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Mazmur 19:14

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Mazmur 19:14

• [Mzm 19:14] Christ Is The World’s Redeemer

  Christ is the world’s Redeemer, The lover of the pure, The Fount of heavenly wisdom, Our trust and hope secure; The Armor of His soldiers, The Lord of earth and sky; Our Health while we are living, Our Life when we shall die. Christ hath our host surrounded With clouds of martyrs bright, Who wave their palms in triumph, And fire us for the fight. Christ the red cross ascended, To save a world undone, And, suffering for the sinful, Our full redemption won. All glory to the Father, The unbegotten One; All honor be to Jesus, His sole begotten Son; And to the Holy Spirit— The perfect Trinity. Let all the worlds give answer, “Amen—so let it be.”

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• [Mzm 19:14] Glorious God, Accept A Heart

  Glorious God, accept a heart That pants to sing Thy praise! Thou without beginning art, And without end of days: Thou, a Spirit invisible, Dost to none Thy fullness show; None Thy majesty can tell, Or all Thy Godhead know. All Thine attributes we own, Thy wisdom, power, and might; Happy in Thyself alone, In goodness infinite, Thou Thy goodness hast displayed, On Thine every work impressed; Lov’st whate’er Thy hands have made, But man Thou lov’st the best. Willing Thou that all should know Thy saving truth, and live, Dost to each, or bliss or woe, With strictest justice give: Thou with perfect righteousness Renderest every man his due; Faithful in Thy promises, And in Thy threatenings, too. Thou art merciful to all Who truly turn to Thee; Hear me then for pardon call, And show Thy grace to me; Me, through mercy reconciled, Me, for Jesus’ sake forgiv’n, Me receive, Thy favored child To sing Thy praise in Heav’n.

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• [Mzm 19:14] My Dear Redeemer And My Lord

  My dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in Thy Word; But in Thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal, Such deference to Thy Father’s will, Such love and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer: The desert Thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and Thy victory, too. Be Thou my Pattern; make me bear More of Thy gracious image here; Then God the Judge shall own my name Amongst the followers of the Lamb.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 86:9

• [Mzm 86:9] By All Whom Thou Hast Made

  By all whom Thou hast made Be praise and worship paid Through earth abroad; Thy Name be glorified, There is none great beside, Matchless Thy works abide, For Thou art God. Help me Thy will to do, Thy truth I will pursue, Teach me to fear; Give me the single ye Thy Name to glorify, O Lord, my God most high, With heart sincere. How great Thy love appears That bade death’s gloomy fears No more dismay; O God, to anger slow, Save me from every foe, Thy lovingkindness show, Thy truth display.

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Mazmur 143:2

• [Mzm 143:2] O Lord, Turn Not Thy Face From Me

  O Lord, turn not Thy face from me, Who lie in woeful state, Lamenting all my sinful life Before Thy mercy-gate. A gate which opens wide to those That do lament their sin; Shut not that gate against me, Lord, But let me enter in. And call me not to strict account How I have sojourned here; For then my guilty conscience knows How vile I shall appear. So come I to Thy mercy gate, Where mercy doth abound, Requiring mercy for my sin To heal my deadly wound. Mercy, good Lord, mercy I ask; This is my humble prayer; For mercy, Lord is all my suit, O let Thy mercy spare.

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• [Mzm 143:2] That Fearful Day

  That fearful day, that day of speechless dread, When Thou shalt come to judge the quick and dead— I shudder to foresee, O God! what then shall be! When Thou shalt come, angelic legions round, With thousand thousands, and with trumpet sound, Christ, grant me in the air With saints to meet Thee there! Weep, O my soul, ere that great hour and day, When God shall shine in manifest array, Thy sin, that thou may’st be In that strict judgment free! The terror! Hell-fire fierce and unsufficed: The bitter worm: the gnashing teeth—O Christ, Forgive, remit, protect; And set me with the elect! That I may hear the blessèd voice that calls The righteous to the joy of heavenly halls. And, King of Heaven, may reach The realm that passeth speech! Enter Thou not in judgment with each deed, Nor each intent and thought in strictness read: Forgive, and save me then, O Thou That lovest men! Thee, One in Three blest Persons! Lord o’er all! Essence of essence, Power of power we call: Save us, O Father, Son, And Spirit, ever one!

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  source: Cyberhymnal