Psalms 103:9-16

• [Psa 103:13] Like As A Father

  When silent falls the gushing tear, O’er cheeks grown pale with care; And on the heart a cross is laid That seems too hard to bear, Remember what our Lord has said, And trust, in weal or woe, His holy Word, that changeth not, Though uttered years ago. Refrain “Like as a father pitieth His children, So the Lord pitieth them that fear Him, So the Lord pitieth them that fear Him.” When one by one our treasured hopes Like autumn leaves decay, And they who made our life most dear Are borne from us away, O look beyond the veil of time, Where springs of comfort flow, And trust His Word, that changeth not, Though uttered years ago. Refrain The clouds that bode the darkest hour The purest light may bring; The heart that mourns its broken chords The sweetest song may sing; Though oft a rugged path we tread, Yet this one thing we know, God’s holy Word can never change, Though uttered years ago. Refrain

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• [Psa 103:13] Tender Love A Father Has, The

  The tender love a father has For all his children dear, Such love the Lord bestows on them Who worship Him in fear. The Lord remembers we are dust, And all our frailty knows; Man’s days are like the tender grass, And as the flower he grows. The flower is withered by the wind That smites with blighting breath; So man is quickly swept away Before the blast of death. Unchanging is the love of God, From age to age the same, Displayed to all who do His will And reverence His Name. Those who His gracious cov’nant keep The Lord will ever bless; Their children’s children shall rejoice To see His righteousness.

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• [Psa 103:14] Mindful Of Our Human Frailty

  Mindful of our human frailty Is the God in Whom we trust; He Whose years are everlasting, He remembers we are dust. Man is like the tender flower, And his days are like the grass, Withered where it lately flourished By the blighting winds that pass. Changeless is Jehovah’s mercy Unto those who fear His Name, From eternity abiding To eternity the same. All the faithful to His covenant Shall behold His righteousness; He will be their strength and refuge And their children’s children bless.

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• [Psa 103:15] Make Haste, O Man, To Live

  Make haste, O man, to live, For thou so soon must die; Time hurries past thee like the breeze; How swift its moments fly! To breathe, and wake, and sleep, To smile, to sigh, to grieve; To move in idleness through earth, This, this is not to live! Up, then, with speed, and work; Fling ease and self away; This is no time for thee to sleep, Up, watch, and work, and pray! The useful, not the great, The thing that never dies, The silent toil that is not lost— Set these before thine eyes. The seed, whose leaf and flower, Though poor in human sight, Bring forth at last th’eternal fruit, Sow thou by day and night. Make haste, O man, to live, Thy time is almost o’er; O sleep not, dream not, but arise, The Judge is at the door!

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• [Psa 103:15] Waits? Song, The

  The moon shines bright and the stars give a light A little before the day: Our mighty Lord He looked on us, And bade us awake and pray. Awake, awake, good people all, Awake, and you shall hear, The Lord our God died on the cross For us He loved so dear. O fair, O fair Jerusalem, When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end, Thy joy that I may see? The fields were green as green could be, When from His glorious seat, Our blessèd Father watered us, With His heavenly dew so sweet. And for the saving of our souls Christ died upon the cross; We ne’er shall do for Jesus Christ As He hath done for us. The life of man is but a span, And cut down in its flower, We’re here today, tomorrow gone, The creatures of an hour. Instruct and teach your children well, The while that you are here; It will be better for your soul, When your corpse lies on the bier. Today you may be alive and well, Worth many a thousand pound; Tomorrow dead and cold as clay, Your corpse laid underground. With one turf at thine head, O man, And another at thy feet; Thy good deeds and thy bad, O man, Will altogether meet. My song is done, I must be gone, I can stay no longer here; God bless you all, both great and small, And send you a joyful new year!

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• [Psa 103:15] What Sweet Of Life Endureth?

  What sweet of life endureth Unmixed with bitter pain? ’Midst earthly change and chances What glory doth remain? All is a feeble shadow, A dream that will not stay; Death cometh in a moment, And taketh all away. O Christ, a light transcendent Shines in Thy countenance, And none can tell the sweetness, The beauty of Thy glance. In this may Thy poor servant His joy eternal find; Thou calledst him, O rest him, Thou Lover of mankind!

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