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Mazmur 94:8-23

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Mazmur 94:8-23

• [Mzm 94:19] Thou Lovely Source Of True Delight

  Thou lovely Source of true delight, Whom I unseen adore; Unveil Thy beauties to my sight, That I may love Thee more. Thy glory o’er creation shines; But in Thy sacred Word, I read in fairer, brighter lines, My bleeding, dying Lord. ’Tis here, whene’er my comforts droop, And sins and sorrows rise, Thy love with cheerful beams of hope, My fainting heart supplies. Jesus, my Lord, my Life, my Light, O come with blissful ray; Break radiant through the shades of night, And chase my fears away. Then shall my soul with rapture trace The wonders of Thy love; But the full glories of Thy face Are only known above.

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• [Mzm 94:19] Thought Of God, The

  One thought I have, my ample creed, So deep it is and broad, And equal to my every need— It is the thought of God. Each morn unfolds some fresh surprise, I feast at life’s full board; And rising in my inner skies Shines forth the thought of God. At night my gladness is my prayer; I drop my daily load, And every care is pillowed there Upon the thought of God. I ask not far before to see, But take in trust my road; Life, death, and immortality Are in my thought of God. To this their secret strength they owed The martyr’s path who trod; The fountains of their patience flowed From out their thought of God. Be still the light upon my way, My pilgrim staff and rod, My rest by night, my strength by day O blessèd thought of God.

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• [Mzm 94:22] Sweetly Resting

  In the rifted Rock I’m resting; Safely sheltered, I abide. There no foes nor storms molest me, While within the cleft I hide. Refrain Now I’m resting, sweetly resting, In the cleft once made for me. Jesus, blessèd Rock of Ages, I will hide myself in Thee. Long pursued by sin and Satan, Weary, sad, I longed for rest. Then I found this heav’nly shelter, Opened in my Savior’s breast. Refrain Peace which passeth understanding, Joy the world can never give, Now in Jesus I am finding; In His smiles of love I live. Refrain In the rifted Rock I’ll hide me Till the storms of life are past; All secure in this blest refuge, Heeding not the fiercest blast. Refrain

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• [Mzm 94:22] When Thickly Beat The Storms Of Life

  When thickly beat the storms of life, And heavy is the chastening rod, The soul, beyond the waves of strife, Views the eternal Rock—her God. What hope dispels the spirit’s gloom, When sinking ’neath affliction’s shock? Faith, through the vista of the tomb, Points to the everlasting Rock. Is there a man who cannot see That joy and grief are from above? O let him humbly bend the knee, And own his Father’s chastening love. Hope, grace, and truth, with gentle hand, Shall lead a bleeding Savior’s flock, And show them, in the promised land, The shelter of th’eternal Rock.

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