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Mazmur 19:1

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Mazmur 14:1

• [Mzm 14:1] Fools In Their Heart Believe And Say

  Fools in their heart believe and say, “That all religion’s vain; There is no God that reigns on high, Or minds th’affairs of men.” From thoughts so dreadful and profane, Corrupt discourse proceeds; And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. The Lord from His celestial throne Looked down on things below, To find the man that sought His grace, Or did His justice know. By nature all are gone astray, Their practice all the same; There’s none that fears his Maker’s hand; There’s none that loves His Name. Their tongues are used to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease; How swift to mischief are their feet, Nor know the paths of peace! Such seeds of sin—that bitter root— In every heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner fruit Till grace refine the ground.

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• [Mzm 14:1] God Who Sits Enthroned On High, The

  The God Who sits enthroned on high The foolish to their heart deny; Not one does good; corrupt in thought, Unrighteous works their hands have wrought. From heaven the Lord with searching eye Looked down the sons of men to try, To see if any understood And sought for God, the only Good. From righteousness they all depart, Corrupt are all, and vile in heart; Yea, every man has evil done; Not one does good, not even one. Has knowledge with the wicked failed, That they My people have assailed, That they delight in works of shame, And call not on Jehovah’s Name? Thy lowly servant they despise, Because he on the Lord relies; But they shall tremble yet in fear, For to the righteous God is near. O that from Zion, His abode, Salvation were on us bestowed! When God His exiles shall restore, They shall in song His grace adore.

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• [Mzm 14:1] Lord Of All Worlds

  Lord of all worlds, let thanks and praise To Thee forever fill my soul; With blessings Thou hast crowned my days, My heart, my head, my hand control. O, let no vain presumptions rise, No impious murmur in my heart, To crave the boon Thy will denies, Or shrink from ill Thy hands impart. Thy child am I, and not an hour, Revolving in the orbs above, But brings some token of Thy power, But brings some token of Thy love; And shall this bosom dare repine, In darkness dare deny the dawn, Or spurn the treasures of the mine, Because one diamond is withdrawn? The fool denies, the fool alone, Thy being, Lord, and boundless might; Denies the firmament, Thy throne, Denies the sun’s meridian light; Denies the fashion of his frame, The voice he hears, the breath he draws; O idiot atheist! to proclaim Effects unnumbered without cause! Matter and mind, mysterious one, Are man’s for threescore years and ten; Where, ere the thread of life was spun? Where, when reduced to dust again? All seeing God, the doubt suppress; The doubt Thou only canst relieve; My soul Thy Savior Son shall bless, Fly to Thy Gospel, and believe.

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Mazmur 19:1

• [Mzm 19:1] All Nature’s Works His Praise Declare

  All nature’s works His praise declare, to Whom they all belong; There is a voice in every star, in every breeze a song. Sweet music fills the world abroad with strains of love and power; The stormy sea sings praise to God, the thunder and the shower. To God the tribes of ocean cry, and birds upon the wing; To God the powers that dwell on high their tuneful tribute bring. Like them, let us the throne surround, with them loud chorus raise, While instruments of loftier sound assist our feeble praise. Great God, to Thee we consecrate our voices and our skill; We bid the pealing organ wait to speak alone Thy will. Lord, while the music round us floats may earth born passions die; O grant its rich and swelling notes may lift our souls on high!

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• [Mzm 19:1] All Things Praise Thee

  All things praise Thee, Lord most high, Heav’n and earth and sea and sky, All were for Thy glory made, That Thy greatness thus displayed Should all worship bring to Thee; All things praise Thee—Lord, may we! All things praise Thee—night to night Sings in silent hymns of light; All things praise Thee—day to day Chants Thy power in burning ray; Time and space are praising Thee, All things praise Thee—Lord, may we! All things praise Thee—high and low, Rain and dew and sparkling snow, Crimson sunset, fleecy cloud, Rippling stream, and tempest loud; Summer, winter, all to Thee Glory render—Lord, may we! All things praise Thee—Heav’n’s high shrine Rings with melody divine; Lowly bending at Thy feet, Seraph and archangel meet; This their highest bliss, to be Ever praising—Lord, may we! All things praise Thee—gracious Lord, Great Creator, powerful Word, Omnipresent Spirit, now At Thy feet we humbly bow; Lift our hearts in praise to Thee; All things praise Thee—Lord, may we!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Angels Holy, High And Lowly

