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Mazmur 8:1

• [Mzm 8:1] Almighty Ruler Of The Skies

  Almighty Ruler of the skies, Thro’ the wide earth Thy Name is spread; And Thine eternal glories rise O’er all the heav’ns Thy hands have made. To Thee the voices of the young A monument of honor raise; And babes, with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of Thy praise. Thy power assists their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground, To still the bold blasphemer’s rage, And all their policies confound. Children amidst Thy temple throng To see their great Redeemer’s face; The Son of David is their song, And young hosannas fill the place. The frowning scribes and angry priests In vain their impious cavils bring; Revenge sits silent in their hearts; While Jewish babes proclaim their King.

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• [Mzm 8:1] Lord, Our Lord, Thy Glorious Name

  Lord, our Lord, Thy glorious Name All Thy wondrous works proclaim; In the heav’ns with radiant signs Evermore Thy glory shines. How great Thy Name! Refrain Lord, our Lord, in all the earth, How great Thy Name! Thine the Name of matchless worth, Excellent in all the earth, How great Thy Name! Infant lips Thou dost ordain Wrath and vengeance to restrain; Weakest means fulfill Thy will, Mighty enemies to still. How great Thy Name! Refrain Moon and stars in shining height Nightly tell their Maker’s might; When Thy wondrous heavens I scan, Then I know how weak is man. How great Thy Name! Refrain What is man that he should be Loved and visited by Thee, Raised to an exalted height, Crowned with honor in Thy sight! How great Thy Name! Refrain With dominion crowned he stands O’er the creatures of Thy hands; All to him subjection yield In the sea and air and field, How great Thy Name! Refrain

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• [Mzm 8:1] O Lord, Our Heav’nly King

  O Lord, our heav’nly King, Thy Name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o’er the heav’ns they shine. When to Thy works on high I raise my wond’ring eyes, I see the moon, complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies. When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, Akin to dust and worms? Lord, what is worthless man, That Thou shouldst love him so? Next to Thine angels he is placed, And lord of all below. Thine honors crown his head, While beasts, like slaves, obey; And birds that cut the air with wings, And fish that cleave the sea. How rich Thy bounties are! And wondrous are Thy ways; Of dust and worms Thy power can frame A monument of praise. Out of the mouths of babes And sucklings Thou canst draw Surprising honors to Thy Name And strike the world with awe. O Lord, our heav’nly King, Thy Name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o’er the heav’ns they shine.

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• [Mzm 8:1] O Lord, Our Lord

  O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth, How excellent Thy Name! Thy glory Thou hast spread afar In all the starry frame. From lips of children, Thou, O Lord, Hast mighty strength ordained, That adversaries should be stilled And vengeful foes restrained. When I regard the wondrous heavens, Thy handiwork on high, The moon and stars ordained by Thee, Oh, what is man! I cry. Oh, what is man, in Thy regard To hold so large a place! And what the son of man, that Thou Dost visit him in grace! For Thou hast made him little less Than Thy blest angels be; With honor Thou hast crowned his head And glorious dignity. On man Thy wisdom hath bestowed A pow’r well nigh divine; With honor Thou hast crowned his head With glory like to Thine. Thou hast subjected all to him, And lord of all is he, Of flocks and herds, and beasts and birds, And all within the sea. Thy mighty works and wondrous grace Thy glory, Lord, proclaim. O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth How excellent Thy Name!

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Mazmur 36:6

• [Mzm 36:6] High In The Heavens, Eternal God

  High in the heav’ns, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens Thy designs. Forever firm Thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of Thy hands; Thy judgments are a mighty deep. Thy providence is kind and large Both man and beast Thy bounty share; The whole creation is Thy charge, But saints are Thy peculiar care. My God, how excellent Thy grace, Whence all our hope and comfort spring! The sons of Adam in distress Fly to the shadow of Thy wing. From the provisions of Thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord; And in Thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in Thy Word.

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Mazmur 37:7

• [Mzm 37:7] Wait, And Murmur Not

  O troubled heart, there is a home Beyond the reach of toil and care; A home where changes never come: Who would not fain be resting there? Refrain O wait, meekly wait, and murmur not, O wait, meekly wait, and murmur not O wait, O wait, O wait, and murmur not. Yet when bowed down beneath the load By Heav’n allowed, thine earthly lot; Look up! thou’lt reach that blest abode; Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not. Refrain Toil on, nor deem, tho’ sore it be, One sigh unheard, one prayer forgot; The day of rest will dawn for thee; Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not. Refrain

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Mazmur 55:1

• [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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Mazmur 57:9

• [Mzm 57:9] Sing, Ye Ransomed Nations, Sing

  Sing, ye ransomed nations, sing Praises to our new-born King; Son of Man our Maker is, Lord of Hosts and Prince of Peace. Lo! He lays His glory by, Emptied of His majesty! See the God Who all things made, Humbly in a manger laid. Cast we off our needless fear, Boldly to His cratch draw near; Jesus is our flesh and bone, God-with-Us is all our own. Let us then with angels gaze On our new-born Monarch’s face, With the choir celestial joined, Shout the Savior of mankind. Son of Man, will He despise Man’s well meaning sacrifice? No; with condescending grace He accepts His creature’s praise. Will His majesty disdain The poor shepherd’s simple strain? No; for Israel’s Shepherd He Loves their artless melody. He will not refuse the song Of the stammering infant’s tongue; Babes He hears humanely mild, Once Himself a little Child. Let us then our Prince proclaim, Humbly chant Immanuel’s Name; Publish at His wondrous birth Praise in Heaven and peace on earth. Triumph in our Savior’s love, Till He takes us up above, All His majesty displays, Shows us all His glorious face.

