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 24:3
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[Psa 24:3] Christ Of The Upward Way
Christ of the upward way, my Guide divine,
Where Thou hast set Thy feet, may I place mine;
And move and march wherever Thou hast trod,
Keeping face forward up the hill of God.Give me the heart to hear Thy voice and will,
That without fault or fear I may fulfill
Thy purpose with a glad and holy zest,
Like one who would not bring less than his best.Give me the eye to see each chance to serve,
Then send me strength to rise with steady nerve,
And leap at once with kind and helpful deed,
To the sure succor of a soul in need.Give me the good stout arm to shield the right,
And wield Thy sword of truth with all my might,
That, in the warfare I must wage for Thee,
More than a victor I may ever be.Christ of the upward way, my Guide divine,
Where Thou hast set Thy feet, may I place mine;
And when Thy last call comes, serene and clear,
Calm may my answer be, “Lord, I am here.”Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 68:17
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[Psa 68:17] Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
Refrain
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home,
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home.I looked over Jordan, and what did I see?
Coming for to carry me home,
A band of angels coming after me,
Coming for to carry me home.Refrain
If you get there before I do,
Coming for to carry me home,
Tell all my friends I’m coming, too.
Coming for to carry me home.Refrain
I’m sometimes up and sometimes down,
Coming for to carry me home,
But still my soul feels heavenly bound,
Coming for to carry me home.Refrain
The brightest day that I can say,
Coming for to carry me home,
When Jesus washed my sins away,
Coming for to carry me home.Refrain
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Psalms 68:24
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[Psa 68:24] My God, My King, Thy Praise I Sing
My God, my King, Thy praise I sing,
My heart is all Thine own;
My highest powers, my choicest hours,
I yield to Thee alone.My voice awake, thy part to take;
My soul, the concert join;
Till all around shall catch the sound,
And mix their hymns with mine.But man is weak Thy praise to speak;
Your God, ye angels, sing;
’Tis yours to see, more near than we,
The glories of our King.His truth and grace fill time and space;
As large His honors be
Till all that live their homage give
And praise my God with me.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 87:1
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[Psa 87:1] Zion, Founded On The Mountains
Zion, founded on the mountains,
God, thy Maker, loves thee well;
He has chosen thee, most precious,
He delights in thee to dwell;
God’s own city, God’s own city,
God’s own city, who can all thy glory tell?Heathen lands and hostile peoples
Soon shall come the Lord to know;
Nations born again in Zion
Shall the Lord’s salvation show;
God Almighty, God Almighty,
God Almighty, shall on Zion strength bestow.When the Lord shall count the nations,
Sons and daughters He shall see,
Born to endless life in Zion,
And their joyful song shall be:
“Blessèd Zion, blessèd Zion,
Blessèd Zion, all our fountains are in thee.”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 111:9
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[Psa 111:9] Redemption Ground
Come sing, my soul, and praise the Lord,
Who hath redeemed thee by His blood;
Delivered thee from chains that bound,
And brought thee to redemption ground.Refrain
Redemption ground, the ground of peace!
Redemption ground, O wondrous grace!
Here let our praise to God abound!
Who saves us on redemption ground.Once from my God I wandered far,
And with His holy will made war;
But now my songs to God abound;
I’m standing on redemption ground.Refrain
O joyous hour! when God to me
A vision gave of Calvary;
My bonds were loosed—my soul unbound;
I sang upon redemption ground.Refrain
No words of merit now I plead,
But Jesus take for all my need;
No righteousness in me is found,
Except upon redemption ground.Refrain
Come, weary soul, and here find rest;
Accept redemption, and be blest;
The Christ who died, by God is crowned
To pardon on redemption ground.Refrain
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