  Angels holy, high and lowly, Sing the praises of the Lord! Earth and sky, all living nature, Man the stamp of thy Creator, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Sun and moon bright, night and moonlight, Starry temples azure-floored, Cloud and rain, and wild winds’ madness, Sons of God that shout for gladness, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Ocean hoary, tell His glory, Cliffs, where tumbling seas have roared, Pulse of waters, blithely beating, Wave advancing, wave retreating, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Rock and highland, wood and island, Crag where eagle’s pride hath soared; Mighty mountains, purple breasted, Peaks cloud-cleaving, snowy crested, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Rolling river, praise Him ever, From the mountain’s deep vein poured; Silver fountain, clearly gushing, Troubled torrent, madly rushing, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Praise Him ever, bounteous Giver! Praise Him, Father, Friend and Lord! Each glad soul its free course winging, Each blithe voice its free song singing, Praise the great and mighty Lord!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Behold, The Lofty Sky

  Behold, the lofty sky Declares its Maker God. And all His starry works on high Proclaim His power abroad. The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night, Divinely teach His Name. In every different land, Their general voice is known; They show the wonders of His Hand, And orders of His throne. Ye Christian hearts, rejoice, [originally, Ye British lands, rejoice] Here He reveals His Word; We are not left to nature’s voice To bid us know the Lord. His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes; He puts His Gospel in our hands, Where our salvation lies. His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit, His promises for ever sure And His rewards are great. Not honey to the taste Affords so much delight, Nor gold that has the furnace passed So much allures the sight. While of Thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim, Accept the praise, my God, my King In my Redeemer’s Name.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Duteous Day Now Closeth, The

  The duteous day now closeth, Each flower and tree reposeth, Shade creeps o’er wild and wood: Let us, as night is falling, On God our Maker calling, Give thanks to Him, the Giver good. Now all the heav’nly splendor Breaks forth in starlight tender From myriad worlds unknown; And man, the marvel seeing, Forgets his selfish being, For joy of beauty not his own. His care he drowneth yonder, Lost in the abyss of wonder; To Heav’n his soul doth steal: This life he disesteemeth, The day it is that dreameth, That doth from truth his vision seal. Awhile his mortal blindness May miss God’s lovingkindness, And grope in faithless strife: But when life’s day is over Shall death’s fair night discover The fields of everlasting life.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Father, How Wide Thy Glories Shine

  Father, how wide Thy glories shine! How high Thy wonders rise! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousand through the skies. Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power, Their motions speak Thy skill, And on the wings of every hour We read Thy patience still. But when we view Thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Our souls are filled with awe divine To see what God performs. Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe; We love and we adore; The first archangel never saw So much of God before. Part of Thy Name divinely stands On all Thy creatures writ; They show the labor of Thy hands, Or impress of Thy feet. When sinners break the Father’s laws, The dying Son atones; O the dear mysteries of His cross, The triumph of his groans. Here the whole Deity is known, Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice, or the grace. Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains; Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel’s Name, And try their choicest strains. O may I bear some humble part In that immortal song! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue.

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• [Mzm 19:1] For The Deep Love That Kept Us

  For the deep love that kept us through the night, And gave our senses to sleep’s gentle sway; For this new wonder of morning’s dawning light, Flushing the east with prophecies of day, We thank Thee, O our God. For the fresh life that through our being flows, With its full tide to enrich and to bless; For calm, sweet thoughts, upspringing from repose, To bear to Thee our song of thankfulness, We praise Thee, O our God. Day utters speech to day, and night to night Tells of Thy glory and power. So would we Thy children, duly, with morning’s golden light, Or still at eve, upon the bended knee, Adore Thee, O our God. Thou knowest our needs, Thy fullness will supply; Our blindness, Thy hand will still lead us on; Till we shall see the Dayspring from on high, Our prayer, one only, “Let Thy will be done,” We breathe to Thee, O God.

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• [Mzm 19:1] God Is The Name My Soul Adores

  God is the Name my soul adores, The almighty Three, the eternal One; Nature and grace, with all their powers, Confess the Infinite Unknown. Thy voice produced the sea and spheres, Bade the waves roar, the planets shine; But nothing like Thyself appears Through all these spacious works of Thine. Still restless nature dies and grows; From change to change the creatures run: Thy being no succession knows, And all Thy vast designs are one. A glance of Thine runs through the globe, Rules the bright worlds, and moves their frame; Of light Thou form’st Thy dazzling robe; Thy ministers are living flame. How shall polluted mortals dare To sing Thy glory or Thy grace? Beneath Thy feet we lie afar, And see but shadows of Thy face. Who can behold the blazing light? Who can approach the consuming flame? None but Thy wisdom knows Thy might None but Thy Word can speak Thy Name.

