Psalms 2:10

• [Psa 2:10] God Send Us Men

  God send us men whose aim ’twill be, Not to defend some ancient creed, But to live out the laws of Christ In every thought and word and deed. God send us men alert and quick His lofty precepts to translate, Until the laws of Christ become The laws and habits of the state. God send us men of steadfast will, Patient, courageous, strong and true, With vision clear and mind equipped His will to learn, his work to do. God send us men with hearts ablaze, All truth to love, all wrong to hate; These are the patriots nations need; These are the bulwarks of the state.

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Psalms 119:11

• [Psa 119:11] Hide God’s Word In Your Heart

  Hide God’s Word in your heart, Its precious truth believe; At His command take from His hand, The Bread of Life receive. Refrain Hide God’s Word in your heart, Hide God’s Word in your heart— His Word of love sent from above, Hide God’s Word in your heart. Hide God’s Word in your heart, If you would grow in grace, And like Him be until you see Your Master face to face. Refrain Hide God’s Word in your heart, And seek the Spirit’s pow’r To understand each blest command He gives from hour to hour. Refrain Hide God’s Word in your heart, And, having hidden well, Seek out the lost, the tempest tossed, Go forth His love to tell. Refrain Hide God’s Word in your heart, Each day a verse repeat; Tho’ sin allure success is sure, You cannot have defeat. Refrain

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• [Psa 119:11] Holy Bible, Book Divine

  Holy Bible, Book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine; Mine to tell me whence I came; Mine to teach me what I am. Mine to chide me when I rove; Mine to show a Savior’s love; Mine thou art to guide and guard; Mine to punish or reward. Mine to comfort in distress; Suffering in this wilderness; Mine to show, by living faith, Man can triumph over death. Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner’s doom; O thou holy Book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine. Holy Bible, book Divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine; Mine to tell me whence I came; Mine to teach me what I am. Mine to chide me when I rove; Mine to shew a Saviour’s love; Mine art thou to guide my feet; Mine to judge, condemn, acquit. Mine to comfort in distress; If the Holy Spirit bless; Mine to shew, by living faith, Man can triumph over death. Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner’s doom; Holy Bible, book Divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine.

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• [Psa 119:11] Thy Word Have I Hid In My Heart

  Thy Word is a lamp to my feet, A light to my path alway, To guide and to save me from sin, And show me the heav’nly way. Refrain Thy Word have I hid in my heart, That I might not sin against Thee; That I might not sin, that I might not sin, Thy Word have I hid in my heart. Forever, O Lord, is Thy Word Established and fixed on high; Thy faithfulness unto all men Abideth forever nigh. Refrain At morning, at noon, and at night I ever will give Thee praise; For Thou art my portion, O Lord, And shall be through all my days! Refrain Thro’ Him Whom Thy Word hath foretold, The Savior and Morning Star, Salvation and peace have been brought To those who have strayed afar. Refrain

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Psalms 119:18

• [Psa 119:18] Open My Eyes, That I May See

  Open my eyes, that I may see Glimpses of truth Thou hast for me; Place in my hands the wonderful key That shall unclasp and set me free. Refrain Silently now I wait for Thee, Ready my God, Thy will to see, Open my eyes, illumine me, Spirit divine! Open my ears, that I may hear Voices of truth Thou sendest clear; And while the wave notes fall on my ear, Everything false will disappear. Refrain Open my mouth, and let me bear, Gladly the warm truth everywhere; Open my heart and let me prepare Love with Thy children thus to share. Refrain

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• [Psa 119:18] Thy Word Is Like A Garden, Lord

  Thy Word is like a garden, Lord, with flowers bright and fair; And every one who seeks may pluck a lovely cluster there. Thy Word is like a deep, deep mine; and jewels rich and rare Are hidden in its mighty depths for every searcher there. Thy Word is like a starry host: a thousand rays of light Are seen to guide the traveler and make his pathway bright. Thy Word is like an armory, where soldiers may repair; And find, for life’s long battle day, all needful weapons there. O may I love Thy precious Word, may I explore the mine, May I its fragrant flowers glean, may light upon me shine! O may I find my armor there! Thy Word my trusty sword, I’ll learn to fight with every foe the battle of the Lord.

