Psalms 24:8
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[Psa 24:8] Hail Him The King Of Glory
Tell it to every kindred and nation,
Tell it far and near;
Earth’s darkest night will fade with the dawning,
Jesus will soon appear.Refrain
Hail Him the King of glory,
Once the Lamb for sinners slain;
Tell, tell the wondrous story,
“Jesus comes to reign.”Nations again in strife and commotion,
Warnings by the way;
Signs in the heavens, unerring omens,
Herald the glorious day.Refrain
Children of God look up with rejoicing;
Shout and sing His praise;
Blessèd are they who, waiting and watching,
Look for the dawning rays.Refrain
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[Psa 24:8] Jesus, King Of Glory
Jesus, King of glory, throned above the sky,
Jesus, tender Savior, hear Thy children cry.
Pardon our transgressions, cleanse from our sin,
By Thy Spirit help us heav’nly life to win.Refrain
Jesus, King of glory, throned above the sky,
Jesus, tender Savior, hear Thy children cry.Help us ever steadfast in the faith to be:
In Thy Church’s conflicts fighting valiantly.
Loving Savior, strengthen these weak hearts of ours,
Through Thy cross to conquer crafty evil powers.Refrain
When the shadows lengthen, show us, Lord, Thy way;
Through the darkness lead us to the heavenly day;
When our course is finished, ended all the strife,
Grant us, with the faithful, palms and crowns of life.Refrain
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Psalms 96:1
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[Psa 96:1] Glory Of The Spring How Sweet!, The
The glory of the spring how sweet!
The new-born life how glad!
What joy the happy earth to greet
In new, bright raiment clad!Divine Redeemer, Thee I bless;
I greet Thy going forth;
I love Thee in the loveliness
Of Thy renewèd earth.But O these wonders of Thy grace,
These nobler works of Thine,
These marvels sweeter far to trace,
These new births more divine:This new-born glow of faith so strong,
This bloom of love so fair,
This new-born ecstasy of song,
And fragrancy of prayer!Creator Spirit, work in me
These wonders sweet of Thine;
Divine Redeemer, graciously
Renew this heart of mine.Still let new life and strength upspring,
Still let new joy be given;
And grant the glad new song to ring
Through the new earth and Heaven.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 96:1] Let All The Earth Their Voices Raise
Let all the earth their voices raise
To sing the choicest psalm of praise,
To sing and bless Jehovah’s Name:
His glory let the heathens know,
His wonders to the nations show,
And all His saving works proclaim.The heathens know Thy glory, Lord,
The wondering nations read Thy Word,
In Britain is Jehovah known:
Our worship shall no more be paid
To gods which mortal hands have made;
Our Maker is our God alone.He framed the globe, He built the sky,
He made the shining worlds on high,
And reigns complete in glory there:
His beams are majesty and light;
His beauties, how divinely bright!
His temple, how divinely fair!Come the great day, the glorious hour,
When earth shall feel His saving power,
And barbarous nations fear His Name;
Then shall the race of man confess
The beauty of His holiness,
And in His courts His grace proclaim.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 96:1] O Sing A New Song To The Lord
O sing a new song to the Lord;
Sing all, the earth, to God,
To God sing, bless His Name, show still
His saving health abroad.Great honor is before His face,
And majesty divine;
Strength is within His holy place,
And there doth beauty shine.Do ye ascribe unto the Lord,
Of people every tribe,
Glory do ye unto the Lord
And mighty power ascribe.Give ye the glory to the Lord
That to His Name is due;
Come ye into His courts, and bring
An offering with you.In beauty of His holiness,
O do the Lord adore;
Likewise let all the earth throughout
Tremble His face before.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 96:1] Sing To The Lord, Sing His Praise
Sing to the Lord, sing His praise, all ye peoples,
New be your song as new honors ye pay;
Sing of His majesty, bless Him forever,
Show His salvation from day to day.Tell of His wondrous works, tell of His glory,
Till through the nations His Name is revered;
Praise and exalt Him, for He is almighty,
God over all, let the Lord be feared.Vain are the heathen gods, idols and helpless;
God made the heav’ns, and His glory they tell;
Honor and majesty shine out before Him,
Beauty and strength in His temple dwell.Give unto God most high glory and honor,
Come with your off’rings and humbly draw near;
In holy beauty now worship Jehovah,
Tremble before Him with godly fear.Make all the nations know God reigns forever;
Earth is established as He did decree;
Righteous and just is the King of the nations;
Judging the people with equity.Let Heav’n and earth be glad; waves of the ocean,
Forest and field, exultation express;
For God is coming, the Judge of the nations,
Coming to judge in His righteousness.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 96:1] Sing To The Lord, Ye Distant Lands
Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands!