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• [Mzm 19:1] God Of Nature And Of Grace, The

  The God of nature and of grace In all His works appears; His goodness through the earth we trace, His grandeur in the spheres. Behold this fair and fertile globe, By Him in wisdom planned: ’Twas He Who girded, like a robe, The ocean round the land. Lift to the firmament your eye; Thither His path pursue; His glory, boundless in the sky, O’erwhelms the wondering view. He bows the heavens—the mountains stand A highway for their God; He walks amidst the desert land; ’Tis Eden where He trod. The forests in His strength rejoice; Hark! on the evening breeze, As once of old, the Lord God’s voice Is heard among the trees. In every stream His bounty flows, Diffusing joy and wealth; In every breeze His Spirit blows, The breath of life and health. His blessings fall in plenteous showers Upon the lap of earth, That teems with foliage, fruits and flowers, And rings with infant mirth. If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound, How beautiful, beyond compare, Will Paradise be found!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Great God, The Heav’ns’ Well Ordered Frame

  Great God, the heav’ns’ well ordered frame Declares the glories of Thy Name: There Thy rich works of wonder shine; A thousand starry beauties there A thousand radiant marks appear Of boundless power and skill divine. From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light Lectures of heav’nly wisdom read; With silent eloquence they raise Our thoughts to our Creator’s praise, And neither sound nor language need. Yet their divine instructions run Far as the journeys of the sun, And every nation knows their voice: The sun, like some young bridegroom dressed Breaks from the chambers of the east, Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice. Where’er he spreads his beams abroad He smiles and speaks his Maker God; All nature joins to show Thy praise: Thus God in every creature shines; Fair is the book of nature’s lines, But fairer is Thy book of grace.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Heaven And Earth, And Sea And Air

  Heaven and earth, and sea and air, All their Maker’s praise declare; Wake, my soul, awake and sing: Now thy grateful praises bring. See the glorious orb of day Breaking through the clouds his way; Moon and stars with silvery light Praise Him through the silent night. See how He hath everywhere Made this earth so rich and fair; Hill and vale and fruitful land, All things living, show His hand. Lord, great wonders workest Thou! To Thy sway all creatures bow; Write Thou deeply in my heart What I am, and what Thou art.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Heavens Declare Thy Glory, The (watts)

  The heav’ns declare Thy glory, Lord, In every star Thy wisdom shines But when our eyes behold Thy Word, We read Thy Name in fairer lines. The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days, Thy power confess But the blest volume Thou hast writ Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand: So when Thy truth begun its race, It touched and glanced on every land. Nor shall Thy spreading Gospel rest Till through the world Thy truth has run, Till Christ has all the nations blest That see the light or feel the sun. Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, Bless the dark world with heav’nly light; Thy Gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right. Thy noblest wonders here we view In souls renewed and sins forgiv’n; Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make Thy Word my guide to Heaven.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Heavens Declare Thy Glory, The (birks)

  The heavens declare Thy glory, The firmament Thy power; Day unto day the story Repeats from hour to hour; Night unto night replying, Proclaims in every land, O Lord, with voice undying, The wonders of Thy hand. The sun with royal splendor Goes forth to chant Thy praise; And moonbeams soft and tender Their gentler anthem raise; O’er every tribe and nation That music strange is poured, The song of all creation, To Thee, creation’s Lord. How perfect, just, and holy The precepts Thou hast given; Still making wise the lowly, They lift the thoughts to heaven; How pure, how soul restoring Thy Gospel’s heavenly ray, A brighter radiance pouring Than noon of brightest day. All heaven on high rejoices To do its Maker’s will; The stars with solemn voices Resound Thy praises still; So let my whole behavior, Thoughts, words, and actions be, O Lord, my Strength, my Savior, One ceaseless song to Thee.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Heav’ns Resoundeth, The

  The heav’ns resound with His praises eternal, In might and glory they combine, To tell His Name through earth and the oceans That man may hear the word divine. He holds all the suns in the blue vaulted heavens, He plants His foot upon the world. The myriad stars bow in willing subjection, The universe His hand unfurled, The universe His hand unfurled.
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• [Mzm 19:1] How Marvelous God’s Greatness

