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Mazmur 66:17-19

Mazmur 91:15

Mazmur 116:1-4

Mazmur 130:1-2

Matius 7:7

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Mazmur 22:2-5

• [Mzm 22:4] O God, Above The Drifting Years

  O God, above the drifting years, The shrines our fathers founded stand, And where the higher gain appears, We trace the working of Thy hand. From out their tireless prayer and toil Emerge the gifts that time has proved, And seed laid deep in sacred soil, Yields harvests rich in lasting good. The torch of their devotion lent, Lightens the dark that round us lies; Help us to pass it on unspent, Until the dawn lights up the skies. Form Thou our hearts with faith like theirs, Who served the days they could not see, And give us grace, through ampler years, To build the kingdom yet to be.

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• [Mzm 22:4] ’tis So Sweet To Trust In Jesus

  ’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, And to take Him at His Word; Just to rest upon His promise, And to know, “Thus says the Lord!” Refrain Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him! How I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! O for grace to trust Him more! O how sweet to trust in Jesus, Just to trust His cleansing blood; And in simple faith to plunge me ’Neath the healing, cleansing flood! Refrain Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus, Just from sin and self to cease; Just from Jesus simply taking Life and rest, and joy and peace. Refrain I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee, Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend; And I know that Thou art with me, Wilt be with me to the end. Refrain

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• [Mzm 22:5] O Lord, Our Father, Shall We Be Confounded?

  O Lord, our Father, shall we be confounded Who, though by trials and woes surrounded, On Thee alone for help are still relying, To Thee are crying? Lord, put to shame Thy foes who breathe defiance And vainly make their might their sole reliance; In mercy turn to us, the poor and stricken, Our hope to quicken. Be Thou our Helper and our strong Defender; Speak to our foes and cause them to surrender. Yea, long before their plans have been completed, They are defeated. ’Tis vain to trust in man; for Thou, Lord, only Art the Defense and Comfort of the lonely. With Thee to lead, the battle shall be glorious And we victorious. Thou art our Hero, all our foes subduing; Save Thou Thy little flock they are pursuing. We seek Thy help; for Jesus’ sake be near us. Great Helper, hear us!

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Mazmur 66:17-19

• [Mzm 66:19] God From On High Hath Heard

  God from on high hath heard; Let sighs and sorrows cease; Lo! from the opening Heav’n descends To man the promised Peace. Hark! through the silent night Angelic voices swell; Their joyful songs proclaim that “God Is born on earth to dwell.” See how the shepherd band Speed on with eager feet; Come to the hallowed cave with them The Holy Babe to greet. But, oh, what sight appears Within that lowly door! A manger, stall, and swaddling clothes, A Child and mother poor! Art Thou the Christ? the Son? The Father’s image bright? And see we Him Whose arm upholds Earth and the starry height? Yea, faith can pierce the cloud Which veils Thy glory now; We hail Thee, God, before Whose throne The angels prostrate bow. A silent Teacher, Lord, Thou bidd’st us not refuse To bear what flesh would have us shun, To shun what flesh would choose. Our sinful pride to cure With that pure love of Thine, O be Thou born within our hearts, Most Holy Child divine.

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• [Mzm 66:19] My God, Is Any Hour So Sweet

  My God, is any hour so sweet From blush of morn to evening star, As that which calls me to Thy feet— The hour of prayer? Blest is that tranquil hour of morn, And blest that hour of solemn eve, When, on the wings of prayer upborne, The world I leave. Then is my strength by Thee renewed; Then are my sins by Thee forgiv’n; Then dost Thou cheer my solitude With hopes of Heav’n. No words can tell what sweet relief There for my every want I find, What strength for warfare, balm for grief, What peace of mind. Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear; My spirit seems in Heav’n to stay; And e’en the penitential tear Is wiped away. Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore, No privilege so dear shall be As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to Thee.

