Psalms 15:1
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[Psa 15:1] Lord, Who Shall Come To Thee
Lord, who shall come to Thee,
And stand before Thy face?
Who shall abide, a welcome guest,
Within Thy holy place?The man of upright life,
Sincere in word and deed,
Who slanders neither friend nor foe,
Nor idle tales will heed.Who honors godly men,
But scorns the false and vile,
Who keeps his promised word to all,
Though loss be his the while.Who loves not usury,
Nor takes a base reward;
Unmoved forever he shall be,
And stand before the Lord.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 15:1] Who, O Lord, With Thee Abiding
Who, O Lord, with Thee abiding,
In Thy House shall be Thy guest?
Who, his feet to Zion turning,
In Thy holy hill shall rest?
He that ever walks uprightly,
Does the right without a fear,
When he speaks, he speaks not lightly,
But with truth and love sincere.He that slanders not his brother,
Does not evil to a friend;
To reproaches of another
He refuses to attend.
Wicked men win not his favor,
But the good who fear the Lord;
From his vow he will not waver,
Though it bring him sad reward.Freely to the needy lending,
No excess he asks again;
And the innocent befriending,
He desires not praise of men.
Doing this, and evil spurning,
He shall nevermore be moved;
This the man with Thee sojourning,
This the man by Thee approved.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 15:1] Who Shall Ascend Thy Heav’nly Place?
Who shall ascend Thy heav’nly place,
Great God, and dwell before Thy face?
The man that minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below.Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean,
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean;
No slanders dwell upon his tongue;
He hates to do his neighbor wrong.Scarce will he trust an ill report,
Nor vents it to his neighbor’s hurt:
Sinners of state he can despise,
But saints are honored in his eyes.Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good;
Nor dares to change the thing he swears,
Whatever pain or loss he bears.He never deals in bribing gold,
And mourns that justice should be sold;
While others gripe and grind the poor,
Sweet charity attends his door.He loves his enemies, and prays
For those that curse him to his face
And doth to all men still the same
That he would hope or wish from them.Yet, when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone:
This is the man Thy face shall see,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with Thee.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 15:1] Who Shall Inhabit In Thy Hill?
Who shall inhabit in Thy hill,
O God of holiness?
Whom will the Lord admit to dwell
So near His throne of grace?The man that walks in pious ways,
And works with righteous hands;
That trusts his Maker’s promises,
And follows His commands.He speaks the meaning of his heart,
Nor slanders with his tongue;
Will scarce believe an ill report,
Nor do his neighbor wrong.The wealthy sinner he contemns,
Loves all that fear the Lord;
And though to his own hurt he swears,
Still he performs his word.His hands disdain a golden bribe,
And never gripe the poor:
This man shall dwell with God on earth,
And find his Heav’n secure.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 15:1] Why Doth The Lord Stand Off So Far?
Why doth the Lord stand off so far?
And why conceal His face,
When great calamities appear,
And times of deep distress?Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and Thy power?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still Thy saints devour?They put Thy judgments from their sight,
And then insult the poor;
They boast in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.Arise, O God, lift up Thine hand,
Attend our humble cry;
No enemy shall dare to stand
When God ascends on high.Why do the men of malice rage,
And say, with foolish pride,
“The God of Heav’n will ne’er engage
To fight on Zion’s side?”But Thou forever art our Lord;
And powerful is Thine hand,
As when the heathens felt Thy sword,
And perished from Thy land.Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And cause Thine ear to hear;
He hearkens what His children say,
And puts the world in fear.Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just;
And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 18:50--19:1
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[Psa 19:1] All Nature’s Works His Praise Declare
All nature’s works His praise declare, to Whom they all belong;
There is a voice in every star, in every breeze a song.
Sweet music fills the world abroad with strains of love and power;
The stormy sea sings praise to God, the thunder and the shower.To God the tribes of ocean cry, and birds upon the wing;
To God the powers that dwell on high their tuneful tribute bring.
Like them, let us the throne surround, with them loud chorus raise,
While instruments of loftier sound assist our feeble praise.Great God, to Thee we consecrate our voices and our skill;
We bid the pealing organ wait to speak alone Thy will.
Lord, while the music round us floats may earth born passions die;
O grant its rich and swelling notes may lift our souls on high!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] All Things Praise Thee
All things praise Thee, Lord most high,
Heav’n and earth and sea and sky,
All were for Thy glory made,
That Thy greatness thus displayed
Should all worship bring to Thee;
All things praise Thee—Lord, may we!All things praise Thee—night to night
Sings in silent hymns of light;
All things praise Thee—day to day
Chants Thy power in burning ray;
Time and space are praising Thee,
All things praise Thee—Lord, may we!All things praise Thee—high and low,
Rain and dew and sparkling snow,
Crimson sunset, fleecy cloud,
Rippling stream, and tempest loud;
Summer, winter, all to Thee
Glory render—Lord, may we!All things praise Thee—Heav’n’s high shrine
Rings with melody divine;
Lowly bending at Thy feet,
Seraph and archangel meet;
This their highest bliss, to be
Ever praising—Lord, may we!All things praise Thee—gracious Lord,
Great Creator, powerful Word,
Omnipresent Spirit, now
At Thy feet we humbly bow;
Lift our hearts in praise to Thee;
All things praise Thee—Lord, may we!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Angels Holy, High And Lowly
Angels holy, high and lowly,
Sing the praises of the Lord!
Earth and sky, all living nature,
Man the stamp of thy Creator,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!Sun and moon bright, night and moonlight,
Starry temples azure-floored,
Cloud and rain, and wild winds’ madness,
Sons of God that shout for gladness,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!Ocean hoary, tell His glory,
Cliffs, where tumbling seas have roared,
Pulse of waters, blithely beating,
Wave advancing, wave retreating,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!Rock and highland, wood and island,
Crag where eagle’s pride hath soared;
Mighty mountains, purple breasted,
Peaks cloud-cleaving, snowy crested,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!Rolling river, praise Him ever,
From the mountain’s deep vein poured;
Silver fountain, clearly gushing,
Troubled torrent, madly rushing,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!Praise Him ever, bounteous Giver!
Praise Him, Father, Friend and Lord!
Each glad soul its free course winging,
Each blithe voice its free song singing,
Praise the great and mighty Lord!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Behold, The Lofty Sky
Behold, the lofty sky
Declares its Maker God.
And all His starry works on high
Proclaim His power abroad.The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same;
While night to day, and day to night,
Divinely teach His Name.In every different land,
Their general voice is known;
They show the wonders of His Hand,
And orders of His throne.Ye Christian hearts, rejoice,
[originally, Ye British lands, rejoice]
Here He reveals His Word;
We are not left to nature’s voice
To bid us know the Lord.His statutes and commands
Are set before our eyes;
He puts His Gospel in our hands,
Where our salvation lies.His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit,
His promises for ever sure
And His rewards are great.Not honey to the taste
Affords so much delight,
Nor gold that has the furnace passed
So much allures the sight.While of Thy works I sing,
Thy glory to proclaim,
Accept the praise, my God, my King
In my Redeemer’s Name.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Duteous Day Now Closeth, The
The duteous day now closeth,
Each flower and tree reposeth,
Shade creeps o’er wild and wood:
Let us, as night is falling,
On God our Maker calling,
Give thanks to Him, the Giver good.Now all the heav’nly splendor
Breaks forth in starlight tender
From myriad worlds unknown;
And man, the marvel seeing,
Forgets his selfish being,
For joy of beauty not his own.His care he drowneth yonder,
Lost in the abyss of wonder;
To Heav’n his soul doth steal:
This life he disesteemeth,
The day it is that dreameth,
That doth from truth his vision seal.Awhile his mortal blindness
May miss God’s lovingkindness,
And grope in faithless strife:
But when life’s day is over
Shall death’s fair night discover
The fields of everlasting life.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Father, How Wide Thy Glories Shine
Father, how wide Thy glories shine!
How high Thy wonders rise!
Known through the earth by thousand signs,
By thousand through the skies.Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power,
Their motions speak Thy skill,
And on the wings of every hour
We read Thy patience still.But when we view Thy strange design
To save rebellious worms,
Our souls are filled with awe divine
To see what God performs.Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe;
We love and we adore;
The first archangel never saw
So much of God before.Part of Thy Name divinely stands
On all Thy creatures writ;
They show the labor of Thy hands,
Or impress of Thy feet.When sinners break the Father’s laws,
The dying Son atones;
O the dear mysteries of His cross,
The triumph of his groans.Here the whole Deity is known,
Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone,
The justice, or the grace.Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heavenly plains;
Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel’s Name,
And try their choicest strains.O may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song!
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,
And love command my tongue.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] For The Deep Love That Kept Us
For the deep love that kept us through the night,
And gave our senses to sleep’s gentle sway;
For this new wonder of morning’s dawning light,
Flushing the east with prophecies of day,
We thank Thee, O our God.For the fresh life that through our being flows,
With its full tide to enrich and to bless;
For calm, sweet thoughts, upspringing from repose,
To bear to Thee our song of thankfulness,
We praise Thee, O our God.Day utters speech to day, and night to night
Tells of Thy glory and power. So would we
Thy children, duly, with morning’s golden light,
Or still at eve, upon the bended knee,
Adore Thee, O our God.Thou knowest our needs, Thy fullness will supply;
Our blindness, Thy hand will still lead us on;
Till we shall see the Dayspring from on high,
Our prayer, one only, “Let Thy will be done,”
We breathe to Thee, O God.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] God Is The Name My Soul Adores
God is the Name my soul adores,
The almighty Three, the eternal One;
Nature and grace, with all their powers,
Confess the Infinite Unknown.Thy voice produced the sea and spheres,
Bade the waves roar, the planets shine;
But nothing like Thyself appears
Through all these spacious works of Thine.Still restless nature dies and grows;
From change to change the creatures run:
Thy being no succession knows,
And all Thy vast designs are one.A glance of Thine runs through the globe,
Rules the bright worlds, and moves their frame;
Of light Thou form’st Thy dazzling robe;
Thy ministers are living flame.How shall polluted mortals dare
To sing Thy glory or Thy grace?
Beneath Thy feet we lie afar,
And see but shadows of Thy face.Who can behold the blazing light?
Who can approach the consuming flame?
None but Thy wisdom knows Thy might
None but Thy Word can speak Thy Name.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] God Of Nature And Of Grace, The
The God of nature and of grace
In all His works appears;
His goodness through the earth we trace,
His grandeur in the spheres.Behold this fair and fertile globe,
By Him in wisdom planned:
’Twas He Who girded, like a robe,
The ocean round the land.Lift to the firmament your eye;
Thither His path pursue;
His glory, boundless in the sky,
O’erwhelms the wondering view.He bows the heavens—the mountains stand
A highway for their God;
He walks amidst the desert land;
’Tis Eden where He trod.The forests in His strength rejoice;
Hark! on the evening breeze,
As once of old, the Lord God’s voice
Is heard among the trees.In every stream His bounty flows,
Diffusing joy and wealth;
In every breeze His Spirit blows,
The breath of life and health.His blessings fall in plenteous showers
Upon the lap of earth,
That teems with foliage, fruits and flowers,
And rings with infant mirth.If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful, beyond compare,
Will Paradise be found!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Great God, The Heav’ns’ Well Ordered Frame
Great God, the heav’ns’ well ordered frame
Declares the glories of Thy Name:
There Thy rich works of wonder shine;
A thousand starry beauties there
A thousand radiant marks appear
Of boundless power and skill divine.From night to day, from day to night,
The dawning and the dying light
Lectures of heav’nly wisdom read;
With silent eloquence they raise
Our thoughts to our Creator’s praise,
And neither sound nor language need.Yet their divine instructions run
Far as the journeys of the sun,
And every nation knows their voice:
The sun, like some young bridegroom dressed
Breaks from the chambers of the east,
Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice.Where’er he spreads his beams abroad
He smiles and speaks his Maker God;
All nature joins to show Thy praise:
Thus God in every creature shines;
Fair is the book of nature’s lines,
But fairer is Thy book of grace.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Heaven And Earth, And Sea And Air
Heaven and earth, and sea and air,
All their Maker’s praise declare;
Wake, my soul, awake and sing:
Now thy grateful praises bring.See the glorious orb of day
Breaking through the clouds his way;
Moon and stars with silvery light
Praise Him through the silent night.See how He hath everywhere
Made this earth so rich and fair;
Hill and vale and fruitful land,
All things living, show His hand.Lord, great wonders workest Thou!
