Psalms 45:15

• [Psa 45:15] There Is Coming On A Day Of Great Rejoicing

  There is coming on a great day of rejoicing, When all the ransomed shall gather, their Lord as King to crown; All earth’s sorrow and its sin then disappearing, Every heart will the Savior then own. Refrain O the crowning day is coming, Hallelujah! O the crowning day is coming, Praise the Lord! For our Savior-King shall reign, He shall have His own again, Hallelujah, Hallelujah! From far distant lands battalions now are marching, Who will have part in the honors which Jesus will bestow; God be praised for all the souls that now are starting, Swelling the hosts that to victory go. Refrain Do you, comrades, feel at times a bit downhearted, When in the fight all looks dark, and the foe seems fierce and strong? At such times I find my fear has all departed When I remember that day coming on. Refrain

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Psalms 65:12

• [Psa 65:12] Hills Of The North, Rejoice

  Hills of the North, rejoice; River and mountain spring, Hark to the advent voice; Valley and lowland, sing; Though absent long, your Lord is nigh; He judgment brings and victory. Isles of the southern seas, Deep in your coral caves Pent be each warring breeze, Lulled be your restless waves: He comes to reign with boundless sway, And makes your wastes His great highway. Lands of the East, awake, Soon shall your sons be free; The sleep of ages break, And rise to liberty. On your far hills, long cold and gray, Has dawned the everlasting day. Shores of the utmost West, Ye that have waited long, Unvisited, unblest, Break forth to swelling song; High raise the note, that Jesus died, Yet lives and reigns, the Crucified. Shout, while ye journey home; Songs be in every mouth; Lo, from the North we come, From East, and West, and South. City of God, the bond are free, We come to live and reign in thee!

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Psalms 97:11

• [Psa 97:11] Hail, Gladdening Light

  Hail, gladdening Light, of His pure glory poured, Who is immortal Father, heavenly blest; Highest and holiest—Jesus Christ our Lord! Now are we come to the sun’s hour of rest; All times are ordered in Thy Word alone, Therefore the day and night Thy glories own. The lights of evening now around us shine; We hymn Thy blest humanity divine; Worthiest art Thou at all times to be sung, By grateful hearts, with undefilèd tongue, Son of our God, Giver of life, alone! Therefore shall all the worlds Thy glories own.

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Psalms 100:2

• [Psa 100:2] Jehovah, Let Me Now Adore Thee

  Jehovah, let me now adore Thee, For where is there a God, such, Lord, as Thou? With songs I fain would come before Thee; O let Thy Holy Spirit teach me now To praise Thee in His Name through Whom alone Our songs can please Thee, through Thy blessèd Son. O Father, draw me to my Savior That Thy dear Son may draw me unto Thee; Thy Spirit guide my whole behavior And rule both sense and reason thus in me, That, Lord, Thy peace I taste may ne’er depart, But wake sweet melodies within my heart. O joy! our hope and trust are founded On His sure Word, and witness in the heart; I know Thy mercies are unbounded, And all good gifts Thou freely wilt impart, Nay, more is lavished by Thou bounteous hand, Than we can ask or seek or understand. O joy! In His Name we draw near Thee, Who ever pleadeth for the sons of men; I ask in faith and Thou wilt hear me, In Him Thy promises are all Amen. O joy for me! and praise be ever Thine, Whose wondrous love has made such blessings mine!

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• [Psa 100:2] My Gracious Lord, I Own Thy Right

  My gracious Lord, I own Thy right To every service I can pay, And call it my supreme delight To hear Thy dictates, and obey. What is my being but for Thee, Its sure support, its noblest end? ’Tis my delight Thy face to see, And serve the cause of such a Friend. I would not sigh for worldly joy, Or to increase my worldly good; Nor future days nor powers employ To spread a sounding name abroad. ’Tis to my Savior I would live, To Him Who for my ransom died; Nor could all worldly honor give Such bliss as crowns me at His side. His work my hoary age shall bless, When youthful vigor is no more; And my last hour of life confess His dying love, His saving power.

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• [Psa 100:2] Now I Resolve With All My Heart

  Now I resolve with all my heart, With all my powers, to serve the Lord: Nor from His precepts e’er depart, Whose service is a rich reward. O be His service all my joy; Around let my example shine Till others love the best employ And join in labors so divine. Be this the purpose of my soul, My solemn, my determined choice, To yield to His supreme control, And in His kind commands rejoice. O may I never faint nor tire, Nor wandering leave His sacred ways; Great God, accept my soul’s desire, And give me strength to live Thy praise.

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• [Psa 100:2] O Sing To Me Of Heav’n

  O sing to me of Heav’n When I am called to die; Sing songs of holy ecstasy, To waft my soul on high. When cold and sluggish drops Roll off my marble brow, Burst forth in strains of joyfulness, Let Heav’n begin below. When the last moment comes, O watch my dying face, And catch the bright seraphic gleam Which on earth each feature plays. Then to my ravished ear Let one sweet song be giv’n; Let music charm me last on earth, And greet me first in Heav’n.

