Psalms 18:30

• [Psa 18:30] Just Are Thy Ways

  Just are Thy ways, and true Thy Word, Great Rock of my secure abode: Who is a god beside the Lord? Or where’s a refuge like our God? ’Tis He that girds me with His might, Gives me His holy sword to wield; And while with sin and hell I fight Spreads His salvation for my shield. He lives, and blessèd be my Rock! The God of my salvation lives: The dark designs of hell are broke; Sweet is the peace my Father gives. Before the scoffers of the age I will exalt my Father’s Name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach and bear the shame. To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend; Thy love to saints in Christ their Head Knows not a limit, nor an end.

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• [Psa 18:30] Since With My God With Perfect Heart

  Since with my God with perfect heart I walk and make His Word my guide, And from iniquity depart, The Lord His blessing will provide. The merciful shall know Thy grace, The perfect Thy perfection see, The pure shall see Thine own pure face, The froward find a foe in Thee. To smite the proud and bring them low, To save the poor is Thy delight, The Lord will cause my lamp to glow, My God will make my darkness light. From God the victory I receive; Most perfect is His holy way; His Word is tried, they who believe Will find the Lord their shield and stay. For who is God, and strong to save, Beside the Lord, our God of might? ’Tis He that makes me strong and brave, The Lord Who guides my steps aright. Thy free salvation is my shield, My sure defense in every strait; Thy hand upholds me, lest I yield; Thy gentleness has made me great.

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Psalms 110:4

• [Psa 110:4] Thou Dear Redeemer, Dying Lamb

  Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, I love to hear of Thee; No music like Thy charming Name, Is half so sweet to me, Is half so sweet to me. O let me ever hear Thy voice In mercy to me speak! And in my Priest, will I rejoice, My great Melchizedek, My great Melchizedek. My Jesus shall be still my theme, While in this world I stay; I’ll sing my Jesus’ lovely Name When all things else decay, When all things else decay. When I appear in yonder cloud, With all Thy favored throng, Then I will sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be my song, And Christ shall be my song.

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• [Psa 110:4] Where High The Heavenly Temple Stands

  Where high the heavenly temple stands, The house of God not made with hands, A great High Priest our nature wears, The Guardian of mankind appears. He Who for men their Surety stood, And poured on earth His precious blood, Pursues in Heaven His mighty plan, The Savior and the Friend of man. Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother’s eye; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame. Our fellow Sufferer yet retains A fellow feeling of our pains: And still remembers in the skies His tears, His agonies, and cries. In every pang that rends the heart, The Man of Sorrows had a part, He sympathizes with our grief, And to the sufferer sends relief. With boldness, therefore, at the throne, Let us make all our sorrows known; And ask the aids of heavenly power To help us in the evil hour.

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  source: Cyberhymnal