Psalms 14:3

• [Psa 14:3] Mouth Of Fools Doth God Confess, The

  The mouth of fools doth God confess, But while their lips draw nigh Him, Their heart is full of wickedness, And all their deeds deny Him. Corrupt are they, and every one Abominable works hath done; There is not one well-doer. The Lord looked from His heavenly throne On all mankind below Him To see if there were any one Who truly sought to know Him, And all his understanding bent To search His holy Word, intent To do His will in earnest. But none there was who walked with God, For all aside had slidden, Delusive paths of folly trod, And followed lusts forbidden; Not one there was who practiced good, Though many deemed, in haughty mood, Their deeds to God were pleasing. “How long, by folly blindly led, Will they oppress the needy And My own flock devour like bread?” So fierce are they and greedy! In God they put no trust at all, Nor on His Name in trouble call, But be their own providers. Therefore their heart is never still, A constant fear dismays them, God is with him who doth His will, Who trusts Him and obeys Him; Ye shame the counsel of the poor And mock him when he doth assure That God is e’er his Refuge. Who shall to Israel’s outcast race From Zion bring salvation? God will Himself at length show grace And loose the captive nation; That will He do by Christ, their King; Let Jacob then be glad and sing And Israel be joyful.

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Psalms 32:2

• [Psa 32:2] Happy The Man To Whom His God

  Happy the man to whom his God No more imputes his sin, But, washed in the Redeemer’s blood, Hath made his garments clean! Happy beyond expression he Whose debts are thus discharged; And from the guilty bondage free, He feels his soul enlarged. His spirit hates deceit and lies, His words are all sincere; He guards his heart, he guards his eyes, To keep his conscience clear. While I my inward guilt suppressed, No quiet I could find; Thy wrath lay burning in my breast, And racked my tortured mind. Then I confessed my troubled thoughts, My secret sins revealed; Thy pardoning grace forgave my faults, Thy grace my pardon sealed. This shall invite Thy saints to pray; When like a raging flood Temptations rise, our strength and stay Is a forgiving God.

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Psalms 32:10

• [Psa 32:10] The Mercy Of God Is An Ocean Divine

  The mercy of God is an ocean divine, A boundless and fathomless flood. Launch out in the deep, cut away the shore line, And be lost in the fullness of God. Refrain Launch out, into the deep. Oh let the shore line go. Launch out, launch out in the ocean divine, Out where the full tides flow. But many, alas! only stand on the shore, And gaze on the ocean so wide. They never have ventured its depths to explore, Or to launch on the fathomless tide. Refrain And others just venture away from the land, And linger so near to the shore That the surf and the slime that beat over the strand Dash o’er them in floods evermore. Refrain Oh, let us launch out on this ocean so broad, Where floods of salvation o’erflow. Oh, let us be lost in the mercy of God, Till the depths of His fullness we know. Refrain

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Psalms 34:8

• [Psa 34:8] How You Will Love Him!

  Ye who wander, of sin grown weary, Lonely and far from the safe home-fold, Come and learn what the love of Christ is, Love whose gladness can ne’er be told. Refrain O, how you’ll love Him when you know Him! Know the Christ Who died to set you free; On Calv’ry’s cross His heart was broken, Broken there for you, for me! Come, and coming, find peace and pardon Waiting for you at the place of prayer; Kneel and ask for a soul forgiven, Christ is yearning to meet you there. Refrain You should know of this love so tender, Love that is steadfast, and deep, and true; Come and share in its sweetness with me, Come, and find that my Christ loves you. Refrain Come, and find that you cannot fathom Love like Christ’s till you taste and see; Height and depths of the love of Jesus No man knows till it sets Him free. Refrain

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Psalms 112:1

• [Psa 112:1] How Blest The Man Who Fears The Lord

  How blest the man who fears the Lord And greatly loves God’s holy will; His children share his great reward, And blessings all their days shall fill. Abounding wealth shall bless his home, His righteousness shall still endure, To him shall light arise in gloom, For he is merciful and pure. The man whose hand the weak befriends In judgment shall his cause maintain; A peace unmoved his life attends, And long his memory shall remain. Of evil tidings not afraid, His trust is in the Lord alone; His heart is steadfast, undismayed, For he shall see his foes o’erthrown. With kind remembrance of the poor, For their distress his gifts provide; His righteousness shall thus endure, His name in honor shall abide. To shame the wicked shall be brought, While righteous men shall favor gain; Unrighteous hopes shall come to naught, Its due reward shall sin obtain.

