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Mazmur 37:5

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Mazmur 37:5

• [Mzm 37:5] Commit Thou All Thy Griefs

  Commit thou all thy griefs And ways into His hands, To His sure truth and tender care, Who heaven and earth commands. Who points the clouds their course, Whom winds and seas obey, He shall direct thy wandering feet, He shall prepare thy way. Thou on the Lord rely, So safe shalt thou go on; Fix on His work thy steadfast eye So shall thy work be done. No profit canst thou gain By self consuming care; To Him commend thy cause, His ear Attends the softest prayer. Thy everlasting truth, Father, Thy ceaseless love, Sees all Thy children’s wants, and knows What best for each will prove. Thou everywhere hast sway, And all things serve Thy might; Thy every act pure blessing is, Thy path unsullied light. When Thou arisest, Lord, What shall Thy work withstand? Whate’er Thy children want, Thou giv’st; And who shall stay Thy hand?

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• [Mzm 37:5] Commit Whatever Grieves Thee

  Commit whatever grieves thee Into the gracious hands Of Him Who never leaves thee, Who Heav’n and earth commands. Who points the clouds their courses, Whom winds and waves obey, He will direct thy footsteps And find for thee a way. On Him place Thy reliance If thou wouldst be secure; His work thou must consider If thine is to endure. By anxious sighs and grieving And self tormenting care God is not moved to giving; All must be gained by prayer. Thy truth and grace, O Father, Most surely surely see and know Both what is good and evil For mortal man below. According to Thy counsel Thou wilt Thy work pursue; And what Thy wisdom chooseth Thy might will always do. Thy hand is never shortened, All things must serve Thy might; Thine every act is blessing, Thy path is purest light. Thy work no man can hinder, Thy purpose none can stay, Since Thou to bless Thy children Wilt always find a way. Though all the powers of evil The will of God oppose, His purpose will not falter, His pleasure onward goes. Whate’er God’s will resolveth, Whatever He intends, Will always be accomplished True to His aims and ends. Then hope, my feeble spirit, And be thou undismayed; God helps in every trial And makes thee unafraid. Await His time with patience, Then shall thine eyes behold The sun of joy and gladness His brightest beams unfold. Arise, my soul, and banish Thy anguish and thy care. Away with thoughts that sadden And heart and mind ensnare! Thou art not lord and master Of thine own destiny; Enthroned in highest Heaven, God rules in equity. Leave all to His direction; In wisdom He doth reign, And in a way most wondrous His course He will maintain. Soon He, His promise keeping, With wonder-working skill Shall put away the sorrows That now thy spirit fill. A while His consolation He may to thee deny, And seem as though in trial He far from thee would fly; A while distress and anguish May compass thee around, Nor to thy supplication An answering voice be found. But if thou perseverest, Thou shalt deliverance find. Behold, all unexpected He will thy soul unbind And from the heavy burden Thy heart will soon set free; And thou wilt see the blessing He had in mind for thee. O faithful child of Heaven, How blessèd shalt thou be! With songs of glad thanksgiving A crown awaiteth thee. Into thy hand thy Maker Will give the victor’s palm, And thou to thy Deliverer Shalt sing a joyous psalm Give, Lord, this consummation To all our heart’s distress; Our hands, our feet, e’er strengthen, In death our spirits bless. Thy truth and thy protection Grant evermore, we pray, And in celestial glory Shall end our destined way.

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Mazmur 74:17

• [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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Mazmur 105:3

• [Mzm 105:3] I Am So Glad Salvation’s Free

  I am so glad salvation’s free to all who will receive it, Glad that the news was brought to me when I was lost and sad; Praise His dear Name, I can proclaim that truly I believe it, For I am now His child, I know, and I’m so glad. Refrain Glory, honor be to His Name forever, Never a greater Friend the sinful race has had; Love Him, praise Him, Jesus, the matchless Savior, He has redeemed this soul of mine, and I’m so glad. I am so glad that I can tell to wayward souls the story, Glad that by grace from day to day a helper I may be; Finding delight in service true, my soul is winning glory, Glory for Him Who gave His life to rescue me. Refrain I am so glad that all my heart to Jesus I have given, Glad that at eventide my soul true sheaves to Him may bring; I will be true until with all the happy throng in Heaven, Sweeter and nobler praise I give to Christ, my King. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal