Psalms 34:8

• [Psa 34:8] How You Will Love Him!

  Ye who wander, of sin grown weary, Lonely and far from the safe home-fold, Come and learn what the love of Christ is, Love whose gladness can ne’er be told. Refrain O, how you’ll love Him when you know Him! Know the Christ Who died to set you free; On Calv’ry’s cross His heart was broken, Broken there for you, for me! Come, and coming, find peace and pardon Waiting for you at the place of prayer; Kneel and ask for a soul forgiven, Christ is yearning to meet you there. Refrain You should know of this love so tender, Love that is steadfast, and deep, and true; Come and share in its sweetness with me, Come, and find that my Christ loves you. Refrain Come, and find that you cannot fathom Love like Christ’s till you taste and see; Height and depths of the love of Jesus No man knows till it sets Him free. Refrain

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Psalms 112:1

• [Psa 112:1] How Blest The Man Who Fears The Lord

  How blest the man who fears the Lord And greatly loves God’s holy will; His children share his great reward, And blessings all their days shall fill. Abounding wealth shall bless his home, His righteousness shall still endure, To him shall light arise in gloom, For he is merciful and pure. The man whose hand the weak befriends In judgment shall his cause maintain; A peace unmoved his life attends, And long his memory shall remain. Of evil tidings not afraid, His trust is in the Lord alone; His heart is steadfast, undismayed, For he shall see his foes o’erthrown. With kind remembrance of the poor, For their distress his gifts provide; His righteousness shall thus endure, His name in honor shall abide. To shame the wicked shall be brought, While righteous men shall favor gain; Unrighteous hopes shall come to naught, Its due reward shall sin obtain.

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• [Psa 112:1] That Man Is Bless’d Who Stands In Awe

  That man is blest who stands in awe Of God, and loves His sacred law: His seed on earth shall be renowned; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An inexhausted treasury, And with successive honors crowned. His lib’ral favors he extends, To some he gives, to others lends; A gen’rous pity fills his mind: Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs And thus he’s just to all mankind. His hands, while they his alms bestow’d, His glory’s future harvest sow’d; The sweet remembrance of the just, Like a green root, revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. Beset with threat’ning dangers round, Unmov’d shall he maintain his ground; His conscience holds his courage up: The soul that’s fill’d with virtue’s light, Shines brightest in affliction’s night, And sees in darkness beams of hope. Ill tidings never can surprise His heart that fix’d on God relies, Though waves and tempests roar around: Safe on the rock he sits, and sees The shipwreck of his enemies, And all their hope and glory drown’d. The wicked shall his triumph see, And gnash their teeth in agony, To find their expectations cross’d; They and their envy, pride, and spite, Sink down to everlasting night, And all their names in darkness lost.

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  source: Cyberhymnal