Psalms 2:12
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[Psa 2:12] Why Did The Nations Join To Slay
Why did the nations join to slay
The Lord’s anointed Son?
Why did they cast His laws away,
And tread His Gospel down?The Lord, that sits above the skies,
Derides their rage below;
He speaks with vengeance in His eyes,
And strikes their spirits through.“I call him my eternal Son,
And raise Him from the dead;
I make My holy hill His throne,
And wide His kingdom spread.“Ask Me, My Son, and then enjoy
The utmost heathen lands:
Thy rod of iron shall destroy
The rebel that withstands.”Be wise, ye rulers of the earth,
Obey th’ anointed Lord,
Adore the King of heav’nly birth,
And tremble at His Word.With humble love address His throne;
For if He frown, ye die:
Those are secure, and those alone,
Who on His grace rely.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 2:12] Maker And Sov’reign Lord
Maker and sov’reign Lord
Of Heav’n, and earth, and seas,
Thy providence confirms Thy Word,
And answers Thy decrees.The things so long foretold
By David are fulfilled,
When Jews and Gentiles join’d to slay
Jesus, Thine holy Child.Why did the Gentiles rage,
And Jews, with one accord,
Bend all their counsels to destroy
Th’Anointed of the Lord?Rulers and kings agree
To form a vain design;
Against the Lord their powers unite
Against His Christ they join.The Lord derides their rage,
And will support His throne;
He that hath rais’d Him from the dead
Hath own’d Him for His Son.Now He’s ascended high,
And asks to rule the earth;
The merit of His blood He pleads,
And pleads His heav’nly birth.He asks, and God bestows
A large inheritance;
Far as the world’s remotest ends
His kingdom shall advance.The nations that rebel
Must feel His iron rod;
He’ll vindicate those honors well
Which He receiv’d from God.Be wise, ye rulers, now,
And worship at His throne;
With trembling joy, ye people, bow
To God’s exalted Son.If once His wrath arise,
Ye perish on the place;
Then blessèd is the soul that flies
For refuge to His grace.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 27:6
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[Psa 27:6] I Will Sing My Maker’s Praises
I will sing my Maker’s praises and in Him most joyful be,
For in all things I see traces of His tender love to me.
Nothing else than love could move Him with such sweet and tender care
Evermore to raise and bear all who try to serve and love Him.
All things else have but their day, God’s great love abides for aye.Yea, so dear did He esteem me that His Son he loved so well
He hath given to redeem me from the quenchless flames of hell.
O Thou Spring of boundless blessing, how could e’er my feeble mind
Of Thy depth the bottom find though my efforts were unceasing?
All things else have but their day, God’s great love abides for aye.All that for my soul is needful He with loving care provides,
Nor of that is He unheedful which my body needs besides.
When my strength cannot avail me, when my powers can do no more,
Doth my God His strength outpour; in my need He doth not fail me.
All things else have but their day, God’s great love abides for aye.When I sleep, He still is near me, o’er me rests His guardian eye;
And new gifts and blessings cheer me when the morning streaks the sky.
Were it not for God’s protection, had His countenance not been
Here my guide, I had not seen e’er the end of my affliction.
All things else have but their day, God’s great love abides for aye.As a father never turneth wholly from a wayward child,
For the prodigal still yearneth, longing to be reconciled,
So my many sins and errors find a tender, pardoning God,
Chastening frailty with His rod, not, in vengeance, with His terrors.
All things else have but their day, God’s great love abides for aye.Since, then, neither change nor coldness, in my Father’s love can be,
Lo! I lift my hands with boldness, as Thy child I come to Thee.
Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee, that I may with all my might,
All my lifetime, day and night, love and trust Thee and obey Thee
And, when this brief life is o’er, praise and love Thee evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 27:6] Sing Always
Sing with a tuneful spirit,
Sing with a cheerful lay,
Praise to thy great Creator,
While on the pilgrim way.
Sing when the birds are waking,
Sing with the morning light;
Sing in the noontide’s golden beam,
Sing in the hush of night.Sing when the heart is troubled,
Sing when the hours are long,
Sing when the storm cloud gathers;
Sweet is the voice of song.
Sing when the sky is darkest,
Sing when the thunders roll;
Sing of a land where rest remains,
Rest for the weary soul.Sing in the vale of shadows,
Sing in the hour of death,
And when the eyes are closing,
Sing with the latest breath.
