Psalms 13:5

• [Psa 13:5] O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go

  O Love that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in thee; I give thee back the life I owe, That in thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be. O light that followest all my way, I yield my flickering torch to thee; My heart restores its borrowed ray, That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day May brighter, fairer be. O Joy that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to thee; I trace the rainbow through the rain, And feel the promise is not vain, That morn shall tearless be. O Cross that liftest up my head, I dare not ask to fly from thee; I lay in dust life’s glory dead, And from the ground there blossoms red Life that shall endless be.

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• [Psa 13:5] On Our Way Rejoicing

  On our way rejoicing, as we homeward move, Hearken to our praises, O Thou God of love! Is there grief or sadness? Thou our joy shalt be; Is our sky beclouded? There is light with Thee. Refrain On our way rejoicing, as we homeward move, Hearken to our praises, O Thou God of love! If with honest hearted love for God and man, Day by day Thou find us doing all we can, Thou who givest the seed time, will give large increase, Crown the head with blessings, fill the heart with peace. Refrain On our way rejoicing gladly let us go; Conquered hath our Leader, vanquished is our foe; Christ without, our safety, Christ within, our joy; Who, if we be faithful, can our hope destroy? Refrain Unto God the Father joyful songs we sing; Unto God the Savior thankful hearts we bring; Unto God the Spirit bow we and adore; On our way rejoicing now and evermore. Refrain

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Psalms 25:4

• [Psa 25:4] Grace And Truth Shall Mark The Way

  Grace and truth shall mark the way Where the Lord His own will lead, If His Word they still obey And His testimonies heed. For Thy Name’s sake hear Thou me, For Thy mercy, Lord, I wait; Pardon my iniquity, For my sin is very great. He who walks in godly fear In the path of truth shall go; Peace shall be his portion here, And his sons all good shall know. They that fear and love the Lord Shall His holy friendship know; He will grace to them accord, And His faithful covenant show. Ever are my longing eyes On the Lord, whose watchful care, When my foes their plots devise, Keeps my feet from every snare. Turn to me, Thy grace impart, I am desolate indeed; Great the troubles of my heart; Save Thou me, O Lord, I plead. Look on mine afflicted state, Freely all my sins forgive; Mark my foes, their cruel hate; Keep my soul and let me live. Shame me not; I hide in Thee; Truth and right preserve me still; Mark Thy people, Lord my God, Save Thou from every ill.

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• [Psa 25:4] Keep Me Thine

  Teach my little hands and feet, Useful, Lord, to be, Tell me something I can do— Every day for Thee. Refrain Keep me Thine, keep me Thine, Blessèd Savior, keep me Thine. Keep me Thine, keep me Thine, Blessèd Savior, keep me Thine. Teach my tongue a word to speak, Gentle, soft and low, Make me like a beam of light Everywhere I go. Refrain Teach me how to love Thy Word, Love it more and more; Help me Lord, to work for Thee, Till my life is o’er. Refrain

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• [Psa 25:4] Lord To Me Thy Ways Make Known

  Lord, to me Thy ways make known, Guide in truth and teach Thou me; Thou my Savior art alone, All the day I wait for Thee. Lord, remember in Thy love All Thy mercies manifold, Tender mercies from above, Changeless from the days of old. Just and good the Lord abides, He His way will sinners show, He the meek with justice guides, Making them His way to know. Grace and truth shall mark the way Where the Lord His own will lead. If His Word they still obey And His testimonies heed.

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• [Psa 25:4] Our Sunday School

  Away, away to Sunday school, Our hearts together beating; We haste to win from those we love A smile of happy greeting. Refrain Our Sunday school, dear Sunday school, With purest pleasure glowing, Where tranquil peace and holy joy Are like a river flowing. Away, away to Sunday school, And learn the songs of gladness, That tell of Him Whose tender love Will banish care and sadness. Refrain God bless our school, our teachers all, And bind our souls together In sacred bonds of kindred love No earthly power can sever. Refrain

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Psalms 36:5

• [Psa 36:5] Thy Mercy And Thy Truth, O Lord

  Thy mercy and Thy truth, O Lord, Transcend the lofty sky; Thy judgments are a mighty deep, And as the mountains high. Lord, Thou preservest man and beast; Since Thou art ever kind; Beneath the shadow of Thy wings We may a refuge find. With the abundance of Thy house We shall be satisfied, From rivers of unfailing joy Our thirst shall be supplied. The fountain of eternal life Is found alone with Thee, And in the brightness of Thy light We clearly light shall see. From those that know Thee may Thy love And mercy ne’er depart, And may Thy justice still protect And bless the upright heart. The workers of iniquity Are fallen utterly; They shall not triumph in their pride, Or drive my soul from Thee.

