Psalms 45:11

• [Psa 45:11] O Royal Bride, Give Heed

  O royal bride, give heed, And to my words attend; For Christ the King forsake the world And every former friend. Thy beauty and thy grace Shall then delight the King; He only is thy rightful Lord, To Him thy worship bring. To thee, since thou art His, Great honor shall be shown; The rich shall bring their gifts to thee, Thy glory they shall own. Enthroned in royal state, All glorious thou shalt dwell, With garments fair, inwrought with gold; The Church He loveth well. And they that honor thee Shall in thy train attend, And to the palace of the King Shall joyfully ascend. O King of royal race, Thy sons of heavenly birth, Thou wilt endow with kingly gifts As princes in the earth. Thy Name shall be proclaimed Through all succeeding days, And all the nations of the earth Shall give Thee endless praise.

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Psalms 61:8

• [Psa 61:8] Laborer’s Noon-day Hymn, The

  Up to the throne of God is borne The voice of praise at early morn, And he accepts the punctual hymn Sung as the light of day grows dim: Nor will He turn His ear aside From holy offerings at noontide: Then here reposing let us raise A song of gratitude and praise. What though our burthen be not light, We need not toil from morn to night; The respite of the mid-day hour Is in the thankful creature’s power. Blest are the moments, doubly blest, That, drawn from this one hour of rest, Are with a ready heart bestowed Upon the service of our God! Each field is then a hallowed spot, An altar is in each man’s cot, A church in every grove that spreads Its living roof above our heads. Look up to Heaven! the industrious sun Already half his race hath run; ‘He’ cannot halt nor go astray, But our immortal spirits may. Lord! since his rising in the East, If we have faltered or transgressed, Guide, from Thy love’s abundant source, What yet remains of this day’s course: Help with Thy grace, through life’s short day, Our upward and our downward way; And glorify for us the west, When we shall sink to final rest.

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Psalms 73:24

• [Psa 73:24] Jesus, Thou Art Mine Forever

  Jesus, Thou art mine forever, Dearer far than earth to me; Neither life nor death shall sever Those sweet ties which bind to Thee. All were drear to me and lonely If Thy presence gladdened not; While I sing to Thee, Thee only, Mine’s an ever blissful lot. Thou alone art all my Treasure, Who hast died that I may live; Thou conferrest noblest pleasure, Who dost all my sins forgive. Brightest gems and fairest flowers Lose their beauty in Thy frown; Joy and peace, like balmy showers, In Thy smile come gently down. Jesus, Thou art mine forever; Never suffer me to stray. Let me in my weakness never Cast my priceless pearl away. Lamb of God, I do implore Thee, Guard, support me, lest I fall. Let me evermore adore Thee; Be my everlasting All.

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Psalms 85:9

• [Psa 85:9] From Ocean Unto Ocean

  From ocean unto ocean, our land shall own Thee Lord, And, filled with true devotion, obey Thy sovereign Word: Our prairies and our mountains, the woods and fertile field, Our rivers, lakes and fountains, to Thee shall tribute yield. O Christ, for Thine own glory, and for our country’s weal, We humbly plead before Thee, Thyself in us reveal; And may we know, Lord Jesus, the touch of Thy dear hand; And, healed of our diseases, the tempter’s power withstand. Where error smites with blindness, enslaves and leads astray, Do Thou in lovingkindness proclaim Thy Gospel day, Till all the tribes and races that dwell in this fair land, Adorned with Christian graces, within Thy courts shall stand. Our Savior King, defend us, and guide where we should go; Forth with Thy message send us, Thy love and light to show, Till, fired with true devotion, enkindled by Thy word, From ocean unto ocean our land shall own Thee Lord.

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• [Psa 85:9] Salvation Is Forever Nigh

  Salvation is for ever nigh The souls that fear and trust the Lord And grace descending from on high Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. Mercy and truth on earth are met Since Christ the Lord came down from Heav’n; By His obedience so complete, Justice is pleased, and peace is giv’n. Now truth and honor shall abound, Religion dwell on earth again, And heav’nly influence bless the ground In our Redeemer’s gentle reign. His righteousness is gone before To give us free access to God; Our wand’ring feet shall stray no more, But mark His steps and keep the road.

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Psalms 96:12

• [Psa 96:12] Hark, My Soul, How Everything

  Hark, my soul, how everything Strives to serve our bounteous King; Each a double tribute pays, Sings its parts, and then obeys. Nature’s chief and sweetest choir Him with cheerful notes admire; Chanting every day their lauds, While the grove their song applauds. Though their voices lower be, Streams have too their melody; Night and day they warbling run, Never pause, but still sing on. All the flowers that gild the spring Hither their still music bring; If heaven bless them, thankful, they Smell more sweet, and look more gay. Only we can scarce afford This short office to our Lord; We, on whom His bounty flows, All things gives, and nothing owes. Wake! for shame, my sluggish heart, Wake! and gladly sing thy part; Learn of birds, and springs, and flowers, How to use thy nobler powers. Call whole nature to thy aid; Since ’twas He whole nature made; Join in one eternal song, Who to one God all belong. Live forever, glorious Lord! Live by all Thy works adored, One in Three, and Three in One, Thrice we bow to Thee alone.

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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 123:3

• [Psa 123:3] God Of All Grace, Thy Mercy Send

  God of all grace, Thy mercy send; Let Thy protecting arm defend; Save us and keep us to the end: Have mercy, Lord. And through the coming hours of night, Fill us, we pray, with holy light; Keep us all sinless in Thy sight: Grant this, O Lord. May some bright messenger abide For ever by Thy servants’ side, A faithful guardian and our guide: Grant this, O Lord. From every sin in mercy free, Let heart and conscience stainless be; That we may live henceforth for Thee: Grant this, O Lord. We would not be by care opprest; But in Thy love and wisdom rest; Give what Thou seest to be best: Grant this, O Lord. While we of every sin repent, Let our remaining years be spent In holiness and sweet content: Grant this, O Lord. And when the end of life is near, May we, unshamed and void of fear, Wait for the judgment to appear: Grant this, O Lord.

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