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Mazmur 36:1

• [Mzm 36:1] Trespass Of The Wicked Man, The

  The trespass of the wicked man Most plainly testifies That fear of God’s most holy Name Is not before his eyes. He cherishes the empty hope, Although his sin be great, It never shall be brought to light And viewed with righteous hate. The words he utters with his mouth Are wickedness and lies; He keeps himself from doing good, And ceases to be wise. While on his bed his thought he gives To planning wickedness; He sets himself in evil ways, He shuns not to transgress.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 36:1] While Men Grow Bold In Wicked Ways

  While men grow bold in wicked ways, And yet a God they own, My heart within me often says, “Their thoughts believe there’s none.” Their thoughts and ways at once declare, Whate’er their lips profess, God hath no wrath for them to fear, Nor will they seek His grace. What strange self-flattery blinds their eyes! But there’s a hastening hour, When they shall see with sore surprise The terrors of Thy power. Thy justice shall maintain its throne, Though mountains melt away; Thy judgments are a world unknown, A deep, unfathomed sea. Above the heav’ns’ created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend; Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds Where time and nature end. Safety to man Thy goodness brings, Nor overlooks the beast; Beneath the shadow of Thy wings Thy children choose to rest. From Thee, when creature-streams run low. And mortal comforts die, Perpetual springs of life shall flow, And raise our pleasures high. Though all created light decay, And death close up our eyes, Thy presence makes eternal day, Where clouds can never rise.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 72:4

• [Mzm 72:4] Clouds Of Judgment Gather, The

  The clouds of judgment gather, The time is growing late; Be sober and be watchful; Our Judge is at the gate: The Judge Who comes in mercy, The Judge Who comes in might To put an end to evil And diadem the right. Arise, O true disciples, Let wrong give way to right, And penitential shadow To Jesus’ blessèd light: The light that has no evening, That knows no moon or sun, The light so new and golden, The light that is but one. The home of fadeless splendor, Of blooms that bear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children Who here as exiles mourn; The peace of all the faithful, The calm of all the blest, Inviolate, unfading, Divinest, sweetest, best. Oh, happy, holy portion, Relief for all distressed, True vision of true beauty, Refreshment for the blest! Strive now to win that glory; Toil now to gain that light; Send hope ahead to grasp it, Till hope be lost in sight.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 72:4] Judge Eternal, Throned In Splendor

  Judge eternal, throned in splendor, Lord of lords and King of kings, With Thy living fire of judgment Purge this land of bitter things; Solace all its wide dominion With the healing of Thy wings. Still the weary folk are pining For the hour that brings release; And the city’s crowded clangor Cries aloud for sin to cease. And the homesteads and the woodlands Plead in silence for their peace. Crown, O God, Thine own endeavor; Cleave our darkness with Thy sword; Feed the faint and hungry heathen With the richness of Thy Word; Cleanse the body of this nation Through the Gospel of the Lord.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 83:1

• [Mzm 83:1] O God, No Longer Hold Thy Peace

  O God, no longer hold Thy peace, No longer silent be; Thine enemies lift up their head To fight Thy saints and Thee. Against Thine own, whom Thou dost love, Their craft Thy foes employ; They think to cut Thy people off, Thy church they would destroy. Thine ancient foes, conspiring still, With one consent agree, And they who with Thy people strive Make war, O God, on Thee. O God, who in our fathers’ time Didst smite our foes and Thine, So smite Thine enemies today Who in their pride combine. Make them like dust and stubble blown Before the whirlwind dire, In terror driv’n before the storm Of Thy consuming fire. Confound them in their sin till they To Thee for pardon fly, Till in dismay they, trembling, own That Thou art God Most High.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 111:10

• [Mzm 111:10] Lord Of Our Life, God Whom We Fear

  Lord of our life, God Whom we fear, Unknown, yet known; unseen, yet near; Breath of our breath, in Thee we live; Life of our life, our praise receive. Thine eye detects the sparrow’s fall; Thy heart of love expands for all; Our throbbing life is full of Thee; Throned in Thy vast infinity. Shine in our darkness, Light of light, Our minds illumine, disperse our night; Make us responsive to Thy will; Our souls with all Thy fullness fill. We love Thy Name; we heed Thy rod; Thy Word our law, O gracious God! We wait Thy will; on Thee we call: Our light, our life, our love, our all.

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Mazmur 139:8

• [Mzm 139:8] O Lord, Thy All Discerning Eyes

  O Lord, Thy all discerning eyes My inmost purpose see; My deeds, my words, my thoughts, arise Alike disclosed to Thee: My sitting down, my rising up, Broad noon, and deepest night, My path, my pillow, and my cup, Are open to Thy sight. Before, behind, I meet Thine eye, And feel Thy heavy hand: Such knowledge is for me too high, To reach or understand: What of Thy wonders can I know? What of Thy purpose see? Where from Thy Spirit shall I go? Where from Thy presence flee? If I ascend to heaven on high, Or make my bed in hell; Or take the morning’s wings, and fly O’er ocean’s bounds to dwell; Or seek, from Thee, a hiding place Amid the gloom of night— Alike to Thee are time and space, The darkness and the light.

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Mazmur 140:1

• [Mzm 140:1] Deliver Me From Evil

  Deliver me from evil, preserve me, Lord, from wrong; Against the foes that gather be Thou my Helper strong; From those who plot to hurt me and spread the treacherous snare, Preserve me, Lord, and keep me safeguarded in Thy care. O Lord, I have confessed Thee to be my God alone; O hear my supplication, and be Thy mercy shown; O God the Lord, my Savior, my Shield amid the strife, Let not the wicked triumph who plot against my life. Let evil smite the evil, and cause their overthrow; The needy and afflicted the Lord will help, I know; Thy saints, redeemed from evil, their thanks to Thee shall give; The righteous and the upright shall in Thy presence live.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 140:1] Lord, From The Ill And Froward Man

  Lord, from the ill and froward man Give me deliverance, And do Thou safe preserve me from The man of violence: Who in their heart mischievous things Are meditating e’er; And they for war assembled are Continually together. Much like unto a serpent’s tongue Their tongues they sharp do make; And underneath their lips there lies The poison of a snake. Lord, keep me from the wicked’s hands, From violent men me save; Who utterly to overthrow My goings purposed have. The proud for me a snare have hid, And cords; yea, they a net Have by the wayside for me spread; They gins for me have set. I said unto the Lord, Thou art My God: unto the cry Of all my supplications, Lord, do Thine ear apply. O God the Lord, who art the strength Of my salvation: A cov’ring in the day of war My head Thou hast put on. Unto the wicked man, O Lord, His wishes do not grant; Nor further Thou his ill device, Lest they themselves should vaunt. As for the head and chief of those About that compass me, E’en by the mischief of their lips Let Thou them covered be. Let burning coals upon them fall, Them throw in fiery flame, And in deep pits, that they no more May rise out of the same. Let not an evil speaker be On earth establishèd: Mischief shall hunt the violent man, Till he be ruinèd. I know God will th’afflicted’s cause Maintain, and poor men’s right. Surely the just shall praise Thy Name; Th’upright dwell in Thy sight.

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  source: Cyberhymnal