To Thy sway all creatures bow;
Write Thou deeply in my heart
What I am, and what Thou art.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Heavens Declare Thy Glory, The (watts)
The heav’ns declare Thy glory, Lord,
In every star Thy wisdom shines
But when our eyes behold Thy Word,
We read Thy Name in fairer lines.The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days, Thy power confess
But the blest volume Thou hast writ
Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace.Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise
Round the whole earth, and never stand:
So when Thy truth begun its race,
It touched and glanced on every land.Nor shall Thy spreading Gospel rest
Till through the world Thy truth has run,
Till Christ has all the nations blest
That see the light or feel the sun.Great Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Bless the dark world with heav’nly light;
Thy Gospel makes the simple wise,
Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right.Thy noblest wonders here we view
In souls renewed and sins forgiv’n;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make Thy Word my guide to Heaven.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Heavens Declare Thy Glory, The (birks)
The heavens declare Thy glory,
The firmament Thy power;
Day unto day the story
Repeats from hour to hour;
Night unto night replying,
Proclaims in every land,
O Lord, with voice undying,
The wonders of Thy hand.The sun with royal splendor
Goes forth to chant Thy praise;
And moonbeams soft and tender
Their gentler anthem raise;
O’er every tribe and nation
That music strange is poured,
The song of all creation,
To Thee, creation’s Lord.How perfect, just, and holy
The precepts Thou hast given;
Still making wise the lowly,
They lift the thoughts to heaven;
How pure, how soul restoring
Thy Gospel’s heavenly ray,
A brighter radiance pouring
Than noon of brightest day.All heaven on high rejoices
To do its Maker’s will;
The stars with solemn voices
Resound Thy praises still;
So let my whole behavior,
Thoughts, words, and actions be,
O Lord, my Strength, my Savior,
One ceaseless song to Thee.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Heav’ns Resoundeth, The
The heav’ns resound with His praises eternal,
In might and glory they combine,
To tell His Name through earth and the oceans
That man may hear the word divine.
He holds all the suns in the blue vaulted heavens,
He plants His foot upon the world.
The myriad stars bow in willing subjection,
The universe His hand unfurled,
The universe His hand unfurled.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] How Marvelous God’s Greatness
How marvelous God’s greatness, how glorious His might!
To this the world bears witness in wonders day and night.
In form of flower and snowflake, in morn’s resplendent birth,
In afterglow at even, in sky and sea and earth.Each tiny floweret whispers the great life-giver’s Name;
The mighty mountain masses His majesty proclaim;
The hollow vales are hymning God’s shelter for His own;
The snow-capped peaks are pointing to God’s almighty throne.The ocean’s vast abysses in one grand psalm record
The deep mysterious counsels and mercies of the Lord;
The icy waves of winter are thundering on the strand,
E’en grief’s chill stream is guided by God’s all-gracious hand.The starry hosts are singing through all the light-strewn sky
Of God’s majestic temple and palace courts on high;
When in these outer chambers such glory gilds the night,
What the transcendent brightness of God’s eternal light!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Hymn To A Gracious Sovereign
O God the deep immutable, the changeless, wise and still,
You’re the absolute, eternal One; You wield the sovereign will.
Deep Heav’n itself and even time must bend beneath your sway.
With a whispered thought you banish night in a flash of blinding day.The seas are boundaried by your word; great mountains heed your call.
Majestic swirls of galaxies adorn your royal hall.
The centuries are lumps of clay shaped by your strength and skill.
You mold the long millennia to the dictates of your will.The boundless, black-robed skies proclaim your vast, astonishing might:
Their flaming jewels rejoice for you in silent shouts of light.
With sure and sovereign strokes your hands finger the cosmic strings,
And play celestial symphonies as all creation sings.And silent now, the angels stare; stunned seraphs blush, amazed;
Great Michael sheaths the sword that at the Gate of Eden blazed.
Mighty Gabriel sets his trump aside, and listens to his Lord,
As Love incomprehensible enfleshes the Living Word.Now space and time have cracked before the size of this event:
The Godhead shudders as the glorious Son to Hell is sent.
Though Very God of Very God, He counts it all but loss,
And comes and suffers as a man, from the manger to the Cross.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] In Righteous Glory Reigning
In righteous glory reigning, our God sits high enthroned,
His right and truth maintaining, His justice making known.
He stands above Time’s river, the worlds within His view,
His right hand will deliver to every man his due.Before His bar no pleading excuses any flaw;
But wickedness exceeding ignites the flames of Law.
’Mid Sinai’s sounding thunder the verdict has been read:
All men, in awestruck wonder, fall down before Him, dead.Such wrath, beyond all telling! Can it be turned aside?
Is there a strong, safe dwelling where Hell can be denied?
Can holy, perfect righteousness forgive and reconcile?
Can God, though angered, still bless the wicked and the vile?Yes, yes, my soul has found out! There is a mercy sure!
A sovereign grace to sound out—a love both true and pure!
The flesh of God is given to meet the Law’s demands,
And now I am forgiven, while Christ in Heaven stands!With that propitiation, God and His saints embrace!
That perfect expiation has saved His chosen race!
Now mercy kisses justice; now Truth and Love join hands,
Now Him in Whom our trust is: The Christ, our surety stands!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Nature With Open Volume Stands
Nature with open volume stands,
To spread her Maker’s praise abroad;
And every labor of His hands
Shows something worthy of a God.But in the grace that rescued man
His brightest form of glory shines;
Here, on the cross, ’tis fairest drawn,
In precious blood and crimson lines.Here His whole Name appears complete;
Nor wit can guess, nor reason prove,
Which of the letters best is writ,
The power, the wisdom, or the love.Here I behold His inmost heart,
Where grace and vengeance strangely join,
Piercing His Son with sharpest smart,
To make the purchased pleasure mine.O! the sweet wonders of that cross,
Where God the Savior loved and died
Her noblest life my spirit draws
From His dear wounds and bleeding side.I would forever speak His Name,
In sounds to mortal ears unknown;
With angels join to praise the Lamb,
And worship at His Father’s throne.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] O God, I Thank Thee For Each Sight
O God, I thank Thee for each sight
Of beauty that Thy hand doth give;
For sunny skies and air and light;
O God, I thank Thee that I live.That life I consecrate to Thee,
And ever as the day is born,
On wings of joy my soul would flee,
And thank Thee for another morn.Another day to which to cast
Some silent deed of love abroad,
That, greatening as it journeys past,
May do some earnest work for God.Another day to do, to dare,
To use anew my growing strength,
To arm my soul with faith and prayer,
And so reach heaven and Thee at last.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Sky Can Still Remember, The
The sky can still remember the earliest Christmas morn,
When in the cold December the Savior Christ was born.
No star unfolds its glory, no trumpet wind is blown,
But tells the Christmas story in music of its own.O never failing splendor! O never silent song!
Still keep the green earth tender, still keep the gray earth strong,
Still keep the brave earth dreaming of deeds that shall be done,
While children’s lives come streaming like sunbeams from the sun.O angels sweet and splendid, throng in our hearts and sing
The wonders which attended the coming of the King;
Till we too, boldly pressing where once the shepherds trod,
Climb Bethlehem’s Hill of Blessing, and find the Son of God.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] Spacious Firmament On High, The
The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame
Their great Original proclaim.
Th’unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator’s powers display,
And publishes to every land
The work of an Almighty Hand.Soon as the evening shades prevail
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth;
While all the stars that round her burn
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice nor sound
Amid the radiant orbs be found?
In reason’s ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
Forever singing as they shine,
“The hand that made us is divine.”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] There Is A Book That All May Read
There is a Book that all may read,
[or There is a Book, who runs may read,]
Which heav’nly truth imparts,
And all the lore its scholars need,
Pure eyes and Christian hearts.The works of God above, below,
Within us and around,
Are pages in that Book, to show
How God Himself is found.The glorious sky, embracing all,
Is like the Maker’s love,
Wherewith encompassed, great and small
In peace and order move.The moon above, the Church below,
A wondrous race they run;
But each their radiance, all their glow,
Each borrows of its Sun.The Savior lends the light and heat
That crown His holy hill;
The saints, like stars, around His seat
Perform their courses still.The saints above are stars in Heaven—
What are the saints on earth?
Like trees they stand whom God has given
Our Eden’s happy birth.Faith is their fixed, unswerving root,
Hope their unfading flower,
Fair deeds of charity their fruit,
The glory of their bower.The dew of Heav’n is like Thy grace,
It steals in silence down;
But where it lights, the favored place
By richest fruits is known.One Name, above all glorious names,
With its ten thousand tongues
The everlasting sea proclaims,
Echoing angelic songs.The raging fire, the roaring wind,
Thy boundless power display,
But in the gentler breeze we find
The Spirit’s viewless way.Two worlds are ours: ’tis only sin
Forbids us to descry
The mystic heaven and earth within,
Plain as the sea and sky.Thou, who hast giv’n me eyes to see,
And love this sight so fair,
Give me a heart to find out Thee,
And read Thee everywhere.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] There Seems A Voice In Every Gale
There seems a voice in every gale,
A tongue in every flower,
Which tells, O Lord, the wondrous tale
Of Thy almighty power.The birds, that rise on quivering wing,
Proclaim their Maker’s praise,
And all the mingling sounds of spring
To Thee an anthem raise.Shall I be mute, great God, alone
’Midst nature’s loud acclaim?
Shall not my heart, with answering tone,
Breathe forth Thy holy Name?All nature’s debt is small to mine;
Nature shall cease to be;
Thou gavest proof of love divine,
Immortal life to me.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 19:1] To God, The Universal King
To God, the universal King,
Let all mankind their tribute bring;
All that have breath! your voices raise,
In songs of never ending praise.The spacious earth on which we tread,
And wider heavens stretched o’er our head,
A large and solemn temple frame,
To celebrate its Builder’s fame.Here the bright sun, that rules the day,
As through the sky he makes his way,
To all the world proclaims aloud
The boundless sovereignty of God.When from his courts the sun retires,
And with the day his voice expires,
The moon and stars adopt the song,
And through the night the praise prolong.The listening earth with rapture hears
Th’harmonious music of the spheres;
And all her tribes the notes repeat,
That God is wise, and good and great.But man, endowed with nobler powers,
His God in nobler strains adores;
His is the gift to know the song,
As well as sing with tuneful tongue.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 26:1
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[Psa 26:1] Be Thou My Judge, O Righteous Lord
Be Thou my Judge, O righteous Lord,
Try Thou mine inmost heart;
I walk with steadfast trust in Thee,
Nor from Thy ways depart.O search me, Lord, and prove me now;
Thy mercy I adore;
I choose Thy truth to be my guide,
And sinful ways abhor.My hands I wash in innocence
And seek Thine altar, Lord,
That there I may with thankful voice
Thy wondrous ways record.The habitation of Thy house
Is ever my delight;
The place where dwells Thy glory, Lord,
Is lovely in my sight.Let not the judgment fall on me
For evil men decreed,
For cruel men and violent,
Inspired by bribes and greed.But I in mine integrity
Will humbly walk with Thee;
O my Redeemer and my Lord,
Be merciful to me.Redeemed by Thee, I stand secure
In peace and happiness;
And in the Church, among Thy saints,
Jehovah I will bless.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 29:1
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[Psa 29:1] Ascribe To The Lord Our God
Ascribe to the Lord our God,
Ascribe to Him glory, might.
Ascribe to the Lord the glory due His Name
And worship Him aright.
Come worship in the splendor of holiness.The voice of the Lord is heard;
The Lord thunders o’er the sea.
The voice of the Lord is powerful and strong;
God speaks with majesty.
We hear Your voice and worship in holiness.God’s voice breaks the cedars tall;
He strips all the forests bare.
The mountains He shakes; they skip just like a calf.
His glory all declare.
We hear Your voice and worship in holiness.The voice of the Lord does strike
With flashes of lightning bright.
The voice of the Lord does shake the desert sands;
The deer give birth in fright.
We hear Your voice and worship in holiness.The Lord o’er the flood did reign;
As King, He’s fore’er enthroned.
The Lord gives His people strength for every day;
With peace, they’re blessed and crowned.
You’ve blessed us, Lord; we worship in holiness.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 29:1] Now Unto Jehovah, Ye Sons Of The Mighty
Now unto Jehovah, ye sons of the mighty,
All glory and strength and dominion accord;
Ascribe to Him glory, and render Him honor.
In beauty of holiness, worship the Lord.The voice of Jehovah comes down on the waters;
In thunder the God of the glory draws nigh;
Lo, over the waves of the wide-flowing waters
Jehovah as King is enthronèd on high!The voice of Jehovah is mighty, is mighty;
The voice of Jehovah in majesty speaks;
The voice of Jehovah the cedars is breaking;
Jehovah the cedars of Lebanon breaks.Each one in His temple His glory proclaimeth.
He sat on the flood; He is King on His throne.
Jehovah all strength to His people imparteth;
Jehovah with peace ever blesseth His own.source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 101:1
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[Psa 101:1] Of Mercy And Of Justice
Of mercy and of justice
My thankful song shall be;
O Lord, in joyful praises
My song shall rise to Thee.
Within my house I purpose
To walk in wisdom’s way;
O Lord, I need Thy presence;
How long wilt Thou delay?On what is base and evil
I will not set my heart;
Transgressor’s ways abhorring,
With them I take no part.