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• [Psa 36:5] Thy Mercy Lord, Is In The Heav’ns

  Thy mercy, Lord, is in the heav’ns; Thy truth doth reach the clouds; Thy justice is like mountains great; Thy judgments deep as floods. Lord, Thou preservest man and beast; How precious is Thy grace! Therefore in shadow of Thy wings, Men’s sons their trust shall place. They with the fatness of Thy house Shall be well satisfied; From rivers of Thy pleasure Thou Wilt drink to them provide. Because of life the fountain pure Remains alone with Thee; And in that purest light of Thine We clearly light shall see.

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Psalms 36:7

• [Psa 36:7] Brood O’er Us With Thy Sheltering Wing

  Brood o’er us with Thy sheltering wing, ’Neath which our spirits blend Like brother birds, that soar and sing, And on the same branch bend. The arrow that doth wound the dove Darts not from those who watch and love. If thou the bending reed would break By thought or word unkind, Pray that His Spirit you partake, Who loved and healed mankind: Seek holy thoughts and heavenly strain, That make men one in love remain. Learn, too, that wisdom’s rod is given For faith to kiss, and know; That greetings glorious from high heaven, Whence joys supernal flow, Come from that Love, divinely near, Which chastens pride and earthborn fear. Through God, who gave that word of might Which swelled creation’s lay: “Let there be light, and there was light.” What chased the clouds away? ’Twas Love whose finger traced aloud A bow of promise on the cloud. Thou to whose power our hope we give, Free us from human strife. Fed by Thy love divine we live, For Love alone is life; And life most sweet, as heart to heart Speaks kindly when we meet and part.

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Psalms 37:5

• [Psa 37:5] Commit Thou All Thy Griefs

  Commit thou all thy griefs And ways into His hands, To His sure truth and tender care, Who heaven and earth commands. Who points the clouds their course, Whom winds and seas obey, He shall direct thy wandering feet, He shall prepare thy way. Thou on the Lord rely, So safe shalt thou go on; Fix on His work thy steadfast eye So shall thy work be done. No profit canst thou gain By self consuming care; To Him commend thy cause, His ear Attends the softest prayer. Thy everlasting truth, Father, Thy ceaseless love, Sees all Thy children’s wants, and knows What best for each will prove. Thou everywhere hast sway, And all things serve Thy might; Thy every act pure blessing is, Thy path unsullied light. When Thou arisest, Lord, What shall Thy work withstand? Whate’er Thy children want, Thou giv’st; And who shall stay Thy hand?

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• [Psa 37:5] Commit Whatever Grieves Thee

  Commit whatever grieves thee Into the gracious hands Of Him Who never leaves thee, Who Heav’n and earth commands. Who points the clouds their courses, Whom winds and waves obey, He will direct thy footsteps And find for thee a way. On Him place Thy reliance If thou wouldst be secure; His work thou must consider If thine is to endure. By anxious sighs and grieving And self tormenting care God is not moved to giving; All must be gained by prayer. Thy truth and grace, O Father, Most surely surely see and know Both what is good and evil For mortal man below. According to Thy counsel Thou wilt Thy work pursue; And what Thy wisdom chooseth Thy might will always do. Thy hand is never shortened, All things must serve Thy might; Thine every act is blessing, Thy path is purest light. Thy work no man can hinder, Thy purpose none can stay, Since Thou to bless Thy children Wilt always find a way. Though all the powers of evil The will of God oppose, His purpose will not falter, His pleasure onward goes. Whate’er God’s will resolveth, Whatever He intends, Will always be accomplished True to His aims and ends. Then hope, my feeble spirit, And be thou undismayed; God helps in every trial And makes thee unafraid. Await His time with patience, Then shall thine eyes behold The sun of joy and gladness His brightest beams unfold. Arise, my soul, and banish Thy anguish and thy care. Away with thoughts that sadden And heart and mind ensnare! Thou art not lord and master Of thine own destiny; Enthroned in highest Heaven, God rules in equity. Leave all to His direction; In wisdom He doth reign, And in a way most wondrous His course He will maintain. Soon He, His promise keeping, With wonder-working skill Shall put away the sorrows That now thy spirit fill. A while His consolation He may to thee deny, And seem as though in trial He far from thee would fly; A while distress and anguish May compass thee around, Nor to thy supplication An answering voice be found. But if thou perseverest, Thou shalt deliverance find. Behold, all unexpected He will thy soul unbind And from the heavy burden Thy heart will soon set free; And thou wilt see the blessing He had in mind for thee. O faithful child of Heaven, How blessèd shalt thou be! With songs of glad thanksgiving A crown awaiteth thee. Into thy hand thy Maker Will give the victor’s palm, And thou to thy Deliverer Shalt sing a joyous psalm Give, Lord, this consummation To all our heart’s distress; Our hands, our feet, e’er strengthen, In death our spirits bless. Thy truth and thy protection Grant evermore, we pray, And in celestial glory Shall end our destined way.

