Psalms 18:1

• [Psa 18:1] I Love The Lord, His Strength Is Mine

  I love the Lord, His strength is mine; He is my God, I trust His grace; My Fortress high, my Shield divine, My Savior and my Hiding Place. 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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• [Psa 18:1] I Never Will Cease To Love Him

  For all the Lord has done for me, I never will cease to love Him; And for His grace so rich and free, I never will cease to love Him. Refrain I never will cease to love Him, My Savior, my Savior; I never will cease to love Him, He’s done so much for me. He gives me strength for every day, I never will cease to love Him; He leads and guides me all the way, I never will cease to love Him. Refrain Though all the world His love neglect, I never will cease to love Him; I could not such a Friend reject, I never will cease to love Him. Refrain While on my journey here below, I never will cease to love Him; And when to that bright world I go, I never will cease to love Him. Refrain

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• [Psa 18:1] O God, My Strength And Fortitude

  O God, my strength and fortitude In truth I will love Thee; Thou art my castle and defense In my necessity. My God, my Rock, in whom I trust, The Worker of my wealth, My Refuge, Buckler, and my Shield, The Horn of all my health. When I, beset with pain and grief, Prayed to my God for grace; Forthwith my God heard my complaint, Out of His holy place. The Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens high, And underneath His feet He cast The darkness of the sky. On cherub and on cherubim Full royally He rode; And on the wings of all the winds Came flying all abroad. He brought me forth in open place, That so I might be free; And kept me safe, because He had A favor unto me. Unspotted are the ways of God, His Word is truly tried; He is a sure defense to such As in His ways abide.

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• [Psa 18:1] Thee Will I Love, My Strength, My Tower (wesley)

  Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower, Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown, Thee will I love with all my power, In all Thy works, and Thee alone; Thee will I love, till the pure fire Fill my whole soul with chaste desire. Ah, why did I so late Thee know, Thee, lovelier than the sons of men! Ah, why did I no sooner go To Thee, the only ease in pain! Ashamed, I sigh, and inly mourn, That I so late to Thee did turn. In darkness willingly I strayed, I sought Thee, yet from Thee I roved; Far wide my wandering thoughts were spread, Thy creatures more than Thee I loved; And now if more at length I see, ’Tis through Thy light and comes from Thee. I thank Thee, uncreated Sun, That Thy bright beams on me have shined; I thank Thee, who hast overthrown My foes, and healed my wounded mind; I thank Thee, whose enlivening voice Bids my freed heart in Thee rejoice. Uphold me in the doubtful race, Nor suffer me again to stray; Strengthen my feet with steady pace Still to press forward in Thy way; My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, Fill, satiate, with Thy heavenly light. Give to mine eyes refreshing tears, Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires, Give to my soul, with filial fears, The love that all Heaven’s host inspires; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite. Thee will I love, my joy, my crown, Thee will I love, my Lord, my God; Thee will I love, beneath Thy frown, Or smile, Thy scepter, or Thy rod; What though my flesh and heart decay? Thee shall I love in endless day!

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• [Psa 18:1] Thee Will I Love, My Strength, My Tower (winkworth)

  Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower; Thee will I love, my Hope, my Joy; Thee will I love with all my power, With ardor time will ne’er destroy. Thee will I love, O Light Divine, So long as life is mine. Thee will I love, my Life, my Savior, Who art my best and truest Friend; Thee will I love and praise forever, For never shall Thy kindness end; Thee will I love with all my heart, Thou my Redeemer art. I thank Thee, Jesus, Sun from Heaven, Whose radiance hath brought light to me; I thank Thee, who hast richly given All that could make me glad and free; I thank Thee that my soul is healed By what Thy lips revealed. Oh, keep me watchful, then, and humble And suffer me no more to stray; Uphold me when my feet would stumble, Nor let me loiter by the way. Fill all my nature with Thy light, O Radiance strong and bright! Oh, teach me, Lord, to love Thee truly With soul and body, head and heart, And grant me grace that I may duly Practice fore’er love’s sacred art. Grant that my every thought may be Directed e’er to Thee. Thee will I love, my Crown of gladness; Thee will I love, my God and Lord, Amid the darkest depths of sadness, Nor for the hope of high reward— For Thine own sake, O Light Divine, So long as life is mine.

