understood, If any sought His face. They all are gone aside, Corruption doth abound; There is not one that doeth good, Not even one is found. These men of evil deeds Will they no knowledge gain, Who feed upon my people’s woes And prayer to God disdain? The day is drawing nigh When they shall fear and quail For God shall scatter and destroy Those who His saints assail. Yea, God will put to shame And make them flee away, For He will cast them off in wrath And fill them with dismay. O would that Zion’s help Were out of Zion come! O would that God might early bring His captive people home! When God from distant lands His exiled ones shall bring, His people shall exultant be, And gladly they shall sing.

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• [Mzm 53:4] Are All The Foes Of Sion Fools

  Are all the foes of Sion fools, Who thus devour her saints? Do they not know her Savior rules, And pities her complaints? They shall be seized with sad surprise; For God’s revenging arm Scatters the bones of them that rise To do His children harm. In vain the sons of Satan boast Of armies in array; When God has first despised their host They fall an easy prey. O for a word from Zion’s King, Her captives to restore! Jacob with all his tribes shall sing, And Judah weep no more.

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• [Mzm 53:4] In Vain The Powers Of Darkness Try

  In vain the powers of darkness try To work the Church’s ill, The Friend of sinners reigns on high, And checks them at His will. Though mischief in their hearts may dwell, And on their tongues deceit, A word of His their pride can quell, And all their aims defeat. My trust is in His grace alone; His house shall be my home. How sweet His mercies past to own, And hope for more to come.
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• [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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• [Mzm 53:6] O That The Lord’s Salvation

  O that the Lord’s salvation Were out of Zion come, To heal His ancient nation, To lead His outcasts home! How long the holy city Shall heathen feet profane? Return, O Lord, in pity; Rebuild her walls again. Let fall Thy rod of terror; Thy saving grace impart; Roll back the veil of error; Release the fettered heart. Let Israel, home returning, Their lost Messiah see; Give oil of joy for mourning, And bind Thy church to Thee.

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• [Mzm 54:1] O Save Me By Thy Name

  O save me by Thy Name, And judge me in Thy might, O God, now grant my urgent claim Acceptance in Thy sight. Strong foes against me rise, Oppressors seek my soul, Who set not God before their eyes, Nor own His just control. Lo, God my Helper is, The Lord, my mighty Friend, He shall requite my enemies, Their just destruction send. My sacrifice of praise To Thee I freely bring; My thanks, O Lord, to Thee I raise And of Thy goodness sing. From troubles and from woes Thou hast delivered me, The overthrow of all my foes Hast given me to see.

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• [Mzm 54:2] Father, Hear The Prayer We Offer

  Father, hear the prayer we offer: Nor for ease that prayer shall be, But for strength, that we may ever Live our lives courageously. Not forever in green pastures Do we ask our way to be, But the steep and rugged pathway May we tread rejoicingly. Not forever by still waters Would we idly, quiet stay; But would smite the living fountains From the rocks along our way. Be our strength in hours of weakness, In our wanderings be our Guide; Through endeavor, failure, danger, Father, be Thou at our side. Let our path be bright or dreary, Storm or sunshine be our share; May our souls in hope unweary Make Thy work our ceaseless prayer.

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• [Mzm 54:2] Hear Us, Heav’nly Father

  Hear us, Heav’nly Father, Thou Whose gentle care Tends the young and feeble, Hear our simple prayer! Hear our prayer! Father, hear! Pardon our offenses, Guard us from all ill; Make us, like true children, Love Thy holy will. Hear our prayer! Father, hear! Let not sin beguile us From Thy paths to stay; But with Thy great mercy Keep us night and day. Hear our prayer! Father, hear!
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• [Mzm 54:2] Jesus, Savior, We Implore Thee

  Jesus, Savior, we implore Thee, Hear Thy children now before Thee, For Thy goodness we adore Thee, Still our hearts in safety keep. While Thy mercy we are pleading, Thou in Heav’n art interceding; Lead us where Thy flocks are feeding, Gentle Shepherd, lead Thy sheep. Meekly now Thy Word receiving, In Thy precious Name believing, Earthly pleasures gladly leaving, Help us, Lord, to follow Thee. Hoping, trusting, ne’er repining, All to Thee by faith resigning, In Thy gracious arms reclining, Thy disciples we would be. In our weakness, Lord, befriend us, From the tempter’s power defend us, May the shining ones attend us When we wake, and when we sleep. Peaceful in Thy strength abiding, Joyful in Thy love confiding; Where the living streams are gliding, Blessèd Savior, lead Thy sheep.