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Psalms 45:6

• [Psa 45:6] Now Be My Heart Inspired To Sing

  Now be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Savior King, Jesus the Lord; how heav’nly fair His form! how bright His beauties are! O’er all the sons of human race He shines with a superior grace; Love from His lips divinely flows, And blessings all His state compose. Dress Thee in arms, most mighty Lord, Gird on the terror of Thy sword, In majesty and glory ride, With truth and meekness at Thy side. Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart; Or words of mercy, kind and sweet, Shall melt the rebels at Thy feet. Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, Grace is the scepter in Thy hands; Thy laws and works are just and right, Justice and grace are Thy delight. God, Thine own God, has richly shed His oil of gladness on Thy head, And with His sacred Spirit blest His firstborn Son above the rest.

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Psalms 48:9

• [Psa 48:9] O How The Thought Of God Attracts

  O how the thought of God attracts And draws the heart from earth And sickens it of passing shows And dissipating mirth! ’Tis not enough to save our souls, To shun th’eternal fires; The thought of God will rouse the heart To more sublime desires. God only is the creature’s home, Though rough and strait the road; Yet nothing less can satisfy The love that longs for God. O utter but the Name of God, Down in your heart of hearts, And see from the world at once All tempting light depart! A trusting heart, a yearning eye, Can win their way above, If mountains can be moved by faith, Is there less power in love?

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• [Psa 48:9] Within Thy Temple, Lord

  Within Thy temple, Lord, We on Thy mercies dwell; Far as Thy Name is known, There doth Thy praise excel: Thy praises sound through every land, And right Thy scepter shall command. Let Zion’s mount rejoice, Let Judah’s daughters praise The Lord with cheerful voice, For judgment He displays; Go round the walls on Zion’s mount, Go round her splendors to recount. The towers of Zion tell, Her palaces survey, Mark all her bulwarks well, And to your children say: This God forever shall abide, E’en unto death, our God and Guide.

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Psalms 57:10

• [Psa 57:10] In Boundless Mercy

  In boundless mercy, gracious Lord, appear, Darkness dispel, the humble mourner cheer; Vain thoughts remove, melt down the flinty heart, Draw every soul to choose the better part. Thy presence fills the universal space, Thy grace appears to all the human race, Oh! visit us with light and life divine, Fill every soul, for every soul is Thine. Thou, blessèd Jesus, art my Lord, my Love: Thou art my King: from Thee I would not move, Hence earthly charms, far, far, from me depart, Nor seek to draw from my dear Lord my heart. That uncreated beauty, which has gained My ravished heart, has all my glory stained: Thy loveliness my soul has prepossessed, And left no room for any other guest.

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Psalms 65:6

• [Psa 65:6] Thy Might Sets Fast The Mountains

  Thy might sets fast the mountains; strength girds Thee evermore To calm the raging peoples and still the ocean’s roar. Thy majesty and greatness are through all lands confessed, And joy on earth Thou sendest afar, from east to west. To bless the earth Thou sendest from Thy abundant store The waters of the springtime, enriching it once more. The seed by Thee provided is sown over hill and plain, And Thou with gentle showers dost bless the springing grain. The year with good Thou crownest, the earth Thy mercy fills, The wilderness is fruitful, and joyful are the hills; With corn the vales are covered, the flocks in pastures graze; All nature joins in singing a joyful song of praise.

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Psalms 65:11

• [Psa 65:11] Break, Newborn Year

  Break, newborn year, on glad eyes break, Melodious voices move; On, rolling time; thou canst not make The Father cease to love. The parted year had wingèd feet; The Savior still doth stay; The new year comes; but Spirit sweet, Thou goest not away. Our hearts in tears may oft run o’er; But Lord, Thy smile still beams; Our sins are swelling evermore, But pardoning grace still streams. Lord, from this year more service win, More glory, more delight: O make its hours less sad with sin, Its days with Thee more bright. Then we may bless its precious things If earthly cheer should come, Or gladsome mount on angel wings If Thou wouldst take us home. O golden then the hours must be; The year must needs be sweet; Yes, Lord, with happy melody Thine opening grace we greet.

