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Mazmur 119:30

• [Mzm 119:30] Christ In His Word Draws Near

  Christ in His Word draws near; Hush, moaning voice of fear, He bids thee cease; With songs sincere and sweet Let us arise, and meet Him Who comes forth to greet Our souls with peace. Rising above thy care, Meet Him as in the air, O weary heart; Put on joy’s sacred dress; Lo, as He comes to bless, Quite from thy weariness Set free thou art. For works of love and praise He brings thee summer days, Warm days and bright; Winter is past and gone, Now He, salvation’s Sun, Shineth on every one With mercy’s light. From the bright sky above, Clad in His robes of love, ’Tis He, our Lord! Dim earth itself grows clear As His light draweth near; O let us hush and hear His holy Word.

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• [Mzm 119:30] Give Me The Bible

  Give me the Bible, star of gladness gleaming, To cheer the wand’rer lone and tempest tossed; No storm can hide that radiance peaceful beaming, Since Jesus came to seek and save the lost. Refrain Give me the Bible, holy message shining; Thy light shall guide me in the narrow way; Precept and promise, law and love combining, Till night shall vanish in eternal day. Give me the Bible, when my heart is broken, When sin and grief have filled my soul with fear; Give me the precious words by Jesus spoken, Hold up faith’s lamp to show my Savior near. Refrain Give me the Bible, all my steps enlighten, Teach me the danger of these realms below; That lamp of safety o’er the gloom shall brighten, That light alone the path of peace can show. Refrain Give me the Bible, lamp of life immortal, Hold up that splendor by the open grave; Show me the light from Heaven’s shining portal, Show me the glory gilding Jordan’s wave. Refrain

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• [Mzm 119:30] Voice Of God’s Creation Found Me, The

  The Voice of God’s Creation found me Perplexed midst hope and fear, For though His sunshine flashed around me, His storms at times drew near: And I said— Oh! that I knew where He abideth! For doubts beset our lot, And lo! His glorious face He hideth, And men perceive it not! The Voice of God’s Protection told me He loveth all He made; I seemed to feel His arms enfold me, And yet was half afraid: And I said— Oh! that I knew where I might find Him! His eye would guide me right: He leaveth countless tracks behind Him, Yet passeth out of sight. The Voice of Conscience sounded nearer, It stirred my inmost breast; But though its tones were firmer, clearer, ’Twas not the voice of rest: And I said— Oh! that I knew if He forgiveth! My soul is faint within, Because in grievous fear it liveth Of wages due to sin. It was the Voice of Revelation That met my utmost need; The wondrous message of salvation Was joy and peace indeed: And I said— Oh! how I love the sacred pages From which such tidings flow, As monarchs, patriarchs, poets, sages, Have longed in vain to know! For now is life a lucid story, And death a rest in Him, And all is bathed in light and glory That once was dark or dim: And I said— O Thou Who dost my soul deliver, And all its hopes uplift; Give me a tongue praise the Giver, A heart to prize the gift.

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Mazmur 119:35

• [Mzm 119:35] Father, Make Us Loving

  Father, make us loving, gentle, thoughtful, kind; Fill us with Thy Spirit, make us of Thy mind. Help us love each other, more and more each day, Help us follow Jesus, in the narrow way. Refrain We would learn of Jesus, Help us here below, Follow in His footsteps, Who hath loved us so. Father, we would ever, live as in Thy sight; Thou dost know our longings after what is right. Fill our hearts with kindness as we onward go, Teach us to be loving, Thou hast loved us so. Refrain Help us to remember, Thou art ever near; Teach us lovingkindness, tenderness and cheer. There is much of sorrow, in this world below; Father, make us loving, Thou hast loved us so. Refrain

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• [Mzm 119:35] Lord, Not For Light In Darkness

  Lord, not for light in darkness do we pray, Not that the veil be lifted from our eyes, Not that the slow ascension of our day Be otherwise. We know the paths wherein our feet should press, Across our hearts are written Thy decrees; Yet now O Lord, be merciful to bless, With more than these. Grant us the will to fashion as we feel; Grant us the strength to labor as we know; Grant us the purpose, ribbed and edged with steel, To strike the blow. Knowledge we ask not, knowledge Thou hast lent, But Lord, the will, there lies our bitter need; Give us to build above the deep intent The deed, the deed.

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Mazmur 119:111

• [Mzm 119:111] Lord, I Have Made Thy Word My Choice

  Lord, I have made Thy Word my choice, My lasting heritage; There shall my noblest powers rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. I’ll read the histories of Thy love, And keep Thy laws in sight, While through the promises I rove, With ever fresh delight. ’Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise, Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. The best relief that mourners have, It makes our sorrows blest; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest.

