Psalms 16:2

• [Psa 16:2] Oh To Be Over Yonder

  Oh to be over yonder, In that bright land of wonder, Where the angel voices mingle, and The angel harps do ring! To be free from care and sorrow, And the anxious dread tomorrow, To rest in light and sunshine in The presence of the King! Refrain Oh to be over yonder! In that land of wonder, There to be forever In the presence of the King! Oh to be over yonder! My longing heart grows fonder Of looking to the far off east, To see the daystar bring Some tidings of th’awaking— Of the cloudless, pure day breaking, My heart is yearning—yearning for The coming of the King! Refrain Oh to be over yonder! Alas! I sigh and ponder— Why clings this poor, weak heart of mine To any earthly thing? For each earthly tie must sever, And pass away forever: There’s no more separation in The presence of the King! Refrain Oh, when shall I be dwelling Where angel voices, swelling In triumphant hallelujahs, make The vaulted heavens ring— Where the pearly gates are gleaming, And the Morning Star is beaming? O when shall I be yonder in The presence of the King? Refrain Oh, when shall I be yonder? The longing groweth stronger To join in all the praises the Redeemèd ones do sing. Within those heavenly places, Where the angels veil their faces, In awe and adoration, in The presence of the King! Refrain Oh, I shall soon be yonder, And lonely as I wander, Yearning for the welcome summer— Longing for the bird’s fleet wing, The midnight may be dreary, And the heart be worn and weary, But there’s no more shadow yonder, In the presence of the King. Refrain

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Psalms 39:7

• [Psa 39:7] Another Year Completed

  Another year completed, The day comes round once more Which with our patron’s radiance Is bright as heretofore. Now, strong in hope, united His festival we greet; He will present our troubles Before the mercy-seat. The Scriptures tell how Moses Did for the people pray, Appeased the Judge eternal, And turned His wrath away; Elijah’s prayer had power, To close and open Heav’n; Such saints as were aforetime, Such saints to us are giv’n. O saint of God, belovèd, And placed on His right hand, Thy prayers be like a rampart As ’gainst the foe we stand; For Abraham’s God is thy God, And Isaac’s God is thine, Thine is the God of Jacob, The Lord of power benign. For forty years His Israel He fed with angels’ food; The flinty rock He opened The streams of water flowed. Entreat that Christ His people May lead to victory: The God of Joshua’s triumph The Lord thy God is He.

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• [Psa 39:7] Sweeter Sounds That Music Knows

  Sweeter sounds than music knows Charm me, in Emmanuel’s Name; All her hopes my spirit owes To His birth, and cross, and shame. When He came the angels sang “Glory be to God on high,” Lord, unloose my stammering tongue, Who should louder sing than I. Did the Lord a man become That He might the law fulfill, Bleed and suffer in my room, And canst thou, my tongue, be still? No, I must my praises bring, Though they worthless are, and weak; For should I refuse to sing Sure the very stones would speak. O my Savior, Shield, and Sun, Shepherd, Brother, Husband, Friend, Every precious name in one; I will love Thee without end.

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• [Psa 39:7] Thou Only Sovereign Of My Heart

  Thou only Sovereign of my heart, My Refuge, my almighty Friend— And can my soul from Thee depart, On Whom alone my hopes depend? Whither, ah whither shall I go, A wretched wanderer from my Lord? Can this dark world of sin and woe One glimpse of happiness afford? Eternal life Thy words impart; On these my fainting spirit lives; Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart Than all the round of nature gives. Let earth’s alluring joys combine, While Thou art near, in vain they call; One smile, one blissful smile of Thine, My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.

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• [Psa 39:7] Year Is Gone, Beyond Recall, The

  The year is gone, beyond recall, With all its hopes and fears, With all its bright and gladdening smiles, With all its mourners’ tears. Thy thankful people praise Thee, Lord, For countless gifts received; And pray for grace to keep the faith Which saints of old believed. To Thee we come, O gracious Lord, The newborn year to bless; Defend our land from pestilence, Give peace and plenteousness. Forgive this nation’s many sins, The growth of vice restrain; And help us all with sin to strive, And crowns of life to gain. From evil deeds that stain the past We now desire to flee; And pray that future years may all Be spent, good Lord, for Thee. O Father, let Thy watchful eye Still look on us in love, That we may praise Thee, year by year, With angel hosts above. All glory to the Father be, All glory to the Son, All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, While endless ages run.

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