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• [Psa 65:11] Eternal Source Of Every Joy

  Eternal source of every joy, Well may Thy praise our lips employ, While in Thy temple we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year. Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole: The sun is taught by Thee to rise, And darkness when to veil the skies. The flowery spring, at Thy command, Perfumes the air and paints the land; The summer days with vigor shine, To raise the corn and cheer the vine. Thy hand in autumn richly pours Through all our coasts redundant stores; And winters, softened by Thy care, No more a face of horror wear. Seasons and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise; Still be the cheerful homage paid, With opening light and evening shade. Here in Thy house shall incense rise, And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes, Still we will make Thy mercies known Around Thy board, around our own. O may our more harmonious tongue In worlds unknown pursue the song; And in those brighter courts adore, Where days and years revolve no more!

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• [Psa 65:11] Our Festive Song

  We welcome with delight Another happy day, Our hearts like merry bells Ring out the silver lay; We catch the rosy beams Reflected from the eye Of Him Whose wonders fill the earth, Whose glory fills the sky. Refrain Another year has gone, Another year begun; To our Redeemer glory be For all His love for me. We thank His holy Name For all His tender care, We praise Him for the Sunday School, And faithful teachers there. Cold winter flies away, The blushing, fairy spring Comes tripping o’er the lees, While birds are on the wing; And now, a merry throng, We come as glad as they; Our banners waving in the air, We hail our festive day. Refrain The straight and narrow path O may we early find, And try to serve the Lord With heart, and soul, and mind; O what a happy day, And one that ne’er shall end, In that bright world where angels sing, We all with Him may spend! Refrain

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Psalms 85:7

• [Psa 85:7] Jesu, Show Us Thy Salvation

  Jesu, show us Thy salvation, In Thy strength we strive with Thee, By Thy mystic incarnation, By Thy pure nativity; Save us Thou, our New-Creator, Into all our souls impart, Thy divine, unsinning nature, Form Thyself within our heart. By Thy first blood-shedding heal us; Cut us off from every sin, By Thy circumcision seal us, Write Thy law of love within; By Thy Spirit circumcise us, Kindle in our hearts a flame; By Thy baptism baptize us Into Thy all glorious Name. By Thy fasting and temptation Mortify our vain desires, Take away what sense, or passion, Appetite, or flesh requires: Arm us with Thy self denial, Every tempted soul defend, Save us in the fiery trial, Make us faithful to the end. By Thy sorer sufferings save us, Save us when conformed to Thee, By Thy miseries receive us, By Thy painful agony; When beneath Thy frown we languish, When we feel Thine anger’s weight, Save us by Thine unknown anguish, Save us by Thy bloody sweat. By that highest point of passion, By Thy sufferings on the tree, Save us from the indignation Due to all mankind, and me; Hanging, bleeding, panting, dying, Gasping out Thy latest breath, By Thy precious death’s applying Save us from eternal death. From the world of care release us, By Thy decent burial save, Crucified with Thee, O Jesus, Hide us in Thy quiet grave: By Thy power divinely glorious, By Thy resurrection’s power Raise us up, o’er sin victorious, Raise us up to fall no more. By the pomp of Thine ascending, Live we here to Heaven restored, Live in pleasures never ending, Share the portion of our Lord: Let us have our conversation With the blessed spirits above, Saved with all Thy great salvation, Perfectly renewed in love. Glorious Head, triumphant Savior, High enthroned above all height, We have now through Thee found favor, Righteous in Thy Father’s sight: Hears He not Thy prayer unceasing? Can He turn away Thy face: Send us down the purchased blessing, Fulness of the Gospel-Grace. By the coming of Thy Spirit, As a mighty rushing wind, Save us into all Thy merit, Into all Thy sinless mind; Let the perfect gift be given, Let Thy will in us be seen, Done on earth as ’tis in Heaven, Lord, Thy spirit cries Amen!

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Psalms 89:14

• [Psa 89:14] Almighty God, Thy Lofty Throne

  Almighty God, Thy lofty throne Has justice for its cornerstone, And shining bright before Thy face Are truth and love and boundless grace. With blessing is the nation crowned Whose people know the joyful sound; They in the light, O Lord, shall live, The light Thy face and favor give. Thy Name with gladness they confess, Exalted in Thy righteousness; Their fame and might to Thee belong, For in Thy favor they are strong. All glory unto God we yield, Jehovah is our Help and Shield; All praise and honor will we bring To Israel’s Holy One, our King.

