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Mazmur 10:16

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Mazmur 9:7

• [Mzm 9:7] Come, Let Our Souls Adore The Lord

  Come, let our souls adore the Lord Whose judgments yet delay; Who yet suspends the lifted sword, And gives us time to pray. Great is our guilt, our fears are great, But let us not despair; Still open is the mercy seat To penitence and prayer. Kind Intercessor, to Thy love This blessèd hope we owe; O let Thy mercies plead above, While we implore below! Though justice near Thy awful throne Attends Thy dread command, Lord, hear Thy servants, hear Thy Son, And save a guilty land.

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• [Mzm 9:7] O Light, From Age To Age The Same

  O Light, from age to age the same, O ever living Word, Here have we felt Thy kindling flame, Thy voice within have heard. Here holy thought and hymn and prayer Have winged the Spirit’s powers, And made these walls divinely fair, Thy temple, Lord, and ours. O not in vain their toil who wrought To build faith’s freer shrine; Nor theirs whose steadfast love and thought Have watched the fire divine. Burn, holy Fire, and shine more wide! While nations rise and fall, Faith, hope, and charity abide, The heart and soul of all.

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Mazmur 10:16

• [Mzm 10:16] Around The Savior’s Lofty Throne

  Around the Savior’s lofty throne Ten thousand times ten thousand sing; They worship Him as God alone, And crown Him—everlasting King. Approach, ye saints! this God is yours; ’Tis Jesus fills the throne above: Ye cannot want while God endures; Ye cannot fail while God is love. Jesus, Thou everlasting King! To Thee the praise of Heaven belongs; Yet, smile on us who fain would bring The tribute of our humble songs. Though sin defile our worship here, We hope ere long Thy face to view; And when our souls in Heaven appear, We’ll praise Thy Name as angels do.

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• [Mzm 10:16] Christ The Lord Is King

  Shout for joy, ye holy throng, Christ the Lord is King; Angel harps, the sound prolong, Christ the Lord is King. Refrain Bear the news from pole to pole, Spread the truth from sea to sea, Lo! the Prince of life and glory King of Heav’n and earth shall be. Shout for joy, ye nations all, Christ the Lord is King; Crowns before His throne shall fall, Christ the Lord is King. Refrain He Who rent the boasting grave, Christ the Lord is King; He Who lives the lost to save, Christ the Lord is King. Refrain Shout for joy, ye realms of night, Christ the Lord is King; Hail the beams of Gospel light, Christ the Lord is King. Refrain

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• [Mzm 10:16] Lord Is King!, The (conder)

  The Lord is King! lift up thy voice, O earth; and all ye heav’ns, rejoice! From world to world the joy shall ring, “The Lord omnipotent is King.” The Lord is King! who then shall dare Resist His will, distrust His care, Or murmur at His wise decrees, Or doubt His royal promises? The Lord is King! Child of the dust, The Judge of all the earth is just; Holy and true are all His ways; Let every creature speak His praise. O when His wisdom can mistake, His might decay, His love forsake, Then may His children cease to sing, “The Lord omnipotent is King!” Alike pervaded by His eye, All parts of His dominion lie; This world of ours, and worlds unseen, And thin the boundary between. He reigns! ye saints, exalt your strains; Your God is King, your Father reigns; And He is at the Father’s side, The Man of love, the Crucified. Come, make your wants, your burdens known; He will present them at the throne; And angel bands are waiting there His messages of love to bear. One Lord, one empire, all secures; He reigns, and life and death are yours: Through earth and Heav’n one song shall ring, “The Lord omnipotent is King!”

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• [Mzm 10:16] Lord Is King!, The (crosby)

  Hear the everlasting song, Breaking thro’ the sky: “Glory, glory be to God, To God on high!” Thro’ the blessèd courts of light Saints and angels, joyful singing, Strike their harps and shout aloud, “The Lord is King!” Hear the loud triumphant song, O’er the world resound: Like a mighty ocean rolls The glad, glad sound: “Hallelujah! praise the Lord!” Distant climes His triumph singing, Lift their voice and shout aloud, “The Lord is King!” Praise the blessèd Three in One, All ye heav’nly host: Praise the Father, praise the Son, And Holy Ghost! As it was in all the past, Through eternal ages ringing, Ransomed ones shall still proclaim, “The Lord is King!”

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• [Mzm 10:16] Lord Is King!, The (terry)

  The Lord is King! I own His pow’r, His right to rule each day and hour; I own His claim on heart and will, And His demands I would fulfill. He claims my heart, to keep it clean From all defiling taint of sin; He claims my will, that I may prove How swift obedience answers love. He claims my hands for active life In noble deeds and worthy strife; He claims my feet, that in His ways I may walk boldly all my days. He claims my lips, that purest word In all my converse may be heard; My motives, passions, thoughts, that these My inner life, my King may please. He claims the brightness of my youth, My earnest strivings after truth, My joys, my toil, my craftsman’s skill; All have their place, and serve His will. O Lord my King, I turn to Thee; Thy loyal service makes me free; My daily task Thou shalt assign; For heart and will and life are Thine.

