Psalms 141:2

• [Psa 141:2] Holy Air Is Breathing Round, A

  A holy air is breathing round, A fragrance from above; Be every soul from sense unbound, Be every spirit love. O God, unite us heart to heart, In sympathy divine, That we be never drawn apart, To love not Thee nor Thine. But by the cross of Jesus taught, And all His gracious word, Be nearer to each other brought, And nearer Thee, O Lord.
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• [Psa 141:2] Lord, In Thy Sight, O Let My Prayer

  Lord, in Thy sight, O let my prayer Like morning incense rise; My lifted hands accepted be An evening sacrifice. From hasty language curb my tongue, And let a constant guard Still keep the portal of my lips With wary silence barred. From wicked men’s designs and deeds My heart and hands restrain; Nor let me share their evil works, Or their unrighteous gain. Let upright men reprove my faults, And I shall think them kind; Like healing oil upon my head I their reproof shall find.

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• [Psa 141:2] Precious Moments

  O the precious, precious moments That we spend before the throne, And to Jesus, our Redeemer, Make our wants and wishes known. Refrain O the peace that like a river From the mount of blessing flows; How it calms the weary spirit To a gentle, soft repose! O the precious, precious moments, When a loving voice we hear, In a whisper, low and tender, Breathing words of happy cheer. Refrain O the precious, precious moments, When the eye of faith shall see Visions of eternal glory, Endless raptures yet to be. Refrain There’s a balm for every trial, And a rest from every care, There’s a joy for every sorrow, At the golden gate of prayer. Refrain

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