Psalms 119:133

• [Psa 119:133] Lord Jesus, Think On Me

  Lord Jesus, think on me And purge away my sin; From earthborn passions set me free And make me pure within. Lord Jesus, think on me, With many a care oppressed; Let me Thy loving servant be And taste Thy promised rest. Lord Jesus, think on me Amid the battle’s strife; In all my pain and misery Be Thou my Health and Life. Lord Jesus, think on me Nor let me go astray; Through darkness and perplexity Point Thou the heavenly way. Lord Jesus, think on me When floods the tempest high; When on doth rush the enemy, O Savior, be Thou nigh! Lord Jesus, think on me That, when the flood is past, I may th’eternal brightness see And share Thy joy at last. Lord Jesus, think on me That I may sing above To Father, Spirit, and to Thee The strains of praise and love.

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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