No froward man or evil
Shall my companion be;
I will not suffer slander
Or pride or treachery.The faithful and the upright
Shall minister to me;
The lying and deceitful
My favor shall not see.
I will in daily judgment
All wickedness reward,
And cleanse from evildoers
The city of the Lord.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 101:1] To God The Anthem Raising
To God the anthem raising,
Sing, Christians, great and small;
Sing out, His goodness praising,
Oh, thank Him, one and all!
Behold how God this year,
Which now is safely ended,
Hath in His love befriended
His children far and near.Let us consider rightly
His mercies manifold,
And let us not think lightly
Of all His gifts untold.
Let thankfulness recall
How God this year hath led us,
How He hath clothed and fed us,
The great ones and the small.To church and state He granted
His peace in every place,
His vineyard He hath planted
Among us by His grace,
His ever bounteous hand
Prosperity hath given
And want and famine driven
From this our native land.His Father heart is yearning
To take us for His own
When, our transgressions mourning,
We trust in Christ alone;
When in His Name we pray
And humbly make confession,
He pardons our transgression
And is our faithful Stay.Our God hath well defended,
Hath kept us through His grace;
But if He had contended
With us our sins to trace
And given us our meed,
We all would then be lying
In sin and sorrow, dying,
Each one for his misdeed.O Father dear in Heaven,
For all Thy gifts of love
Which Thou to us hast given
We lift our thanks above.
In Jesus’ Name we here,
To Thee our prayers addressing,
Still ask Thee for Thy blessing:
Grant us a joyful year.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 103:1
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[Psa 103:1] Bless, O My Soul! The Living God
Bless, O my soul! the living God.
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad.
Let all the powers within me join
In work and worship so divine,
In work and worship so divine.Bless, O my soul! the God of grace.
His favors claim thy highest praise.
Why should the wonders He hath wrought
Be lost in silence and forgot,
Be lost in silence and forgot?’Tis He, my soul, that sent His Son
To die for crimes which thou hast done.
He owns the ransom and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives,
The hourly follies of our lives.The vices of the mind He heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels;
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves
Our wasting life from threat’ning graves.Our youth decayed, His power repairs;
His mercy crowns our growing years;
He satisfies our mouth with good,
And fills our hopes with heav’nly food.He sees th’oppressor and th’oppressed,
And often gives the suff’rers rest;
But will His justice more display
In the last great rewarding day.His power He showed by Moses’ hands,
And gave to Israel His commands;
But sent His truth and mercy down
To all the nations by His Son.Let the whole earth His power confess.
Let the whole earth adore His grace.
The Gentile with the Jew shall join
In work and worship so divine,
In work and worship so divine.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 103:1] Come, O My Soul, In Sacred Lays
Come, O my soul, in sacred lays
Attempt thy great Creator’s praise:
But O, what tongue can speak His fame?
What verse can reach the lofty theme?
What verse can reach the lofty theme?Enthroned amid the radiant spheres,
He glory like a garment wears;
To form a robe of light divine,
Ten thousand suns around Him shine,
Ten thousand suns around Him shine.In all our Maker’s grand designs,
Almighty power, with wisdom, shines;
His works, through all this wondrous frame,
Declare the glory of His Name,
Declare the glory of His Name.Raised on devotion’s lofty wing,
Do thou, my soul, His glories sing;
And let His praise employ thy tongue
Till listening worlds shall join the song,
Till listening worlds shall join the song.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 103:1] Holy And Reverend Is The Name
Holy and reverend is the Name
Of our eternal King:
Thrice holy Lord, the angels cry;
Thrice holy, let us sing.Heaven’s brightest lamps with Him compared,
How mean they look and dim!
The fairest angels have their spots,
When once compared with Him.Holy is He in all his works,
And truth is His delight;
But sinners and their wicked ways
Shall perish from His sight.The deepest reverence of the mind,
Pay, O my soul, to God;
Lift with thy hands a holy heart
To His sublime abode.With sacred awe pronounce His Name,
Whom words nor thoughts can reach;
A broken heart shall please Him more
Than the best forms of speech.Thou holy God! preserve my soul
From all pollution free;
The pure in heart are Thy delight,
And they Thy face shall see.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 103:1] My Soul, Now Praise Thy Maker
My soul, now praise thy Maker!
Let all within me bless His Name
Who maketh thee partaker
Of mercies more than thou dar’st claim.
Forget Him not Whose meekness
Still bears with all thy sin,
Who healeth all thy weakness,
Renews thy life within.
Whose grace and care are endless
And saved thee thro’ the past;
Who leaves no suff’rer friendless,
But rights the wronged at last.He shows to man His treasure
Of judgment, truth, and righteousness,
His love beyond all measure,
His yearning pity o’er distress,
Nor treats us as we merit,
But lays His anger by.
The humble, contrite spirit
Finds His compassion nigh;
And high as Heav’n above us,
As break from close of day,
So far, since He doth love us,
He puts our sins away.For as a tender father
Hath pity on his children here,
He in His arms will gather
All who are His in childlike fear.
He knows how frail our powers
Who but from dust are made;
We flourish like the flowers,
And even so we fade;
The wind but o’er them passes,
And all their bloom is o’er—
We wither like the grasses,
Our place knows us no more.God’s grace alone endureth,
And children’s children yet shall prove
How He with strength assureth
The hearts of all that seek His love.
In Heav’n is fixed His dwelling,
His rule is over all;
Angels, in might excelling,
Bright hosts, before Him fall.
Praise Him Who ever reigneth,
All ye who hear His Word,
Nor our poor hymns disdaineth—
My soul, O praise the Lord!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 103:1] O Bless The Lord, My Soul (montgomery)
O bless the Lord, my soul!
His grace to thee proclaim!
And all that is within me join
To bless His holy Name!O bless the Lord, my soul!
His mercies bear in mind!
Forget not all His benefits!
The Lord to thee is kind.He will not always chide;
He will with patience wait;
His wrath is ever slow to rise,
And ready to abate.He pardons all thy sins;
Prolongs thy feeble breath;
He healeth thine infirmities,
And ransoms thee from death.He clothes thee with His love;
Upholds thee with His truth;
And like the eagle He renews
The vigor of thy youth.Then bless His holy Name,
Whose grace hath made thee whole,
Whose lovingkindness crowns thy days!
O bless the Lord, my soul!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 103:1] O Bless The Lord, My Soul (watts)
O bless the Lord, my soul!
Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless His Name
Whose favors are divine.O bless the Lord, my soul,
Nor let His mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.‘Tis He forgives thy sins,
‘Tis He relieves thy pain,
‘Tis He that heals thy sicknesses
And makes thee young again.He crowns thy life with love,
When ransomed from the grave;
He that redeemed my soul from hell
Hath sovereign power to save.He fills the poor with good,
He gives the suff’rers rest;
The Lord hath judgments for the proud,
And justice for th’oppressed.His wondrous works and ways
He made by Moses known
But sent the world His truth and grace
By His belovèd Son.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 103:1] O Hallelujah, Praise His Holy Name
There’s a story that’s been told, Hallelujah!
Of a Savior and His precious love;
How He died to make us free, Hallelujah!
That we all might go and live with Him above.Refrain
O Hallelujah!
Praise His holy Name and let our voices ring;
There are mansions up above,
All prepared for those who love
And sing of their Savior King.There’s a song that’s in my heart, Hallelujah!
I’m so glad that He has made me whole;
I am saved, and by His grace, Hallelujah!
I will always keep His love within my soul.Refrain
There’s a song that’s in the air, Hallelujah!
All the angels sing it in the sky;
“Just repent and He’ll forgive,” Hallelujah!
And your soul to Him for refuge then will fly.Refrain
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[Psa 103:1] O My Soul, Bless God The Father
O my soul, bless God the Father;
All within me bless His Name;
Bless the Father, and forget not
All His mercies to proclaim.Who forgives all your transgressions,
Your diseases all Who heals;
Who redeems you from destruction,
Who with you so kindly deals.Far as east from west is distant,
He has put away our sin;
Like the pity of a father
Has the Lord’s compassion been.As it was without beginning,
So it lasts without an end;
To their children’s children ever
Shall His righteousness extend.Unto such as keep His cov’nant
And are steadfast in His way;
Unto those who still remember
His commandments, and obey.Bless the Father, all His creatures,
Ever under His control,
All throughout His vast dominion;
Bless the Father, O my soul.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 103:1] O My Soul, Bless Thou Jehovah
O my soul, bless thou Jehovah,
All within me, bless His Name;
Bless Jehovah and forget not
All His mercies to proclaim.
He forgives all thy transgressions,
Heals thy sicknesses and pains;
He redeems thee from destruction,
And His love thy life sustains.He with tender mercies crowns thee,
Satisfies thy full request,
So that, like the tireless eagle,
Thou with youth renewed art blessed.
Righteous is the Lord in judgment
Unto all that are oppressed;
To His people He has ever
Made His goodness manifest.Yea, the Lord is full of mercy
And compassion for distress,
Slow to anger and abundant
In His grace and tenderness.
He will be not be angry alway,
Nor will He forever chide;
Though we oft have sinned against Him,
Still His love and grace abide.As the heav’ns are high above us,
Great His love to us has proved;
Far as east from west is distant,
He has all our sins removed.
As a father loves his children,
Feeling pity for their woes,
So the Lord to those who fear Him
Mercy and compassion shows.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 103:1] O Thou My Soul, Bless God The Lord
O thou my soul, bless God the Lord;
And all that in me is
Be stirrèd up His holy Name
To magnify and bless.Bless, O my soul, the Lord thy God,
And not forgetful be
Of all His gracious benefits
He hath bestowed on thee.Such pity as a father hath
And shows his children dear,
Like pity shows the Lord to such
As worship Him in fear.Yea, unto them that fear the Lord
His mercy never ends;
And to their children’s children still
His righteousness extends.To such as keep His covenant
Nor from it go astray,
Who His commandments bear in mind
And faithfully obey.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 103:1] Praise, My Soul, The King Of Heaven
Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven;
To His feet thy tribute bring.
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore His praises sing:
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Praise the everlasting King.Praise Him for His grace and favor
To our fathers in distress.
Praise Him still the same as ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Glorious in His faithfulness.Fatherlike He tends and spares us;
Well our feeble frame He knows.
In His hands He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Widely yet His mercy flows.Frail as summer’s flower we flourish,
Blows the wind and it is gone;
But while mortals rise and perish
Our God lives unchanging on,
Praise Him, Praise Him, Hallelujah
Praise the High Eternal One!Angels, help us to adore Him;
Ye behold Him face to face;
Sun and moon, bow down before Him,
Dwellers all in time and space.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Praise with us the God of grace.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 109:1
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[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.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 124:1
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[Psa 124:1] Now Israel May Say
Now Israel may say, and that in truth,
If that the Lord had not our right maintained,
If that the Lord had not with us remained,
When cruel men against us rose to strive,
We surely had been swallowed up alive.Yea, when their wrath against us fiercely rose,
The swelling tide had o’er us spread its wave,
The raging stream had then become our grave,
The surging flood, in proudly swelling roll,
Most surely then had overwhelmed our soul.Blest be the Lord, who made us not their prey;
As from the snare a bird escapeth free,
Their net is rent and so escaped are we;
Our only help is in God’s holy Name,
Who made the earth and all the heavenly frame.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 133:1
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[Psa 133:1] Behold, How Pleasant And How Good
Behold, how pleasant and how good
That we, one Lord confessing,
Together dwell in brotherhood,
Our unity expressing.
’Tis like the oil on Aaron’s head,
The seal of ordination,
That o’er his robes the sweetness shed
Of perfect consecration.Behold, how pleasant and how good
That we, one Lord confessing,
Together dwell in brotherhood,
Our unity expressing.
’Tis like the dew from Hermon fair
On Zion’s hill descending;
The Lord commands His blessing here
In life that is unending.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] How Beautiful The Sight
How beautiful the sight
Of brethren who agree
In friendship to unite,
And bonds of charity;
’Tis like the precious ointment, shed
O’er all his robes, from Aaron’s head.’Tis like the dews that fill
The cups of Hermon’s flowers;
Or Zion’s fruitful hill,
Bright with the drops of showers,
When mingling odors breathe around,
And glory rests on all the groundFor there the Lord commands
Blessings, a boundless store,
From His unsparing hands,
Yea, life forevermore;
Thrice happy they who meet above
To spend eternity in love!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] How Good And Pleasant Is The Sight
How good and pleasant is the sight
When brethren make it their delight
To dwell in blest accord;
Such love is like anointing oil
That consecrates for holy toil
The servants of the Lord.Such love in peace and joy distils,
As o’er the slopes of Hermon’s hills
Refreshing dew descends;
The Lord commands His blessing there,
And they that walk in love shall share
In life that never ends.How good and pleasant is the sight
When brethren make it their delight
To dwell in blest accord;
The Lord commands His blessing there,
And they that walk in love shall share
In life that never ends.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] How Sweet, How Heavenly Is The Sight
How sweet, how heavenly is the sight,
When those that love the Lord
In one another’s peace delight,
And so fulfill His Word!When each can feel his brother’s sigh
And with him bear a part!