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• [Psa 89:14] Trembling Before Thine Awful Throne

  Trembling before Thine awful throne, O Lord, in dust my sins I own; Justice and mercy for my life Contend; O smile, and heal the strife. The Savior smiles; upon my soul New tides of hope tumultuous roll; His voice proclaims my pardon found, Seraphic transport wings the sound. Earth has a joy unknown to Heaven, The newborn peace of sins forgiven; Tears of such pure and deep delight, Ye angels, never dimmed your sight. Ye saw, of old, on chaos rise The beauteous pillars of the skies; Ye know where Morn exulting springs, And Evening folds her drooping wings. Bright heralds of the eternal Will, Abroad His errands ye fulfill; Or, throned in floods of beamy day, Symphonious in His presence play. Loud is the song, the heavenly plain Is shaken with the choral strain; And dying echoes, floating far, Draw music from each chiming star. But I amid your choirs shall shine, And all your knowledge shall be mine: Ye on your harps must lean to hear A secret chord that mine will bear.

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Psalms 92:5

• [Psa 92:5] O Lord My God! How Great Art Thou!

  O Lord my God! how great art Thou! With honor and with glory crowned; Light’s dazzling splendors veil Thy brow, And gird the universe around. Spirits and angels Thou hast made; Thy ministers a flaming fire; By Thee were earth’s foundations laid; At Thy rebuke the floods retire. Thine are the fountains of the deep; By Thee their waters swell or fail; Up to the mountain’s summit creep, Or shrink beneath the lowly vale. Thy fingers mark their utmost found; That bound the waters may not pass; Their moisture swells the teeming ground, And paints the valleys o’er with grass. The waving harvest, Lord, is Thine; The vineyard, and the olive’s juice; Corn, wine, and oil, by Thee combine, Life, gladness, beauty, produce. The moon for seasons Thou hast made, The sun for change of day and night; Of darkness Thine the deepest shade, And Thine the day’s meridian light. O Lord, Thy works are all divine; In wisdom hast Thou made them all; Earth’s teeming multitudes are Thine; Thine—peopled ocean’s great and small. All these on Thee for life depend; Thy Spirit speaks, and they are born; They gather what Thy bounties send; Thy hand of plenty fills the horn. Thy face is hidden—they turn pale, With terror quake, with anguish burn; Their breath Thou givest to the gale; They die, and to their dust return. And Thou, my soul, with pure delight, Thy voice to bless thy Maker raise; His praise let morning sing to night, And night to morn repeat His praise.

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Psalms 103:3

• [Psa 103:3] Holy God, We Praise Thy Name

  Holy God, we praise Thy Name; Lord of all, we bow before Thee! All on earth Thy scepter claim, All in Heaven above adore Thee; Infinite Thy vast domain, Everlasting is Thy reign. Hark! the loud celestial hymn Angel choirs above are raising, Cherubim and seraphim, In unceasing chorus praising; Fill the heavens with sweet accord: Holy, holy, holy, Lord. Lo! the apostolic train Join the sacred Name to hallow; Prophets swell the loud refrain, And the white robed martyrs follow; And from morn to set of sun, Through the Church the song goes on. Holy Father, Holy Son, Holy Spirit, Three we name Thee; While in essence only One, Undivided God we claim Thee; And adoring bend the knee, While we own the mystery. Thou art King of glory, Christ: Son of God, yet born of Mary; For us sinners sacrificed, And to death a tributary: First to break the bars of death, Thou has opened Heaven to faith. From Thy high celestial home, Judge of all, again returning, We believe that Thou shalt come In the dreaded doomsday morning; When Thy voice shall shake the earth, And the startled dead come forth. Therefore do we pray Thee, Lord: Help Thy servants whom, redeeming By Thy precious blood out-poured, Thou hast saved from Satan’s scheming. Give to them eternal rest In the glory of the blest. Spare Thy people, Lord, we pray, By a thousand snares surrounded: Keep us without sin today, Never let us be confounded. Lo, I put my trust in Thee; Never, Lord, abandon me.