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• [Mzm 10:16] Make Christ King

  Hark to the call of the New Crusade, Christ over all will King be made; Out to the world let the challenge ring: Make Christ King! Refrain Hail to the King of kings! Triumphant Redeemer! On march the soldiers of the New Crusade. This is the battle cry: Christ made the King! And to our Sov’reign we allegiance bring; Prince, Guide and Counselor He shall be. Carry the standard to victory! Hail to the call of the New Crusade: Make Christ King! Strong is the foe of the New Crusade, Sin in its armor is well arrayed; Into the fight we our best must fling: Make Christ King! Refrain Come, in His Name join the pilgrim throng, Stand for the right, and down the wrong; Glory to god, let the chorus sing, Make Christ King! Refrain

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Mazmur 90:2

• [Mzm 90:2] Ere Mountains Reared Their Forms Sublime

  Ere mountains reared their forms sublime, Or Heav’n and earth in order stood, Before the birth of ancient time, From everlasting Thou art God. A thousand ages, in their flight, With Thee are as a fleeting day; Past, present, future, to Thy sight At once their various scenes display. But our brief life’s a shadowy dream, A passing thought that soon is o’er, That fades with morning’s earliest beam, And fills the musing mind no more. To us, O Lord, the wisdom give Each passing moment so to spend, That we at length with Thee may live Where life and bliss shall never end.

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• [Mzm 90:2] Have Mercy On Us, God Most High

  Have mercy on us, God most high, Who lift our hearts to Thee; Have mercy on us worms of earth, Most holy Trinity. Most ancient of all mysteries! Before Thy throne we lie; Have mercy now, most Merciful, Most holy Trinity. When heaven and earth were yet unmade, When time was yet unknown, Thou, in Thy bliss and majesty, Didst live and love alone. Thou wert not born; there was no fount From which Thy Being flowed; There is no end which Thou canst reach; But Thou art simply God. How wonderful creation is, The work that Thou didst bless; And oh, what then must Thou be like, Eternal Loveliness! How beautiful the angels are, The saints how bright in bliss; But with Thy beauty, Lord, compared, How dull, how poor is this. O listen, then, most pitiful, To Thy poor creature’s heart: It blesses Thee that Thou art God; That Thou art what Thou art. Most ancient of all mysteries! Still at Thy throne we lie; Have mercy now, most Merciful, Most holy Trinity.

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• [Mzm 90:2] Through Every Age, Eternal God

  Through every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode; High was Thy throne ere Heav’n was made, Or earth Thy humble footstool laid. Long hadst Thou reigned ere time began, Or dust was fashioned to a man; And long Thy kingdom shall endure When earth and time shall be no more. But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity; Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, Return, ye sinners, to your dust. A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in Thine account; Like yesterday’s departed light, Or the last watch of ending night. Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life’s a dream, An empty tale, a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour. Our age to seventy years is set; How short the time! how frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan than live. But O how oft Thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread; We fear the power that strikes us dead. Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die, and dwell with Thee.

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Mazmur 102:12

• [Mzm 102:12] Thou, O Lord, Art God Alone

  Thou, O Lord, art God alone, Everlasting is Thy throne; Through the ages men shall sing Praise of Heav’n’s eternal King. Thou, enthroned above the skies, Wilt for Zion’s help arise: Let Thy grace to her appear, For the promised time is near. If with love compassionate We, Thy servants, mourn her state, Wilt not Thou, O gracious Lord, Help in Zion’s need afford? Lord, Thy glory shall appear, Kings and nations then shall fear; And Thy Name shall be adored When Thy Zion is restored. This all ages shall record For the glory of the Lord; Thou dost hear the humble prayer, For the helpless Thou dost care. Thou eternal art, and great, Heav’n and earth Thou didst create, Heav’n and earth shall pass away, Changeless Thou shalt live for aye. As one lays a garment by, Thou wilt change the starry sky Like a vesture worn and old; But Thy years shall ne’er be told. Thou wilt make Thy servants’ race Ever live before Thy face, And forever at Thy side Children’s children shall abide.

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Mazmur 102:25-27

• [Mzm 102:25] Thou, Whose Unmeasured Temple Stands

  Thou, whose unmeasured temple stands, Built over earth and sea, Accept these walls that human hands Have raised, O God, to Thee. Lord, from Thine inmost glory send, Within these courts to bide, The peace that dwelleth without end Serenely by Thy side! And let the Comforter and Friend, Thy Holy Spirit, meet, With those who here in worship bend Before Thy mercy seat. May they who err be guided here To find the better way; And they who mourn, and they who fear, Be strengthened as they pray. May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, And pure devotion rise, While round these hallowed walls the storm Of earth born passion dies.

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