Psalms 37:21

• [Psa 37:21] Good Man’s Steps Are Led Aright, The

  The good man’s steps are led aright, His way is pleasing in God’s sight, Established it shall stand; He shall not perish though he fall, The mighty Lord, who rules o’er all, Upholds him with His hand. Though I am old who young have been, No saint have I forsaken seen, Nor yet his home in need; He ever leads in gracious ways, His life true charity displays, His sons are blest indeed. Depart from evil, do thou well, And evermore securely dwell; Jehovah loves the right. His faithfulness His saints have proved, Forever they shall stand unmoved, But sinners God will smite. The righteous, through His fav’ring hand, Shall yet inherit all the land And dwell therein for aye; He talks of wisdom and of right, In God’s pure law is his delight, His steps go not astray. The wicked, watching for their prey, Desire the righteous man to slay, But God is on his side; He will not leave him in their hands Nor count him guilty when he stands In judgment to be tried. Wait on the Lord and keep His way; He will exalt thee, nor delay To give the land to thee; And when the wicked are cut off, The wicked who against thee scoff, Their judgment thou shalt see. The wicked in great power are seen, Like spreading tree with foliage green That grows in native ground. I looked again, they were no more; I sought the men so proud before, But they could not be found. Mark thou the upright day by day, Behold the perfect in his way, His journey ends in peace. Destroyed at once shall rebels be; Cut off from all posterity, Their very name shall cease. Salvation is from God alone, Whom as their covert saints have known When by sore troubles tried; The Lord, who helped in troubles past, Will save them to the very last, For they in Him abide.

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Psalms 40:11

• [Psa 40:11] Thy Tender Mercies, O My Lord

  Thy tender mercies, O my Lord, Withhold not, I implore; But let Thy kindness and Thy truth Preserve me evermore. For countless ills have compassed me, My sinful deeds arise; Yea, they have overtaken me; I dare not raise my eyes. My sins are more than I can count, My heart has failed for grief; Be pleased, O Lord, to rescue me, O haste to my relief. Be those who seek to hurt my soul Dismayed and put to flight, And they themselves be put to shame Who in my woe delight. Let all who seek Thee now rejoice, Yea, glad in Thee abide, And, loving Thy salvation, say, The Lord be magnified. My lowly state and bitter need The Lord has not forgot; Thou art my Savior and my help, Come, Lord, and tarry not.

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Psalms 69:16

• [Psa 69:16] Thy Lovingkindness, Lord, Is Good And Free

  Thy lovingkindness, Lord, is good and free, In tender mercy turn Thou unto me; Hide not Thy face from me in my distress, In mercy hear my prayer, Thy servant bless. Needy and sorrowful, to Thee I cry; Let Thy salvation set my soul on high; Then I will sing and praise Thy holy Name, My thankful song Thy mercy shall proclaim. With joy the meek shall see my soul restored; Your heart shall live, ye saints that seek the Lord; He helps the needy and regards their cries, Those in distress the Lord will not despise. Let Heav’n above His grace and glory tell, Let earth and sea and all that in them dwell; Salvation to His people God will give, And they that love His Name with Him shall live.

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  source: Cyberhymnal