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Mazmur 116:1-4

• [Mzm 116:1] I Love The Lord, For My Request

  I love the Lord, for my request And humble plea He makes His care; In Him through life my faith shall rest, For He both hears and answers prayer. Brought nigh to death and full of grief, The Lord’s salvation I besought; He heard my cry, and sent relief, My soul from depths of woe He brought. Most kind and righteous is the Lord, Our God is merciful indeed; Delighting ever to afford His help to me in time of need. Return unto thy rest, my soul, The Lord has richly dealt with thee, Delivered thee from death’s control, From sin and sorrow set thee free. Since He has freed mine eyes from tears And kept my feet from evil ways, Redeemed from life’s distressing fears, With Him I walk, and Him I praise. In my affliction and my pain, When fears alarmed and hopes deceived, I found all human helpers vain, But in the Lord my soul believed.

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• [Mzm 116:1] I Love The Lord; He Heard My Cries

  I love the Lord; He heard my cries, And pitied every groan; Long as I live, when troubles rise, I’ll hasten to His throne. I love the Lord; He bowed His ear, And chased my griefs away; O let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray! My flesh declined, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead; While inward pangs and fears of hell Perplexed my wakeful head. “My God,” I cried, “Thy servant save, Thou ever good and just; Thy power can rescue from the grave, Thy power is all my trust.” The Lord beheld me sore distressed, He bid my pains remove; Return, my soul, to God thy rest, For thou hast known His love. My God hath saved my soul from death, And dried my falling tears; Now to His praise I’ll spend my breath, And my remaining years.

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• [Mzm 116:1] I Love The Lord, He Heard My Voice

  I Love the Lord; He heard my voice, And owned my humble prayer: He makes my broken heart rejoice: He makes my soul His care. When hosts of foes beset me round, And threatened to destroy, In Him the wished relief I found; My heart revived with joy. The pains of hell, and fears of death, Encompassed me around; To Him I cried with faltering breath, And full deliverance found. Long as I live, I’ll bless His Name, And triumph in His Word; By Him alone salvation came, Who is the mighty Lord. Trust ye the Lord, nor yield to fear; On His rich love depend: He will preserve you while you’re here, And save you to the end.

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Mazmur 130:1-2

• [Mzm 130:1] From Deep Distress And Troubled Thoughts

  From deep distress and troubled thoughts To Thee, my God, I raised my cries; If Thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before Thine eyes. But Thou hast built Thy throne of grace Free to dispense Thy pardons there, That sinners may approach Thy face, And hope and love, as well as fear. As the benighted pilgrims wait And long, and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before Thy gate; When will my God His face display? My trust is fixed upon Thy Word, Nor shall I trust Thy Word in vain; Let mourning souls address the Lord And find relief from all their pain. Great is His love, and large His grace, Through the redemption of His Son; He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From Depths Of Woe I Raise To Thee

  From depths of woe I raise to Thee The voice of lamentation; Lord, turn a gracious ear to me And hear my supplication; If Thou iniquities dost mark, Our secret sins and misdeeds dark, O who shall stand before Thee? To wash away the crimson stain, Grace, grace alone availeth; Our works, alas! are all in vain; In much the best life faileth: No man can glory in Thy sight, All must alike confess Thy might, And live alone by mercy. Therefore my trust is in the Lord, And not in mine own merit; On Him my soul shall rest, His Word Upholds my fainting spirit: His promised mercy is my fort, My comfort, and my sweet support; I wait for it with patience. What though I wait the livelong night, And till the dawn appeareth, My heart still trusteth in His might; It doubteth not nor feareth: Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed, Ye of the Spirit born indeed; And wait till God appeareth. Though great our sins and sore our woes, His grace much more aboundeth; His helping love no limit knows, Our utmost need it soundeth. Our Shepherd good and true is He, Who will at last His Israel free. From all their sin and sorrow.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From Out The Depths I Cry, O Lord

  From out the depths I cry, O Lord, to Thee, Lord, hear my call. I love Thee, Lord, for Thou dost heed my plea, Forgiving all. If Thou dost mark our sins, who then shall stand? But grace and mercy dwell at Thy right hand. I wait for God, the Lord, and on His Word My hope relies; My soul still waits and looks unto the Lord Till light arise. I look for Him to drive away my night, Yea, more than watchmen look for morning light. Hope in the Lord, ye waiting saints, and He Will well provide; For mercy and redemption full and free With Him abide. From sin and evil, mighty though they seem, His arm almighty will His saints redeem.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From The Depths Do I Invoke Thee