  How marvelous God’s greatness, how glorious His might! To this the world bears witness in wonders day and night. In form of flower and snowflake, in morn’s resplendent birth, In afterglow at even, in sky and sea and earth. Each tiny floweret whispers the great life-giver’s Name; The mighty mountain masses His majesty proclaim; The hollow vales are hymning God’s shelter for His own; The snow-capped peaks are pointing to God’s almighty throne. The ocean’s vast abysses in one grand psalm record The deep mysterious counsels and mercies of the Lord; The icy waves of winter are thundering on the strand, E’en grief’s chill stream is guided by God’s all-gracious hand. The starry hosts are singing through all the light-strewn sky Of God’s majestic temple and palace courts on high; When in these outer chambers such glory gilds the night, What the transcendent brightness of God’s eternal light!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Hymn To A Gracious Sovereign

  O God the deep immutable, the changeless, wise and still, You’re the absolute, eternal One; You wield the sovereign will. Deep Heav’n itself and even time must bend beneath your sway. With a whispered thought you banish night in a flash of blinding day. The seas are boundaried by your word; great mountains heed your call. Majestic swirls of galaxies adorn your royal hall. The centuries are lumps of clay shaped by your strength and skill. You mold the long millennia to the dictates of your will. The boundless, black-robed skies proclaim your vast, astonishing might: Their flaming jewels rejoice for you in silent shouts of light. With sure and sovereign strokes your hands finger the cosmic strings, And play celestial symphonies as all creation sings. And silent now, the angels stare; stunned seraphs blush, amazed; Great Michael sheaths the sword that at the Gate of Eden blazed. Mighty Gabriel sets his trump aside, and listens to his Lord, As Love incomprehensible enfleshes the Living Word. Now space and time have cracked before the size of this event: The Godhead shudders as the glorious Son to Hell is sent. Though Very God of Very God, He counts it all but loss, And comes and suffers as a man, from the manger to the Cross.

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• [Mzm 19:1] In Righteous Glory Reigning

  In righteous glory reigning, our God sits high enthroned, His right and truth maintaining, His justice making known. He stands above Time’s river, the worlds within His view, His right hand will deliver to every man his due. Before His bar no pleading excuses any flaw; But wickedness exceeding ignites the flames of Law. ’Mid Sinai’s sounding thunder the verdict has been read: All men, in awestruck wonder, fall down before Him, dead. Such wrath, beyond all telling! Can it be turned aside? Is there a strong, safe dwelling where Hell can be denied? Can holy, perfect righteousness forgive and reconcile? Can God, though angered, still bless the wicked and the vile? Yes, yes, my soul has found out! There is a mercy sure! A sovereign grace to sound out—a love both true and pure! The flesh of God is given to meet the Law’s demands, And now I am forgiven, while Christ in Heaven stands! With that propitiation, God and His saints embrace! That perfect expiation has saved His chosen race! Now mercy kisses justice; now Truth and Love join hands, Now Him in Whom our trust is: The Christ, our surety stands!

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• [Mzm 19:1] Nature With Open Volume Stands

  Nature with open volume stands, To spread her Maker’s praise abroad; And every labor of His hands Shows something worthy of a God. But in the grace that rescued man His brightest form of glory shines; Here, on the cross, ’tis fairest drawn, In precious blood and crimson lines. Here His whole Name appears complete; Nor wit can guess, nor reason prove, Which of the letters best is writ, The power, the wisdom, or the love. Here I behold His inmost heart, Where grace and vengeance strangely join, Piercing His Son with sharpest smart, To make the purchased pleasure mine. O! the sweet wonders of that cross, Where God the Savior loved and died Her noblest life my spirit draws From His dear wounds and bleeding side. I would forever speak His Name, In sounds to mortal ears unknown; With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at His Father’s throne.

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• [Mzm 19:1] O God, I Thank Thee For Each Sight

  O God, I thank Thee for each sight Of beauty that Thy hand doth give; For sunny skies and air and light; O God, I thank Thee that I live. That life I consecrate to Thee, And ever as the day is born, On wings of joy my soul would flee, And thank Thee for another morn. Another day to which to cast Some silent deed of love abroad, That, greatening as it journeys past, May do some earnest work for God. Another day to do, to dare, To use anew my growing strength, To arm my soul with faith and prayer, And so reach heaven and Thee at last.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Sky Can Still Remember, The

  The sky can still remember the earliest Christmas morn, When in the cold December the Savior Christ was born. No star unfolds its glory, no trumpet wind is blown, But tells the Christmas story in music of its own. O never failing splendor! O never silent song! Still keep the green earth tender, still keep the gray earth strong, Still keep the brave earth dreaming of deeds that shall be done, While children’s lives come streaming like sunbeams from the sun. O angels sweet and splendid, throng in our hearts and sing The wonders which attended the coming of the King; Till we too, boldly pressing where once the shepherds trod, Climb Bethlehem’s Hill of Blessing, and find the Son of God.