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Yosua 24:15

• [Yos 24:15] Choose Ye Today

  A blessing for you—will you take it? Choose ye today; A word from the heart—will you speak it? Choose ye today: Will you believe, or your Savior neglect? Will you receive, or His mercy reject? Pause, ere you answer, oh, pause and reflect— Choose ye today. A death to be feared—will you fear it? Choose ye today; A voice that invites—will you hear it? Choose ye today. Straight is the portal and narrow the way; Enter, poor soul, and be saved while you may; Think what may hang on a moment’s delay— Choose ye today. The cross of your Lord—will you bear it? Choose ye today: There’s life in that cross—will you share it? Choose ye today: Soon will your time of probation be o’er, Then will the Spirit entreat you no more, Jesus no longer will stand at the door— Choose ye today. The bondage of sin—will you break it? Choose ye today: The water of life—will you take it? Choose ye today. Come to the arms that are open for you, Hide in the wounds that by faith you may view; Death ere the morrow your steps may pursue— Choose ye today.

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• [Yos 24:15] Happy The Home When God Is There

  Happy the home when God is there, And love fills every breast; When one their wish, and one their prayer, And one their heav’nly rest. Happy the home where Jesus’ Name Is sweet to every ear; Where children early speak His fame, And parents hold Him dear. Happy the home where prayer is heard, And praise each day does rise; Where parents love the sacred Word And all its wisdom prize. Lord, let us in our homes agree This blessèd peace to gain; Unite our hearts in love to Thee, And love to all will reign.

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• [Yos 24:15] Once To Every Man And Nation

  Once to every man and nation, comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, some great decision, offering each the bloom or blight, And the choice goes by forever, ’twixt that darkness and that light. Then to side with truth is noble, when we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and ’tis prosperous to be just; Then it is the brave man chooses while the coward stands aside, Till the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied. By the light of burning martyrs, Christ, Thy bleeding feet we track, Toiling up new Calv’ries ever with the cross that turns not back; New occasions teach new duties, time makes ancient good uncouth, They must upward still and onward, who would keep abreast of truth. Though the cause of evil prosper, yet the truth alone is strong; Though her portion be the scaffold, and upon the throne be wrong; Yet that scaffold sways the future, and behind the dim unknown, Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above His own.

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Lukas 10:42

• [Luk 10:42] Beset With Snares On Every Hand

  Beset with snares on every hand, In life’s uncertain path I stand; Savior divine, diffuse Thy light, To guide my doubtful footsteps right. Engage this roving, treacherous heart To fix on Mary’s better part, To scorn the trifles of a day, For joys that none can take away. Then let the wildest storms arise, Let tempests mingle earth and skies; No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, But all my treasures with me bear. If Thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die; Secure, when mortal comforts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in Thee.

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• [Luk 10:42] O Love Divine, How Sweet Thou Art

  O love divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee? I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. Stronger His love than death or hell; Its reaches are unsearchable; The first born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see; They cannot reach the mystery The length, and breadth, and height. God only knows the love of God; O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part. O that I could forever sit With Mary at the Master’s feet; Be this my happy choice; My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this To hear the Bridegroom’s voice. O that, with humbled Peter, I Could weep, believe, and thrice reply, My faithfulness to prove. Thou know’st, (for all to Thee is known, Thou know’st, O Lord, and Thou alone, Thou know’st that Thee I love. O that I could, with favored John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer’s breast! From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord, to find in Thee My everlasting rest. Thy only love do I require, Nothing on earth beneath desire, Nothing in heaven above; Let earth, and heaven, and all things go, Give me Thy only love to know, Give me only Thy love.

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• [Luk 10:42] One Thing’s Needful

  One thing’s needful; Lord this treasure Teach me highly to regard; All else, though it first give pleasure, Is a yoke that presses hard. Beneath it the heart is still fretting and striving, No true, lasting happiness ever deriving. The gain of this one thing all loss can requite And teach me in all things to find true delight. Wilt thou find this one thing needful, Turn from all created things Unto Jesus and be heedful Of the blessèd joy He brings. For where God and Man both in one are united, With God’s perfect fulness the heart is delighted; There, there is the worthiest lot and the best, My One and my All and my Joy and my Rest. How were Mary’s thoughts devoted, Her eternal joy to find As intent each word she noted, At her Savior’s feet reclined! How kindled her heart, how devout was its feeling, While hearing the lessons that Christ was revealing! For Jesus all earthly concerns she forgot, And all was repaid in that one happy lot. Thus my longings, heav’nward tending, Jesus, rest alone on Thee. Help me, thus on Thee depending; Savior, come and dwell in me. Although all the world should forsake and forget Thee, In love I will follow Thee, ne’er will I quit Thee. Lord Jesus, both spirit and life is Thy Word; And is there a joy which Thou dost not afford? Wisdom’s highest, noblest treasure, Jesus, lies concealed in Thee; Grant that this may still the measure Of my will and actions be, Humility there and simplicity reigning, In paths of true wisdom my steps ever training. Oh, if I of Christ have this knowledge divine, The fulness of heavenly wisdom is mine. Naught have I, O Christ, to offer Naught but Thee, my highest Good. Naught have I, O Lord, to proffer But Thy crimson-colored blood. Thy death on the cross hath Death wholly defeated And thereby my righteousness fully completed; Salvation’s white raiments I there did obtain, And in them in glory with Thee I shall reign. Therefore Thou alone, my Savior, Shalt be All in all to me; Search my heart and my behavior, Root out all hypocrisy. Restrain me from wandering on pathways unholy And through all life’s pilgrimage keep my heart lowly. This one thing is needful, all others are vain; I count all but loss that I Christ may obtain.

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