Sing till the heart’s deep longings
Cease on the other shore;
Then with the countless numbers there,
Sing on, forever more!Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 39:12
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[Psa 39:12] By Thy Birth And By Thy Tears
By Thy birth and by Thy tears,
By Thy human griefs and fears,
By Thy conflict in the hour
Of the subtle tempter’s power;
Savior, look with pitying eye;
Savior, help me, or I die.By the tenderness that wept
O’er the grave where Lazarus slept;
By the bitter tears that flowed
Over Salem’ s lost abode,
Savior, look with pitying eye;
Savior, help me, or I die.By Thy lonely hour of prayer,
By Thy fearful conflict there,
By Thy cross and dying cries,
By the one great sacrifice;
Savior, look with pitying eye;
Savior, help me, or I die.By Thy triumph o’er the grave,
By Thy power the lost to save,
By Thy high, majestic throne,
By the empire all Thine own;
Savior, look with pitying eye;
Savior, help me, or I die.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 39:12] Hear Me, O Father
O heav’nly Father, hear my supplication,
I bow before Thee in Thy congregation;
Humble and needy, seeking Thy salvation,
Hear Thou my prayer, O God!Draw me, Redeemer, I would seek Thee solely,
Help me to cherish, love, obey Thee wholly,
Fully surrendered, live a life that’s holy,
Hear Thou my prayer, O God!Dwell Thou, O Savior, in my heart forever,
Thou who hast promised nothing shall us sever,
Comfort and lead me, I would leave Thee never,
Hear Thou my prayer, O God.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 39:12] O My Savior, Hear Me
O my Savior, hear me,
Draw me close to Thee;
Thou hast paid my ransom,
Thou hast died for me;
Now by simple faith I claim
Pardon through Thy gracious Name;
Thou, my Ark of safety,
Let me fly to Thee.O my Savior, bless me,
Bless me while I pray;
Grant Thy peace to help me,
Take my fear away;
I believe Thy promise, Lord;
I will trust Thy holy Word;
Thou, my soul’s Redeemer,
Bless me while I pray.O my Savior, love me,
Make me all Thine own;
Leave me not to wander
In this world alone;
Bless my way with light divine,
Let Thy glory round me shine;
Thou, my Rock, my Refuge,
Make me all Thine own.O my Savior, guard me,
Keep me evermore!
Bless me, love me, guide me,
Till my work is o’er;
May I then, with glad surprise,
Chant Thy praise beyond the skies;
There with Thee, my Savior,
Dwell for evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 39:12] Savior, When In Dust To Thee
Savior, when in dust to Thee
Low we bow the adoring knee,
When, repentant, to the skies
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes,
O by all the pains and woes
Suffered once for man below,
Bending from Thy throne on high,
Hear our solemn litany.By Thy helpless infant years,
By Thy life of want and tears,
By Thy days of sore distress
In the savage wilderness,
By the dread mysterious hour
Of the insulting tempter’s power,
Turn, O turn a favoring eye,
Hear our solemn litany.By the sacred griefs that wept
O’er the grave where Lazarus slept,
By the boding tears that flowed
Over Salem’s loved abode,
By the anguished sigh that told
Treachery lurked within Thy fold,
From Thy seat above the sky,
Hear our solemn litany.By Thine hour of dire despair,
By Thine agony of prayer,
By the cross, the nail, the thorn,
Piercing spear, and torturing scorn,
By the gloom that veiled the skies
O’er the dreadful sacrifice,
Listen to our humble cry,
Hear our solemn litany.By Thy deep expiring groan,
By the sad sepulchral stone,
By the vault whose dark abode
Held in vain the rising God,
O from earth to heaven restored,
Mighty, re-ascended Lord,
Listen, listen to the cry
Of our solemn litany.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 39:12] Standin’ In The Need Of Prayer
Not my brother, nor my sister, but it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer;
Not my brother, nor my sister, but it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer.Refrain
It’s me, it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer;
It’s me, it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer.Not the preacher, nor the deacon, but it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer;
Not the preacher, nor the deacon, but it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer.Refrain
Not my father, nor my mother, but it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer;
Not my father, nor my mother, but it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer.Refrain
Not the stranger, nor my neighbor, but it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer;
Not the stranger, nor my neighbor, but it’s me, O Lord,
Standin’ in the need of prayer.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 67:1
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[Psa 67:1] Father, Bless Our School Today
Father, bless our school today;
Be in all we do and say;
Be in every song we sing,
Every prayer to Thee we bring.Jesus, well belovèd Son,
May Thy will by us be done;
Come and meet with us today;
Teach us, Lord, Thyself, we pray.Holy Spirit, mighty power,
Consecrate this Lord’s day hour;
Unto us Thine unction give;
Touch our souls that we may live.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 67:1] God Of Mercy, God Of Grace
God of mercy, God of grace,
Show the brightness of Thy face;
Shine upon us, Savior, shine,
Fill Thy Church with light divine,
And Thy saving health extend,
Unto earth’s remotest end.Let the people praise Thee, Lord!
Be by all that live adored;
Let the nations shout and sing
Glory to their Savior King,
At Thy feet their tribute pay,
And Thy holy will obey.Let the people praise Thee, Lord!
