Psalms 19:11

• [Psa 19:11] Now Woods And Wolds Are Sleeping

  Now woods and wolds are sleeping, And darkness fast is creeping O’er byre, hearth, and hall; But thou, my soul, ere slumber, For blessings passing number Exalt the Giver of them all. Ye also, O my dearest, My friends and kindred nearest, God rest you safe from harm! His angel hosts attend ye, Their golden shields defend ye, From nightly danger and alarm.
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Psalms 21:3

• [Psa 21:3] Year Of Precious Blessings, A

  A year of precious blessings And glorious victories won, Of earnest work progressing, Its onward course has run; To Thee, O God, our Refuge, Whose goodness crowns our days, Within Thy earthly temple, We lift our souls in praise; Within Thy earthly temple, We lift our souls in praise. Thou Master of assemblies In mighty power descend, Behold our glad reunion, Conduct it to the end; Inspire our hearts with courage And deeper love for Thee, That all, Thy Name may honor, Where’er our field may be, That all, Thy Name may honor, Where’er our field may be. O Church of God’s anointed, March on the world to win, Lead forth thy ranks by millions Against the hosts of sin, Till at His throne in glory, Where angels prostrate fall, One hallelujah chorus Shall crown Him Lord of all, One hallelujah chorus Shall crown Him Lord of all.

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