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• [Mzm 55:1] Jehovah, To My Prayer Give Ear

  Jehovah, to my prayer give ear, Nor hide Thee from my cry; Attend my sad complaint, and hear My restless moan and sigh. My enemies lift up their voice, The violent oppress; To do me wrong my foes rejoice, And love my soul’s distress. Sore pained in heart I find no ease, Death’s terrors fill my soul, Great fear and trembling on me seize, And horrors o’er me roll. O had I wings, I sigh and say, Like some swift dove to roam, Then I would hasten far away And a find a peaceful home. Lo, wandering far, my rest would be In some lone desert waste; I from the stormy wind would flee, And to a shelter haste. O Lord, their malice recompense Their wicked tongues confound, For in the city violence And bitter strife abound. They walk her walls both night and day, Within all vices meet; Oppression, fraud and crime hold sway, Nor leave the crowded street. No foreign foe provokes alarm, But enemies within; May God destroy their power to harm And recompense their sin.

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• [Mzm 55:1] O God, Give Thou Ear To My Plea

  O God, give Thou ear to my plea, And hide not Thyself from my cry; O hearken and answer Thou me, As restless and weary I sigh. O that I had wings like a dove, For then I would fly far away And seek for the rest that I love, Where trouble no more could dismay. Nay, soul, call on God all the day; The Lord for thy help will appear; At eve, morn, and noon humbly pray, And He thy petition will hear. Thy burden now cast on the Lord, And He shall thy weakness sustain; The righteous who trust in His Word Unmoved shall forever remain.

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• [Mzm 55:6] On Joyful Wings

  On joyful wings our raptured souls Would mount and spread their flight, And from Mount Pisgah’s top behold The land of pure delight. Refrain Above the clouds, above the stars, That heav’nly region fair, Where He, our Lord and Savior, dwells, Our home, our home is there. Sweet visions oft His love reveals, Of that divine abode; And with His kind, protecting hand, He leads us on the road. Refrain O blessèd hope that bears us up, And stills each throb of care! The night will pass, the morn will come, And we shall soon be there. Refrain

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• [Mzm 55:6] Wings Of A Dove, The

  Had I the pinions of a dove, How would I fly away, To realms of light and joy and love, In portals of the day! Refrain O give me the wings of a dove, To fly and be at rest, To seek the bliss of Heav’n above Which those who find are blest. Tho’ thru this weary world I tread, At morn, to God my Friend, At noon, and e’er I seek my bed, My prayer shall still ascend. Refrain O cast thy burden on the Lord, Whose goodness doth sustain; The tender mercies of thy God Shall ease thy load of pain. Refrain So thou unmoved shalt pass along, Thru life’s short fleeting day, And carry in thy heart a song, Until the sunset ray. Refrain

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• [Mzm 55:17] On God Alone My Soul Relies

  On God alone my soul relies, And He will soon relieve; The Lord will hear my plaintive cries At morning, noon, and eve. He has redeemed my soul in peace, From conflict set me free; My many foes are made to cease, And strive no more with me. The living God in righteousness Will recompense with shame The men, who hardened by success, Forget to fear His Name. All treacherous friends who overreach And break their plighted troth, Who hide their hate with honeyed speech With such the Lord is wroth. Upon the Lord thy burden cast To Him bring all thy care; He will sustain and hold thee fast, And give thee strength to bear. God will not let His saints be moved; Protected, they will shall see Their foes cut off and sin reproved; O God, I trust in Thee.

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• [Mzm 55:22] Cast Thy Burden On The Lord

  Cast thy burden on the Lord, Only lean upon His Word; Thou wilt soon have cause to bless His eternal faithfulness. He sustains thee by His hand, He enables thee to stand; Those whom Jesus once hath loved From His grace are never moved. Human counsels come to naught; That shall stand which God hath wrought; His compassion, love, and power, Are the same forevermore. Heav’n and earth may pass away, God’s free grace shall not decay; He hath promised to fulfill All the pleasure of His will. Jesus, Guardian of Thy flock, Be Thyself our constant Rock; Make us, by Thy powerful hand, Strong as Zion’s mountain stand.

