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Mazmur 116:12-15

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Mazmur 10:2

• [Mzm 10:2] O God, The Help Of All Thy Saints

  O God, the help of all Thy saints, Our hope in time of ill: We trust Thee, though Thy face be hid, And seek Thy presence still. Why should the men of pride and sin Thy truth and power defy; And boast, as if their evil way Were hidden from Thine eye? Lord, Thou hast seen; arise and save. To Thee our cause we bring; Reign Thou in righteousness and power, For Thou alone art King. All our desires to Thee are known; Thy help is ever near; O first prepare our hearts to pray, And then accept our prayer!

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Mazmur 115:2-18

• [Mzm 115:12] Lord Who Has Remembered Us, The

  The Lord Who has remembered us His blessing will bestow; All those who fear His holy Name, His loving care shall know. For small and great who fear His Name The Lord has good in store; Ye and your children, blest of God, Shall prosper more and more. The great Creator blesses you With gifts of boundless worth; The heavens He claims, but gives to man Dominion in the earth. The silent dead praise not the Lord, The grave no song can raise; But we will bless Him evermore, Let all proclaim His praise.

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Mazmur 116:12-15

• [Mzm 116:12] What Shall I Render To My God (watts)

  What shall I render to my God For all His kindness shown? My feet shall visit Thine abode, My songs address Thy throne. Among the saints that fill Thine house My off’rings shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. How much is mercy Thy delight, Thou ever blessèd God! How dear Thy servants in Thy sight! How precious is their blood! How happy all Thy servants are! How great Thy grace to me! My life, which thou hast made Thy care, Lord, I devote to Thee. Now I am Thine, forever Thine, Nor shall my purpose move Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain, And bound me with Thy love. Here in Thy courts I leave my vow, And Thy rich grace record; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord.

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• [Mzm 116:12] What Shall I Render To My God (wesley)

  What shall I render to my God For all His mercy’s store? I’ll take the gifts He hath bestowed, And humbly ask for more. The sacred cup of saving grace I will with thanks receive, And all His promises embrace, And to His glory live. My vows I will to His great Name Before His people pay, And all I have, and all I am, Upon His altar lay. Thy lawful servant, Lord, I owe To Thee whate’er is mine, Born in Thy family below, And by redemption thine. Thy hands created me, Thy hands From sin have set me free, The mercy that hath loosed my bands Hath bound me fast to Thee. The God of all redeeming grace My God I will proclaim, Offer the sacrifice of praise, And call upon His Name. Praise Him, ye saints, the God of love, Who hath my sins forgiven, Till, gathered to the church above, We sing the songs of Heaven.

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• [Mzm 116:12] What Shall I Render To The Lord

  What shall I render to the Lord For all His benefits to me? How shall my soul, by grace restored, Give worthy thanks, O Lord, to Thee? Salvation’s cup of blessing now I take, and call upon God’s Name; Before His saints I pay my vow And here my gratitude proclaim. His saints the Lord delights to save, Their death is precious in His sight; He has redeemed me from the grave, And in His service I delight. With thankful heart I offer now My gift, and call upon God’s Name; Before His saints I pay my vow And here my gratitude proclaim. Within His house, the house of prayer, I dedicate myself to God; Let all His saints His grace declare And join to sound His praise abroad.

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• [Mzm 116:12] What Shall I Render To The Lord?

  What shall I render to the Lord, What shall my offering be, For all the gracious benefits He has bestowed on me? Salvation’s cup my soul will take While to the Lord I pray, And with His people I will meet, My thankful vows to pay. Not lightly does the Lord permit His chosen saints to die; From death Thou hast delivered me, Thy servant, Lord, am I. Within His house, the house of prayer, My soul shall bless the Lord, And praises to His holy Name Let all His saints accord.

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Mazmur 147:14-17

• [Mzm 147:16] All Beautiful The March Of Days

  All beautiful the march of days, as seasons come and go; The Hand that shaped the rose hath wrought the crystal of the snow; Hath sent the hoary frost of Heav’n, the flowing waters sealed, And laid a silent loveliness on hill and wood and field. O’er white expanses sparkling pure the radiant morns unfold; The solemn splendors of the night burn brighter than the cold; Life mounts in every throbbing vein, love deepens round the hearth, And clearer sounds the angel hymn, “Good will to men on earth.” O Thou from Whose unfathomed law the year in beauty flows, Thyself the vision passing by in crystal and in rose, Day unto day doth utter speech, and night to night proclaim, In ever changing words of light, the wonder of Thy Name.

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• [Mzm 147:16] ’tis Winter Now, The Fallen Snow

  ’Tis winter now; the fallen snow Has left the heav’ns all coldly clear; Through leafless boughs the sharp winds blow, And all the earth lies dead and drear. And yet God’s love is not withdrawn; His life within the keen air breathes; His beauty paints the crimson dawn, And clothes the boughs with glittering wreaths. And though abroad the sharp winds blow, And skies are chill, and frosts are keen, Home closer draws her circle now, And warmer glows her light within. O God! Who giv’st the winter’s cold As well as summer’s joyous rays, Us warmly in Thy love enfold, And keep us through life’s wintry days.

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  source: Cyberhymnal