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Mazmur 31:5

• [Mzm 31:5] Into Thine Hand, O God Of Truth

  Into Thine hand, O God of truth, My spirit I commit; Thou hast redeemed my soul from death, And saved me from the pit. The passions of my hope and fear Maintained a doubtful strife, While sorrow, pain, and sin conspired To take away my life. “My times are in Thine hand,” I cried, “Though I draw near the dust”; Thou art the Refuge where I hide, The God in Whom I trust. O make Thy reconcilèd face Upon Thy servant shine, And save me for Thy mercy’s sake, For I’m entirely Thine. ’Twas in my haste my spirit said, “I must despair and die, I am cut off before Thine eyes”; But Thou hast heard my cry. Thy goodness how divinely free! How wondrous is Thy grace To those that fear Thy majesty, And trust Thy promises! O love the Lord, all ye His saints, And sing His praises loud; He’ll bend His ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud.

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• [Mzm 31:5] My Spirit On Thy Care

  My spirit on Thy care, Blest Savior, I recline; Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For Thou art Love divine. In Thee I place my trust, On Thee I calmly rest; I know Thee good, I know Thee just, And count Thy choice the best. Whate’er events betide, Thy will they all perform; Safe in Thy breast my head I hide, Nor fear the coming storm. Let good or ill befall, It must be good for me; Secure of having Thee in all, Of having all in Thee.

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• [Mzm 31:5] O God Of Truth

  O God of truth, whose living Word Upholds whate’er hath breath, Look down on Thy creation, Lord, Enslaved by sin and death. Set up Thy standard, Lord, that we, Who claim a heavenly birth, May march with Thee to smite the lies That vex Thy groaning earth. Ah! would we join that blest array, And follow in the might Of Him, the Faithful and the True, In raiment clean and white! We fight for truth, we fight for God, Poor slaves of lies and sin! He who would fight for Thee on earth Must first be true within. Then, God of truth, for Whom we long, Thou Who wilt hear our prayer, Do Thine own battle in our hearts, And slay the falsehood there. Still smite; still burn; till naught is left But God’s own truth and love; Then, Lord, as morning dew come down, Rest on us from above. Yes, come: then, tried as in the fire, From every lie set free, Thy perfect truth shall dwell in us, And we shall live in Thee.

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• [Mzm 31:5] O God Of Truth, O Lord Of Might

  O God of truth, O Lord of might, Who ord’rest time and change aright, Bright’ning the morn with golden gleams, Kindling the noonday’s fiery beams. Quench Thou in us the flame of strife, From passion’s heat preserve our life, Our bodies keep from perils free, And give our souls true peace in Thee. Almighty Father, hear my cry Through Jesus Christ our Lord most high, Who with the Holy Ghost and Thee Doth live and reign eternally.

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Mazmur 66:7

• [Mzm 66:7] Great God! Beneath Whose Piercing Eye

  Great God! Beneath Whose piercing eye The earth’s extended kingdoms lie; Whose favoring smile upholds them all, Whose anger smites them, and they fall. We bow before Thy heavenly throne; Thy power we see, Thy greatness own; Yet, cherished by Thy milder voice, Our bosoms tremble and rejoice. Thy kindness to our fathers shown Their children’s children long shall own; To Thee, with grateful hearts, shall raise The tribute of exulting praise. Led on by Thine unerring aid, Secure the paths of life we tread; And, freely as the vital air, Thy first and noblest bounties share. Great God, our Guardian, Guide and Friend! O still Thy sheltering arm extend; Preserved by Thee for ages past, For ages let Thy kindness last!

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Mazmur 99:7

• [Mzm 99:7] Now, When The Dusky Shades Of Night

  Now, when the dusky shades of night, retreating Before the sun’s red banner, swiftly flee; Now, when the terrors of the dark are fleeting, O Lord, we lift our thankful hearts to Thee. To Thee, whose Word, the fount of light unsealing, When hill and dale in thickest darkness lay, Awoke bright rays across the dim earth stealing, And bade the even and morn complete the day. Look from the tower of heaven, and send to cheer us, Thy light and truth, to guide us onward still; Still let Thy mercy, as of old, be near us, And lead us safely to Thy holy hill. In vain to labor, unless Thou be with him, Man goeth forth through all the weary day; In vain his strife, in vain his toil unceasing, Unless Thy staff bring comfort on his way. Thou, who hast made the north and south, watch o’er us; Thou, in Whose Name the lonely ones rejoice, Still let Thy cloudy pillar glide before us, Still let us listen for Thy warning voice. So, when the morn of endless light is waking, And shades of evil from its splendors flee, Safe may we rise, the earth’s dark breast forsaking, Through all the long bright day to dwell with Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal