Psalms 8:3

• [Psa 8:3] O Thou, To Whom All Creatures Bow

  O Thou, to Whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Thro’ all the world, how great art Thou! How glorious is Thy Name! When Heav’n, Thy beauteous work on high, Employs my wondering sight; The moon that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light; Lord, what is man, that Thou shouldst deign To bear him in Thy mind! Or what his race, that Thou shouldst prove To them so wondrous kind! O Thou, to Whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Thro’ all the world, how great art Thou! How glorious is Thy Name!

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Psalms 31:19

• [Psa 31:19] How Great The Goodness Kept In Store

  How great the goodness kept in store For those who fear Thee and adore In meek humility. How great the deeds with mercy fraught Which openly Thy hand has wrought For those who trust in Thee, For those who trust in Thee. Secured by Thine unfailing grace, In Thee they find a hiding place When foes their plots devise; A sure retreat Thou will prepare, And keep them safely sheltered there, When strife of tongues shall rise, When strife of tongues shall rise. Blest be the Lord, for He has showed While giving me a safe abode, His love beyond compare; Although His face He seemed to hide, He ever heard me when I cried; And made my wants His care, And made my wants His care. Ye saints, Jehovah love and serve, For He the faithful will preserve, And shield from men of pride; Be strong, and let your hearts be brave, All ye that wait for Him to save, In God the Lord confide, In God the Lord confide

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• [Psa 31:19] Indulgent Lord, Thy Goodness Reigns

  Indulgent Lord, Thy goodness reigns Through all the wide, celestial plains; And thence its streams redundant flow, And cheer th’abodes of men below. Oh, give to every human heart To taste and feel how good Thou art! With grateful love and holy fear, To know how blest Thy children are.
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Psalms 61:2

• [Psa 61:2] Lead Me To The Rock

  When mountains of doubt hem me in on each side, And waves of affliction roll in like a tide; When vainly I seek some new pathway to try, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain Oh, lead me to the Rock, Oh, lead me to the Rock, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I, Oh, lead me to the Rock, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. When storms of deep trouble rage fiercely around, When forebodings of ill in my spirit abound; When the hopes of a lifetime are blighted and die, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain The sun of prosperity brightly may shine, And my heart round its treasures too closely may twine, When my hopes are in danger of rising too high, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain When nearing the shore of the river of death, And the moments fly swiftly with each labored breath, When losing my hold of each dear earthly tie, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain Whatever my lot, be it wearily sad, Or actively busy or joyously glad; In each joy and sorrow, my God, be Thou nigh, Oh, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Refrain

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• [Psa 61:2] Rock That Is Higher Than I, The

  Oh! sometimes the shadows are deep, And rough seems the path to the goal, And sorrows, sometimes how they sweep Like tempests down over the soul. Refrain O then to the Rock let me fly To the Rock that is higher than I O then to the Rock let me fly To the Rock that is higher than I! Oh! sometimes how long seems the day, And sometimes how weary my feet! But toiling in life’s dusty way, The Rock’s blessèd shadow, how sweet! Refrain Then near to the Rock let me keep If blessings or sorrows prevail, Or climbing the mountain way steep, Or walking the shadowy vale. Refrain

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Psalms 69:15

• [Psa 69:15] O God, Who Metest In Thy Hand

  O God, who metest in Thine hand The waters of the mighty sea, And barrest ocean with the sand By Thy perpetual decree: What time the floods lift up their voice And break in anger on the shore, When deep to deep calls with the noise Of waterspouts and billows’ roar; When they who to the sea go down, And in the waters ply their toil, Are lifted on the surge’s crown, And plunged where seething eddies boil; Rule then, O Lord, the ocean’s wrath, And bind the tempest with Thy will; Tread, as of old, the water’s path And speak Thy bidding, “Peace, be still.” So with Thy mercies ever new Thy servants set from peril free, And bring them, Pilot wise and true, Within the port where they would be.

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Psalms 89:19

• [Psa 89:19] In Vision To His Saints God Spake

  In vision to His saints God spake: “From out the people one I take, A mighty leader, true and brave, Ordained, exalted, strong to save. My chosen servant I appoint, With holy oil his head anoint; My hand with him shall still remain, My arm his strength shall well sustain. “No enemy shall him affright, His adversaries I will smite, My faithfulness to him will prove, And nevermore My grace remove. Yea, he shall triumph in My Name, And great shall be his power and fame, From sea to sea his mighty hand Shall hold dominion o’er the land. “‘Thou art my Father,’ he shall cry, ‘My God, my Rock of refuge high’; My firstborn son shall he be owned, Above the kings of earth enthroned. For him My mercy shall endure, My covenant with him is sure; His throne and race I will maintain, Forever, while the heavens remain. “Should sons of his My laws forsake, My just commands and statutes break, Then, though My rod their sins reprove, My mercy I will not remove. Though they be chastened sore and tried, My faithfulness shall yet abide; My plighted word I will not break, Nor change the promise that I spake. “My oath is steadfast, ever sure, My servant’s race shall still endure; His throne forever firm shall stay When sun and moon have passed away.” On Thine anointed wrath is poured As if Thy covenant were abhorred; Thou hast profaned his kingly crown, His matchless strength is broken down. He is reproached and spoiled of all, His enemies upon him fall; His beauty is consumed away, Forgotten is his kingly sway. Cut off in youth, his sacred name Is covered now with deepest shame; How long, O Lord, shall wrath abide? Thy face forever wilt Thou hide? Think on my life; O Lord, take thought; Hast Thou created man for naught? What man that lives has power to save His soul from death, and from the grave? Where are Thy mercies which of old Were in Thy promises foretold? Remember, Lord, the bitter shame Heaped on Thine own anointed’s name. I sing of mercies that endure Forever builded firm and sure, Of faithfulness that never dies, Established changeless in the skies. Blest be the Lord forevermore, Whose promise stands from days of yore. His word is faithful now as then; Blest be His Name. Amen, Amen.

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Psalms 102:13

• [Psa 102:13] Let Sion And Her Sons Rejoice

  Let Sion and her sons rejoice, Behold the promised hour; Her God hath heard her mourning voice, And comes t’exalt His power. Her dust and ruins that remain Are precious in our eyes; Those ruins shall be built again, And all that dust shall rise. The Lord will raise Jerusalem And stand in glory there; Nations shall bow before His Name, And kings attend with fear. He sits a sovereign on His throne, With pity in His eyes; He hears the dying prisoners groan, And sees their sighs arise. He frees the souls condemned to death, And when His saints complain, It sha’n’t be said, “That praying breath Was ever spent in vain.” This shall be known when we are dead, And left on long record; That ages yet unborn may read, And trust, and praise the Lord.

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