Ye tribes of every tongue!
His new discovered grace demands
A new and nobler song.Say to the nations, “Jesus reigns,
God’s own almighty Son;
His power the sinking world sustains,
And grace surrounds His throne.”Let Heav’n proclaim the joyful day;
Joy through the earth be seen;
Let cities shine in bright array,
And fields in cheerful green.Let an unusual joy surprise
The islands of the sea;
Ye mountains! sink; ye valleys, rise;
Prepare the Lord His way.Behold, He comes—He comes to bless
The nations as their God;
To show the world His righteousness,
And send His truth abroad.But when His voice shall raise the dead,
And bid the world draw near,
How will the guilty nations dread
To see their Judge appear!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 96:1] Sing Unto God
Sing unto God, our Hope and our Deliv’rer;
He is the Lord, the mighty theme prolong;
Pour out your hearts in music’s sweetest numbers,
Pour out your hearts in melody and song.
Seek ye the gates, the lovely gates of Zion,
Now let His courts with holy rapture ring;
Wake, wake again, the silent harp of Judah;
Break forth ye hills, and let the desert sing.
Sing unto God, our Hope and our Deliv’rer;
He is the Lord, the mighty theme prolong;
Pour out your hearts in music’s sweetest numbers,
Pour out your hearts in melody and song.Sing unto God, for He alone is worthy,
Sing unto God, for He alone is King;
Come, O ye lands, and trusting His salvation,
Sing unto God, in grateful chorus sing.
Great is the Lord, and wonderful His mercy,
Strong is His love, abiding evermore.
Sing unto God, and let the voice of gladness,
Break from our hearts, and spread from shore to shore.
Sing unto God, for He alone is worthy,
Sing unto God, for He alone is King;
Come, O ye lands, and trusting His salvation,
Sing unto God, in grateful chorus sing.Sing unto God, ye ransomed ones in glory,
Ye who have reached the shining realms of peace,
Ye who are safe within the blessèd kingdom,
Safe in that land where praise shall never cease.
Sing unto God, ye angels that behold Him,
Sing as ye fly to do your Sovereign’s will,
Sing unto God, let anthems ever rolling,
Earth and the sky with joy and gladness fill.
Sing unto God, ye ransomed ones in glory,
Ye who have reached the shining realms of peace,
Ye who are safe within the blessèd kingdom,
Safe in that land where praise shall never cease.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 146:1
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[Psa 146:1] Hallelujah, Praise Jehovah (1)
Hallelujah, praise Jehovah,
O my soul, Jehovah praise;
I will sing the glorious praises
Of my God through all my days.
Put no confidence in princes,
Nor for help on man depend;
He shall die, to dust returning,
And his purposes shall end.Happy is the man that chooses
Israel’s God to be his aid;
He is blest whose hope of blessing
On the Lord his God is stayed.
Heaven and earth the Lord created,
Seas and all that they contain;
He delivers from oppression,
Righteousness He will maintain.Food He daily gives the hungry,
Sets the mourning prisoner free,
Raises those bowed down with anguish,
Makes the sightless eyes to see.
Well Jehovah loves the righteous,
And the stranger He befriends,
Helps the fatherless and widow,
Judgment on the wicked sends.Hallelujah, praise Jehovah,
O my soul, Jehovah praise;
I will sing the glorious praises
Of my God through all my days.