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Psalms 108:4

• [Psa 108:4] Thou Hidden Love Of God

  Thou hidden Love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed no one knows, I see from far Thy beauteous light, And inly sigh for Thy repose; My heart is pained, nor can it be At rest, till it finds rest in Thee. Thy secret voice invites me still The sweetness of Thy yoke to prove; And fain I would; but though my will Seems fixed, yet wide my passions rove; Yet hindrances strew all the way; I aim at Thee, yet from Thee stray. ’Tis mercy all that Thou has brought My mind to seek its peace in Thee; Yet while I seek, but find Thee not, No peace my wandering soul shall see. O when shall all my wanderings end, And all my steps to Theeward tend? Is there a thing beneath the sun That strives with Thee my heart to share? Ah, tear it thence and reign alone, The Lord of every motion there; Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it hath found repose in Thee. O hide this self from me, that I No more, but Christ in me, may live! My vile affections crucify, Nor let one darling lust survive In all things nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek, but Thee! O Love, Thy sovereign aid impart To save me from low thoughted care; Chase this self will from all my heart, From all its hidden mazes there; Make me Thy duteous child that I Ceaseless may “Abba, Father” cry. Ah no! ne’er will I backward turn: Thine wholly, Thine alone I am! Thrice happy he who views with scorn Earth’s toys, for Thee his constant Flame; O help that I may never move From the blest footsteps of Thy love! Each moment draw from earth away My heart that lowly waits Thy call; Speak to my inmost soul and say, “I am thy love, thy God, thy all!” To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice, To taste Thy love, be all my choice.

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Psalms 119:15-17

• [Psa 119:16] A Glory Gilds The Sacred Page

  A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun; It gives a light to every age; It gives, but borrows none. The Spirit breathes upon the Word And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light. The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat; His truths upon the nations rise; They rise, but never set. Let everlasting thanks be Thine For such a bright display. As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of Him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above.

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• [Psa 119:16] Upon The Gospel’s Sacred Page

  Upon the Gospel’s sacred page The gathered beams of ages shine; And, as it hastens, every age But makes its brightness more divine. On mightier wing, in loftier flight, From year to year does knowledge soar; And, as it soars, the Gospel light Becomes effulgent more and more. More glorious still, as centuries roll, New regions blest, new powers unfurled, Expanding with the expanding soul, Its radiance shall o’er flow the world. Flow to restore, but not destroy, As when the cloudless lamp of day Pours out its floods of light and joy, And sweeps the lingering mists away.

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• [Psa 119:16] We Love The Good Old Bible

  We love the good old Bible, The glorious Word of God, The lamp for those who travel O’er all life’s dreary road. The watchword in life’s battle, The chart on life’s dark sea; The beautiful, dear Bible, It shall our teacher be. Who would not love the Bible, So beautiful and wise? Its teachings charm the simple, And point us to the skies. Its stories all so mighty Of men so brave to see; The beautiful, dear Bible, It shall our teacher be. But most we love the Bible, For there we children learn How Christ for us became a child, Our hearts to Him to turn; And how He bowed to sorrow, That we His face might see, The Bible, O the Bible, It shall our teacher be. Then we will hold the Bible, The glorious book of God; We’ll ne’er forsake the Bible Through all life’s future road. And when we lie adying, Wherever that may be, The beautiful, dear Bible, Shall still our solace be.

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• [Psa 119:17] Thy Servant, Blessed By Thee

  Thy servant, blessed by Thee, shall live And keep Thy Word with awe; Lord open Thou mine eyes to see The wonders of Thy law. A pilgrim in the earth am I, Thy will to me reveal; To know Thy truth my spirit yearns, Consumed with ardent zeal. Thou dost rebuke the proud, O Lord, Who hate Thy holy Name; But since I keep Thy righteous law, Deliver me from shame. I on Thy statutes meditate, Though evil men deride; Thy faithful Word is my delight, My counselor and guide.

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Psalms 119:27

• [Psa 119:27] How Wondrous And Great Thy Works

  How wondrous and great Thy works, God of praise! How just, King of saints, And true are Thy ways! O who shall not fear Thee, And honor Thy Name? Thou only art holy, Thou only supreme. To nations long dark Thy light shall be shown; Their worship and vows Shall come to Thy throne: Thy truth and Thy judgments Shall spread all abroad, Till earth’s every people Confess Thee their God.
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Psalms 119:40-41

• [Psa 119:41] Let Everlasting Glories Crown

  Let everlasting glories crown Thy head, my Savior and my Lord; Thy hands have brought salvation down, And writ the blessings in Thy Word. What if we trace the globe around, And search from Britain to Japan, There shall be no religion found So just to God, so safe for man. In vain the trembling conscience seeks Some solid ground to rest upon; With long despair the spirit breaks, Till we apply to Christ alone. How well Thy blessèd truths agree! How wise and holy Thy commands! Thy promises, how firm they be! How firm our hope and comfort stands. Not the feigned fields of heath’nish bliss Could raise such pleasures in the mind; Nor does the Turkish paradise Pretend to joys so well refined. Should all the forms that men devise Assault my faith with treach’rous art, I’d call them vanity and lies, And bind the Gospel to my heart.

