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Mazmur 2:1

• [Mzm 2:1] O Wherefore Do The Nations Rage?

  O wherefore do the nations rage, And kings and rulers strive in vain, Against the Lord of earth and Heav’n To overthrow Messiah’s reign? Their strength is weakness in the sight Of Him Who sits enthroned above; He speaks, and judgments fall on them Who tempt His wrath and scorn His love. By God’s decree His Son receives The nations for His heritage; The conqu’ring Christ supreme shall reign As King of kings, from age to age. Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, And serve the Lord with godly fear; With reverent joy confess the Son While yet in mercy He is near. Delay not, lest His anger rise, And ye should perish in your way; Lo, all that put their trust in Him Are blest indeed, and blest for aye.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 2:1] Wherefore Do The Nations Rage

  Wherefore do the nations rage, And the people vainly dream, That in triumph they can wage War against the Lord supreme? His Anointed they deride, And the rulers plotting say: Their dominion be defied, Let us cast their bonds away. But the Lord will scorn them all, Calm He sits enthroned on high; Soon His wrath will on them fall, Angered then He will reply: Yet according to My will I have set My King to reign, And on Zion’s holy hill Mine Anointed I maintain. This the word declared to me, This Jehovah’s firm decree: Thou art my belovèd Son, Yea, I have begotten Thee. Ask and have Thy full demands, Thine shall all the heathen be, Thine the utmost of the lands, They shall be possessed of Thee. Dash them like a potter’s urn, Thou shalt break them with a rod. Therefore, kings and judges, learn Anxiously to serve your God. Kiss the Son and worship Him, Lest ye perish in the way; Blest are all who trust in Him, Yea, supremely blest are they.

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• [Mzm 2:1] Why Did The Gentiles Tumults Raise?

  Why did the Gentiles tumults raise? What rage was in their brain? Why do the people still contrive A thing that is but vain? The kings and rulers of the earth Conspire and are all bent Against the Lord, and Christ His Son, Whom He among us sent. Shall we be bound to them? Say they, Let all Their bonds be broke; And of Their doctrine and Their law Let us reject the yoke. But He that in the Heav’n doth dwell, Their doings will deride; And make them all as mocking-stocks Throughout the world so wide. For in His wrath He shall reprove Their pride and scornful way, And in His fury trouble them, And unto them shall say, I have anointed Him My King Upon My holy hill; I will therefore, Lord, preach Thy law According to Thy will: The law whereof the Lord Himself Hath thus said unto Me, Thou art My only Son, this day Have I begotten Thee. The people I will give to Thee, As heirs at Thy request The ends and coasts of all the earth By Thee shall be possessed. Thou shalt them bruise e’en like to those That under foot are trod, And as a potter’s vessel break Them with an iron rod. Now ye, O kings and rulers all, Be wise therefore and learned, By who the matters of the world Are judged and discerned. See that ye serve the Lord above In trembling and in fear; See that with reverence ye rejoice When ye to Him draw near: See that ye do embrace and kiss His Son without delay; Lest in His wrath ye suddenly Perish from the right way. If once His wrath (but little) shall Be kindled in His breast, Then only they that trust in Him Shall happy be and blest.

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• [Mzm 2:1] Why Did The Jews Proclaim Their Rage?

  Why did the Jews proclaim their rage? The Romans, why their swords employ? Against the Lord their powers engage, His dear Anointed to destroy? “Come, let us break His bands,” they say; “This Man shall never give us laws”: And thus they cast His yoke away, And nail’d the Monarch to the cross. But God, who high in glory reigns, Laughs at their pride, their rage controls; He’ll vex their hearts with inward pains, And speak in thunder to their souls. “I will maintain the King I made On Zion’s everlasting hill; My hand shall bring Him from the dead, And He shall stand your Sov’reign still.” His wondrous rising from the earth Makes His eternal Godhead known; The Lord declares His heav’nly birth— “This day I have begot My Son. “Ascend, My Son, to My right hand, There Thou shalt ask, and I bestow, The utmost bounds of heathen lands; To Thee the northern isles shall bow.” But nations that resist His grace Shall fall beneath His iron stroke; His rod shall crush His foes with ease, As potters’ earthen work is broke. Now, ye that sit on earthly thrones, Be wise, and serve the Lord, the Lamb; Now at His feet submit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at His Name. With humble love address the Son, Lest He grow angry, and ye die; His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, If ye provoke His jealousy. His storms shall drive you quick to hell; He is a God, and ye but dust; Happy the souls that know Him well, And make His grace their only trust.