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• [Mzm 55:22] I Will Tell It To Jesus My Lord

  When times of temptation bring sadness and gloom, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord; The last of earth’s treasures borne out to the tomb, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord. This earth hath no sorrow For today or tomorrow, But Jesus hath known it and felt long ago, And when it comes o’er me, And I’m tempted so sorely, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord. Refrain I will tell it to Jesus, to Jesus my Lord; I will tell it to Jesus, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord. When out on the hilltops, away from all sin, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord; When joyous and happy the sunshine within, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord. To know I’m forgiven Is a foretaste of Heaven, And Jesus is dearer to me than before, Such peacefulness fills me, Such an ecstasy fills me, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord. Refrain When weary with toiling and ready to faint, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord; He never refuses to hear my complaint, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord. I’ll cheerfully bear it, When I’ve Jesus to share it, His yoke it is easy, His burden is light, When life becomes dreary, And I’m footsore and weary, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord. Refrain When darkness is dimming my path to the sky, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord; When helpers shall fail me and comforts shall fly, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord. Though blurred my life’s pages By my sin and its wages, He’s yesterday, now, and forever the same, I’ll not be forsaken, Tho’ my life should be taken, I will tell it to Jesus my Lord. Refrain

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• [Mzm 55:22] Lay It Down

  Oh, come, sinner, come! ’tis mercy’s call; Here at Jesus’ feet! Oh come, and, repenting, lay thy all Down at Jesus’ feet! Refrain Oh, lay it down! lay it down! Lay thy weary burden down! Oh, lay it down! lay it down, Down at Jesus’ feet! Oh come, and, believing, seek thy rest Here at Jesus’ feet! Thy heart, with its heavy weight oppressed, Lay at Jesus’ feet! Refrain Oh come, where thy faith can make thee whole, Here at Jesus’ feet! Oh come, and thy weary, troubled soul Lay at Jesus’ feet! Refrain Oh come! bless the Lord, there’s room for thee, Here at Jesus’ feet! Thy burden of guilt, whate’er it be, Lay at Jesus feet! Refrain

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• [Mzm 55:22] Leave It There

  If the world from you withhold of its silver and its gold, And you have to get along with meager fare, Just remember, in His Word, how He feeds the little bird; Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there. Refrain Leave it there, leave it there, Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there. If you trust and never doubt, He will surely bring you out. Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there. If your body suffers pain and your health you can’t regain, And your soul is almost sinking in despair, Jesus knows the pain you feel, He can save and He can heal; Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there. Refrain When your enemies assail and your heart begins to fail, Don’t forget that God in Heaven answers prayer; He will make a way for you and will lead you safely through. Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there. Refrain When your youthful days are gone and old age is stealing on, And your body bends beneath the weight of care; He will never leave you then, He’ll go with you to the end. Take your burden to the Lord and leave it there. Refrain

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• [Mzm 55:22] Lord, What A Change Within Us

  Lord, what a change within us one short hour Spent in Thy presence will prevail to make; What heavy burdens from our bosoms take, What parchèd fields refresh as with a shower! We kneel, and all around us seems to lower; We rise, and all, the distant and the near, Stands forth in sunny outline, brave and clear; We kneel, how weak; we rise, how full of power. Why should we ever weak or heartless be, Why are we ever overborne with care, Anxious or troubled, when with us is prayer, And joy, and strength, and courage are with Thee?

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• [Mzm 55:23] Jesus, I Will Trust Thee

  Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee with my soul; Guilty, lost, and helpless, Thou canst make me whole. There is none in Heaven or on earth like Thee: Thou hast died for sinners—therefore Lord for me. Refrain In Thy love confiding I will seek Thy face, Worship and adore Thee, for Thy wondrous grace. Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee with my soul; Guilty, lost and helpless, Thou canst make me whole. Jesus, I can trust Thee, trust Thy written Word, Since Thy voice of mercy I have often heard, When Thy Spirit teacheth, to my taste how sweet— Only may I hearken, sitting at Thy feet. Refrain Jesus, I do trust Thee, trust Thee without doubt; “Whosoever cometh, Thou wilt not cast out,” Faithful is Thy promise, precious is Thy blood— These my soul’s salvation, Thou my Savior God! Refrain

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• [Mzm 55:23] Lord Jesus, Thou Dost Keep Thy Child

  Lord Jesus, Thou dost keep Thy child Through sunshine or through tempests wild; Jesus, I trust in Thee: Thine is such wondrous pow’r to save; Thine is the mighty love that gave Its all on Calvary. O glorious Savior, Thee I praise; To Thee my new glad song I raise, And tell of what Thou art. Thy grace is boundless in its store; Thy face of love shines evermore, Thou givest me Thy heart. Upon Thy promises I stand, Trusting in Thee: Thine own right hand Doth keep and comfort me; My soul doth triumph in Thy Word; Thine, Thine be all the praise, dear Lord, As Thine the victory. Love perfecteth what it begins; Thy power doth save me from my sins; Thy grace upholdeth me. This life of trust, how glad, how sweet; My need and Thy great fullness meet, And I have all in Thee.