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• [Psa 100:2] Tell It Out With Gladness

  Are you happy in the Lord, Tell it out with gladness; Are you trusting in His Word, Tell it out with gladness; If a Savior’s love you feel, Can your soul its power conceal? To the world your joy reveal, Tell it out with gladness. Refrain Tell it out, tell it out with gladness, Tell it out, tell it out with gladness, Tell the world the joy you feel, Tell it out, tell it out with gladness. Are you walking in the light, Tell it out with gladness; Is your hope of glory bright, Tell it out with gladness; Have you perfect peace within, Are you trying still to win Constant victory over sin, Tell it out with gladness. Refrain Do you love the place of prayer, Tell it out with gladness; Do you find a blessing there, Tell it out with gladness; While your thoughts on Jesus dwell, Does your soul with rapture swell? Can you say that all is well? Tell it out with gladness. Refrain

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Psalms 105:43

• [Psa 105:43] O Thou Whose Hand Hath Brought Us

  O Thou Whose hand hath brought us Unto this joyful day, Accept our glad thanksgiving, And listen as we pray; And may our preparation For this day’s service be With one accord to offer Ourselves, O Lord, to Thee. For this Thy house we praise Thee, Reared at Thine own command, For every generous spirit, And every willing hand; And now within Thy temple Thy glory let us see, For all its strength and beauty Are nothing without Thee. And oft as here we gather, And hearts in worship blend, May truth reveal its power, And fervent prayers ascend; Here may the busy toiler Rise to the things above; The young, the old, be strengthened, And all men learn Thy love. And as the years roll onward, And strong affections twine, And tender mem’ries gather About this sacred shrine, May this its chief distinction, Its glory, ever be, That multitudes within it Have found their way to Thee. Lord God, our fathers’ helper, Our joy, and hope and stay: Grant now a gracious earnest Of many a coming day. Our yearning hearts Thou knowest; We wait before Thy throne: O come, and by Thy presence Make this new house Thine own.

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Psalms 119:111

• [Psa 119:111] Lord, I Have Made Thy Word My Choice

  Lord, I have made Thy Word my choice, My lasting heritage; There shall my noblest powers rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. I’ll read the histories of Thy love, And keep Thy laws in sight, While through the promises I rove, With ever fresh delight. ’Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise, Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. The best relief that mourners have, It makes our sorrows blest; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest.

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Psalms 132:9

• [Psa 132:9] Come, Shout Aloud The Father’s Grace

  Come, shout aloud the Father’s grace, And sing the Savior’s love; Soon shall you join the glorious theme, In loftier strains above. God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends; Calls you His treasure and His joy, His children and His friends. My Father, God! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear? Not thus could Heaven’s sweet harmony Delight my listening ear. Thanks to my God for every gift His bounteous hands bestow; And thanks eternal for that love Whence all those comforts flow.

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• [Psa 132:9] Lord, Pour Thy Spirit From On High

  Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high, And Thine ordainèd servants bless; Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. Within Thy temple when they stand, To teach the truth as taught by Thee, Savior, like stars in Thy right hand, Let all Thy Church’s pastors be. Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, Firmness with meekness, from above, To hear Thy people in their heart, And love the souls whom Thou dost love. To watch, and pray, and never faint, By day and night their guard to keep, To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, To feed Thy lambs, and tend Thy sheep. So, when their work is finished here, May they in hope their charge resign; So, when their Master shall appear, May they with crowns of glory shine.

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Psalms 149:5

• [Psa 149:5] All Ye That Love The Lord, Rejoice

  All ye that love the Lord, rejoice, And let your songs be new; Amidst the church with cheerful voice His later wonders show. The Jews, the people of His grace, Shall their Redeemer sing; And Gentile nations join the praise, While Sion owns her King. The Lord takes pleasure in the just, Whom sinners treat with scorn; The meek that lie despised in dust Salvation shall adorn. Saints should be joyful in their King, E’en on a dying bed; And like the souls in glory sing; For God shall raise the dead. Then His high praise shall fill their tongues Their hands shall wield the sword; And vengeance shall attend their songs, The vengeance of the Lord. When Christ the judgment-seat ascends, And bids the world appear, Thrones are prepared for all His friends Who humbly loved Him here. Then shall they rule with iron rod Nations that dared rebel; And join the sentence of their God On tyrants doomed to hell. The royal sinners bound in chains New triumphs shall afford: Such honor for the saints remains: Praise ye, and love the Lord!

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• [Psa 149:5] Saints Of God! Lo, Jesu’s People

  Saints of God! Lo, Jesu’s people Age to age your glory tell; In His Name for us ye labored, Now in bless eternal dwell. Twelve poor men, by Christ anointed, Braved the rich, the wise, the great, All the world counts dear rejecting, Rapt in their apostolate. Thus the earth their death-wounds purchased, Hallowed by the blood therefrom, On her bosom bore the nations, Laved, illumined—Christendom. On this feast, almighty Father, May we praise Thee with the Son, Evermore His love confessing, Who from Both with Both is One.

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• [Psa 149:5] There Is Glory In My Soul

  Since I lost my sins and I found my Savior, There is glory in my soul! Since by faith I sought and obtained God’s favor, There is glory in my soul! Refrain There is glory, glory, there is glory in my soul! Ev’ry day brighter grows, And I conquer all my foes; There is glory, glory, there is glory in my soul! There is glory in my soul! Since He cleansed my heart, gave me sight for blindness, There is glory in my soul! Since He touched and healed me in loving kindness There is glory in my soul! Refrain Since with God I’ve walked, having sweet communion, There is glory in my soul! Brighter grows each day in this heav’nly union, There is glory in my soul! Refrain Since I entered Canaan on my way to Heaven, There is glory in my soul! Since the day my life to the Lord was given, There is glory in my soul! Refrain

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• [Psa 149:5] There Is A Happy Land

  There is a happy land, far, far away, Where saints in glory stand, bright, bright as day. Oh, how they sweetly sing, worthy is our Savior King, Loud let His praises ring, praise, praise for aye. Come to that happy land, come, come away; Why will ye doubting stand, why still delay? Oh, we shall happy be, when from sin and sorrow free, Lord, we shall live with Thee, blest, blest for aye. Bright, in that happy land, beams every eye; Kept by a Father’s hand, love cannot die. Oh, then to glory run; be a crown and kingdom won; And, bright, above the sun, we reign for aye.

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