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Mazmur 7:17

• [Mzm 7:17] Sing Hallelujah, Praise The Lord!

  Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord! Sing with a cheerful voice; Exalt our God with one accord, And in His Name rejoice. Ne’er cease to sing, thou ransomed host, Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost, Until in realms of endless light Your praises shall unite. There we to all eternity Shall join the angelic lays And sing in perfect harmony To God our Savior’s praise; He hath redeemed us by His blood, And made us kings and priests to God, For us, for us, the Lamb was slain! Praise ye the Lord! Amen.

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• [Mzm 7:17] Sing Praise To The Father

  Sing praise to the Father, Creator and King, Whose mercy has taught us a new song to sing; Who made us, and loved us though rebels and lost, And planned our redemption at infinite cost. Refrain Bless the Lord, bless the Lord, bless the Lord, O my soul, For the grace that redeems, for the love that makes whole; O come and adore him, his glories proclaim, And worship before him—the Lord is his name! Sing praise to the Savior, Redeemer, and Friend, For grace past all telling, for love without end; Who stripped off his glory, put on mortal sin, And died and was ris’n full atonement to win. Refrain Sing praise to the Spirit, the gift of God’s love, Who quickens our hearts with new life from above, Who woos us, subdues us, and seals us his own, And faultless presents us before his great throne. Refrain Sing praise to the Father, sing praise to the Son, Sing praise to the Spirit, great God Three in One; The God of salvation, of glory, of grace, Who wrought our redemption—my soul, sing his praise! Refrain

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Mazmur 147:1

• [Mzm 147:1] O Could I Speak The Matchless Worth

  O could I speak the matchless worth, O could I sound the glories forth which in my Savior shine! I’d sing His glorious righteousness, and magnify the wondrous grace Which made salvation mine, which made salvation mine. I’d sing the precious blood He spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt of sin, and wrath divine; I’d sing His glorious righteousness, in which all perfect, heavenly dress My soul shall ever shine, my soul shall ever shine. I’d sing the characters He bears, And all the forms of love He wears, exalted on His throne; In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all His glories known, make all His glories known. Soon, the delightful day will come When my dear Lord will bring me home, and I shall see His face; Then with my Savior, Brother, Friend, a blessèd eternity I’ll spend, Triumphant in His grace, triumphant in His grace. Oh could I speak the matchless worth, Oh could I sound the glories forth, Which in my Saviour shine! I’d soar, and touch the heavenly strings And vie with Gabriel while he sings In notes almost divine.

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• [Mzm 147:1] O Sing Ye Hallelujah

  O sing ye hallelujah! ’Tis good our God to praise. ’Tis pleasant and becoming to Him our songs to raise; He builds the walls of Zion, He seeks her wandering sons; He binds their wounds and comforts the brokenhearted ones. The starry hosts He numbers, He calls them all by name; His greatness and His wisdom His wondrous works proclaim; The meek He lifts to honor, He humbles sinful pride. Give thanks to Him and utter His praises far and wide. The heav’ns with clouds He covers, He sends the cheering rain; The slopes of all the mountains He fills with grass and grain; To beast and bird His goodness their daily food supplies; He cares for all His creatures, attentive to their cries. No human power delights Him, no earthly pomp or pride; He loves the meek who fear Him and in His love confide; Then praise thy God, O Zion, His gracious aid confess; He gives thee peace and plenty, His gifts thy children bless. He sends His swift commandment, and snow and ice enfold The world, and none are able to stand before His cold. Again He gives commandment: The winds of summer blow, The snow and ice are melted, again the waters flow. His statues and His judgments He makes His people know; To them as to no others His grace He loves to show; For matchless grace and mercy your grateful praises bring; To give Him thanks forever and hallelujah sing.

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• [Mzm 147:1] Praise Ye The Lord, For It Is Good

  Praise ye the Lord, for it is good To sing unto our God; ’Tis right and pleasant for His saints To tell His praise abroad. The Lord our God builds up His Church, He seeks her wandering sons; He binds their wounds and gently heals The broken-hearted ones. Our Lord is great, He calls by name And counts the stars of night; His wisdom is unsearchable, And wondrous is His might. The Lord upholds the poor and meek, He brings the wicked low; Sing praise to Him and give Him thanks And all His goodness show. No human might, no earthly pride Delights the Lord above; In them that fear Him He delights, In them that trust His love. O Zion, praise the Lord thy God, His wondrous love confess; He is thy glory and thy strength, He will thy children bless.

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• [Mzm 147:1] Praise Ye The Lord, ’tis Good To Raise

  Praise ye the Lord; ’tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in His praise; His nature and His works invite To make this duty our delight. The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to His Name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. He formed the stars, those heav’nly flames; He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom’s vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. Great is our Lord, and great His might; And all His glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Sing to the Lord, exalt Him high, Who spreads His clouds all round the sky; There He prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food His hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. What is the creature’s skill or force, The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb? All are too mean delights for Him. But saints are lovely in His sight, He views His children with delight; He sees their hope, He knows their fear, And looks, and loves His image there.

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• [Mzm 147:1] With Songs And Honors Sounding Loud

  With songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heav’ns He spreads His cloud, And waters veil the sky. He sends His showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the raven’s cry; But man, who tastes His finest wheat, Should raise His honors high. His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. His hoary frost, His fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the rattling hail, The wretch that dares this God defy Shall find his courage fail. He sends His Word, and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey His mighty Word: With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord.

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• [Mzm 147:1] With Gladness We Worship

  With gladness we worship, rejoice as we sing, Free hearts and free voices, how blessèd to bring! The old thankful story shall seek Thine abode, Thou King of all glory, most bountiful God! Renewed by Thy Spirit, redeemed by Thy Son, Thy children would bless Thee for all Thou hast done: O Father, returning to love and to light, Our spirits are yearning to praise Thee aright. Thy right would we give Thee, true homage Thy due, And honor eternal, the universe through: With all Thy creation, earth, heaven and sea, In one acclamation we glorify Thee. We join with the angels, and so there is giv’n, From earth, Alleluia, in answer to Heav’n. Amen! Be Thou glorious below and above, Redeeming, victorious, and infinite Love!

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