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Mazmur 9:9

• [Mzm 9:9] God Our Refuge

  Come now with joy and singing, Loud hallelujahs ringing, Our grateful tribute bringing To our almighty Friend; Offering with purest pleasure, To Him the heart’s full treasure, Whose love no thought can measure, Whose praise shall never end. Refrain We sing with exultation, Lord God of our salvation; Thou art our sure Foundation, Our Refuge evermore. When to this Refuge flying, Turn sinners, helpless, dying, On Christ alone relying, No harm can reach them there; When floods of grief are dashing, And waves of sorrow splashing, Light to the soul comes flashing— God’s smile through dark despair. Refrain In waking or in sleeping, Bright days, or nights of weeping, Our souls are in Thy keeping While here we wait below; In Thee alone abiding, And in Thy love confiding, Safe when Thy hand is guiding, We’ll ever gladly go. Refrain

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Mazmur 25:2

• [Mzm 25:2] Trusting Jesus (2)

  Dear Lord, take up our tangled strands, Where we have wrought in vain, That by the skill of Thy dear hands Some beauty may remain. Refrain Transformed by grace divine, The glory shall be Thine; To Thy most holy will, O Lord, We now our all resign. Touch Thou the sad, discordant keys Of every troubled breast, And change to peaceful harmonies The sighings of unrest. Refrain Where broken vows in fragments lie— The toil of wasted years— Do Thou make whole again, we cry, And give a song for tears. Refrain Take all the failures, each mistake Of our poor human ways, Then, Savior, for Thine own dear sake, Make them show forth Thy praise. Refrain

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Mazmur 30:3

• [Mzm 30:3] I Will Extol Thee, Lord On High

  I will extol Thee, Lord on high, At Thy command diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save, From the dark borders of the grave? Sing to the Lord, ye saints of His, And tell how large His goodness is; Let all your powers rejoice and bless While you record His holiness. His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days; Though grief and tears the night employ, The morning star restores the joy.

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• [Mzm 30:3] Lift Your Glad Voices In Triumph On High

  Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man cannot die; Vain were the terrors that gathered around Him, And short the dominion of death and the grave; He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound Him, Resplendent in glory to live and to save! Loud was the chorus of angels on high, The Savior hath risen, and man shall not die. Glory to God, in full anthems of joy; The being He gave us death cannot destroy: Sad were the life we must part with tomorrow, If tears were our birthright, and death were our end; But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow, And bade us, immortal, to Heaven ascend: Lift then your voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die.

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Mazmur 35:3

• [Mzm 35:3] My Soul Before Thee Prostrate Lies

  My soul before Thee prostrate lies; To Thee, her Source, my spirit flies; My wants I mourn, my chains I see; O let Thy presence set me free. Jesus, vouchsafe my heart and will With Thy meek lowliness to fill; No more her power let nature boast, But in Thy will may mine be lost. Already springing hope I feel, God will destroy the power of hell, And, from a land of wars and pain, Lead me where peace and safety reign. One only care my soul shall know, Father, all Thy commands to do; And feel, what endless years shall prove, That Thou, my Lord, my God, art love.

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Mazmur 41:1

• [Mzm 41:1] How Blest The Man Who Thoughtfully

  How blest the man who thoughtfully The poor and weak befriends; Deliverance in the evil day To him Jehovah sends. The Lord will keep him, guard his life, On earth he shall be blest; The Lord will not surrender him By foes to be distressed. Upon the bed of suffering Jehovah will sustain, And in his sickness God will soothe The weariness and pain. O Lord, to Thee my cry ascends, Let me Thy mercy see; Heal Thou my soul, for I have sinned, I have offended Thee. My enemies against me speak, And they my life have scorned; They wish my name to pass away, Unhonored and unmourned. My foe, deceitful, visits me, By seeming kindness led, His heart intent on gathering Some hurtful news to spread. My foes, together whispering, Their evil plans devise; Disease, they say, cleaves fast to him, Laid low, he shall not rise. Yea, he who was my chosen friend, In whom I put my trust, Who ate my bread, now turns in wrath To crush me in the dust. Do Thou, Jehovah, show me grace, And raise me up again, That I with justice may requite These base and wicked men. By this I know assuredly That I am loved by Thee, Because my foe does not exult In triumph over me. And as for me, in uprightness Thou dost uphold me well, And settest me before Thy face Forevermore to dwell. Blest be Jehovah, Israel’s God Forevermore. Amen. Let age to age eternally Repeat His praise. Amen.

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Mazmur 45:8-9

• [Mzm 45:8] Ivory Palaces

  My Lord has garments so wondrous fine, And myrrh their texture fills; Its fragrance reached to this heart of mine With joy my being thrills. Refrain Out of the ivory palaces, Into a world of woe, Only His great eternal love Made my Savior go. His life had also its sorrows sore, For aloes had a part; And when I think of the cross He bore, My eyes with teardrops start. Refrain His garments too were in cassia dipped, With healing in a touch; Each time my feet in some sin have slipped, He took me from its clutch. Refrain In garments glorious He will come, To open wide the door; And I shall enter my heav’nly home, To dwell forevermore. Refrain

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Mazmur 68:24

• [Mzm 68:24] My God, My King, Thy Praise I Sing

  My God, my King, Thy praise I sing, My heart is all Thine own; My highest powers, my choicest hours, I yield to Thee alone. My voice awake, thy part to take; My soul, the concert join; Till all around shall catch the sound, And mix their hymns with mine. But man is weak Thy praise to speak; Your God, ye angels, sing; ’Tis yours to see, more near than we, The glories of our King. His truth and grace fill time and space; As large His honors be Till all that live their homage give And praise my God with me.

