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Mazmur 40:3

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Mazmur 40:3

• [Mzm 40:3] He Keeps Me Singing

  There’s within my heart a melody Jesus whispers sweet and low, Fear not, I am with thee, peace, be still, In all of life’s ebb and flow. Refrain Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Sweetest Name I know, Fills my every longing, Keeps me singing as I go. All my life was wrecked by sin and strife, Discord filled my heart with pain, Jesus swept across the broken strings, Stirred the slumbering chords again. Refrain Feasting on the riches of His grace, Resting ’neath His sheltering wing, Always looking on His smiling face, That is why I shout and sing. Refrain Though sometimes He leads through waters deep, Trials fall across the way, Though sometimes the path seems rough and steep, See His footprints all the way. Refrain Soon He’s coming back to welcome me, Far beyond the starry sky; I shall wing my flight to worlds unknown, I shall reign with Him on high. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 40:3] Wonderful, Wonderful Jesus

  There is never a day so dreary, There is never a night so long, But the soul that is trusting in Jesus Will somewhere find a song. Refrain Wonderful, wonderful Jesus, In the heart He implanteth a song: A song of deliverance, of courage, of strength, In the heart He implanteth a song. There is never a cross so heavy, There is never a weight of woe, But that Jesus will help to carry Because He loveth so. Refrain There is never a care or burden, There is never a grief or loss, But that Jesus in love will lighten When carried to the cross. Refrain There is never a guilty sinner, There is never a wandering one, But that God can in mercy pardon Through Jesus Christ, His Son. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 53:5

• [Mzm 53:5] Foes Of Zion Quake For Fright, The

  The foes of Zion quake for fright, Where no fear was they quail; For well they know that sword of might Which cuts through coats of mail. The Lord of old defiled their shields, And laughed their spears to scorn, Their bones lay scattered o’er the field, By dogs and vultures torn. Let Zion’s foes be filled with shame; Her sons are blessed of God; Though scoffers now despise their name The Lord shall break their rod. Oh, would our God to Zion turn, God with salvation clad; Then Judah’s harps should music learn, And Israel be glad.

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  source: Cyberhymnal