Over all God reigns forever,
Through all ages He is King;
Unto Him, thy God, O Zion,
Joyful hallelujahs sing.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 146:1] I’ll Praise My Maker
I’ll praise my Maker while I’ve breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers;
My days of praise shall ne’er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Vain is the help of flesh and blood:
Their breath departs, their pomp, and power,
And thoughts, all vanish in an hour,
Nor can they make their promise good.Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel’s God: He made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train:
His truth for ever stands secure;
He saves th’oppressed, He feeds the poor,
And none shall find His promise vain.The Lord has eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the labr’ing conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow, and the fatherless,
And grants the pris’ner sweet release.He loves His saints, He knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell;
Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns:
Let every tongue, let every age,
In this exalted work engage;
Praise Him in everlasting strains.I’ll praise Him while He lends me breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers;
My days of praise shall ne’er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 146:1] It Is Well With My Soul
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.Refrain
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.Refrain
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!Refrain
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.Refrain
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!Refrain
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.Refrain
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[Psa 146:1] My Soul, Inspired With Sacred Love
My soul, inspired with sacred love,
The Lord thy God delight to praise;
His gifts I will for Him improve,
To Him devote my happy days;
To Him my thanks and praises give,
And only for His glory live.Long as my God shall lend me breath,
My every pulse shall beat for Him;
And when my voice is lost in death,
My spirit shall resume the theme.
The gracious theme, for ever new,
Through all eternity pursue.Soon as the breath of man expires,
Again he to his earth shall turn;
Where then are all his vain desires,
His love and hate, esteem and scorn?
All, all at that last gasp are o’er,
He falls to rise on earth no more.He, then, is blest, and only he,
Whose hope is in the Lord his God,
Who can to Him for succor flee,
That spread the earth and Heaven abroad;
That still the universe sustains,
And Lord of His creation reigns.True to His everlasting Word,
He loves the injured to redress:
Poor helpless souls the bounteous Lord
Relieves, and fills with plenteousness:
He sets the mournful prisoners free,
He bids the blind their Savior see.The Lord thy God, O Sion, reigns,
Supreme in mercy as in power,
The endless theme of heavenly strains,
When time and death shall be no more:
And all eternity shall prove
Too short to utter all His love.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 146:1] Praise Thou The Lord, O My Soul
Praise thou the Lord, O my soul, sing praises,
Praise Him from morn till fall of night.
While o’er my life His strong arm He raises,
I shall sing thanks to God, my Light.
Who life and soul hath given me,
Be magnified eternally.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!Sing, all ye nations, exalt the glory
Of Him Whose arm doth valiantly
All that hath life and breath, tell the story
In accent strong, with voices free.
Ye servants of the Triune God,
Father and Son and Spirit laud!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!Praise thou the Lord, O my soul, now praise Him,
His praise continue until death;
While I the pathways of earth am treading
God shall be praised with every breath.
My soul and body He did give,
And waits my praise from morn till eve.
O praise the Lord, O praise the Lord!Happy, yea, happy are they forever,
Whose help the God of Jacob is,
Who hath created the earth and heaven,
The sea and all that therein is.
Let all the world His praises sing,
Who life and health to all doth bring.
O praise the Lord, O praise the Lord!If there are any who are oppressèd,
He worketh justice in the tide;
Food for the hungry, forlorn, distressed,
The Lord in season doth provide;
Those bound in chains He maketh free,
His lovingkindness they shall see,
O praise the Lord, O praise the Lord!Praise, O ye people, the Name most glorious
Of Him Who reigns Almighty King.
Let all unite in one holy chorus
To God our hymns of joy to bring.
O Zion, with the heavenly host,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
O praise the Lord, O praise the Lord!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 146:1] Praise Ye The Lord, My Heart Shall Join
Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join
In work so pleasant, so divine;
Now, while the flesh is mine abode,
And when my soul ascends to God.Praise shall employ my noblest powers,
While immortality endures;
My days of praise shall ne’er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last.Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Their breath departs, their pomp, and power,
And thoughts, all vanish in an hour.Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel’s God; He made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train,
And none shall find His promise vain.His truth forever stands secure;
He saves th’ oppressed, He feeds the poor;
He sends the laboring conscience peace,
And grants the prisoner sweet release.The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless.He loves his saints, He knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell:
Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns;
Praise Him in everlasting strains.Play source: Cyberhymnal
