Psalms 25:5

• [Psa 25:5] Look Upon Us, Blessèd Lord

  Look upon us, blessèd Lord, Take our wandering thoughts and guide us; We have come to hear Thy Word, With Thy teaching now provide us, That, from earth’s distractions turning, We Thy message may be learning. For Thy Spirit’s radiance bright We, assembled here, are hoping; If Thou shouldst withhold the light, In the dark our souls were groping: In each word and thought direct us: Thou, Thou only, canst correct us. Brightness of the Father’s face, Light of Light, from God proceeding, Make us ready in this place; Ear and heart await Thy leading. Fill with life and inspiration Every prayer and meditation.

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• [Psa 25:5] O Teach Me What It Meaneth

  O teach me what it meaneth, That cross uplifted high, With One, the Man of Sorrows, Condemned to bleed and die! O teach me what it cost Thee To make a sinner whole; And teach me, Savior, teach me The value of a soul! O teach me what it meaneth, That sacred crimson tide, The blood and water flowing From Thine own wounded side. Teach me that if none other Had sinned, but I alone, Yet still Thy blood, Lord Jesus, Thine only, must atone. O teach me what it meaneth, Thy love beyond compare, The love that reacheth deeper Than depths of self-despair! Yes, teach me, till there gloweth In this cold heart of mine Some feeble, pale reflection Of that pure love of Thine. O teach me what it meaneth, For I am full of sin, And grace alone can reach me, And love alone can win. O teach me, for I need Thee, I have no hope beside— The chief of all the sinners For whom the Savior died! O teach me what it meaneth The rest which Thou dost give To all the heavy-laden Who look to Thee and live. Because I am a rebel Thy pardon I receive Because Thou dost command me, I can, I do believe. O infinite Redeemer! I bring no other plea; Because Thou dost invite me I cast myself on Thee. Because Thou dost accept me I love and I adore; Because Thy love constraineth, I’ll praise Thee evermore!

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• [Psa 25:5] O Thou God Of My Salvation

  O Thou God of my salvation, my Redeemer from all sin; Moved by Thy divine compassion, who hast died my heart to win; I will praise Thee, I will praise Thee, where shall I Thy praise begin? I will praise Thee, I will praise Thee, where shall I Thy praise begin? Though unseen, I love the Savior, He hath brought salvation near; Manifests His pardoning favor, and when Jesus doth appear, Soul and body, soul and body, shall His glorious image bear; Soul and body, soul and body, shall His glorious image bear. While the angel choirs are crying, “Glory to the great I Am,” I with them will still be vying—glory, glory, to the Lamb! Oh, how precious, oh, how precious is the sound of Jesus’ Name! Oh, how precious, oh, how precious is the sound of Jesus’ Name! Angels now are hovering round us, unperceived among the throng; Wondering at the love that crowned us, glad to sing the holy song; Hallelujah, hallelujah, love and praise to Christ belong! Hallelujah, hallelujah, love and praise to Christ belong!

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Psalms 27:5

• [Psa 27:5] Anywhere With Jesus

  Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go, Anywhere He leads me in this world below; Anywhere without Him dearest joys would fade; Anywhere with Jesus I am not afraid. Refrain Anywhere, anywhere! Fear I cannot know; Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go. Anywhere with Jesus I am not alone; Other friends may fail me, He is still my own; Though His hand may lead me over drearest ways, Anywhere with Jesus is a house of praise. Refrain Anywhere with Jesus, over land and sea, Telling souls in darkness of salvation free; Ready as He summons me to go or stay, Anywhere with Jesus when He points the way. Refrain Anywhere with Jesus I can go to sleep, When the darkening shadows round about me creep, Knowing I shall waken nevermore to roam; Anywhere with Jesus will be home, sweet home. Refrain

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• [Psa 27:5] Hide Me

  Hide me, O my Savior, hide me In Thy holy place; Resting there beneath Thy glory, O let me see Thy face. Refrain Hide me, hide me, O blessèd Savior, hide me; O Savior, keep me, Safely, O Lord, with Thee. Hide me, when the storm is raging O’er life’s troubled sea; Like a dove on ocean’s billows, O let me fly to Thee. Refrain Hide me, when my heart is breaking With its weight of woe; When in tears I seek the comfort Thou canst alone bestow. Refrain

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Psalms 42:8

• [Psa 42:8] Day Thou Gavest, Lord, Is Ended, The

  The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at Thy behest; To Thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. As o’er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren ’neath the western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making Thy wondrous doings heard on high. So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never, Like earth’s proud empires, pass away: Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever, Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.