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Psalms 119:71

• [Psa 119:71] O How I Love Thy Holy Word

  O How I love Thy holy Word, Thy gracious covenant, O Lord! It guides me in the peaceful way, I think upon it all the day. What are the mines of shining wealth, The strength of youth, the bloom of health! What are all joys compared with those Thine everlasting Word bestows! Long unafflicted, undismayed, In pleasures path secure I strayed; Thou mad’st me feel Thy chast’ning rod, And strait I turned unto my God. What though it pierced my fainting heart, I bless Thine hand that caused the smart; It taught my tears awhile to flow, But saved me from eternal woe. O! hadst Thou left me unchastised, Thy precept I had still despised; And still the snare in secret laid, Had my unwary feet betrayed. I love Thee therefore O my God, And breathe towards Thy dear abode; Where in Thy presence fully blest, Thy chosen saints forever rest.

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Psalms 119:116-117

• [Psa 119:116] O Thou Who Sealest Up The Past

  O Thou Who sealest up the past, The days slip from us, and the years Grow silent with their hopes and fears; ’Tis Thine to keep all things at last. We have not done the things we would, A blotted page we render back; And yet, whate’er our work may lack, Thy work goes on, and Thou art good. Thou movest in the moving years; Wherever man is, there Thou art To overrule his feebler part, And bring a blessing out of tears. Thou opener of the years to be, Let me not lose, in woe or weal, The touch of Thy strong hand I feel Upholding and directing me.

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• [Psa 119:117] At Thy Feet, O Christ

  At Thy feet, O Christ, we lay Thine own gift of this new day; Doubt of what it holds in store Makes us crave Thine aid the more; Lest it prove a time of loss, Mark, it Savior, with Thy Cross. If it flow on calm and bright, Be Thyself our chief Delight; If it bring unknown distress, Good is all that Thou canst bless; Only, while its hours begin, Pray we, keep them clear of sin. We in part our weakness know And in part discern our foe; Well for us, before Thine eyes All our danger open lies; Turn not from us, while we plead Thy compassions and our need. Fain would we Thy Word embrace, Live each moment on Thy grace, All our selves to Thee consign, Fold up all our wills in Thine, Think, and speak, and do, and be Simply that which pleases Thee. Hear us, Lord, and that right soon; Hear, and grant the choicest boon That Thy love can e’er impart, Loyal singleness of heart; So shall this and all our days, Christ and God, show forth Thy praise.

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Psalms 125:2

• [Psa 125:2] Zion Stands By Hills Surrounded

  Zion stands by hills surrounded, Zion, kept by power divine; All her foes shall be confounded, Though the world in arms combine; Happy Zion, what a favored lot is thine! Happy Zion, what a favored lot is thine! Every human tie may perish; Friend to friend unfaithful prove; Mothers cease their own to cherish; Heav’n and earth at last remove; But no changes can attend Jehovah’s love, But no changes can attend Jehovah’s love. In the furnace God may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more bright, But can never cease to love thee; Thou art precious in His sight; God is with thee—God, thine everlasting Light, God is with thee—God, thine everlasting Light.

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Psalms 128:2

• [Psa 128:2] Balm In Secret Prayer

  Pray on, pray on, O trusting heart, Let not thy courage fail; But take thy Savior at His word, And know thou shalt prevail. Refrain Tho’ the cross is hard to bear, There is balm in secret prayer; Go and tell thy sorrows there, And leave it all with Jesus. What tho’ thy prayers thro’ many tears May reach His throne on high; He knows the anguish of thy heart, And will not pass thee by. Refrain Perhaps in some desponding hour, When hope has well nigh past, The light will burst upon thy soul, And joy be thine at last. Refrain Pray on, pray on, O weary not, Whate’er thy trial be; But lean thy faith on Him Who said, “It shall be well with thee.” Refrain

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Psalms 145:12

• [Psa 145:12] Ye Sons Of Men, With Joy Record

  Ye sons of men, with joy record The various wonders of the Lord; And let His power and goodness sound Through all your tribes the earth around. Let the high heavens your songs invite; Those spacious fields of brilliant light, Where sun and moon and planets roll, And stars that glow from pole to pole. See earth in verdant robes arrayed, Its herbs and flowers, its fruit and shade; View the broad sea’s majestic plains, And think how wide its Maker reigns. But O that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns Incarnate Love! God’s only Son in flesh arrayed, For man a bleeding Victim made. Thither, my soul, with rapture soar: There in the land of praise adore: This theme demands an angel’s lay, Demands an undeclining day.

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