Psalms 3:8

• [Psa 3:8] Great Source Of Unexhausted Good

  Great Source of unexhausted good, Who givest us health and friends and food And peace and calm content; Like fragrant incense, to the skies, Let songs of grateful praises rise For all Thy blessings lent. Through all the dangers of the day, Thy providence attends our way, To guard us and to guide; Thy grace directs our wandering will, And warns us, lest seducing ill Allure our souls aside. To Thee our lives, our all, we owe, Our peace and sweetest joys below, And brightest hopes above; Then let our lives, and all that’s ours, Our souls, and all our active powers, Be sacred to Thy love.

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• [Psa 3:8] Thy Blessing, O Lord

  Thy blessing, O Lord, With peace us afford; Protect and keep us from danger. Thy face ever bright With heavenly light Let shine now upon us, Thy children. Thy countenance lift, And grant us Thy gift, The peace that abideth forever. That thus we may be Forever with Thee; O Jesus, say “Amen,” yea, “Amen.”
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Psalms 25:1

• [Psa 25:1] I Lift My Soul To God

  I lift my soul to God, My trust is in His Name: Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. Sin, and the powers of hell, Persuade me to despair: Lord, make me know Thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. From the first dawning light Till the dark evening rise, For Thy salvation, Lord, I wait With ever longing eyes. Remember all Thy grace, And lead me in Thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn His ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of His grace. For His own goodness’ sake He saves my soul from shame: He pardons, though my guilt be great, Through my Redeemer’s Name.

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• [Psa 25:1] Lord, I Lift My Soul To Thee

  Lord, I lift my soul to Thee, O my God, I trust Thy might; Let not foes exult o’er me, Shame me not before their sight. Yea, may none be put to shame, None who wait for Thee to bless, But dishonored be their name Who without a cause transgress. Lord, to me Thy ways make known, Guide in truth and teach Thou me; Thou my Savior art alone, All the day I wait for Thee. Lord, remember in Thy love All Thy mercies manifold, Tender mercies from above, Changeless from the days of old. Sins of youth remember not, Nor my trespasses record; Let not mercy be forgot, For Thy goodness’ sake, O Lord. Just and good the Lord abides, He His way will sinners show, He the meek in justice guides, Making them His way to know.

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Psalms 36:9

• [Psa 36:9] After The Life-paths

  After the lifepaths we’re treading End upon time’s solemn shore, There will be light at the river While the redeemed ones pass o’er. Refrain There will be light at the river, There will be light at the river, There will be light at the river, While the redeemed ones pass o’er. There will be light for the spirits Who thro’ deep shadows have come— Fadeless light shining glad welcome Out from the windows of home. Refrain There will be light for the weary Who thro’ sore trials have passed— Radiant light as they enter, Peace that for ever shall last. Refrain There will be light for the faithful, Whate’er the way they have trod— Glorious light sent to guide them Safe to the city of God. Refrain

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• [Psa 36:9] Come To The Fountain

  Come with thy sins to the fountain, Come with thy burden of grief; Bury them deep in its waters, There thou wilt find a relief. Refrain Haste thee away, why wilt thou stay? Risk not thy soul on a moment’s delay; Jesus is waiting to save thee, Mercy is pleading today. Come as thou art to the fountain, Jesus is waiting for thee; What though thy sins are like crimson, White as the snow they shall be. Refrain These are the words of the Savior; They who repent and believe, They who are willing to trust Him, Life at His hand shall receive. Refrain Come and be healed at the fountain, List to the peace speaking voice; Over a sinner returning Now let the angels rejoice. Refrain

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• [Psa 36:9] Morn Of Morns, And Day Of Days

  Morn of morns, and day of days! Beauteous were thy newborn rays: Brighter yet from death’s dark prison Christ, the Light of lights, is risen. He commanded, and His Word Death and the dread chaos heard; Oh, shall we, more deaf than they, In the chains of darkness stay? Nature yet in shadow lies; Let the sons of light arise, And present the morning rays With sweet canticles of praise. While the dead world sleeps around, Let the sacred temples sound Law, and prophet, and blest psalm Lit with holy light so calm. Unto hearts in slumber weak Let the heavenly trumpet speak; And a newer walk express Their new life to righteousness. Grant us this, and with us be, O Thou Fount of charity, Thou Who dost the Spirit give, Bidding the dead letter live. Glory to the Father, Son, And to Thee, O Holy One, By Whose quickening breath divine Our dull spirits turn and shine.