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• [Psa 42:8] God Of My Life, Through All My Days

  God of my life, through all my days, My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise; My song shall wake with opening light, And cheer the dark and silent night. When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. When death o’er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. But O! when that last conflict’s o’er, And I am chained to earth no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies! Soon shall I learn the exalted strains Which echo through the heavenly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round the throne. The cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul shall live; A work so sweet, a theme so high, Demands and crowns eternity.

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• [Psa 42:8] God Of My Life, To Thee I Call

  God of my life, to Thee I call; Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall; When the great water floods prevail Leave not my trembling heart to fail! Friend of the friendless and the saint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor! Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea? Does not the Word still fixed remain That none shall seek Thy face in vain? That were a grief I could not bear, Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; But a prayer hearing, answering God Supports me under every load. Fair is the lot that’s cast for me! I have an Advocate with Thee; They whom the world caresses most, Have no such privilege to boast. Poor thou I am, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

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• [Psa 42:8] My Lord, My Life, My Love

  My Lord, my Life, my Love, To Thee, to Thee I call; I cannot live if Thou remove: Thou art my joy, my all. My only sun to cheer The darkness where I dwell; The best and only true delight My song hath found to tell. To Thee in very Heaven The angels owe their bliss; To Thee the saints, whom Thou hast called Where perfect pleasure is. And how shall man, Thy child, Without Thee happy be, Who hath no comfort nor desire In all the world but Thee? Return, my Love, my Life; Thy grace hath won my heart; If Thou forgive, if Thou return, I will no more depart.

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• [Psa 42:8] Slowly Sinks The Setting Sun

  Slowly sinks the setting sun, Now the work of day is done; Lord, we come a thankful throng, Raise to Thee our evening song. For Thy tender care bestowed, For Thy pardoning blood which flowed; For Thy love that crowns our days, Lord, accept our grateful praise. And when sets life’s weary sun, When the toil of earth is done, To Thy home of perfect rest, Lord, receive us, ever blest. For the robe, the palm, the blood, May we always praise our God, And with all the ransomed throng, Swell high Heaven’s triumphant song.

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Psalms 72:15

• [Psa 72:15] Every Day Will I Bless Thee

  My Savior’s praises I will sing, And all His love express; Whose mercies each returning day Proclaim His faithfulness. Refrain “Every day will I bless Thee! Every day will I bless Thee! And I will praise, will praise Thy Name For ever and ever!” Redeemed by His almighty power, My Savior and my King; My confidence in Him I place, To Him my soul would cling. Refrain On Thee alone, my Savior, God, My steadfast hopes depend; And to Thy holy will my soul Submissively would bend. Refrain O grant Thy Holy Spirit’s grace, And aid my feeble powers, That gladly I may follow Thee Thro’ all my future hours. Refrain

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Psalms 88:9

• [Psa 88:9] Father, I Stretch My Hands To Thee

  Father, I stretch my hands to Thee, No other help I know; If Thou withdraw Thyself from me, Ah! whither shall I go? What did Thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath! What pain, what labor, to secure My soul from endless death! O Jesus, could I this believe, I now should feel Thy power; Now my poor soul Thou wouldst retrieve, Nor let me wait one hour. Surely Thou canst not let me die; O speak, and I shall live; And here I will unwearied lie, Till Thou Thy Spirit give. Author of faith! to Thee I lift My weary, longing eyes: O let me now receive that gift! My soul without it dies. The worst of sinners would rejoice, Could they but see Thy face: O, let me hear Thy quickening voice, And taste Thy pardoning grace.

