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Mazmur 8:3

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Mazmur 8:3

• [Mzm 8:3] O Thou, To Whom All Creatures Bow

  O Thou, to Whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Thro’ all the world, how great art Thou! How glorious is Thy Name! When Heav’n, Thy beauteous work on high, Employs my wondering sight; The moon that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light; Lord, what is man, that Thou shouldst deign To bear him in Thy mind! Or what his race, that Thou shouldst prove To them so wondrous kind! O Thou, to Whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Thro’ all the world, how great art Thou! How glorious is Thy Name!

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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 119:49

• [Mzm 119:49] Lord, Thy Word To Me Remember

  Lord, Thy Word to me remember, Thou hast made me hope in Thee; This my comfort in affliction, That Thy Word has quickened me. Mocked by those who are unrighteous, Still to Thy commands I cleave; Thinking on Thy former judgments, Help and comfort I receive. Wicked men, Thy law forsaking, Stirred my indignation strong; For in all my pilgrim journey Thy commandments are my song. Thou hast been my meditation And Thy law has been my guide; I have kept Thy righteous precepts, And have found them true and tried.

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Mazmur 119:25

• [Mzm 119:25] My Grieving Soul Revive, O Lord

  My grieving soul revive, O Lord, According to Thy Word; To Thee my ways I have declared And Thou my prayer hast heard. Teach me to know Thy holy way And think upon Thy deeds; In grief I ask for promised grace According to my need. Keep me from falsehood, let Thy law With me in grace abide; The way of faithfulness I choose, Thy precepts are my guide. I cleave unto Thy truth, O Lord, From shame deliver me; In glad obedience I will live Through strength bestowed by Thee.

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Mazmur 119:103

• [Mzm 119:103] I’ll Not Give Up The Bible

  I’ll not give up the Bible, That precious book divine, For glory gilds its pages, And truth adorns each line. Refrain I’ll never give up that holy book, I’ll never give up the Bible; I’ll never give up that holy book, That precious book divine. Though foes may fight against me, And enemies combine, Its precepts still shall guide me, As light from Heav’n they shine. Refrain When fate’s wild storms o’ercloud me, And loud the billows roar, My chart shall be the Bible, To guide to Heav’n’s bright shore. Refrain

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• [Mzm 119:103] O Word Of God

  O Word of God, how marvelous Thy wisdom and thy power! How manifold thy mightiness To meet our need each hour! Refrain O Word of God, how wondrously Does thy sweet voice resound; What gracious loving kindnesses In every tone abound! With sound of thy sweet promises Our longing hearts beat time; Thy messages waft melody, Like bells at evening chime! Refrain Thy warnings sound, how solemnly, Alarms deep toned and dark; Like fog bells on the rocky coast That guide the storm tossed bark! Refrain Thy piloting how sure, how safe, Until, all breakers passed, We triumph o’er each hurricane, And anchor, home at last! Refrain

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• [Mzm 119:103] Something To Feast The Soul

  Something to feast the soul, O Lord, Something to gather from Thy Word, Give us today; That, wheresoe’er our feet may roam, We may be drawing nearer home, Each night, we pray. Give us today our daily bread, That we, from Thy rich bounty fed, May grow within; That, overcoming every foe, The sweet reward of faith may know, A rest from sin. Give us a patient spirit, Lord, For all the world cannot accord Such blissful rest. As, when we lean upon Thy Word, Thy precious promises afford To souls oppressed.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 119:114

• [Mzm 119:114] Hail, Sovereign Love

  Hail, sovereign love that first began, The scheme to rescue fallen man; Hail matchless free eternal grace, That gave my soul a hiding place. Against the God who rules the sky, I fought with hand uplifted high, Despised the mention of His grace, Too proud to seek a hiding place. Enwrapped in thick Egyptian night, And fond of darkness more than light, Madly I ran the sinful race, Secure without a hiding place. But thus th’ eternal counsel ran, “Almighty Love, arrest that man!” I felt the arrows of distress, And found I had no hiding place. Indignant justice stood in view, To Sinai’s fiery mount I flew, But Justice cried with frowning face, “This mountain is no hiding place!” Ere long a heavenly voice I heard, And Mercy’s angel form appeared. Who led me on with gentle pace, To Jesus Christ, my hiding place. On Him Almighty vengeance fell, That must have sunk a world to hell; He bore it for a chosen race, And thus became their hiding place. Should storms of sevenfold vengeance roll, And shake this earth from pole to pole; No flaming bolt could daunt my face, For Jesus is my hiding place. A few more rolling suns at most, Shall land me safe on Heaven’s coast. There I shall sing the song of grace, To Jesus Christ, my hiding place!

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  source: Cyberhymnal