When sorrow flows from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart!When, free from envy, scorn, and pride,
Our wishes all above,
Each can his brother’s failings hide,
And show a brother’s love!When love, in one delightful stream,
Through every bosom flows,
When union sweet, and dear esteem,
In every action glows.Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above;
And he’s an heir of Heaven who finds
His bosom glow with love.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] O Lord, How Joyful ’tis To See
O Lord, how joyful ’tis to see
The brethren join in love to Thee!
On Thee alone their heart relies
Their only strength Thy grace supplies.How sweet within Thy holy place
With one accord to sing Thy grace,
Besieging Thine attentive ear
With all the force of fervent prayer!O may we love the house of God,
Of peace and joy the blest abode;
O may no angry strife destroy
That sacred peace, that holy joy.The world without may rage, but we
Will only cling more close to Thee,
With hearts to Thee more wholly giv’n,
More weaned from earth, more fixed on Heav’n.Lord, shower upon us from above
The sacred gift of mutual love;
Each other’s wants may we supply,
And reign together in the sky.Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him, all creatures here below,
Praise Him above, angelic host,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] Spirit Binds Us To Our Lord, The
The Spirit binds us to our Lord
But once in Him we find
Communion sweet, as oil outpoured,
With kindred hearts and minds.Beneath His yoke, our easy tie,
We count as common store
Our gifts and graces—rich supply
For him who needs them more.Such aid is giv’n to those who call
On Christ’s name anywhere:
Their outward need is borne by all,
As much as each can bear.But outward aid alone won’t fill
The storehouse of the saints,
For inward aid is better still
To Christian supplicants.We, by our Faith, are bound to meet
In worship of the Lord,
And flood our Father’s mercy seat
With prayers in one accord.May God’s own Spirit keep us ?til
We meet at heaven’s door
And gifts we shared below then will
Be changed for heav’nly store.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 140:1
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[Psa 140:1] Deliver Me From Evil
Deliver me from evil, preserve me, Lord, from wrong;
Against the foes that gather be Thou my Helper strong;
From those who plot to hurt me and spread the treacherous snare,
Preserve me, Lord, and keep me safeguarded in Thy care.O Lord, I have confessed Thee to be my God alone;
O hear my supplication, and be Thy mercy shown;
O God the Lord, my Savior, my Shield amid the strife,
Let not the wicked triumph who plot against my life.Let evil smite the evil, and cause their overthrow;
The needy and afflicted the Lord will help, I know;
Thy saints, redeemed from evil, their thanks to Thee shall give;
The righteous and the upright shall in Thy presence live.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 140:1] Lord, From The Ill And Froward Man
Lord, from the ill and froward man
Give me deliverance,
And do Thou safe preserve me from
The man of violence:Who in their heart mischievous things
Are meditating e’er;
And they for war assembled are
Continually together.Much like unto a serpent’s tongue
Their tongues they sharp do make;
And underneath their lips there lies
The poison of a snake.Lord, keep me from the wicked’s hands,
From violent men me save;
Who utterly to overthrow
My goings purposed have.The proud for me a snare have hid,
And cords; yea, they a net
Have by the wayside for me spread;
They gins for me have set.I said unto the Lord, Thou art
My God: unto the cry
Of all my supplications,
Lord, do Thine ear apply.O God the Lord, who art the strength
Of my salvation:
A cov’ring in the day of war
My head Thou hast put on.Unto the wicked man, O Lord,
His wishes do not grant;
Nor further Thou his ill device,
Lest they themselves should vaunt.As for the head and chief of those
About that compass me,
E’en by the mischief of their lips
Let Thou them covered be.Let burning coals upon them fall,
Them throw in fiery flame,
And in deep pits, that they no more
May rise out of the same.Let not an evil speaker be
On earth establishèd:
Mischief shall hunt the violent man,
Till he be ruinèd.I know God will th’afflicted’s cause
Maintain, and poor men’s right.
Surely the just shall praise Thy Name;
Th’upright dwell in Thy sight.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 145:1
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[Psa 145:1] Before The Lord We Bow
Before the Lord we bow, the God Who reigns above,
And rules the world below, boundless in power and love.
Our thanks we bring in joy and praise, our hearts we raise
To Heaven’s high King.The nation Thou hast blest may well Thy love declare,
From foes and fears at rest, protected by Thy care.
For this fair land, for this bright day, our thanks we pay,
Gifts of Thy hand.May every mountain height, each vale and forest green,
Shine in Thy Word’s pure light, and its rich fruits be seen!
May every tongue be tuned to praise, and join to raise
A grateful song.Earth, hear thy Maker’s voice, thy great Redeemer own;
Believe, obey, rejoice, and worship Him alone.
Cast down thy pride, thy sin deplore and bow before
The Crucified.And when in power He comes, O may our native land,
From all its rending tombs, send forth a glorious band.
A countless throng, ever to sing to Heaven’s high King
Salvation’s song.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 145:1] God, My King, Thy Might Confessing
God, my King, Thy might confessing,
Ever will I bless Thy Name;
Day by day Thy throne addressing,
Still will I Thy praise proclaim.Honor great our God befitteth;
Who His majesty can reach?
Age to age His works transmitteth,
Age to age His power shall teach.They shall talk of all Thy glory,
On Thy might and greatness dwell,
Speak of Thy dread acts the story,
And Thy deeds of wonder tell.Nor shall fail from memory’s treasure
Works by love and mercy wrought;
Works of love surpassing measure,
Works of mercy passing thought.Full of kindness and compassion,
Slow to anger, vast in love,
God is good to all creation;
All His works His goodness prove.All Thy works, O Lord, shall bless Thee;
Thee shall all Thy saints adore:
King supreme shall they confess Thee,
And proclaim Thy sovereign power.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 145:1] I Will Extol Thee, O My God
I will extol Thee, O my God, and praise Thee, O my King;
Yea, every day and evermore Thy praises will I sing.
Great is the Lord, our mighty God, and greatly to be praised;
His greatness is unsearchable, above all glory raised.Each generation to the next shall testimony bear,
And to Thy praise, from age to age, Thy wondrous acts declare;
Upon Thy glorious majesty and honor I will dwell,
And all Thy grand and glorious works and all Thy greatness tell.Thy mighty acts and terrible shall men with awe confess;
Of Thy great goodness they shall sing, and perfect righteousness.