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• [Mzm 2:1] With Restless And Ungoverned Rage

  With restless and ungoverned rage Why do the heathen storm? Why in such rash attempts engage, As they can ne’er perform? The great in counsel and in might Their various forces bring; Against the Lord they all unite, And His anointed King. “Must we submit to their commands?” Presumptuously they say; “No, let us break Their slavish bands, And cast Their chains away.” But God, who sits enthroned on high, And sees how they combine, Does their conspiring strength defy, And mocks their vain design. Thick clouds of wrath divine shall break On His rebellious foes; And thus will He in thunder speak To all that dare oppose: “Though madly you dispute My will, The King that I ordain, Whose throne is fixed on Zion’s hill, Shall there securely reign.” Attend, O earth, whilst I declare God’s uncontrolled decree; “Thou art my Son, this day My Heir Have I begotten Thee. “Ask and receive Thy full demands; Thine shall the heathen be; The utmost limits of the lands Shall be possessed by Thee. Thy threat’ning scepter Thou shalt shake, And crush them every where; As massy bars of iron break The potter’s brittle ware.” Learn then, ye princes, and give ear, Ye judges of the earth; Worship the Lord with holy fear; Rejoice with awful mirth. Appease the Son with due respect, Your timely homage pay; Lest He revenge the bold neglect, Incensed by your delay. If but in part His anger rise, Who can endure the flame? Then blest are they whose hope relies On His most holy Name.

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Mazmur 116:5

• [Mzm 116:5] O Gracious God, Whose Constant Care

  O gracious God, whose constant care Supplies our golden days, Whose joyous fellowship we share At work, at rest, in play and prayer— Accept our heartfelt praise. We thank Thee, Father, for each word, Each thought-revealing truth, For prophet voices gladly heard, For darling dreams, for friends who stirred The fragile wills of youth. Companion of this sacred hour, Renew in us each day Our lofty purpose; grant us power That worthy thoughts in deeds may flower, In Christlike lives, we pray.

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Mazmur 118:13

• [Mzm 118:13] He Will Not Let Me Fall

  My faith temptation shall not move, For Jesus knows it all, And holds me with His arm of love— He will not let me fall. Refrain He will not let me fall, He will not let me fall, He is my Strength, my Hope, my All, He will not let me fall. When grief is more than I can bear— To weak am I to call— If I but lift my heart in prayer, He will not let me fall. Refrain Sometimes I falter, filled with fear, I cannot see at all, His voice I never fail to hear— “I will not let thee fall.” Refrain

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Mazmur 119:1

• [Mzm 119:1] Blest Are The Undefiled In Heart

  Blest are the undefiled in heart, Whose ways are right and clean; Who never from Thy law depart, But fly from every sin. Blest are the men that keep Thy Word, And practice Thy commands; With their whole heart they seek the Lord, And serve thee with their hands. Great is their peace who love Thy law; How firm their souls abide! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. Then shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame, When all Thy statutes I obey, And honor all Thy Name. But haughty sinners God will hate, The proud shall die accursed; The sons of falsehood and deceit Are trodden to the dust. Vile as the dross the wicked are; And those that leave Thy ways Shall see salvation from afar, But never taste Thy grace.

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Mazmur 119:129

• [Mzm 119:129] Thy Wondrous Testimonies, Lord

  Thy wondrous testimonies, Lord, My soul will keep and greatly praise; Thy Word, by faithful lips proclaimed, To simplest minds the truth conveys. I thirst for Thy commandments, Lord, And for Thy mercy press my claim; O look on me, and show the grace Displayed to all who love Thy Name. Direct my footsteps in Thy Word, From sin’s dominion save my soul, From man’s oppression set me free, That I may yield to Thy control. O make Thy face to shine on me, And teach me all Thy laws to keep; Because Thy statutes are despised, With overwhelming grief I weep.

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  source: Cyberhymnal