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• [Mzm 19:1] Spacious Firmament On High, The

  The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame Their great Original proclaim. Th’unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator’s powers display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty Hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What though in solemn silence all Move round the dark terrestrial ball? What though no real voice nor sound Amid the radiant orbs be found? In reason’s ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, Forever singing as they shine, “The hand that made us is divine.”

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• [Mzm 19:1] There Is A Book That All May Read

  There is a Book that all may read, [or There is a Book, who runs may read,] Which heav’nly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that Book, to show How God Himself is found. The glorious sky, embracing all, Is like the Maker’s love, Wherewith encompassed, great and small In peace and order move. The moon above, the Church below, A wondrous race they run; But each their radiance, all their glow, Each borrows of its Sun. The Savior lends the light and heat That crown His holy hill; The saints, like stars, around His seat Perform their courses still. The saints above are stars in Heaven— What are the saints on earth? Like trees they stand whom God has given Our Eden’s happy birth. Faith is their fixed, unswerving root, Hope their unfading flower, Fair deeds of charity their fruit, The glory of their bower. The dew of Heav’n is like Thy grace, It steals in silence down; But where it lights, the favored place By richest fruits is known. One Name, above all glorious names, With its ten thousand tongues The everlasting sea proclaims, Echoing angelic songs. The raging fire, the roaring wind, Thy boundless power display, But in the gentler breeze we find The Spirit’s viewless way. Two worlds are ours: ’tis only sin Forbids us to descry The mystic heaven and earth within, Plain as the sea and sky. Thou, who hast giv’n me eyes to see, And love this sight so fair, Give me a heart to find out Thee, And read Thee everywhere.

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• [Mzm 19:1] There Seems A Voice In Every Gale

  There seems a voice in every gale, A tongue in every flower, Which tells, O Lord, the wondrous tale Of Thy almighty power. The birds, that rise on quivering wing, Proclaim their Maker’s praise, And all the mingling sounds of spring To Thee an anthem raise. Shall I be mute, great God, alone ’Midst nature’s loud acclaim? Shall not my heart, with answering tone, Breathe forth Thy holy Name? All nature’s debt is small to mine; Nature shall cease to be; Thou gavest proof of love divine, Immortal life to me.

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• [Mzm 19:1] To God, The Universal King

  To God, the universal King, Let all mankind their tribute bring; All that have breath! your voices raise, In songs of never ending praise. The spacious earth on which we tread, And wider heavens stretched o’er our head, A large and solemn temple frame, To celebrate its Builder’s fame. Here the bright sun, that rules the day, As through the sky he makes his way, To all the world proclaims aloud The boundless sovereignty of God. When from his courts the sun retires, And with the day his voice expires, The moon and stars adopt the song, And through the night the praise prolong. The listening earth with rapture hears Th’harmonious music of the spheres; And all her tribes the notes repeat, That God is wise, and good and great. But man, endowed with nobler powers, His God in nobler strains adores; His is the gift to know the song, As well as sing with tuneful tongue.

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Mazmur 40:8

• [Mzm 40:8] Lord, As Thou Wilt

  Lord, as Thou wilt, deal Thou with me; No other wish I cherish; In life and death I cling to Thee; Oh, do not let me perish! Let not Thy grace from me depart And grant an ever patient heart To bear what Thou dost send me. Grant honor, truth, and purity, And love Thy Word to ponder; From all false doctrine keep me free, Bestow, both here and yonder, What serves my everlasting bliss; Preserve me from unrighteousness Throughout my earthly journey. When, at Thy summons, I must leave This vale of sin and sadness, Give me Thy grace, Lord, not to grieve, But to depart with gladness. To Thee my spirit I commend; O Lord, grant me a blessèd end Through Jesus Christ, my Savior.

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Mazmur 50:16

• [Mzm 50:16] Thus Speaks The Lord To Wick­ed Men

  Thus speaks the Lord to wicked men: My statutes why do you declare? Why take My covenant in your mouth, Since ye for wisdom do not care? For ye My holy words profane And cast them from you in disdain. Ye have consented with the thief, Ye have partaken with the vile, Your mouths to evil words ye give, Your tongues proclaim deceit and guile, Ye glory in your brother’s shame, Your mother’s son do you defame. Thus have ye done; I silence kept, And this has been your secret thought, That I was wholly as yourselves, To take your evil deeds as naught; I will reprove you and array Your deeds before your eyes this day. Consider this, who God forget Lest I destroy with none to free; Who offers sacrifice of thanks, He glorifies and honors Me; To him who orders well his way Salvation free I will display.

