Psalms 109:1-31

• [Psa 109:1] O God, Whom I Delight To Praise

  O God, whom I delight to praise, To Thee my cry for help I raise; Be Thou my Friend and Advocate When foes assail with bitter hate. Against me slanderous words are flung From many a false and lying tongue; Without a cause men hurl at me The shafts of deadly enmity. My good with evil they repay, My love turns not their hate away; The part of vengeance, Lord, is Thine; To pray, and only pray, is mine. Since love appeals to him in vain, The slave of sin let him remain; Against him let his foe be turned, His sin be judged, his prayer be spurned. Let sudden death upon him break, His office let another take, His children and his widowed wife Pursue the homeless beggar’s life. Let creditors consume his toil And strangers make his wealth their spoil; Let none in pity heed his claim; Cut off his race, blot out his name. His parents’ sins be not forgot Till Thou from earth his memory blot, Since he remembered not to show Compassion to the sons of woe. He cursing loved and blessing loathed: Unblest, with cursing he is clothed; For thus the justice of the Lord My adversaries will reward. O God, the Lord, for Thy Name’s sake Let me of Thy good grace partake; My need is great, and great Thou art To heal my wounded, stricken heart. With failing strength I fast and pine, Like shadows swift my days decline, And when my foes my weakness see They shake their head in scorn at me. O Lord, my God, Thy help I crave, In Thy great lovingkindness save; Before my foes Thy mercy show; That Thou dost help me, make them know. What though they curse, if Thou wilt bless? Then joy shall banish my distress, And shame shall overwhelm the foes Who would Thy servant’s way oppose. Thanksgiving to the Lord I raise, The multitude shall hear my praise, For by the needy God will stand To save them from oppression’s hand.

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• [Psa 109:30] I Will Praise Him

  When I saw the cleansing fountain Open wide for all my sin, I obeyed the Spirit’s wooing, When He said, “Wilt thou be clean?” Refrain I will praise Him! I will praise Him! Praise the Lamb for sinners slain; Give Him glory, all ye people, For His blood can wash away each stain. Though the way seems straight and narrow, All I claimed was swept away; My ambitions, plans and wishes, At my feet in ashes lay. Refrain Then God’s fire upon the altar Of my heart was set aflame; I shall never cease to praise Him Glory, glory to His Name! Refrain Blessèd be the Name of Jesus! I’m so glad He took me in; He’s forgiven my transgressions, He has cleansed my heart from sin. Refrain Glory, glory to the Father! Glory, glory to the Son! Glory, glory to the Spirit! Glory to the Three in One!

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  source: Cyberhymnal