Proverbs 10:6-7

• [Pro 10:6] Count Your Blessings

  When upon life’s billows you are tempest tossed, When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost, Count your many blessings, name them one by one, And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done. Refrain Count your blessings, name them one by one, Count your blessings, see what God hath done! Count your blessings, name them one by one, And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done. Are you ever burdened with a load of care? Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear? Count your many blessings, every doubt will fly, And you will keep singing as the days go by. Refrain When you look at others with their lands and gold, Think that Christ has promised you His wealth untold; Count your many blessings. Wealth can never buy Your reward in heaven, nor your home on high. Refrain So, amid the conflict whether great or small, Do not be disheartened, God is over all; Count your many blessings, angels will attend, Help and comfort give you to your journey’s end. Refrain

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• [Pro 10:6] I’ll Count My Blessings

  I lift my heart today in praise To Him Who loves me so, Whose mercy crowneth all my days, And makes my cup o’erflow. O have I loved Him as I should For all His blessings free? Praise God Who giveth naught but good, For He is good to me! Refrain I’ll count my blessings— Count them o’er and o’er— I’ll tell my Father’s goodness— I will love Him more, I’ll count my blessings, bountiful and free— Yet I can never count them all— So good is God to me! I thank Him for unclouded skies— For love beyond my ken— That when my path in shadow lies, The sunshine comes again. I thank Him for the hopes fulfilled— For every answered plea, That though life was not all I willed, My God is good to me! Refrain I go to meet another year, With faith no doubt can dim, God reigneth, and I will not fear, But trust my way with Him. Then if that way be bright or dark, Let peace unshaken be! And let me, like the soaring lark, Sing “God is good to me!” Refrain

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• [Pro 10:7] O Shepherd Of The Sheep

  O Shepherd of the sheep, High Priest of things to come, Who didst in grace Thy servant keep, And take him safely home; Accept our song of praise For all his holy care, His zeal unquenched through length of days, The trials that he bare. Chief of Thy faithful band, He held himself the least, Though Thy dread keys were in his hand, O everlasting Priest. So, trusting in Thy might, He won a fair renown; So, waxing valiant in the fight, He trod the lion down. Then rendered up to Thee The charge Thy love had given, And passed away Thy face to see Revealed in highest Heav’n. On all our bishops pour The Spirit of Thy grace; That, as he won the palm of yore, So they may run their race. That, when this life is done, They may with him adore The ever blessèd Three in One, In bliss forevermore.

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Proverbs 13:9

• [Pro 13:9] Hail, Holy Light! The World Rejoices

  Hail, holy Light! The world rejoices As morning breaks and shadows fly; All nature blends her myriad voices To greet the dayspring from on high, To greet the dayspring from on high. Break forth, in glory far excelling, O Light eternal, Love divine! Let Thy bright beams, all shades dispelling, Around us and within us shine, Around us and within us shine. The heav’nly hosts fall down before Thee, And “Holy!” cry, nor ever rest; The saints on earth, with them, adore Thee, Creator, Savior, Spirit blest, Creator, Savior, Spirit blest. O God, if we could duly praise Thee, Could we but voice the love we see, As sweet as song as angels raise Thee, Our Sabbath morning hymn should be, Our Sabbath morning hymn should be. Accept, O Father, we entreat Thee, The worship which Thy children bring; O, grant us grace in Heav’n to greet Thee, And with all saints Thy love to sing, And with all saints Thy love to sing.

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Proverbs 15:29

• [Pro 15:29] Faint Falls The Gentle Voice Of Prayer

  Faint falls the gentle voice of prayer, In the wild sounds that fill the air, Yet, Lord, we know that voice is heard, Not less than if Thy throne it stirred. Thine ear, Thou tender One, is caught, If we but bend the knee in thought; No choral song that shakes the sky Floats farther than the Christian’s sigh. Not all the darkness of the land Can hide the lifted eye and hand; Nor need the clanging conflict cease, To make Thee hear our cries for peace.

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• [Pro 15:29] O God, Who Didst Thy Will Unfold

  O God, who didst Thy will unfold In wondrous modes to saints of old, By dream, by oracle, or seer, Wilt Thou not still Thy people hear? What though no answering voice is heard! Thine oracles, the written Word, Counsel and guidance still impart, Responsive to the upright heart. What though no more by dreams is shown That future things to God are known; Enough the promises reveal: Wisdom and love the rest conceal. Faith asks no signal from the skies, To show that prayers accepted rise; Our Priest is in the holy place, And answers from the throne of grace. No need of prophets to inquire: The sun is risen; the stars retire; The Comforter is come, and sheds His holy unction on our heads. Lord, with this grace our hearts inspire; Answer our sacrifice by fire; And by Thy mighty acts declare Thou art the God Who heareth prayer.

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• [Pro 15:29] O Thou Who Hearest Every Heartfelt Prayer

  O thou who hearest every heartfelt prayer, With Thy rich grace, Lord, all our hearts prepare. Thou art our life, Thou art our love and light, O let this Sabbath hour with Thee be bright.
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