  From the depths do I invoke Thee, Lord, to me incline Thine ear; To my voice be Thou attentive, And my supplications hear. Lord, if Thou shouldst mark transgressions, In Thy presence who shall stand? But with Thee there is forgiveness, That Thy Name may fear command. For Jehovah I am waiting And my hope is in His Word; In His Word of promise given, Yea, my soul waits for the Lord. For the Lord my soul is waiting More than watchers in the night; More than they for morning watching, Watching for the morning light. Hope in God, ye waiting people, Mercies great in Him abound; With the Lord a full redemption From the guilt of sin is found.

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• [Mzm 130:1] From The Depths My Prayer Ascendeth

  From the depths my prayer ascendeth Unto God on high; Hear, O Lord, my supplication And my cry. None can stand unscathed and blameless In Thy judgment just, But the contrite in Thy mercy Humbly trust. Lord, my hope is in Thy promise, And I wait for Thee More than they who watch for morning, Light to see. With the Lord is tender mercy, And redeeming love; Israel, look for full salvation From above.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Lord, From The Depths To Thee I Cried

  Lord, from the depths to Thee I cried: My voice, Lord, do Thou hear; Unto my supplication’s voice Give an attentive ear. Lord, who shall stand, if Thou, O Lord, Shouldst mark iniquity? But yet with Thee forgiveness is, That feared Thou mayest be. I wait for God, my soul doth wait; My hope is in His Word. More than they that for morning watch, My soul waits for the Lord. I say, more than they that do watch The morning light to see. Let Israel hope in the Lord, For with Him mercies be. Redemption also plenteous Is ever found with Him; And from all his iniquities He Israel shall redeem.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of My Bondage, Sorrow, And Night

  Out of my bondage, sorrow, and night, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into Thy freedom, gladness, and light, Jesus, I come to Thee; Out of my sickness, into Thy health, Out of my want and into Thy wealth, Out of my sin and into Thyself, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of my shameful failure and loss, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into the glorious gain of Thy cross, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of earth’s sorrows into Thy balm, Out of life’s storms and into Thy calm, Out of distress to jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of unrest and arrogant pride, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into Thy blessèd will to abide, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of myself to dwell in Thy love, Out of despair into raptures above, Upward for aye on wings like a dove, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of the fear and dread of the tomb, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come; Into the joy and light of Thy throne, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of the depths of ruin untold, Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold, Ever Thy glorious face to behold, Jesus, I come to Thee.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of The Deep I Call

  Out of the deep I call, To Thee, O Lord, to Thee, Before Thy throne of grace I fall; Be merciful to me. Out of the deep I cry, The woeful deep of sin, Of evil done in days gone by, Of evil now within. Out of the deep of fear And dread of coming shame; All night till morning watch is near I plead the precious Name. Lord, there is mercy now, As ever was, with Thee, Before Thy throne of grace I bow; Be merciful to me.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of The Deeps Of Long Distress

  Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek Thy grace, My groans to move Thine ear. Great God, should Thy severer eye, And Thine impartial hand, Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. But there are pardons with my God For crimes of high degree; Thy Son has bought them with His blood, To draw us near to Thee. I wait for Thy salvation, Lord, With strong desires I wait; My soul, invited by Thy Word, Stands watching at Thy gate. Just as the guards that keep the night Long for the morning skies, Watch the first beams of breaking light, And meet them with their eyes; So waits my soul to see Thy grace, And, more intent than they, Meets the first openings of Thy face, And finds a brighter day. Then in the Lord let Israel trust, Let Israel seek His face; The Lord is good as well as just, And plenteous is His grace. There’s full redemption at His throne For sinners long enslaved; The great Redeemer is His Son, And Israel shall be saved.