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• [Psa 119:41] Thy Promised Mercies Send To Me

  Thy promised mercies send to me, Thy great salvation, Lord; So shall I answer those who scoff: My trust is Thy Word. My hope is in Thy judgment, Lord; Take not Thy truth from me; And in Thy law forevermore My daily walk shall be. And I will walk at liberty Because Thy truth I seek; Thy truth before the kings of earth With boldness I will speak. The Lord’s commands, which I have loved, Shall still new joy impart; With reverence I will hear Thy laws And keep them in my heart.

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Psalms 119:49

• [Psa 119:49] Lord, Thy Word To Me Remember

  Lord, Thy Word to me remember, Thou hast made me hope in Thee; This my comfort in affliction, That Thy Word has quickened me. Mocked by those who are unrighteous, Still to Thy commands I cleave; Thinking on Thy former judgments, Help and comfort I receive. Wicked men, Thy law forsaking, Stirred my indignation strong; For in all my pilgrim journey Thy commandments are my song. Thou hast been my meditation And Thy law has been my guide; I have kept Thy righteous precepts, And have found them true and tried.

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Psalms 119:81

• [Psa 119:81] My Soul For Thy Salvation Faints

  My soul for Thy salvation faints, But still I hope in Thee; I long to see Thy promised help, When Thou shalt comfort me. Thy statutes I do not forget, Though wasting grief I know; Thy servant’s days are few, O Lord: When wilt Thou judge my foe? The proud, disdainful of Thy law, Entrap me wrongfully; O Thou, whose law is just and true, Help and deliver me. Almost consumed, yet from Thy law I have not turned away; In lovingkindness give me strength, That I may still obey.

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Psalms 119:172-174

• [Psa 119:174] How I Love Thy Law, O Lord

  How I love Thy law, O Lord! Daily joy its truths afford; In its constant light I go, Wise to conquer every foe. Thy commandments in my heart, Truest wisdom can impart; To my eyes Thy precepts show Wisdom more than sages know. While my heart Thy Word obeys, I am kept from evil ways; From Thy law, with Thee to guide, I have never turned aside. Sweeter are Thy words to me Than all other good can be; Safe I walk, Thy truth my light, Hating falsehood, loving right.

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Psalms 121:3

• [Psa 121:3] Jehovah, God, Thy Gracious Power

  Jehovah, God, Thy gracious power, On every hand we see; Oh, may the blessings of each hour Lead all our thoughts to Thee. Thy power is in the ocean deeps, And reaches to the skies; Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, Thy goodness never dies. From morn till noon, till latest eve, Thy hand, O God, we see; And all the blessings we receive, Proceed alone from Thee. In all the varying scenes of time, On Thee our hopes depend; Through every age, in every clime, Our Father, and our Friend.

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• [Psa 121:3] There Is An Eye That Never Sleeps

  There is an eye that never sleeps Beneath the wing of night; There is an ear that never shuts When sink the beams of light. There is an arm that never tires When human strength gives way; There is a love that never fails When earthly loves decay. That eye is fixed on seraph throngs; That arm upholds the sky; That ear is filled with angel songs; That love is throned on high. But there’s a power which man can wield When mortal aid is vain, That eye, that arm, that love to reach, That listening ear to gain. That power is prayer, which soars on high, Through Jesus, to the throne, And moves the hand which moves the world, To bring salvation down.

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Psalms 121:5

• [Psa 121:5] Keep Thou My Way

  Keep Thou my way, O Lord, be Thou ever nigh; Strong is Thy mighty arm, weak and frail am I; Then, my unchanging Friend, on Thee, my hopes depend, Till life’s brief day shall end, be Thou ever nigh. Keep Thou my heart, O Lord, ever close to Thee; Safe in Thine arms of love, shall my refuge be; Then, over a tranquil tide, my bark shall safely glide; I shall be satisfied, ever close to Thee. Keep Thou my all, O Lord, hide my life in Thine; O let Thy sacred light over my pathway shine; Kept by Thy tender care, gladly the cross I’ll bear; Hear Thou and grant my prayer, hide my life in Thine.

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Psalms 132:8-10

• [Psa 132:8] Arise, O Lord, Our God, Arise

  Arise, O Lord, our God, arise And enter now into Thy rest; O let this house be Thine abode, Forever with Thy presence blest. Thy gracious cov’nant, Lord, fulfill, Turn not away from us Thy face; Establish Thou Messiah’s throne And let Him reign within this place. Thy Zion Thou hast chosen, Lord, And Thou hast said, I love her well, This is My constant resting place, And here will I delight to dwell. I will abundantly provide For Zion’s good, the Lord hath said; I will supply her daily need And satisfy her poor with bread.