Earth shall then her fruits afford,
God to man His blessings give,
Man to God devoted live;
All below and all above
One in joy and light and love.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 67:1] Lord, Bless And Pity Us
Lord, bless and pity us,
Shine on us with Thy face,
That all the earth Thy way may know
And men may see Thy grace.Thy praise, O gracious God,
Let all the nations sing,
Let all men worship Thee with joy
And songs of gladness bring.The nations Thou wilt judge
And lead them in Thy ways;
Let all men praise Thy Name, O God,
Let al the people praise.The earth her fruit shall yield,
For God, our God, will bless;
We shall be blest, and all the world
His glory shall confess.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 67:1] May God Bestow On Us His Grace
May God bestow on us His grace,
With blessings rich provide us,
And may the brightness of His face
To life eternal guide us
That we His saving health may know,
His gracious will and pleasure,
And also to the heathen show
Christ’s riches without measure
And unto God convert them.Thine over all shall be the praise
And thanks of every nation,
And all the world with joy shall raise
The voice of exultation;
For Thou shalt judge the earth, O Lord,
Nor suffer sin to flourish;
Thy people’s pasture is Thy Word
Their souls to feed and nourish,
In righteous paths to keep them.Oh, let the people praise Thy worth,
In all good works increasing;
The land shall plenteous fruit bring forth,
Thy Word is rich in blessing,
May God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit bless us!
Let all the world praise Him alone,
Let solemn awe possess us,
Now let our hearts say, Amen.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 67:1] O God, To Us Show Mercy
O God, to us show mercy and bless us in Thy grace;
Cause Thou to shine upon us the brightness of Thy face;
That so Thy way most holy on earth may soon be known,
And unto every people Thy saving grace be shown.O God, let all men praise Thee, let all the nations sing;
In every land let praises and songs of gladness ring;
For Thou shalt judge the people in truth and righteousness,
And through the earth the nations shall Thy just rule confess.O God, let people praise Thee, let all the nations sing,
For earth in rich abundance to us her fruit shall bring.
The Lord our God shall bless us, our God shall blessing send,
And all the earth shall fear him to its remotest end.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 67:1] Savior Of The Nations, Come
Savior of the nations, come;
Virgin’s Son, here make Thy home!
Marvel now, O heaven and earth,
That the Lord chose such a birth.Not by human flesh and blood;
By the Spirit of our God
Was the Word of God made flesh,
Woman’s offspring, pure and fresh.Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child
Of the virgin undefiled!
Though by all the world disowned,
Still to be in heaven enthroned.From the Father forth He came
And returneth to the same,
Captive leading death and hell
High the song of triumph swell!Thou, the Father’s only Son,
Hast over sin the victory won.
Boundless shall Thy kingdom be;
When shall we its glories see?Brightly doth Thy manger shine,
Glorious is its light divine.
Let not sin o’ercloud this light;
Ever be our faith thus bright.Praise to God the Father sing,
Praise to God the Son, our King,
Praise to God the Spirit be
Ever and eternally.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 67:1] Send Thy Blessing
We come before Thy throne today,
Thy promised presence claim;
O come and enter now our hearts,
And set our souls aflame.Refrain
Lord, send Thy blessing,
Lord, send Thy blessing,
Lord, send Thy blessing
On our waiting souls.We know that Thou art present here,
Thy grace to us reveal;
We fain would know Thy blessèd will,
Thy holy presence feel.Refrain
O send to us Thy quick’ning pow’r,
All guilt and dross remove;
O let our waiting hearts be filled,
Dear Savior, with Thy love.Refrain
Accept the homage that we bring,
O Lord, we humbly pray,
Bestow Thy richest blessings now,
And meet with us today.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 102:1
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[Psa 102:1] Lord, Hear My Prayer
Lord, hear my prayer, and let my cry
Have ready access unto Thee;
When in distress to Thee I fly,
O hide not Thou Thy face from me.
Attend, O Lord, to my desire,
O haste to answer when I pray;
For grief consumes my strength like fire,
My days as smoke pass swift away.My heart is withered like the grass,
And I forget my daily bread;
In lonely grief my days I pass
And sad my thoughts upon my bed.
My foes reproach me all the day,
My drink is tears, my bread is grief,
For in Thy wrath I pine away,
My days are like a fading leaf.But Thou, Jehovah, shalt endure,
Thy throne forever is the same;
And to all generations sure
Shall be Thy great memorial Name.
The time for Zion’s help is near,
The time appointed in Thy love;
O let Thy gracious aid appear,
Look Thou in mercy from above.O Lord, regard the prayer of those
Who love the walls of Zion well,
Whose hearts are heavy for her woes,
Who sad amid her ruins dwell.
Thy power and glory shall appear,
And Zion’s walls shall be restored;
Then all the kings of earth shall fear
And heathen nations serve the Lord.The Lord, exalted on His throne,
Looked down from Heav’n with pitying eye
To still the lowly captive’s moan
And save His people doomed to die.
All men in Zion shall declare
His gracious Name with one accord,
When kings and nations gather there
To serve and worship God the Lord.Play source: Cyberhymnal
