Psalms 5:8

• [Psa 5:8] Jesus, Still Lead On

  Jesus, still lead on, till our rest be won, And, although the way be cheerless, We will follow calm and fearless, Guide us by Thy hand to our fatherland. If the way be drear, if the foe be near, Let no faithless fears o’ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us, For through many a woe to our home we go. When we seek relief from a long felt grief; When temptations come alluring, Make us patient and enduring; Show us that bright shore where we weep no more. Jesus, still lead on, till our rest be won; Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, control, protect us, Till we safely stand in our fatherland.

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• [Psa 5:8] Lead Me, Savior

  Savior, lead me, lest I stray, Gently lead me all the way; I am safe when by Thy side, I would in Thy love abide. Refrain Lead me, lead me, Savior, lead me lest I stray; Gently down the stream of time, Lead me, Savior, all the way. Thou the refuge of my soul When life’s stormy billows roll; I am safe when Thou art nigh, All my hopes on Thee rely. Refrain Savior, lead me, then at last, When the storm of life is past, To the land of endless day, Where all tears are wiped away. Refrain

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Psalms 27:11

• [Psa 27:11] Good Old Way, The

  We are going forth with our staff in hand, Thro’ a desert wild in a stranger land; But our faith is bright and our hope is strong, And the Good Old Way is our pilgrim song. Refrain ’Tis the Good Old Way, by our fathers trod; ’Tis the way of life, and it leadeth unto God; ’Tis the only path to the realms of day; We are going home in the Good Old Way. There are foes without, there are foes within; They would turn us back to the path of sin; We will stop our ears to the words they say, While we onward press in the Good Old Way. Refrain In the blissful hour of communion sweet, Let us come with joy to the Mercy-seat; O we love to sing, and we love to pray, And we bless the Lord for the Good Old Way. Refrain On the brink of time when we stand at last, When our sun has set, and our work is past; When we bid farewell to our mortal clay, We will praise the Lord for the Good Old Way. Refrain

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Psalms 59:3

• [Psa 59:3] I Am Hated, Lord

  I am hated, Lord, by those Who Thy holy truth despise; Save me from my wicked foes, Lord of hosts, arise, arise! Thou’rt my rock and my defense; Thou a tower unto Thy saints; Thee I make my confidence, Thee I’ll trust, though nature faints. Glad Thy mercies will I sing, All Thy power and love confess; Thou hast been, O heavenly King, My safe refuge in distress! Songs with every morning’s light, Lord, shall rise up to Thy throne; All Thy saints shall praise Thy might, And Thy mercy shall make known.

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