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Mazmur 57:5

• [Mzm 57:5] Be Thou Exalted

  Be Thou exalted, forever and ever, God of eternity, Ancient of Days! Wondrous in majesty, perfect in wisdom, Glorious in holiness, fearful in praise. Refrain Be Thou exalted by seraphs and angels, Be Thou exalted with harp and with song; Saints in their anthems of rapture adore Thee, Martyrs the loud hallelujahs prolong. Be Thou exalted, O Son of the Highest! Gracious Redeemer, our Savior and King! One with the Father, co-equal in glory, Here at Thy footstool our homage we bring. Refrain Be Thou exalted, O Spirit eternal! Dwell in our hearts, keep us holy within; Lead to Thy home in the life everlasting, Open its portals and welcome us in. Refrain

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• [Mzm 57:5] Be Thou, O God, Exalted High

  Be thou, O God exalted high; And as Thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth displayed, Till Thou art here, as there, obeyed. O God, my heart is fixed; ’tis bent Its thankful tribute to present; And, with my heart, my voice I’ll raise To Thee, my God, in songs of praise. Thy praises, Lord, I will resound To all the listening nations round; Thy mercy highest heav’n transcends; Thy truth beyond the clouds extends.

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Mazmur 66:16

• [Mzm 66:16] Come, Ye That Fear The Lord

  Come, ye that fear the Lord, and hear What He has done for me; My cry for help is turned to praise, For He has set me free. Through pain and trouble Thou hast led, And humbled all our pride, But, in the end, to liberty And wealth Thy hand did guide. If in my heart I sin regard, My prayer He will not hear; But truly God has heard my voice, My prayer has reached His ear. O let the Lord, our gracious God, Forever blessèd be, Who has not turned my prayer from Him, Nor yet His grace from me. Here in Thy house I give to Thee The life that Thou dost bless, And pay the solemn vows I made When I was in distress. O all ye peoples, bless our God, Aloud proclaim His praise, Who safely holds our soul in life, And steadfast makes our ways.

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• [Mzm 66:16] I Love To Tell The Story

  I love to tell the story of unseen things above, Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love. I love to tell the story, because I know ’tis true; It satisfies my longings as nothing else can do. Refrain I love to tell the story, ’twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love. I love to tell the story; more wonderful it seems Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams. I love to tell the story, it did so much for me; And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee. Refrain I love to tell the story; ’tis pleasant to repeat What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet. I love to tell the story, for some have never heard The message of salvation from God’s own holy Word. Refrain I love to tell the story, for those who know it best Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest. And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song, ’Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long. Refrain

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• [Mzm 66:16] Tell The Sweet Story Of Love

  If you would rescue a soul from its sin, Tell the sweet story of Jesus; If for God’s kingdom a soul you would win, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain Tell the sweet story of love, Jesus will smile from above; Tell the sweet story, the beautiful story, The wonderful story of love. If you would comfort a sorrowing heart, Tell the sweet story of Jesus; Joy overflowing His peace will impart, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain If you would kindle love’s beautiful flame, Tell the sweet story of Jesus; In darkened hearts that have ne’er heard His Name, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain Would you make earth like a heaven below? Tell the sweet story of Jesus; Lovingly, gently, wherever you go, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 68:17

• [Mzm 68:17] Swing Low, Sweet Chariot

  Refrain Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home, Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan, and what did I see? Coming for to carry me home, A band of angels coming after me, Coming for to carry me home. Refrain If you get there before I do, Coming for to carry me home, Tell all my friends I’m coming, too. Coming for to carry me home. Refrain I’m sometimes up and sometimes down, Coming for to carry me home, But still my soul feels heavenly bound, Coming for to carry me home. Refrain The brightest day that I can say, Coming for to carry me home, When Jesus washed my sins away, Coming for to carry me home. Refrain

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Mazmur 74:1

• [Mzm 74:1] O Wherefore Hast Thou Cast Us Off

  O wherefore hast Thou cast us off, O God, our God of old? Why art Thou angry with Thy sheep, The sheep of Thine own fold, The sheep of Thine own fold? Remember Thine inheritance, Thy Church, redeemed by grace; Remember Zion’s mount profaned, Thine ancient dwelling place, Thine ancient dwelling place. In ruin long Thy temple lies; Arise, O God of grace, And see the ruin foes have wrought Within Thy holy place, Within Thy holy place. Amid Thy courts are lifted high The standards of the foe, And impious hands with axe and fire Have laid Thy temple low, Have laid Thy temple low. They have profaned the holy place Where Thou hast set Thy Name, The sanctuaries of our God Are given to the flame, Are given to the flame. We see no signs of power divine, No prophet speaks for Thee, And none can tell, and none can know, How long these woes shall be, How long these woes shall be. How long, O God, shall blasphemy And shame reproach our land? Why dost Thou not destroy Thy foes With Thine almighty hand, With Thine almighty hand?