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• [Psa 112:1] That Man Is Bless’d Who Stands In Awe

  That man is blest who stands in awe Of God, and loves His sacred law: His seed on earth shall be renowned; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An inexhausted treasury, And with successive honors crowned. His lib’ral favors he extends, To some he gives, to others lends; A gen’rous pity fills his mind: Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs And thus he’s just to all mankind. His hands, while they his alms bestow’d, His glory’s future harvest sow’d; The sweet remembrance of the just, Like a green root, revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. Beset with threat’ning dangers round, Unmov’d shall he maintain his ground; His conscience holds his courage up: The soul that’s fill’d with virtue’s light, Shines brightest in affliction’s night, And sees in darkness beams of hope. Ill tidings never can surprise His heart that fix’d on God relies, Though waves and tempests roar around: Safe on the rock he sits, and sees The shipwreck of his enemies, And all their hope and glory drown’d. The wicked shall his triumph see, And gnash their teeth in agony, To find their expectations cross’d; They and their envy, pride, and spite, Sink down to everlasting night, And all their names in darkness lost.

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Psalms 119:42

• [Psa 119:42] Fully Trusting

  All my doubts I give to Jesus! I’ve His gracious promise heard— “I shall never be confounded”— I am trusting in that word. Refrain I am trusting, fully trusting, Sweetly trusting in His Word; I am trusting, fully trusting, Sweetly trusting in His Word. All my sin I lay on Jesus! He doth wash me in His blood; He will keep me pure and holy, He will bring me home to God. Refrain All my fears I give to Jesus! Rests my weary soul on Him; Tho’ my way be hid in darkness, Never can His light grow dim. Refrain All my joys I give to Jesus! He is all I want of bliss; He of all the worlds is Master— He has all I need in this. Refrain All I am I give to Jesus! All my body, all my soul, All I have, and all I hope for, While eternal ages roll. Refrain

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• [Psa 119:42] I Do Not Know How

  I do not know how Adam’s sin Lives on in you and me, Nor how it causes all the wrong And sorrow that we see. Refrain But I read it in God’s Word, and I believe it; Yes, I believe it, fully believe it! I read it in God’s Word, and I believe it, And that is all I need to do. I do not know how God could give Unto a maiden fair, His holy Son, in Bethl’hem born, His bed a manger bare. Refrain I do not know how God could lay My sins upon His Son, Nor how, on Calv’ry’s cross, for me He perfect pardon won. Refrain I do not know how God could call His Son from out the grave, Nor how that way to me His Everlasting life He gave. Refrain I do not know how Jesus’ blood Can cleanse my heart from sin, Nor how, by faith, in ev’ry fight The vict’ry I may win. Refrain I do not know how one day He Can come to earth again, Nor how like Him I shall be made, And ever with Him reign. Refrain

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Psalms 146:5-6

• [Psa 146:6] O Maker Of The Sea And Sky

  O Maker of the sea and sky, Whose word the stormy winds fulfill, On the wide ocean Thou art nigh, Bidding these hearts of ours be still. What if Thy footsteps are not known? W know Thy way is in the sea; We trace the shadow of Thy throne, Constant amid inconstancy. Thou bidd’st the north or south wind blow; The lonely sea bird is Thy care; And in the clouds which come and go, We see Thy chariots everywhere. The sun that lights the homeland dear Spreads the new morning o’er the deep; And in the dark Thy stars appear, Keeping their watches while we sleep. And so, secure from all alarms, Thy seas beneath, Thy skies above, Clasped in the everlasting arms, We rest in Thine unslumbering love.

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  source: Cyberhymnal