Psalms 27:14

• [Psa 27:14] My God, My Father, Make Me Strong

  My God, my Father, make me strong, When tasks of life seem hard and long, To greet them with this triumph song, Thy will be done. Draw from my timid eyes the veil, To show, where earthly forces fail, Thy power and love must still prevail, Thy will be done. With confident and humble mind, Freedom in service I would find, Praying through every toil assigned, Thy will be done. Things deemed impossible I dare; Thine is the call and Thine the care; Thy wisdom shall the way prepare; Thy will be done. Heaven’s music chimes the glad days in; Hope soars beyond death, pain and sin; Faith shouts in triumph, “Love must win?; Thy will be done.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 130:5

• [Psa 130:5] My Rest

  Deep and deeper fell the shadows, Nearer seemed the golden strand, And my trusting heart was waiting, Passive in my Savior’s hands; O how brightly o’er my spirit Came a radiance from afar, Like the blush of early morning, Like the rising of a star. Refrain I was waiting, calmly waiting, Not a fear was in my breast; I had trusted my Redeemer, And in Him was now my rest. Nearer seemed the shining portals, But the Master said to me, “There are sheaves that must be garnered Ere the reaping dawns for thee; Yet I know that thou wert weary, And I bade thy heart repose By a healing stream that murmurs Where the Rose of Sharon grows.” Refrain In the silent hours of midnight, When my waking thoughts take wings, O the tranquil peace He gives me, And the hallowed songs He brings! He has crowned me with His blessing, And I now by faith can say, I am going forth with vigor, Still rejoicing on my way. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 130:5] My Savior, On The Word Of Truth

  My Savior, on the word of truth In earnest hope I live; I ask for all the precious things Thy boundless love can give. I look for many a lesser light About my path to shine; But chiefly long to walk with Thee, And only trust in Thine. In holy expectation held, Thy strength my heart shall stay, For Thy right hand will never let My trust be cast away. Yea, Thou hast kept me near Thy feet, In many a deadly strife, By the stronghold of hope in Thee, The hope of endless life. Thou knowest that I am not blest As Thou wouldst have me be, Till all the peace and joy of faith Possess my soul in Thee And still I seek ’mid many fears, With yearnings unexpressed, The comforts of Thy strengthening love, Thy soothing, settling rest. It is not as Thou wilt with me, Till, humbled in the dust; I know no place in all my heart Wherein to put my trust. Until I find, O Lord, in Thee, The Lowly and the Meek, That fullness which Thy own redeemed Go nowhere else to seek. Then, O my Savior, on my soul, Cast down, but not dismayed, Still be Thy chastening, healing hand In tender, mercy laid. And while I wait for all Thy joys, My yearning heart to fill, Teach me to walk and work with Thee, And at Thy feet sit still.

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  source: Cyberhymnal