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Mazmur 145:1

• [Mzm 145:1] Before The Lord We Bow

  Before the Lord we bow, the God Who reigns above, And rules the world below, boundless in power and love. Our thanks we bring in joy and praise, our hearts we raise To Heaven’s high King. The nation Thou hast blest may well Thy love declare, From foes and fears at rest, protected by Thy care. For this fair land, for this bright day, our thanks we pay, Gifts of Thy hand. May every mountain height, each vale and forest green, Shine in Thy Word’s pure light, and its rich fruits be seen! May every tongue be tuned to praise, and join to raise A grateful song. Earth, hear thy Maker’s voice, thy great Redeemer own; Believe, obey, rejoice, and worship Him alone. Cast down thy pride, thy sin deplore and bow before The Crucified. And when in power He comes, O may our native land, From all its rending tombs, send forth a glorious band. A countless throng, ever to sing to Heaven’s high King Salvation’s song.

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• [Mzm 145:1] God, My King, Thy Might Confessing

  God, my King, Thy might confessing, Ever will I bless Thy Name; Day by day Thy throne addressing, Still will I Thy praise proclaim. Honor great our God befitteth; Who His majesty can reach? Age to age His works transmitteth, Age to age His power shall teach. They shall talk of all Thy glory, On Thy might and greatness dwell, Speak of Thy dread acts the story, And Thy deeds of wonder tell. Nor shall fail from memory’s treasure Works by love and mercy wrought; Works of love surpassing measure, Works of mercy passing thought. Full of kindness and compassion, Slow to anger, vast in love, God is good to all creation; All His works His goodness prove. All Thy works, O Lord, shall bless Thee; Thee shall all Thy saints adore: King supreme shall they confess Thee, And proclaim Thy sovereign power.

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• [Mzm 145:1] I Will Extol Thee, O My God

  I will extol Thee, O my God, and praise Thee, O my King; Yea, every day and evermore Thy praises will I sing. Great is the Lord, our mighty God, and greatly to be praised; His greatness is unsearchable, above all glory raised. Each generation to the next shall testimony bear, And to Thy praise, from age to age, Thy wondrous acts declare; Upon Thy glorious majesty and honor I will dwell, And all Thy grand and glorious works and all Thy greatness tell. Thy mighty acts and terrible shall men with awe confess; Of Thy great goodness they shall sing, and perfect righteousness. Most gracious and compassionate is God Who reigns above; His wrath is ever slow to rise, unbounded is His love.

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• [Mzm 145:1] My God, My King, Thy Various Praise

  My God, my King, Thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue Till death and glory raise the song. The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to Thine ear; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for Thee. Thy truth and justice I’ll proclaim; Thy bounty flows an endless stream; Thy mercy swift, Thine anger slow, But dreadful to the stubborn foe. Thy works with sovereign glory shine, And speak Thy majesty divine; Let us upon all shores proclaim [originally, Let Britain round her shores proclaim] The sound and honor of Thy Name. Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of Thy praise, And unborn ages make my song The joy and labor of their tongue. But who can speak Thy wondrous deeds? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds? Vast and unsearchable Thy ways, Vast and immortal be Thy praise!

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• [Mzm 145:1] O Lord, Thou Art My God And King (1)

  O Lord, Thou art my God and King, And I will ever bless Thy Name. I will extol Thee every day, And evermore Thy praise proclaim. The Lord is greatly to be praised. His greatness is beyond our thoughts. From age to age the sons of men Shall tell the wonders God has wrought. Upon Thy glorious majesty And wondrous works my mind shall dwell. Thy deeds fill all the world with awe, And of Thy greatness I will tell. Thy matchless goodness and Thy grace Thy people shall commemorate, And all Thy truth and righteousness My joyful song shall celebrate. The Lord our God is rich in grace, Most tender and compassionate; His anger is most slow to rise, His lovingkindness is most great. The Lord is good in all His ways, His creatures know His constant care; To all His works His love extends, All men His tender mercies share. Thy works shall give Thee thanks, O Lord, Thy saints Thy mighty acts shall show, Till o’er the earth the sons of men Thy kingdom, power and glory know. Eternal is Thy kingdom, Lord, Forever strong and ever sure; While generations rise and die, Shall Thy dominion still endure.

