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Mazmur 27:9

Mazmur 28:1

Mazmur 66:15

Mazmur 97:10

Mazmur 141:5

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Mazmur 17:15

• [Mzm 17:15] My Savior First Of All

  When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide, When the bright and glorious morning I shall see; I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side, And His smile will be the first to welcome me. Refrain I shall know Him, I shall know Him, And redeemed by His side I shall stand, I shall know Him, I shall know Him, By the print of the nails in His hand. Oh, the soul thrilling rapture when I view His blessèd face, And the luster of His kindly beaming eye; How my full heart will praise Him for the mercy, love and grace, That prepare for me a mansion in the sky. Refrain Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come, And our parting at the river I recall; To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home; But I long to meet my Savior first of all. Refrain Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white, He will lead me where no tears will ever fall; In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight; But I long to meet my Savior first of all. Refrain

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• [Mzm 17:15] Some Sweet Morn

  Some sweet morn the day will break, Nevermore to sink in night. Some sweet morn we shall awake, Mid the everlasting light. Refrain We are waiting for “the turning of the morning,” We are watching for the breaking of the dawn; Morn of morns, oh, haste thy glad appearing! Day of days, speed on, speed on, speed on! Some sweet day the end shall come To our parting and our pain, Some sweet day we’ll all go home, Nevermore to part again. Refrain Some sweet hour our mortal frame Shall His glorious image wear. Some sweet hour our worthless name All His majesty shall share. Refrain Some sweet day our tongue shall tell All the story of His love. Some sweet day our song shall swell Loud and sweet as songs above. Refrain Some sweet morn we’ll see His face, And we shall be satisfied. Some sweet day in His embrace We shall evermore abide. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 28:1

• [Mzm 28:1] O Lord, To Thee I Cry

  O Lord, to Thee I cry; Thou art my Rock and Trust; O be not silent, lest I die And slumber in the dust. O hear me when in prayer Thy favor I entreat; Hear, while I lift imploring hands Before Thy mercy seat. O draw me not away With those of evil will; With them who speak of peace indeed, But still are plotting ill. Requite them for their wrong, Their evil deeds, O Lord; O give them then their just desert, And to their deeds reward. Thy deeds they disregard, Thy handiwork despise; And therefore Thou wilt cast them down And never let them rise. But blessèd be the Lord Who hearkens when I cry; The Lord, my Strength, my Help, my Shield, On Him will I rely. His help makes glad my heart, And songs of praise I sing; Jehovah is His people’s Strength, The Stronghold of their king. Bless Thine inheritance, Our Savior be, I pray; Supply Thou all Thy people’s need, And be their constant Stay.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 127:2

• [Mzm 127:2] He Giveth His Beloved Sleep

  Sorrow and care may meet, The tempest cloud may low’r, The surge of sin may beat Upon earth’s troubled shore; God doth His own in safety keep, He giveth His belovèd sleep, He giveth His belovèd sleep. The din of war may roll, With all her raging flight, Grief may oppress the soul, Throughout the weary nigh; God doth His own in safety keep, He giveth His belovèd sleep, He giveth His belovèd sleep. In childhood’s winsome page, In manhood’s joyous bloom, In feebleness and age, In death’s dark gathering gloom, God will His own in safety keep, He giveth His belovèd sleep, He giveth His belovèd sleep.

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• [Mzm 127:2] Joy And Light

  Joy and light, joy and light, Over the crystal sea; Come, come, soft and bright, Over the crystal sea. Come on your snowy pinions white, Come in the silent calm of night, Watch when the pale stars keep, Bring the troubled one, Bring the weary one sleep. Love and rest, love and rest, Carol in silver tone; Glad songs, pure and blest, Carol in silver tone. Come from the fadeless flowers that grow, Come from the sparkling streams that flow, Come in the midnight deep, Bring the troubled one, Bring the weary one sleep. Voice divine, voice divine, Speak, and our souls shall hear; Sweet, sweet words are Thine, Speak, and our souls shall hear. Tell of a cloudless region fair, Tell of the many mansions there, Speak to the hearts that weep, Bring the troubled one, Bring the weary one sleep.

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• [Mzm 127:2] Of All The Thoughts Of God

  Of all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward into souls afar, Along the psalmist’s music deep, Now tell me if there any is, For gift or grace surpassing this: “He giveth His belovèd sleep”? What would we give to our beloved? The hero’s heart to be unmoved, The poet’s star tuned harp, to sweep, The patriot’s voice, to teach and rouse, The monarch’s crown, to light the brows? He giveth His belovèd sleep. “Sleep soft, belovèd!” we sometimes say, Who have no tune to charm away Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep But never doleful dream again Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth His belovèd sleep. His dews drop mutely on the hill, His cloud above it saileth still, Though on its slope men sow and reap; More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud is floated overhead, He giveth His belovèd sleep.

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  source: Cyberhymnal