  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 18:1] Thee Will I Love, O Lord, My Strength

  Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defense; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade; While floods of high temptations rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. I saw the opening gates of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there, Which none but they that feel can tell; While I was hurried to despair. In my distress I called my God, When I could scarce believe Him mine: He bowed His ear to my complaint, Then did His grace appear divine. With speed He flew to my relief, As on a cherub’s wing He rode; Awful and bright as lightning shone The face of my Deliverer, God. Temptations fled at His rebuke, The blast of His almighty breath; He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the deeps of death. Great were my fears, my foes were great, Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still, In all the wars that devils wage. My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord, Due to His mercy and His power.

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• [Psa 18:1] We Love, Thee Lord, And We Adore

  We love Thee, Lord, and we adore; Now is Thine arm revealed: Thou art our strength, our heav’nly tower, Our bulwark and our shield. We fly to our eternal Rock, And find a sure defense; His holy Name our lips invoke, And draw salvation thence. When God, our Leader, shines in arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of His loud alarms, The lightning of His spear? He rides upon the wingèd wind, And angels in array In millions wait to know His mind, And swift as flames obey. He speaks, and at His fierce rebuke Whole armies are dismayed; His voice, His frown, His angry look, Strikes all their courage dead. He forms our generals for the field, With all their dreadful skill; Gives them His awful sword to wield, And makes their hearts of steel. He arms our captains to the fight, Though there His name’s forgot; He girded Cyrus with His might, But Cyrus knew Him not. Oft has the Lord whole nations blessed For His own church’s sake; The powers that give His people rest, Shall of His care partake.

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Psalms 51:1

• [Psa 51:1] God, Be Mer­ci­ful To Me

  God, be merciful to me, On Thy grace I rest my plea; Plenteous in compassion Thou, Blot out my transgressions now; Wash me, make me pure within, Cleanse, O cleanse me from my sin. My transgressions I confess, Grief and guilt my soul oppress; I have sinned against Thy grace And provoked Thee to Thy face; I confess Thy judgment just, Speechless, I Thy mercy trust. I am evil, born in sin; Thou desirest truth within. Thou alone my Savior art, Teach Thy wisdom to my heart; Make me pure, Thy grace bestow, Wash me whiter than the snow. Broken, humbled to the dust By Thy wrath and judgment just, Let my contrite heart rejoice And in gladness hear Thy voice; From my sins O hide Thy face, Blot them out in boundless grace. Gracious God, my heart renew, Make my spirit right and true; Cast me not away from Thee, Let Thy Spirit dwell in me; Thy salvation’s joy impart, Steadfast make my willing heart. Sinners then shall learn from me And return, O God, to Thee; Savior, all my guilt remove, And my tongue shall sing Thy love; Touch my silent lips, O Lord, And my mouth shall praise accord.

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• [Psa 51:1] Show Pi­ty, Lord, O Lord, For­give

  Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live: Are not Thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in Thee? My crimes are great, but not surpass The power and glory of Thy grace: Great God, Thy nature hath no bound, So let Thy pardoning love be found. O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain my eyes. My lips with shame my sins confess Against Thy law, against Thy grace: Lord, should Thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but Thou art clear. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce Thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round Thy Word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.

  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 56:1

• [Psa 56:1] O Thou Whose Justice Reigns On High

  O Thou whose justice reigns on high, And makes th’oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try To vex and break my peace. The sons of violence and lies Join to devour me, Lord; But as my hourly dangers rise, My refuge is Thy Word. In God most holy, just, and true, I have reposed my trust; Nor will I fear what flesh can do, The offspring of the dust. They wrest my words to mischief still, Charge me with unknown faults; Mischief doth all their counsels fill, And malice all their thoughts. Shall they escape without Thy frown? Must their devices stand? O cast the haughty sinner down, And let him know Thy hand. God counts the sorrows of His saints, Their groans affect His ears; Thou hast a book for my complaints, A bottle for my tears. When to Thy throne I raise my cry, The wicked fear and flee; So swift is prayer to reach the sky, So near is God to me. In Thee, most holy, just, and true, I have reposed my trust; Nor will I fear what man can do, The offspring of the dust. Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise; I’ll sing, “How faithful is Thy Word, How righteous all Thy ways!” Thou hast secured my soul from death, O set Thy pris’ner free! That heart and hand, and life and breath, May be employ’d for Thee.

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