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• [Mzm 145:1] O Lord, Thou Art My God And King (2)

  O Lord, Thou art my God and King; Thee will I magnify and praise: I will Thee bless, and gladly sing Unto Thy holy Name always. Each day I rise I will Thee bless, And praise Thy Name time without end. Much to be praised, and great God is; His greatness none can comprehend. Race shall Thy works praise unto race, The mighty acts show done by Thee. I will speak of the glorious grace, And honor of Thy majesty; Thy wondrous works I will record. By men the might shall be extolled Of all Thy dreadful acts, O Lord: And I Thy greatness will unfold. They utter shall abundantly The memory of Thy goodness great; And shall sing praises cheerfully, Whilst they Thy righteousness relate. The Lord our God is gracious, Compassionate is He also; In mercy He is plenteous, But unto wrath and anger slow. Good unto all men is the Lord: O’er all His works His mercy is. Thy works all praise to Thee afford: Thy saints, O Lord, Thy Name shall bless. The glory of Thy kingdom show Shall they, and of Thy power tell: That so men’s sons His deeds may know, His kingdom’s grace that doth excel. Thy kingdom hath none end at all, It doth through ages all remain. The Lord upholdeth all that fall, The cast-down raiseth up again. The eyes of all things, Lord, attend, And on Thee wait that here do live, And Thou, in season due, dost send Sufficient food them to relieve. Yea, Thou Thine hand dost open wide, And every thing dost satisfy That lives, and doth on earth abide, Of Thy great liberality. The Lord is just in His ways all, And holy in His works each one. He’s near to all that on Him call, Who call in truth on Him alone. God will the just desire fulfill Of such as do Him fear and dread: Their cry regard, and hear He will, And save them in the time of need. The Lord preserves all, more and less, That bear to Him a loving heart: But workers all of wickedness Destroy will He, and clean subvert. Therefore my mouth and lips I’ll frame To speak the praises of the Lord: To magnify His holy Name For ever let all flesh accord.

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• [Mzm 145:1] Our Helper God, We Bless Thy Name

  Our Helper, God, we bless Thy Name, Whose love forever is the same; The tokens of Whose gracious care Begin and crown and close the year. Amid ten thousand snares we stand, Supported by Thy guardian hand; And see, when we review our ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise. Thus far Thine arm has led us on; Thus far we make Thy mercy known; And while we tread this desert land, New mercies shall new songs demand. Our grateful souls on Jordan’s shore Shall raise one sacred pillar more, Then bear, in Thy bright courts above, Inscriptions of immortal love.

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• [Mzm 145:1] Savior, Again To Thy Dear Name

  Savior, again to Thy dear Name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise; We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease; Then, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of peace. Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way; With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day. Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon Thy Name. Grant us Thy peace, through this approaching night; Turn Thou for us its darkness into light; From harm and danger keep Thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to Thee. Grant us Thy peace—the peace Thou didst bestow On Thine Apostles in Thine hour of woe; The peace Thou broughtest, when at eventide They saw Thy piercèd hands, Thy wounded side. Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life; Peace to Thy church from error and from strife; Peace to our land, the fruit of truth and love; Peace in each heart, Thy Spirit from above. Thy peace in life, the balm of every pain; Thy peace in death, the hope to rise again; Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. Father, once more before we part, we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise: Once more we bless Thee, ere our songs shall cease, Then, lowly kneeling, pray Thee for Thy peace. Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night, Turn Thou for us its darkness into light. From harm and danger, fear and shame kept free, For dark and light are both alike to Thee.

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• [Mzm 145:1] We Will Exalt You, Our God The King

  We will exalt you, our God the King; For ever we will bless your name. Your praises we will forever sing, Each day we will extol your fame. The Lord is great and most worthy of praise; His greatness no one can fully know. Each age will tell of His wondrous ways And to their children His glories show. The saints will speak of your majesty, And I will ponder your awesome works. They will rejoice in your charity, And joyfully sing of your righteousness. The Lord is gracious and slow to wrath, So full of mercy and rich in grace. The Lord is good to all He has made, And shows compassion in every place. All your creation will praise you, Lord; Your saints will sing and declare your worth; From joyful lips will your might be heard, And kingdom glories throughout the earth. All your creation depends on you, You feed them at their appointed time, You, Lord, are righteous in all you do, Let every creature exalt your Name.

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  source: Cyberhymnal