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Mazmur 40:5

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Mazmur 40:5

• [Mzm 40:5] It Is Truly Wonderful

  He pardoned my transgressions, He sanctified my soul, He honors my confessions, Since by His blood I’m whole. Refrain It is truly wonderful What the Lord has done! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful! It is truly wonderful What the Lord has done! Glory to His Name. He keeps me ev’ry moment By trusting in His grace; ’Tis through His blest atonement, That I may see His face. Refrain He brings me through affliction, He leaves me not alone; He’s with me in temptation, He keeps me for His own. Refrain He prospers and protects me, His blessings ever flow; He fills me with His glory, He makes me white as snow. Refrain He keeps me firm and faithful, His love I do enjoy, For this I shall be grateful, And live in His employ. Refrain There’s not a single blessing Which we receive on earth That does not come from heaven, The source of our new birth. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 139:17-18

• [Mzm 139:18] Still, Still With Thee

  Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh, When the bird waketh, and the shadows flee; Fairer than morning, lovelier than daylight, Dawns the sweet consciousness, I am with Thee. Alone with Thee, amid the mystic shadows, The solemn hush of nature newly born; Alone with Thee in breathless adoration, In the calm dew and freshness of the morn. As in the dawning o’er the waveless ocean The image of the morning star doth rest, So in the stillness Thou beholdest only Thine image in the waters of my breast. Still, still with Thee, as to each newborn morning, A fresh and solemn splendor still is given, So does this blessèd consciousness, awaking, Breathe each day nearness unto Thee and Heaven. When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber, Its closing eye looks up to Thee in prayer; Sweet the repose beneath the wings o’ershading, But sweeter still to wake and find Thee there. So shall it be at last, in that bright morning, When the soul waketh and life’s shadows flee; O in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning, Shall rise the glorious thought, I am with Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 139:18] When I Awake From Slumber

  When I awake from slumber To greet the golden day, Then teach me, Lord, to number Its hours in wisdom’s way. When clouds at dawn are gleaming, Lift up mine answering eyes To where Thy light is streaming On faith’s high enterprise. While all the heights are calling And skies are blithe and blue, Keep Thou my feet from falling, My heart’s ambitions true. Let simple pleasures cheer me When every goal seems far; Reveal Thyself as near me As life and duty are. And when the light is fading, If dreams have not come true, Yet breathe Thy peace pervading The twilight through and through. When life’s long day is ended And shadows closer creep, Lord, let me feel befriended Before I go to sleep.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yesaya 40:28

• [Yes 40:28] Blest Be Our Everlasting Lord

  Blest be our everlasting Lord, Our Father, God, and King! Thy sovereign goodness we record, Thy glorious power we sing. By Thee the victory is giv’n; The majesty divine, And strength, and might, and earth, and Heav’n, And all therein, are Thine. The kingdom, Lord, is Thine alone, Who dost Thy right maintain, And high on Thine eternal throne, O’er men and angels reign. Riches, as seemeth good to Thee, Thou dost, and honor, give; And kings their power and dignity Out of Thy hand receive. Thou hast on us the grace bestowed Thy greatness to proclaim; And therefore now thank we our God, And praise Thy glorious Name. Thy glorious Name and nature’s powers Thou dost to us make known; And all the Deity is ours, Through Thy incarnate Son.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yes 40:28] Have You Not Known, Have You Not Heard

  Have you not known, have you not heard That firm remains on high The everlasting throne of Him Who formed the earth and sky? Are you afraid His power shall fail When comes your evil day? And can an all creating arm Grow weary or decay? Supreme in wisdom as in power The Rock of Ages stands, Though Him you cannot see, nor trace The working of His hands. He gives the conquest to the weak, Supports the fainting heart; And courage in the evil hour His heavenly aids impart. Mere human power shall fast decay, And youthful vigor cease; But they who wait upon the Lord In strength shall still increase. They with unwearied feet shall tread The path of life divine; With growing ardor onward move, With growing brightness shine. On eagles’ wings they mount, they soar, Their wings are faith and love; Till, past the cloudy regions here, They rise to Heav’n above.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Roma 11:33

• [Rm 11:33] Lord, My Weak Thought In Vain Would Climb

  Lord, my weak thought in vain would climb To search the starry vault profound; In vain would wing her flight sublime To find creation’s utmost bound. But weaker yet that thought must prove To search Thy great eternal plan, Thy sovereign counsels, born of love Long ages ere the world began. When my dim reason would demand Why that, or this, Thou dost ordain, By some vast deep I seem to stand, Whose secrets I must ask in vain. When doubts disturb my troubled breast, And all is dark as night to me, Here, as on solid rock, I rest— That so it seemeth good to Thee. Be this my joy, that evermore Thou rulest all things at Thy will; Thy sovereign wisdom I adore, And calmly, sweetly, trust Thee still.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Rm 11:33] Thou, The Great, Eternal God

  Thou, the great, eternal God, Art high above our thought! Worthy to be feared, adored, By all Thy hands have wrought: None can with Thyself compare; Thy glory fills both earth and sky; We, and all thy creatures, are As nothing in Thine eyes. Of Thy great unbounded power To Thee the praise we give, Infinitely great, and more Than heart can e’er conceive: When Thou wilt to work proceed, Thy purpose firm none can withstand, Frustrate the determined deed, Or stay the almighty hand. Thou, our God, art wise alone; Thy counsel doth excel; Wonderful Thy works we own, Thy ways unsearchable; Who can sound the mystery, Thy judgments’ deep abyss explain, Thine, whose eyes in darkness see, And search the heart of man?

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  source: Cyberhymnal