Psalms 107:10-16

• [Psa 107:10] Men Who Walk In Folly’s Way

  Men who walk in folly’s way, And to evil turn aside, Find that sorrow will repay Those who wisdom’s laws have defied; Down to death’s dark portals led, They abhor their daily bread. To Jehovah then they cry In their trouble and He saves, Sends compassionate reply Gives the health their spirit craves, Rescues them with gracious aid From the snares their folly led. Sons of men, awake to praise God the Lord Who reigns above, Gracious in His works and ways, Wondrous in redeeming love; Let them all thank-offerings bring, Celebrate His deeds, and sing.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [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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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 107:16] Lift Up Your Heads, Ye Gates Of Brass

  Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass, Ye bars of iron, yield, And let the King of Glory pass; The cross is in the field. That banner, brighter than the star That leads the train of night, Shines on their march, and guides from far His servants to the fight. A holy war those servants wage; Mysteriously at strife; The powers of heaven and hell engage For more than death or life. Ye armies of the living God, His sacramental host, Where hallowed footsteps never trod Take your appointed post. Though few and small and weak your bands, Strong in your Captain’s strength Go to the conquest of all lands; All must be His at length. Those spoils at His victorious feet You shall rejoice to lay, And lay yourselves, as trophies meet, In His great judgment day. O fear not, faint not, halt not now; Quit you like men, be strong! To Christ shall all the nations bow, And sing with you this song: “Uplifted are the gates of brass, The bars of iron yield; Behold the King of Glory pass; The cross hath won the field!”

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  source: Cyberhymnal