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• [Mzm 74:1] O Wherefore Hast Thou Cast Us Off

  O wherefore hast Thou cast us off, O God, our God of old? Why art Thou angry with Thy sheep, The sheep of Thine own fold, The sheep of Thine own fold? Remember Thine inheritance, Thy Church, redeemed by grace; Remember Zion’s mount profaned, Thine ancient dwelling place, Thine ancient dwelling place. In ruin long Thy temple lies; Arise, O God of grace, And see the ruin foes have wrought Within Thy holy place, Within Thy holy place. Amid Thy courts are lifted high The standards of the foe, And impious hands with axe and fire Have laid Thy temple low, Have laid Thy temple low. They have profaned the holy place Where Thou hast set Thy Name, The sanctuaries of our God Are given to the flame, Are given to the flame. We see no signs of power divine, No prophet speaks for Thee, And none can tell, and none can know, How long these woes shall be, How long these woes shall be. How long, O God, shall blasphemy And shame reproach our land? Why dost Thou not destroy Thy foes With Thine almighty hand, With Thine almighty hand?

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• [Mzm 74:2] Great God Of Abraham!

  Great God of Abraham! hear our prayer Let Abraham’s seed Thy mercy share; O may they now at length return, And look on Him they pierced, and mourn. Remember Jacob’s flock of old; Bring home the wanderers to Thy fold; Remember too Thy promised word, “Israel at last shall seek the Lord.” Though outcasts still, estranged from Thee, Cut off from their own olive tree; Why should they longer such remain? For Thou canst graft them in again. Lord, put Thy law within their hearts, And write it in their inward parts; The veil of darkness rend in two, Which hides Messiah from their view. Oh! haste the day, foretold so long, When Jew and Greek, a glorious throng, One house shall seek, one prayer shall pour, And one Redeemer shall adore!

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• [Mzm 74:12] O God, Thou Art Our King Of Old

  O God, Thou art our King of old, Salvation Thou hast wrought; In safety through the mighty sea Our fathers Thou hast brought. With mighty arm Thou didst destroy The pride of boastful man, And for Thy people made a path Where mighty waters ran. The day is Thine, and Thine the night, And Thine the shining sun; At Thy command earth’s bounds are set And changing seasons run. Mark how Thine enemies, O Lord, Against Thee proudly speak; Preserve Thy saints from wicked men, Be mindful of the meek. Fulfill, O Lord, Thy covenant, Our strong Protector be, For in the earth are dark abodes Of crime and cruelty. Let not Thy saints be put to shame; No longer in Thy sight Permit Thy foes to vaunt themselves; Lord, vindicate the right.

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• [Mzm 74:12] Waves Of Salvation, The

  O ye waves of free salvation, Onward sweep from day to day, Till all trace of desolation From our earth is washed away. Refrain O ye waves, roll on, roll on! With a mighty sweep, roll on! Till the lost are gathered in, Saved forevermore from sin. O ye waves of free salvation, Wondrous joy to mortals bring, Giving souls a glad translation To the palace of the King. Refrain O ye waves of free salvation, Still enrich this world of ours, Till each high and lowly station Shall be bright with sweetest flow’rs. Refrain O ye waves of free salvation, Tarry not for wind nor tide; May each heart, in acceptation, To your gladness open wide. Refrain

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• [Mzm 74:17] Summer Days Are Come Again, The

  The summer days are come again, With sun and clouds between, And, fed alike by sun and rain, The trees grow broad and green; Spreads broad and green the leafy tent, Upon whose grassy floor Our feet, too long in cities pent, Their freedom find once more. The summer days are come again; Once more the glad earth yields Her golden wealth of ripening grain, And breadth of clover fields, And deepening shade of summer woods, And glow of summer air, And winging thoughts, and happy moods Of love and joy and prayer. The summer days are come again; The birds are on the wing; God’s praises, in their loving strain, Unconsciously they sing. We know Who giveth all the good That doth our cup o’erbrim; For summer joy in field and wood We lift our song to Him.

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