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 119:17

• [Psa 119:17] Thy Servant, Blessed By Thee

  Thy servant, blessed by Thee, shall live And keep Thy Word with awe; Lord open Thou mine eyes to see The wonders of Thy law. A pilgrim in the earth am I, Thy will to me reveal; To know Thy truth my spirit yearns, Consumed with ardent zeal. Thou dost rebuke the proud, O Lord, Who hate Thy holy Name; But since I keep Thy righteous law, Deliver me from shame. I on Thy statutes meditate, Though evil men deride; Thy faithful Word is my delight, My counselor and guide.

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Psalms 119:49

• [Psa 119:49] Lord, Thy Word To Me Remember

  Lord, Thy Word to me remember, Thou hast made me hope in Thee; This my comfort in affliction, That Thy Word has quickened me. Mocked by those who are unrighteous, Still to Thy commands I cleave; Thinking on Thy former judgments, Help and comfort I receive. Wicked men, Thy law forsaking, Stirred my indignation strong; For in all my pilgrim journey Thy commandments are my song. Thou hast been my meditation And Thy law has been my guide; I have kept Thy righteous precepts, And have found them true and tried.

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Psalms 119:65

• [Psa 119:65] Thou, Lord, Hast Dealt Well With Thy Servant

  Thou, Lord, hast dealt well with Thy servant, Thy promise is faithful and just; Instruct me in judgment and knowledge, For in Thy commandments I trust. Before my affliction I wandered, But now Thy good Word I obey; O Thou Who art holy and gracious, Now teach me Thy statutes, I pray. The proud have assailed me with slander; Thy precepts shall still be my guide; Thy law is my joy and my treasure, Though sinners may boast in their pride. Affliction has been for my profit, That I to Thy statutes might hold; Thy law to my soul is more precious Than thousands of silver and gold.

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Psalms 143:2

• [Psa 143:2] O Lord, Turn Not Thy Face From Me

  O Lord, turn not Thy face from me, Who lie in woeful state, Lamenting all my sinful life Before Thy mercy-gate. A gate which opens wide to those That do lament their sin; Shut not that gate against me, Lord, But let me enter in. And call me not to strict account How I have sojourned here; For then my guilty conscience knows How vile I shall appear. So come I to Thy mercy gate, Where mercy doth abound, Requiring mercy for my sin To heal my deadly wound. Mercy, good Lord, mercy I ask; This is my humble prayer; For mercy, Lord is all my suit, O let Thy mercy spare.

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• [Psa 143:2] That Fearful Day

  That fearful day, that day of speechless dread, When Thou shalt come to judge the quick and dead— I shudder to foresee, O God! what then shall be! When Thou shalt come, angelic legions round, With thousand thousands, and with trumpet sound, Christ, grant me in the air With saints to meet Thee there! Weep, O my soul, ere that great hour and day, When God shall shine in manifest array, Thy sin, that thou may’st be In that strict judgment free! The terror! Hell-fire fierce and unsufficed: The bitter worm: the gnashing teeth—O Christ, Forgive, remit, protect; And set me with the elect! That I may hear the blessèd voice that calls The righteous to the joy of heavenly halls. And, King of Heaven, may reach The realm that passeth speech! Enter Thou not in judgment with each deed, Nor each intent and thought in strictness read: Forgive, and save me then, O Thou That lovest men! Thee, One in Three blest Persons! Lord o’er all! Essence of essence, Power of power we call: Save us, O Father, Son, And Spirit, ever one!

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