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• [Psa 132:9] Come, Shout Aloud The Father’s Grace

  Come, shout aloud the Father’s grace, And sing the Savior’s love; Soon shall you join the glorious theme, In loftier strains above. God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends; Calls you His treasure and His joy, His children and His friends. My Father, God! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear? Not thus could Heaven’s sweet harmony Delight my listening ear. Thanks to my God for every gift His bounteous hands bestow; And thanks eternal for that love Whence all those comforts flow.

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• [Psa 132:9] Lord, Pour Thy Spirit From On High

  Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high, And Thine ordainèd servants bless; Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. Within Thy temple when they stand, To teach the truth as taught by Thee, Savior, like stars in Thy right hand, Let all Thy Church’s pastors be. Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, Firmness with meekness, from above, To hear Thy people in their heart, And love the souls whom Thou dost love. To watch, and pray, and never faint, By day and night their guard to keep, To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, To feed Thy lambs, and tend Thy sheep. So, when their work is finished here, May they in hope their charge resign; So, when their Master shall appear, May they with crowns of glory shine.

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Psalms 139:7

• [Psa 139:7] In All My Vast Concerns With Thee

  In all my vast concerns with Thee, In vain my soul would try To shun Thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of Thine eye. Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they’re formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word He knows the sense I mean. O wondrous knowledge, deep and high! Where can a creature hide? Within Thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. So let Thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet Thy dreadful fire, In Heav’n Thy glorious throne. Should I suppress my vital breath To ’scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. If winged with beams of morning light I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. If o’er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard Thy law Would turn the shades to light. The beams of moon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to Thee: O may I ne’er provoke that power From which I cannot flee.

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Psalms 139:10

• [Psa 139:10] Great God, We Sing Your Mighty Hand

  Great God, we sing Your mighty hand By which supported still we stand; The opening year Your mercy shows, That mercy crowns it ’til its close. By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still are we guarded by our God, By His incessant bounty fed, By His unerring counsel led. With grateful hearts the past we own; The future, all to us unknown, We to Thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before Thy feet. In scenes exalted or depressed, You are our joy, and You our rest; Your goodness all our hopes shall raise, Adored through all our changing days. When death shall interrupt our songs And seal in silence mortal tongues, In fairer realms, O God, shall we Your praises sing eternally.

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Psalms 145:4-7

• [Psa 145:5] Glorious Majesty

  Glorious Majesty, before Thee We bow to worship and adore Thee; With grateful hearts to Thee we sing, Earth and heaven tell the story Of Thine eternal might and glory, And all Thy works their incense bring. Lo, hosts of cherubim and countless seraphim Sing hosanna, holy is God Almighty God, all merciful and all wise God! God of light, exalted, holy! Thy tender care protects the lowly, Nor leaves Thy children to their fate. Gracious art Thou, God our Father, Thy chosen people Thou dost gather, Within Thine arms compassionate, Thou gavest us Thy Son, through whom Thy grace is won, And Thy Spirit dwelleth within to cleanse from sin Whom Thine own Son hath died to win. Bless and keep, O Lord, Thy creatures, Reveal to us Thy gracious features, O turn to us Thy face with peace Here our songs we humbly tender, Til glorified our tongues shall render To Thee our praise without surcease, Where hosts of cherubim and countless seraphim Sing holy is God, almighty God, All merciful and all wise God!

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• [Psa 145:7] Sweet Is The Memory Of Thy Grace

  Sweet is the memory of Thy grace, My God, my heav’nly King; Let age to age Thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. God reigns on high, but not confines His goodness to the skies; Through the whole earth His bounty shines, And every want supplies. With longing eyes Thy creatures wait On Thee for daily food; Thy liberal hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. How kind are Thy compassions, Lord! How slow Thine anger moves! But soon He sends His pardoning word To cheer the souls He loves. Creatures with all their endless race Thy power and praise proclaim; But saints that taste Thy richer grace Delight to bless Thy Name.

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Psalms 145:11-13

• [Psa 145:12] Ye Sons Of Men, With Joy Record

  Ye sons of men, with joy record The various wonders of the Lord; And let His power and goodness sound Through all your tribes the earth around. Let the high heavens your songs invite; Those spacious fields of brilliant light, Where sun and moon and planets roll, And stars that glow from pole to pole. See earth in verdant robes arrayed, Its herbs and flowers, its fruit and shade; View the broad sea’s majestic plains, And think how wide its Maker reigns. But O that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns Incarnate Love! God’s only Son in flesh arrayed, For man a bleeding Victim made. Thither, my soul, with rapture soar: There in the land of praise adore: This theme demands an angel’s lay, Demands an undeclining day.

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