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Mazmur 86:8-9

• [Mzm 86:8] Among The Princes, Earthly Gods

  Among the princes, earthly gods, There’s none hath power divine; Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, Nor are their works, like Thine. The nations Thou hast made shall bring Their offerings round Thy throne; For Thou alone dost wondrous things, For Thou art God alone. Lord, I would walk with holy feet; Teach me Thine heav’nly ways, And my poor scattered thoughts unite In God my Father’s praise. Great is Thy mercy, and my tongue Shall those sweet wonders tell, How by Thy grace my sinking soul Rose from the deeps of hell.

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• [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 88:10-11

• [Mzm 88:10] Shall Man, O God Of Light And Life

  Shall man, O God of light and life, Forever molder in the grave? Canst Thou forget Thy glorious work, Thy promise, and Thy power to save? But in those silent realms of night, Shall peace and hope no more arise? No future morning light the tomb, Nor daystar gild the darksome skies? Cease, cease, ye vain, desponding fears: When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led, And Heaven with praise and wonder rang. Faith sees the bright, eternal doors Unfold, to make His children way; They shall be clothed with endless life, And shine in everlasting day.

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Mazmur 105:43

• [Mzm 105:43] O Thou Whose Hand Hath Brought Us

  O Thou Whose hand hath brought us Unto this joyful day, Accept our glad thanksgiving, And listen as we pray; And may our preparation For this day’s service be With one accord to offer Ourselves, O Lord, to Thee. For this Thy house we praise Thee, Reared at Thine own command, For every generous spirit, And every willing hand; And now within Thy temple Thy glory let us see, For all its strength and beauty Are nothing without Thee. And oft as here we gather, And hearts in worship blend, May truth reveal its power, And fervent prayers ascend; Here may the busy toiler Rise to the things above; The young, the old, be strengthened, And all men learn Thy love. And as the years roll onward, And strong affections twine, And tender mem’ries gather About this sacred shrine, May this its chief distinction, Its glory, ever be, That multitudes within it Have found their way to Thee. Lord God, our fathers’ helper, Our joy, and hope and stay: Grant now a gracious earnest Of many a coming day. Our yearning hearts Thou knowest; We wait before Thy throne: O come, and by Thy presence Make this new house Thine own.

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Mazmur 110:1

• [Mzm 110:1] Lord Unto His Christ Has Said, The

  The Lord unto His Christ has said, “Sit Thou at My right hand, Until I make Thine enemies Submit to Thy command. A scepter prospered by the Lord Thy mighty hand shall wield; From Zion Thou shalt rule the world, And all Thy foes shall yield. “Thy people will be gladly Thine When Thou shalt come in might, Like dawning day, like hopeful youth, With holy beauty bright. A priesthood that shall never end The Lord has given Thee; This He has sworn, and evermore Fulfilled His Word shall be. “Thou shalt subdue the kings of earth With God at Thy right hand; The nations Thou shalt rule in might And judge in every land.” The Christ, refreshed by living streams, Shall neither faint nor fall, And He shall be the glorious Head, Exalted over all.

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• [Mzm 110:1] Unto My Lord Jehovah Said

  Unto my Lord Jehovah said, “At My right hand I throne Thee, Till at Thy feet, in triumph laid, Thy foes their Ruler crown Thee.” From Zion shall Jehovah send Thy scepter, till before Thee bend The knees of proud rebellion. Thy saints, to greet Thy day of might, In holy raiment muster; As dewdrops in the morning light Thy youths around Thee cluster. Jehovah sware and made decree, “Thou, King of Righteousness, shalt be A royal Priest forever.” The Lord at Thy right hand shall bring On rulers desolation; The Lord shall smite each heathen king, And judge each rebel nation. He, swiftly marching in His wrath, Shall quaff the brook upon His path, And lift His head in glory.

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Mazmur 134:1

• [Mzm 134:1] Night’s Shadows Falling

  Night’s shadows falling men to rest are calling; Rest we, possessing heav’nly peace and blessing: This we implore Thee, falling down before Thee, Great King of Glory! O Savior, hear us! Son of God, be near us! Thine angels send us; let Thy love attend us: He nothing feareth, whom Thy presence cheereth, Light his path cleareth. Be near, relieving all who now are grieving; Thy visitation be our consolation: O hear the sighing of the faint and dying; Lord, hear our crying! Thou ever livest; endless life Thou givest; Thou watch art keeping o’er Thy faithful sleeping; In Thy clear shining they are now reclining, All care resigning. O Lord of Glory, praise we and adore Thee— Thee for us given, our true Rest from Heaven! Rest, peace, and blessing, we are now possessing, Thy Name confessing.

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• [Mzm 134:1] Ye That Obey Th’immortal King

  Ye that obey th’immortal King, Attend His holy place; Bow to the glories of His power, And bless His wondrous grace. Lift up your hands by morning light, And send your souls on high; Raise your admiring thoughts by night Above the starry sky. The God of Zion cheers our hearts With rays of quick’ning grace; The God that spread the heav’ns abroad, And rules the swelling seas.
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Mazmur 145:12

• [Mzm 145:12] Ye Sons Of Men, With Joy Record

  Ye sons of men, with joy record The various wonders of the Lord; And let His power and goodness sound Through all your tribes the earth around. Let the high heavens your songs invite; Those spacious fields of brilliant light, Where sun and moon and planets roll, And stars that glow from pole to pole. See earth in verdant robes arrayed, Its herbs and flowers, its fruit and shade; View the broad sea’s majestic plains, And think how wide its Maker reigns. But O that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns Incarnate Love! God’s only Son in flesh arrayed, For man a bleeding Victim made. Thither, my soul, with rapture soar: There in the land of praise adore: This theme demands an angel’s lay, Demands an undeclining day.

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