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Mazmur 65:8

• [Mzm 65:8] Morning Walks Upon The Earth, The

  The morning walks upon the earth, And man awakes to toil and mirth; All living things and lands are gay— Dear God, walk with me through the day. Sweet is the breathing of the world, As in Thy love it lies unfurled; And blue and clear th’immortal sky; ’Tis Thine, and Thine its purity. Now noon sits throned, her golden urn Pours forth the sunshine! Laugh and burn Corn-land and meadow, lake and sea! Lord of my life, pour love on me. Slow comes the evening o’er the hill, The labor of the world is still; Homeward I go, and muse of Thee— Father of home, abide with me. Now crops the dark, but worlds of light, Hidden by day, fulfill the night! Infinite stillness, silent sea Of truth and power flow over me.

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Mazmur 79:13

• [Mzm 79:13] We Lift Our Hearts In Thanks Today

  We lift our hearts in thanks today For all the gifts of life; And first, for peace that turns away The enemies of strife; And next, the beauty of the earth, Its flowers and lovely things, The spring’s great miracle of birth, With sound of songs and wings; Then, harvests of its teeming soil In orchard, croft and field; But more, the service and the toil Of those who helped them yield; And most, the gifts of hope and love, Of wisdom, truth and right, The gifts that shine like stars above To chart the world by night. As we receive, so let us give, With ready, generous hand, Rich fruitage from the lives we live To bless our home and land.

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Mazmur 88:1

• [Mzm 88:1] Lord, The God Of My Salvation

  Lord, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry to Thee; Let my prayer now find acceptance, in Thy mercy answer me. Full of troubles and affliction, nigh to death my soul is brought, Helpless, like one cast forever from Thy care and from Thy thought. Thou hast brought me down to darkness, ’neath Thy wrath I am oppressed; All the billows of affliction overwhelm my soul distressed. Thou hast made my friends despise me, and companionless I go, Bound, and helpless in my bondage, pining in my bitter woe. Unto Thee, with hands uplifted, daily I direct my cry; Hear, O Lord, my supplication, hear and save me ere I die. Wilt Thou wait to show Thy wonders and Thy mercy to the dead? Let me live to tell Thy praises, by Thy lovingkindness led. Still, O Lord, renewed each morning unto Thee my prayer shall be; Cast me not away forever, let me now Thy favor see. All my life is spent in sorrow, grief and terror always nigh, Waves of wrath have surged about me; show Thy mercy ere I die. Friend and lover are departed, dark and lonely is my way; Lord, be Thou my Friend and Helper, still to Thee, O Lord, I pray. Lord, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry to Thee; Let my prayer now find acceptance; in Thy mercy answer me.

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Mazmur 102:2

• [Mzm 102:2] Let Me Lean On Thee

  When my way is hedged about me, hedged with thorns of care; When the cross I loved so dearly, seems too hard to bear; When my heart is bowed with sorrow, and no light I see— Lord, Thy tender mercy pleading, let me lean on Thee. O, for faith to cast behind me every sad complaint— Faith to run and not be weary, walk and never faint; Thou dost know and feel my weakness, Savior look on me; Now Thy tender mercy pleading, let me lean on Thee. Closer let Thine arms enfold me, closer to Thy breast Draw my weary, trembling spirit, calm its doubts to rest; Give me strength for every burden Thou hast borne for me; Lord, Thy tender mercy pleading, let me lean on Thee.

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• [Mzm 102:2] Lord, To Our Humble Prayers Attend

  Lord, to our humble prayers attend, Let Thou Thy peace from heaven descend, And to our souls salvation send, Have mercy, Lord upon us. Rule in our hearts, Thou Prince of Peace, The welfare of Thy Church increase, And bid all strife and discord cease; Have mercy, Lord upon us. To all who meet for worship here Do Thou in faithfulness draw near; Inspire with faith and godly fear: Have mercy, Lord upon us. O let Thy priests be clothed with might, To rule within Thy Church aright, That they may serve as in Thy sight: Have mercy, Lord upon us. The sovereign ruler of our land Protect by Thine almighty hand, And all around the throne who stand: Have mercy, Lord upon us. Let clouds and sunshine bless the earth, Give flowers and fruits a timely birth, Our harvests crown with peaceful mirth: Have mercy, Lord upon us. Let voyagers by land and sea In danger’s hour in safety be; The suffering and the captive free: Have mercy, Lord upon us. Around us let Thine arm be cast, Till wrath and danger are o’erpast And tribulation’s bitter blast: Have mercy, Lord upon us.

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• [Mzm 102:2] My Father, Hear My Prayer

  My Father, hear my prayer Before I go to rest; It is Thy trustful child That cometh to be blest. Forgive me all my sin, And let me sleep this night In safety and in peace Until the morning light. Lord, help me every day To love Thee more and more, And try to do Thy will Much better than before. Now look upon me, Lord, Ere I lie down to rest; It is Thy trustful child That cometh to be blest.
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Mazmur 106:47

• [Mzm 106:47] God Of The Nations, Who From Dawn Of Days

  God of the nations, who from dawn of days, Hast led Thy people in their widening ways, Through Whose deep purpose stranger thousands stand Here in the borders of our promised land. Thine ancient might rebuked the Pharaoh’s boast Thou wast the shield for Israel’s marching host, And, all the ages through, past crumbling throne And broken fetter, Thou hast brought Thine own. Thy hand has led across the hungry sea The eager peoples flocking to be free, And, from the breeds of earth, Thy silent sway Fashions the nation of the broadening day. Then, for Thy grace to grow in brotherhood, For hearts aflame to serve Thy destined good, For faith, and will to win what faith shall see, God of Thy people, hear us cry to Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal