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Mazmur 8:1

• [Mzm 8:1] Almighty Ruler Of The Skies

  Almighty Ruler of the skies, Thro’ the wide earth Thy Name is spread; And Thine eternal glories rise O’er all the heav’ns Thy hands have made. To Thee the voices of the young A monument of honor raise; And babes, with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of Thy praise. Thy power assists their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground, To still the bold blasphemer’s rage, And all their policies confound. Children amidst Thy temple throng To see their great Redeemer’s face; The Son of David is their song, And young hosannas fill the place. The frowning scribes and angry priests In vain their impious cavils bring; Revenge sits silent in their hearts; While Jewish babes proclaim their King.

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• [Mzm 8:1] Lord, Our Lord, Thy Glorious Name

  Lord, our Lord, Thy glorious Name All Thy wondrous works proclaim; In the heav’ns with radiant signs Evermore Thy glory shines. How great Thy Name! Refrain Lord, our Lord, in all the earth, How great Thy Name! Thine the Name of matchless worth, Excellent in all the earth, How great Thy Name! Infant lips Thou dost ordain Wrath and vengeance to restrain; Weakest means fulfill Thy will, Mighty enemies to still. How great Thy Name! Refrain Moon and stars in shining height Nightly tell their Maker’s might; When Thy wondrous heavens I scan, Then I know how weak is man. How great Thy Name! Refrain What is man that he should be Loved and visited by Thee, Raised to an exalted height, Crowned with honor in Thy sight! How great Thy Name! Refrain With dominion crowned he stands O’er the creatures of Thy hands; All to him subjection yield In the sea and air and field, How great Thy Name! Refrain

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• [Mzm 8:1] O Lord, Our Heav’nly King

  O Lord, our heav’nly King, Thy Name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o’er the heav’ns they shine. When to Thy works on high I raise my wond’ring eyes, I see the moon, complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies. When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, Akin to dust and worms? Lord, what is worthless man, That Thou shouldst love him so? Next to Thine angels he is placed, And lord of all below. Thine honors crown his head, While beasts, like slaves, obey; And birds that cut the air with wings, And fish that cleave the sea. How rich Thy bounties are! And wondrous are Thy ways; Of dust and worms Thy power can frame A monument of praise. Out of the mouths of babes And sucklings Thou canst draw Surprising honors to Thy Name And strike the world with awe. O Lord, our heav’nly King, Thy Name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o’er the heav’ns they shine.

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• [Mzm 8:1] O Lord, Our Lord

  O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth, How excellent Thy Name! Thy glory Thou hast spread afar In all the starry frame. From lips of children, Thou, O Lord, Hast mighty strength ordained, That adversaries should be stilled And vengeful foes restrained. When I regard the wondrous heavens, Thy handiwork on high, The moon and stars ordained by Thee, Oh, what is man! I cry. Oh, what is man, in Thy regard To hold so large a place! And what the son of man, that Thou Dost visit him in grace! For Thou hast made him little less Than Thy blest angels be; With honor Thou hast crowned his head And glorious dignity. On man Thy wisdom hath bestowed A pow’r well nigh divine; With honor Thou hast crowned his head With glory like to Thine. Thou hast subjected all to him, And lord of all is he, Of flocks and herds, and beasts and birds, And all within the sea. Thy mighty works and wondrous grace Thy glory, Lord, proclaim. O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth How excellent Thy Name!

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Mazmur 34:1

• [Mzm 34:1] At All Times Praise The Lord

  At all times praise the Lord; His promises are sure; What if thou doubt? His steadfast Word Unchanging shall endure. Praise Him when skies are bright, And gladness fills thy days; Heav’n shames thee with its glorious light, And calls thee to His praise. Praise Him when clouds are dark; True faith waits not to prove; Tho’ hope no bright’ning gleam may mark, His meaning still is love. Praise Him when drear and lone The shadows ’round thee fall, No eye upon Thy sins but One— Fear not, He pardons all. Praise Him when home is sweet, As tho’ we ne’er should part; But pray—while kindred spirits meet— Pray for a thoughtful heart. Praise Him when far away On mountain or on sea; Each place is home to them who pray; The Father guardeth thee. Praise Him when joyful songs The saints on earth unite, In sacred chorus, with the throngs Of angels in the height. At all times praise the Lord; His promises are sure; Fear not, doubt not; His steadfast Word Unchanging shall endure.

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• [Mzm 34:1] I’ll Bless The Lord From Day To Day

  I’ll bless the Lord from day to day; How good are all His ways! Ye humble souls that use to pray, Come, help my lips to praise. Sing to the honor of His Name, How a poor sufferer cried, Nor was his hope exposed to shame, Nor was his suit denied. When threatening sorrows round me stood, And endless fears arose, Like the loud billows of a flood, Redoubling all my woes; I told the Lord my sore distress, With heavy groans and tears; He gave my sharpest torments ease, And silenced all my fears. O sinners, come and taste His love, Come, learn His pleasant ways; And let your own experience prove The sweetness of His grace. He bids His angels pitch their tents Round where His children dwell; What ills their heav’nly care prevents No earthly tongue can tell. O love the Lord, ye saints of His; His eye regards the just: How richly blessed their portion is Who make the Lord their trust! Young lions, pinched with hunger, roar And famish in the wood; But God supplies His holy poor With every needful good.

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• [Mzm 34:1] Lord I Will At All Times Bless, The

  The Lord I will at all times bless, My mouth His praises shall express; In Him shall all my boasting be, While all the meek rejoice with me. O magnify the Lord with me, Let us to praise His Name agree; I sought the Lord, He answered me, And from my fears he set me free. Who look to Him shall walk in light, With joy their faces shall be bright; Distressed, they cried; the Lord arose And saved them out of all their woes. Around His saints as watch and ward Encamps the angel of the Lord; That God is good, O taste and see, Who trusts in Him shall blessèd be.

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• [Mzm 34:1] My Song Shall Be Of Jesus

  My song shall be of Jesus; His mercy crowns my days, He fills my cup with blessings, And tunes my heart to praise; My song shall be of Jesus, The precious Lamb of God; Who gave Himself my ransom, And bought me with His blood. My song shall be of Jesus; When, sitting at His feet, I call to mind His goodness, In meditation sweet; My song shall be of Jesus, Whatever ill betide; I’ll sing the grace that saves me, And keeps me at His side. My song shall be of Jesus, While pressing on my way To reach the blissful region Of pure and perfect day. And when my soul shall enter The gate of Eden fair, A song of praise to Jesus I’ll sing forever there.

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• [Mzm 34:1] My Song Shall Bless The Lord Of All

  My song shall bless the Lord of all, My praise shall climb to His abode; Thee, Savior, by that name I call, The great Supreme, the mighty God. Without beginning, or decline, Object of faith, and not of sense; Eternal ages saw Him shine, He shines eternal ages hence. As much, when in the manger laid, Almighty Ruler of the sky; As when the six days’ works He made, Filled all the morning-stars with joy. Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, Salvation is His dearest claim; That gracious sound well-pleased He hears, And owns Emmanuel for His name. A cheerful confidence I feel, My well-placed hopes with joy I see; My bosom glows with heav’nly zeal To worship Him Who died for me. As man, He pities my complaint, His pow’r and truth are all divine; He will not fail, He cannot faint, Salvation’s sure, and must be mine.

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• [Mzm 34:1] Sing Praise To Jesus

  Wake the joyful, joyful lay, Sing praise to Jesus; With the merry birds today, Sing praise to Jesus. Gather now a grateful throng, Let our school be full of song, Heart and voice the strain prolong, Sing praise to Jesus. Teachers, help us, every one, Sing praise to Jesus; For the work that grace has done, Sing praise to Jesus. For His all protecting care, For the comforts that we share, For a world like ours so fair, Sing praise to Jesus. For the school we love so dear, Sing praise to Jesus; For the friends that meet us here, Sing praise to Jesus; For the blessings He bestows, For His love that freely flows, For this hour of calm repose, Sing praise to Jesus.

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• [Mzm 34:1] We Give Immortal Praise

  We give immortal praise To God the Father’s love, For all our comforts here, And better hopes above; He sent His own eternal Son, To die for sins that man had done. To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too, Who bought us with His blood From everlasting woe: And now He lives, and now He reigns, And sees the fruit of all His pains. To God the Spirit’s Name Immortal worship give, Whose new-creating power Makes the dead sinner live; His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy divine. Almighty God, to Thee Be endless honors done, The undivided Three, And the mysterious One: Where reason fails, with all her powers, There faith prevails, and love adores.

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