Psalms 50:16

• [Psa 50:16] Thus Speaks The Lord To Wick­ed Men

  Thus speaks the Lord to wicked men: My statutes why do you declare? Why take My covenant in your mouth, Since ye for wisdom do not care? For ye My holy words profane And cast them from you in disdain. Ye have consented with the thief, Ye have partaken with the vile, Your mouths to evil words ye give, Your tongues proclaim deceit and guile, Ye glory in your brother’s shame, Your mother’s son do you defame. Thus have ye done; I silence kept, And this has been your secret thought, That I was wholly as yourselves, To take your evil deeds as naught; I will reprove you and array Your deeds before your eyes this day. Consider this, who God forget Lest I destroy with none to free; Who offers sacrifice of thanks, He glorifies and honors Me; To him who orders well his way Salvation free I will display.

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Psalms 107:11

• [Psa 107:11] Rebels, Who Had Dared To Show

  Rebels, who had dared to show Proud contempt of God Most High Bound in iron and in woe, Shades of death and darkness nigh, Humbled low with toil and pain, Fell, and looked for help in vain. To Jehovah when they cried In their trouble, and He saved, Threw the prison open wide Where they lay to death enslaved, Bade the gloomy shadows flee, Broke their bonds and set them free. Sons of men, awake to praise God the Lord Who reigns above, Gracious in His works and ways, Wondrous in redeeming love; Longing souls He satisfies, Hungry hearts with good supplies. When His righteous judgments come, Strong to bless and to destroy, All iniquity is dumb, All the righteous sing for joy; Who God’s dealings wisely heed, In His works His mercy read.

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Psalms 112:1

• [Psa 112:1] How Blest The Man Who Fears The Lord

  How blest the man who fears the Lord And greatly loves God’s holy will; His children share his great reward, And blessings all their days shall fill. Abounding wealth shall bless his home, His righteousness shall still endure, To him shall light arise in gloom, For he is merciful and pure. The man whose hand the weak befriends In judgment shall his cause maintain; A peace unmoved his life attends, And long his memory shall remain. Of evil tidings not afraid, His trust is in the Lord alone; His heart is steadfast, undismayed, For he shall see his foes o’erthrown. With kind remembrance of the poor, For their distress his gifts provide; His righteousness shall thus endure, His name in honor shall abide. To shame the wicked shall be brought, While righteous men shall favor gain; Unrighteous hopes shall come to naught, Its due reward shall sin obtain.

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• [Psa 112:1] That Man Is Bless’d Who Stands In Awe

  That man is blest who stands in awe Of God, and loves His sacred law: His seed on earth shall be renowned; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An inexhausted treasury, And with successive honors crowned. His lib’ral favors he extends, To some he gives, to others lends; A gen’rous pity fills his mind: Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs And thus he’s just to all mankind. His hands, while they his alms bestow’d, His glory’s future harvest sow’d; The sweet remembrance of the just, Like a green root, revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. Beset with threat’ning dangers round, Unmov’d shall he maintain his ground; His conscience holds his courage up: The soul that’s fill’d with virtue’s light, Shines brightest in affliction’s night, And sees in darkness beams of hope. Ill tidings never can surprise His heart that fix’d on God relies, Though waves and tempests roar around: Safe on the rock he sits, and sees The shipwreck of his enemies, And all their hope and glory drown’d. The wicked shall his triumph see, And gnash their teeth in agony, To find their expectations cross’d; They and their envy, pride, and spite, Sink down to everlasting night, And all their names in darkness lost.

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Psalms 119:73

• [Psa 119:73] Thou, Who Didst Make And Fashion Me

  Thou, who didst make and fashion me, O make me wise Thy law to learn; Then they that fear Thee shall be glad When they my hope in God discern. Thou, Lord, art just in all Thy ways, And faithful when Thou chastenest me; I pray Thee, let Thy promised grace Thy servant’s help and comfort be. Show mercy, Lord, that I may live, For in Thy law is all my joy; While those who wrong me are rebuked, Thy precepts shall my thought employ. Let those that fear Thee turn to me, Thy truth to them will I proclaim; Instruct my heart to keep Thy law, That I may not be put to shame.

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Psalms 119:176

• [Psa 119:176] Take Me, O My Father, Take Me

  Take me, O my Father, take me; Take me, save me, through Thy Son; That which Thou wouldst have me, make me, Let Thy will in me be done. Long from Thee my footsteps straying, Thorny proved the way I trod; Weary come I now, and praying, Take me to Thy love, my God. Fruitless years with grief recalling, Humbly I confess my sin; At Thy feet, O Father, falling, To Thy household take me in. Freely now to Thee I proffer This relenting heart of mine; Freely life and love I offer, Gift unworthy love like Thine. Once the world’s Redeemer, dying, Bore our sins upon the tree; On that sacrifice relying, Now I look in hope to Thee: Father, take me; all forgiving, Fold me to Thy loving breast; In Thy love forever living I must be forever blest.

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• [Psa 119:176] We Have Not Known Thee As We Ought

  We have not known Thee as we ought, Nor learned Thy wisdom, grace and power; The things of earth have filled our thought, And trifles of the passing hour. Lord, give us light Thy truth to see, And make us wise in knowing Thee. We have not feared Thee as we ought, Nor bowed beneath Thine awful eye, Nor guarded deed and word and thought, Remembering that God was nigh. Lord, give us faith to know Thee near, And grant the grace of holy fear. We have not loved Thee as we ought, Nor cared that we are loved by Thee; Thy presence we have coldly sought, And feebly longed Thy face to see. Lord, give a pure and loving heart To feel and know the love Thou art. We have not served Thee as we ought, Alas, the duties left undone, The work with little fervor wrought, The battles lost or scarcely won! Lord, give the zeal, and give the might, For Thee to toil, for Thee to fight. When shall we know Thee as we ought, And fear and love and serve aright? When shall we, out of trial brought, Be perfect in the land of light? Lord, may we day by day prepare To see Thy face and serve Thee there.

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  source: Cyberhymnal