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Mazmur 27:5

• [Mzm 27:5] Anywhere With Jesus

  Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go, Anywhere He leads me in this world below; Anywhere without Him dearest joys would fade; Anywhere with Jesus I am not afraid. Refrain Anywhere, anywhere! Fear I cannot know; Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go. Anywhere with Jesus I am not alone; Other friends may fail me, He is still my own; Though His hand may lead me over drearest ways, Anywhere with Jesus is a house of praise. Refrain Anywhere with Jesus, over land and sea, Telling souls in darkness of salvation free; Ready as He summons me to go or stay, Anywhere with Jesus when He points the way. Refrain Anywhere with Jesus I can go to sleep, When the darkening shadows round about me creep, Knowing I shall waken nevermore to roam; Anywhere with Jesus will be home, sweet home. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 27:5] Hide Me

  Hide me, O my Savior, hide me In Thy holy place; Resting there beneath Thy glory, O let me see Thy face. Refrain Hide me, hide me, O blessèd Savior, hide me; O Savior, keep me, Safely, O Lord, with Thee. Hide me, when the storm is raging O’er life’s troubled sea; Like a dove on ocean’s billows, O let me fly to Thee. Refrain Hide me, when my heart is breaking With its weight of woe; When in tears I seek the comfort Thou canst alone bestow. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 31:7

• [Mzm 31:7] Sweet Is Thy Mercy, Lord

  Sweet is Thy mercy, Lord; Before Thy mercy seat My soul, adoring, pleads Thy Word, And owns Thy mercy sweet. My need and Thy desires Are all in Christ complete; Thou hast the justice truth requires, And I Thy mercy sweet. Where’er Thy Name is blest, Where’er Thy people meet, There I delight in Thee to rest, And find Thy mercy sweet. Light Thou my weary way, Lead Thou my wandering feet, That while I stay on earth I may Still find Thy mercy sweet. Thus shall the heavenly host Hear all my songs repeat To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, My joy, Thy mercy sweet.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 77:2

• [Mzm 77:2] In Time Of Tribulation

  In time of tribulation, hear, Lord, my feeble cries; With humble supplication to Thee my spirit flies; My heart with grief is breaking, scarce can my voice complain; Mine eyes with tears kept waking, still watch and weep in vain. The days of old, in vision, bring banished bliss to view; The years of lost fruition, their joys in pangs renew; Remembered songs of gladness, through nights lone silence brought, Strike notes of deeper sadness, and stir desponding thought. Hath God cast off forever? Can time His truth impair? His tender mercy never shall I presume to share? Hath He His loving kindness shut up in endless wrath? No; this is mine own blindness, that cannot see His path. I call to recollection the years of His right hand; And, strong in His protection, again through faith I stand; Thy deeds, O Lord, are wondrous; holy are all Thy ways; The secret place of thunder shall utter forth Thy praise. Thee, with the tribes assembled, O God, the billows saw; They saw Thee, and they trembled, turned, and stood still with awe; The clouds shot hail and lightning; the earth reeled to and fro; Thy fiery pillar brightened the gulf of gloom below. Thy way is in great waters, Thy footsteps are not known; Let Adam’s sons and daughters confide in Thee alone: Through the wild sea Thou leadest Thy chosen flock of yore; Still on the waves Thou treadest, and Thy redeemed pass o’er.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 102:2

• [Mzm 102:2] Let Me Lean On Thee

  When my way is hedged about me, hedged with thorns of care; When the cross I loved so dearly, seems too hard to bear; When my heart is bowed with sorrow, and no light I see— Lord, Thy tender mercy pleading, let me lean on Thee. O, for faith to cast behind me every sad complaint— Faith to run and not be weary, walk and never faint; Thou dost know and feel my weakness, Savior look on me; Now Thy tender mercy pleading, let me lean on Thee. Closer let Thine arms enfold me, closer to Thy breast Draw my weary, trembling spirit, calm its doubts to rest; Give me strength for every burden Thou hast borne for me; Lord, Thy tender mercy pleading, let me lean on Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 102:2] Lord, To Our Humble Prayers Attend

  Lord, to our humble prayers attend, Let Thou Thy peace from heaven descend, And to our souls salvation send, Have mercy, Lord upon us. Rule in our hearts, Thou Prince of Peace, The welfare of Thy Church increase, And bid all strife and discord cease; Have mercy, Lord upon us. To all who meet for worship here Do Thou in faithfulness draw near; Inspire with faith and godly fear: Have mercy, Lord upon us. O let Thy priests be clothed with might, To rule within Thy Church aright, That they may serve as in Thy sight: Have mercy, Lord upon us. The sovereign ruler of our land Protect by Thine almighty hand, And all around the throne who stand: Have mercy, Lord upon us. Let clouds and sunshine bless the earth, Give flowers and fruits a timely birth, Our harvests crown with peaceful mirth: Have mercy, Lord upon us. Let voyagers by land and sea In danger’s hour in safety be; The suffering and the captive free: Have mercy, Lord upon us. Around us let Thine arm be cast, Till wrath and danger are o’erpast And tribulation’s bitter blast: Have mercy, Lord upon us.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 102:2] My Father, Hear My Prayer

  My Father, hear my prayer Before I go to rest; It is Thy trustful child That cometh to be blest. Forgive me all my sin, And let me sleep this night In safety and in peace Until the morning light. Lord, help me every day To love Thee more and more, And try to do Thy will Much better than before. Now look upon me, Lord, Ere I lie down to rest; It is Thy trustful child That cometh to be blest.
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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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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [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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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [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

Mazmur 142:1

• [Mzm 142:1] To God My Earnest Voice I Raise

  To God my earnest voice I raise, To God my voice imploring prays; Before His face my grief I show And tell my trouble and my woe. When gloom and sorrow compass me, The path I take is known to Thee, And all the toils that foes do lay To snare Thy servant in his way. All unprotected, lo, I stand, No friendly guardian at my hand, No place of flight or refuge near, And none to whom my soul is dear. O Lord, my Savior, now to Thee, Without a hope besides, I flee, To Thee, my shelter from the strife, My portion in the land of life. Be Thou my help when troubles throng, For I am weak and foes are strong; My captive soul from prison bring, And thankful praises I will sing. The righteous then shall gather round To share the blessing I have found, Their hearts made glad because they see How richly God has dealt with me.

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  source: Cyberhymnal