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• [Mzm 130:1] Out Of The Depths To Thee I Cry

  Out of the depths to Thee I cry, Whose fainting footsteps trod The paths of our humanity, Incarnate Son of God! Thou Man of grief, who once apart Didst all our sorrows bear, The trembling hand, the fainting heart The agony, and prayer! Is this the consecrated dower, Thy chosen ones obtain, To know Thy resurrection power Through fellowship of pain? Then, O my soul, in silence wait; Faint not, O faltering feet; Press onward to that blest estate, In righteousness complete. Let faith transcend the passing hour, The transient pain and strife, Upraised by an immortal power, The power of endless life.

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• [Mzm 130:1] When In The Hour Of Utmost Need

  When in the hour of utmost need We know not where to look for aid, When days and nights of anxious thought Nor help nor counsel yet have brought. Then this our comfort is alone, That we may meet before Thy throne, And cry, O faithful God, to Thee For rescue from our misery. That so with all our hearts we may Once more our glad thanksgivings pay, And walk obedient to Thy Word, And now and ever praise the Lord.

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Mazmur 142:1-3

• [Mzm 142:1] To God My Earnest Voice I Raise

  To God my earnest voice I raise, To God my voice imploring prays; Before His face my grief I show And tell my trouble and my woe. When gloom and sorrow compass me, The path I take is known to Thee, And all the toils that foes do lay To snare Thy servant in his way. All unprotected, lo, I stand, No friendly guardian at my hand, No place of flight or refuge near, And none to whom my soul is dear. O Lord, my Savior, now to Thee, Without a hope besides, I flee, To Thee, my shelter from the strife, My portion in the land of life. Be Thou my help when troubles throng, For I am weak and foes are strong; My captive soul from prison bring, And thankful praises I will sing. The righteous then shall gather round To share the blessing I have found, Their hearts made glad because they see How richly God has dealt with me.

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Matius 7:7

• [Mat 7:7] Bless This Hour Of Prayer

  Come in our midst, O gracious Lord, Unveil Thy smiling face, Distil in every waiting heart, The dew of heavenly grace; From earthly scenes we turn aside, On Thee we cast our care; We worship in Thy holy Name; O! bless this hour of prayer. Come in our midst, O gracious Lord, Thy promise we believe, That bids us seek and we shall find, Ask and we shall receive; We gather at Thy mercy seat, Our only hope is there, We plead the merits of Thy blood; O! bless this hour of prayer. Come in our midst, O gracious Lord, Eternal King of kings, And fold the children of the law Beneath Thy mighty wings; Support the weak, the mourner cheer, Help all their cross to bear; Thou Spring of joy, Thou Source of life, O! bless this hour of prayer.

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• [Mat 7:7] Come, My Soul, Thy Suit Prepare

  Come, my soul, thy suit prepare: Jesus loves to answer prayer; He Himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay; Therefore will not say thee nay. Thou art coming to a King, Large petitions with thee bring; For His grace and power are such, None can ever ask too much; None can ever ask too much. With my burden I begin: Lord, remove this load of sin; Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt; Set my conscience free from guilt. Lord, I come to Thee for rest, Take possession of my breast; There Thy blood bought right maintain, And without a rival reign; And without a rival reign. As the image in the glass Answers the beholder’s face; Thus unto my heart appear, Print Thine own resemblance there, Print Thine own resemblance there. While I am a pilgrim here, Let Thy love my spirit cheer; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey’s end; Lead me to my journey’s end. Show me what I have to do, Every hour my strength renew: Let me live a life of faith, Let me die Thy people’s death; Let me die Thy people’s death.

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• [Mat 7:7] Have You Prayed It Through?

  Have you prayed all night, till the break of day, And the morning light drove the dark away? Did you linger there, till the morning dew, In prevailing prayer, did you pray it through? Refrain Did you pray till the answer came, Did you plead in the Savior’s Name? Have you prayed all night till the morning light, Did you pray till the answer came? Did you pray it through, till the answer came? There’s a promise true for your faith to claim, At the place of prayer, Jesus waits for you, Did you meet Him there, did you pray it through? Refrain As the Master prayed in the garden lone, Let your prayer be made to the Father’s throne, If you seek His will, He will answer you, Are you trusting still, have you prayed it through? Refrain

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