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Mazmur 65:5

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Mazmur 65:5

• [Mzm 65:5] Almighty Father, Hear Our Cry

  Almighty Father, hear our cry, As o’er the trackless deep we roam; Be Thou our haven always nigh, On homeless waters Thou our home. O Jesu, Savior, at Whose voice The tempest sank to perfect rest, Bid Thou the fearful heart rejoice, And cleanse and calm the troubled breast. O Holy Ghost, beneath Whose power The ocean woke to life and light, Command Thy blessing in this hour, Thy fostering warmth, Thy quickening might. Great God of our salvation, Thee We love, we worship, we adore; Our Refuge on time’s changeful sea, Our Joy on Heav’n’s eternal shore.

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• [Mzm 65:5] Father, Who Art Alone

  Father, who art alone Our Helper and our Stay; O hear us! as we plead For loved ones far away; And shield with Thine almighty hand Our wanderers by sea and land. O compass with Thy love The daily path they tread! And may Thy light and truth Upon their hearts be shed; That, one in all things with Thy will, Heav’n’s peace and joy their souls may fill. Guard them from every harm When dangers shall assail, And teach them that Thy power Can never, never fail; We cannot with our loved ones be, But trust them, Father, unto Thee.

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• [Mzm 65:5] God Of Our Salvation Hears, The

  The God of our salvation hears The groans of Zion mixed with tears; Yet when He comes with kind designs, Through all the way His terror shines. On Him the race of man depends, Far as the earth’s remotest ends, Where the Creator’s Name is known By nature’s feeble light alone. Sailors, that travel o’er the flood, Address their frighted souls to God, When tempests rage and billows roar At dreadful distance from the shore. He bids the noisy tempests cease; He calms the raging crowd to peace, When a tumultuous nation raves Wild as the winds, and loud as waves. Whole kingdoms, shaken by the storm, He settles in a peaceful form; Mountains, established by His hand, Firm on their old foundations stand. Behold His ensigns sweep the sky, New comets blaze, and lightnings fly; The heathen lands, with swift surprise, From the bright horrors turn their eyes. At His command the morning ray Smiles in the east, and leads the day; He guides the sun’s declining wheels Over the tops of western hills. Seasons and times obey His voice; The evening and the morn rejoice To see the earth made soft with showers, Laden with fruit, and dressed in flowers. ’Tis from His watery stores on high He gives the thirsty ground supply; He walks upon the clouds, and thence Doth His enriching drops dispense. The desert grows a fruitful field, Abundant food the valleys yield; The valleys shout with cheerful voice, And neighboring hills repeat their joys. The pastures smile in green array; There lambs and larger cattle play; The larger cattle and the lamb Each in His language speaks Thy Name. Thy works pronounce Thy power divine; O’er every field Thy glories shine; Through every month Thy gifts appear; Great God, Thy goodness crowns the year!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 89:13-14

• [Mzm 89:14] Almighty God, Thy Lofty Throne

  Almighty God, Thy lofty throne Has justice for its cornerstone, And shining bright before Thy face Are truth and love and boundless grace. With blessing is the nation crowned Whose people know the joyful sound; They in the light, O Lord, shall live, The light Thy face and favor give. Thy Name with gladness they confess, Exalted in Thy righteousness; Their fame and might to Thee belong, For in Thy favor they are strong. All glory unto God we yield, Jehovah is our Help and Shield; All praise and honor will we bring To Israel’s Holy One, our King.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 89:14] Trembling Before Thine Awful Throne

  Trembling before Thine awful throne, O Lord, in dust my sins I own; Justice and mercy for my life Contend; O smile, and heal the strife. The Savior smiles; upon my soul New tides of hope tumultuous roll; His voice proclaims my pardon found, Seraphic transport wings the sound. Earth has a joy unknown to Heaven, The newborn peace of sins forgiven; Tears of such pure and deep delight, Ye angels, never dimmed your sight. Ye saw, of old, on chaos rise The beauteous pillars of the skies; Ye know where Morn exulting springs, And Evening folds her drooping wings. Bright heralds of the eternal Will, Abroad His errands ye fulfill; Or, throned in floods of beamy day, Symphonious in His presence play. Loud is the song, the heavenly plain Is shaken with the choral strain; And dying echoes, floating far, Draw music from each chiming star. But I amid your choirs shall shine, And all your knowledge shall be mine: Ye on your harps must lean to hear A secret chord that mine will bear.

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  source: Cyberhymnal