Most gracious and compassionate is God Who reigns above;
His wrath is ever slow to rise, unbounded is His love.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 145:1] My God, My King, Thy Various Praise
My God, my King, Thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue
Till death and glory raise the song.The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to Thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for Thee.Thy truth and justice I’ll proclaim;
Thy bounty flows an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift, Thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stubborn foe.Thy works with sovereign glory shine,
And speak Thy majesty divine;
Let us upon all shores proclaim
[originally, Let Britain round her shores proclaim]
The sound and honor of Thy Name.Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of Thy praise,
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and labor of their tongue.But who can speak Thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds?
Vast and unsearchable Thy ways,
Vast and immortal be Thy praise!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 145:1] O Lord, Thou Art My God And King (1)
O Lord, Thou art my God and King,
And I will ever bless Thy Name.
I will extol Thee every day,
And evermore Thy praise proclaim.The Lord is greatly to be praised.
His greatness is beyond our thoughts.
From age to age the sons of men
Shall tell the wonders God has wrought.Upon Thy glorious majesty
And wondrous works my mind shall dwell.
Thy deeds fill all the world with awe,
And of Thy greatness I will tell.Thy matchless goodness and Thy grace
Thy people shall commemorate,
And all Thy truth and righteousness
My joyful song shall celebrate.The Lord our God is rich in grace,
Most tender and compassionate;
His anger is most slow to rise,
His lovingkindness is most great.The Lord is good in all His ways,
His creatures know His constant care;
To all His works His love extends,
All men His tender mercies share.Thy works shall give Thee thanks, O Lord,
Thy saints Thy mighty acts shall show,
Till o’er the earth the sons of men
Thy kingdom, power and glory know.Eternal is Thy kingdom, Lord,
Forever strong and ever sure;
While generations rise and die,
Shall Thy dominion still endure.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 145:1] O Lord, Thou Art My God And King (2)
O Lord, Thou art my God and King;
Thee will I magnify and praise:
I will Thee bless, and gladly sing
Unto Thy holy Name always.Each day I rise I will Thee bless,
And praise Thy Name time without end.
Much to be praised, and great God is;
His greatness none can comprehend.Race shall Thy works praise unto race,
The mighty acts show done by Thee.
I will speak of the glorious grace,
And honor of Thy majesty;Thy wondrous works I will record.
By men the might shall be extolled
Of all Thy dreadful acts, O Lord:
And I Thy greatness will unfold.They utter shall abundantly
The memory of Thy goodness great;
And shall sing praises cheerfully,
Whilst they Thy righteousness relate.The Lord our God is gracious,
Compassionate is He also;
In mercy He is plenteous,
But unto wrath and anger slow.Good unto all men is the Lord:
O’er all His works His mercy is.
Thy works all praise to Thee afford:
Thy saints, O Lord, Thy Name shall bless.The glory of Thy kingdom show
Shall they, and of Thy power tell:
That so men’s sons His deeds may know,
His kingdom’s grace that doth excel.Thy kingdom hath none end at all,
It doth through ages all remain.
The Lord upholdeth all that fall,
The cast-down raiseth up again.The eyes of all things, Lord, attend,
And on Thee wait that here do live,
And Thou, in season due, dost send
Sufficient food them to relieve.Yea, Thou Thine hand dost open wide,
And every thing dost satisfy
That lives, and doth on earth abide,
Of Thy great liberality.The Lord is just in His ways all,
And holy in His works each one.
He’s near to all that on Him call,
Who call in truth on Him alone.God will the just desire fulfill
Of such as do Him fear and dread:
Their cry regard, and hear He will,
And save them in the time of need.The Lord preserves all, more and less,
That bear to Him a loving heart:
But workers all of wickedness
Destroy will He, and clean subvert.Therefore my mouth and lips I’ll frame
To speak the praises of the Lord:
To magnify His holy Name
For ever let all flesh accord.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 145:1] Our Helper God, We Bless Thy Name
Our Helper, God, we bless Thy Name,
Whose love forever is the same;
The tokens of Whose gracious care
Begin and crown and close the year.Amid ten thousand snares we stand,
Supported by Thy guardian hand;
And see, when we review our ways,
Ten thousand monuments of praise.Thus far Thine arm has led us on;
Thus far we make Thy mercy known;
And while we tread this desert land,
New mercies shall new songs demand.Our grateful souls on Jordan’s shore
Shall raise one sacred pillar more,
Then bear, in Thy bright courts above,
Inscriptions of immortal love.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 145:1] Savior, Again To Thy Dear Name
Savior, again to Thy dear Name we raise
With one accord our parting hymn of praise;
We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease;
Then, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of peace.Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way;
With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day.
Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame,
That in this house have called upon Thy Name.Grant us Thy peace, through this approaching night;
Turn Thou for us its darkness into light;
From harm and danger keep Thy children free,
For dark and light are both alike to Thee.Grant us Thy peace—the peace Thou didst bestow
On Thine Apostles in Thine hour of woe;
The peace Thou broughtest, when at eventide
They saw Thy piercèd hands, Thy wounded side.Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life;
Peace to Thy church from error and from strife;
Peace to our land, the fruit of truth and love;
Peace in each heart, Thy Spirit from above.Thy peace in life, the balm of every pain;
Thy peace in death, the hope to rise again;
Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease,
Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace.Father, once more before we part, we raise
With one accord our parting hymn of praise:
Once more we bless Thee, ere our songs shall cease,
Then, lowly kneeling, pray Thee for Thy peace.Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night,
Turn Thou for us its darkness into light.
From harm and danger, fear and shame kept free,
For dark and light are both alike to Thee.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 145:1] We Will Exalt You, Our God The King
We will exalt you, our God the King;
For ever we will bless your name.
Your praises we will forever sing,
Each day we will extol your fame.The Lord is great and most worthy of praise;
His greatness no one can fully know.
Each age will tell of His wondrous ways
And to their children His glories show.The saints will speak of your majesty,
And I will ponder your awesome works.
They will rejoice in your charity,
And joyfully sing of your righteousness.The Lord is gracious and slow to wrath,
So full of mercy and rich in grace.
The Lord is good to all He has made,
And shows compassion in every place.All your creation will praise you, Lord;
Your saints will sing and declare your worth;
From joyful lips will your might be heard,
And kingdom glories throughout the earth.All your creation depends on you,
You feed them at their appointed time,
You, Lord, are righteous in all you do,
Let every creature exalt your Name.Play source: Cyberhymnal
