Psalms 53:1

• [Psa 53:1] Fools In Their Heart Have Said

  Fools in their heart have said, There is no God of might; Corrupt are they and base their deeds, In evil they delight. God looked from Heav’n above On all the human race To see if any understood, If any sought His face. They all are gone aside, Corruption doth abound; There is not one that doeth good, Not even one is found. These men of evil deeds Will they no knowledge gain, Who feed upon my people’s woes And prayer to God disdain? The day is drawing nigh When they shall fear and quail For God shall scatter and destroy Those who His saints assail. Yea, God will put to shame And make them flee away, For He will cast them off in wrath And fill them with dismay. O would that Zion’s help Were out of Zion come! O would that God might early bring His captive people home! When God from distant lands His exiled ones shall bring, His people shall exultant be, And gladly they shall sing.

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Psalms 55:23

• [Psa 55:23] Jesus, I Will Trust Thee

  Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee with my soul; Guilty, lost, and helpless, Thou canst make me whole. There is none in Heaven or on earth like Thee: Thou hast died for sinners—therefore Lord for me. Refrain In Thy love confiding I will seek Thy face, Worship and adore Thee, for Thy wondrous grace. Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee with my soul; Guilty, lost and helpless, Thou canst make me whole. Jesus, I can trust Thee, trust Thy written Word, Since Thy voice of mercy I have often heard, When Thy Spirit teacheth, to my taste how sweet— Only may I hearken, sitting at Thy feet. Refrain Jesus, I do trust Thee, trust Thee without doubt; “Whosoever cometh, Thou wilt not cast out,” Faithful is Thy promise, precious is Thy blood— These my soul’s salvation, Thou my Savior God! Refrain

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• [Psa 55:23] Lord Jesus, Thou Dost Keep Thy Child

  Lord Jesus, Thou dost keep Thy child Through sunshine or through tempests wild; Jesus, I trust in Thee: Thine is such wondrous pow’r to save; Thine is the mighty love that gave Its all on Calvary. O glorious Savior, Thee I praise; To Thee my new glad song I raise, And tell of what Thou art. Thy grace is boundless in its store; Thy face of love shines evermore, Thou givest me Thy heart. Upon Thy promises I stand, Trusting in Thee: Thine own right hand Doth keep and comfort me; My soul doth triumph in Thy Word; Thine, Thine be all the praise, dear Lord, As Thine the victory. Love perfecteth what it begins; Thy power doth save me from my sins; Thy grace upholdeth me. This life of trust, how glad, how sweet; My need and Thy great fullness meet, And I have all in Thee.

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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 104:24

• [Psa 104:24] O Lord, How Manifold The Works

  O Lord, how manifold the works In wisdom wrought by Thee; The wealth of Thy creation fills The earth and mighty sea. Let God rejoice in all His works, And let His works proclaim Forevermore their Maker’s praise And glorify His Name. While life shall last my thankful lips A song to God will raise, And while my being I possess, My Maker I will praise. My heart shall think upon His grace In meditation sweet; My soul, rejoicing in the Lord, His praises shall repeat.

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• [Psa 104:24] Thine, Lord, Is Wisdom, Thine Alone

  Thine, Lord, is wisdom, Thine alone; Justice and truth before Thee stand: Yet, nearer to Thy sacred throne, Mercy withholds Thy lifted hand. Each evening shows Thy tender love, Each rising morn Thy plenteous grace; Thy wakened wrath doth slowly move, Thy willing mercy flies apace. To Thy benign, indulgent care, Father, this light, this breath, we owe; And all we have, and all we are, From Thee, great Source of being, flow. Thrice Holy! Thine the kingdom is, The power omnipotent is Thine; And when created nature dies, Thy never ceasing glories shine.

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  source: Cyberhymnal