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• [Psa 36:9] Thou Art, O God, The Life And Light

  Thou art, O God, the Life and Light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee; Where’er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine. When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into Heaven, Those hues, that make the sun’s decline So soft, so radiant, Lord, are Thine. When night with wings of starry gloom O’ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark beauteous bird whose plume Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes— That sacred gloom, those fires divine, So grand, so countless, Lord, are Thine. When youthful spring around us breathes, Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh, And every flower the summer wreathes Is born beneath that kindling eye— Where’er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.

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Psalms 56:3

• [Psa 56:3] What Time I Am Afraid

  What time I am afraid I put my trust in Thee; In God I rest, and praise His Word, so rich and free. In God I put my trust, I neither doubt nor fear, For man can never harm With God my Helper near. In God, the Lord, I rest, His word of grace I praise, His promise stands secure, Nor fear nor foe dismays. Upon me are Thy vows, O God, in Whom I live; The sacrifice of praise To Thee I now will give. For Thou hast saved from death, From falling kept me free, That in the light of life My walk may be with Thee.

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Psalms 63:7-8

• [Psa 63:7] In The Shadow Of His Wings

  In the shadow of His wings There is rest, sweet rest; There is rest from care and labor, There is rest for friend and neighbor; In the shadow of His wings There is rest, sweet rest, In the shadow of His wings There is rest (sweet rest). Refrain There is rest, there is peace, There is joy, in the shadow of His wings: There is rest, there is peace, There is joy, in the shadow of His wings. In the shadow of His wings There is peace, sweet peace, Peace that passeth understanding, Peace, sweet peace that knows no ending; In the shadow of His wings There is peace, sweet peace, In the shadow of His wings There is peace (sweet peace). Refrain In the shadow of His wings There is joy, glad joy, There is joy to tell the story, Joy exceeding, full of glory; In the shadow of His wings There is joy, glad joy, In the shadow of His wings There is joy (glad joy). Refrain

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Psalms 65:9

• [Psa 65:9] Fountain Of Mercies, God Of Love

  Fountain of mercy, God of love, Whose gifts all creatures share, The rolling seasons as they move Proclaim Thy constant care. When in the bosom of the earth The sower hid the grain, Thy goodness marked its secret birth, And sent the early rain. The spring’s sweet influence, Lord, was Thine, The seasons knew Thy call; Thou mad’st the summer sun to shine, The summer dews to fall. The gifts of mercy from above Matured the swelling grain; And now the harvest crowns Thy love, And plenty fills this plain. O ne’er may our forgetful hearts O’erlook Thy bounteous care, But what our Father’s hand imparts Still own in praise and prayer. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.

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Psalms 102:12

• [Psa 102:12] Thou, O Lord, Art God Alone

  Thou, O Lord, art God alone, Everlasting is Thy throne; Through the ages men shall sing Praise of Heav’n’s eternal King. Thou, enthroned above the skies, Wilt for Zion’s help arise: Let Thy grace to her appear, For the promised time is near. If with love compassionate We, Thy servants, mourn her state, Wilt not Thou, O gracious Lord, Help in Zion’s need afford? Lord, Thy glory shall appear, Kings and nations then shall fear; And Thy Name shall be adored When Thy Zion is restored. This all ages shall record For the glory of the Lord; Thou dost hear the humble prayer, For the helpless Thou dost care. Thou eternal art, and great, Heav’n and earth Thou didst create, Heav’n and earth shall pass away, Changeless Thou shalt live for aye. As one lays a garment by, Thou wilt change the starry sky Like a vesture worn and old; But Thy years shall ne’er be told. Thou wilt make Thy servants’ race Ever live before Thy face, And forever at Thy side Children’s children shall abide.

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