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Psalms 92:1

• [Psa 92:1] How Good It Is To Thank The Lord

  How good it is to thank the Lord, And praise to Thee, Most High, accord, To show Thy love with morning light, And tell Thy faithfulness each night; Yea, good it is Thy praise to sing, And all our sweetest music bring. O Lord, with joy my heart expands, Before the wonders of Thy hands; Great works, Jehovah, Thou hast wrought, Exceeding deep Thine every thought; A foolish man knows not their worth, Nor he whose mind is of the earth. When as the grass the wicked grow, When sinners flourish here below, Then is there endless ruin nigh, But Thou, O Lord, art throned on high; Thy foes shall fall before Thy might, The wicked shall be put to flight. Thou, Lord, hast high exalted me With royal strength and dignity; With Thine anointing I am blest, Thy grace and favor on me rest; I thus exult o’er all my foes, O’er all that would my cause oppose. The righteous man shall flourish well, And in the house of God shall dwell; He shall be like a goodly tree, And all his life shall fruitful be; For righteous is the Lord and just, He is my Rock, in Him I trust.

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• [Psa 92:1] It Is Good To Sing Thy Praises

  It is good to sing Thy praises and to thank Thee, O Most High, Showing forth Thy lovingkindness when the morning lights the sky. It is good when night is falling of Thy faithfulness to tell, While with sweet, melodious praises, songs of adoration swell. Thou hast filled my heart with gladness through the works Thy hands have wrought; Thou hast made my life victorious, great Thy works and deep Thy thought. Thou, O Lord, on high exalted, reignest evermore in might; All Thy enemies shall perish, sin be banished from Thy sight. But the good shall live before Thee, planted in Thy dwelling place. Fruitful trees and ever verdant, nourished by Thy boundless grace. In His goodness to the righteous God His righteousness displays; God my Rock, my Strength and Refuge, just and true are all His ways.

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• [Psa 92:1] Sweet Is The Work, O Lord

  Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious acts to sing, To praise Thy Name, and hear Thy Word, And grateful offerings bring. Sweet, at the dawning light, Thy boundless love to tell; And, when approach the shades of night, Still on the theme to dwell. Sweet, on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice With those who love and serve Thee best, And in Thy Name rejoice. To songs of praise and joy Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our blest employ Eternally in Heaven.

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Psalms 139:12

• [Psa 139:12] God Is Always Near Me

  God is always near me, Hearing what I say; Knowing all my thoughts and deeds, All my work and play. God is always near me, In the darkest night, He can see me just the same As by midday light. God is always near me, Though so young and small; Not a look, or word, or thought, But God knows it all.
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• [Psa 139:12] O Thou To Whose All Searching Sight

  O Thou to Whose all searching sight The darkness shineth as the light, Search, prove my heart; it pants for Thee; O burst these bonds, and set it free! Wash out its stains, refine its dross, Nail my affections to the cross; Hallow each thought; let all within Be clean, as Thou, my Lord, art clean! If in this darksome wild I stray, Be Thou my light, be Thou my way; No foes, no violence I fear, No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. When rising floods my soul o’erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe, Jesu, Thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. Savior, where’er Thy steps I see, Dauntless, untired, I follow thee! O let Thy hand support me still, And lead me to Thy holy hill! If rough and thorny be the way, My strength proportion to my day; Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, Where all is calm, and joy, and peace.

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• [Psa 139:12] Peacefully Round Us The Shadows Are Falling

  Peacefully round us the shadows are falling, Glad be our praises and trustful our prayer; Hear us, O Lord, on Thy providence calling, Lighten our darkness, and banish our care. Hushed are the sheep bells afar on the moorland, O’er the still meadows the night breezes sweep, Faint fall the footsteps in city and hamlet, Safely the children are folded in sleep. Softly may weary ones rest from their duty, Bright be the dreams of the troubled and worn, While through the shades beam the stars in their beauty, Watching the world till the breaking of morn. Lord of the night, let Thine angels defend us; Sunshine and gloom are alike unto Thee; Lord of the day, let Thy Spirit attend us, Bless us and keep us wherever we be.

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