Psalms 51:17

• [Psa 51:17] O Hope Of Every Contrite Heart

  O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek, To those who fall, how kind Thou art! How good to those who seek! But what to those who find? Ah this—Nor tongue nor pen can show; The love of Jesus, what it is None but His loved ones show. Jesus, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize will be; Jesus, be Thou our glory now, And through eternity.
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Psalms 68:24

• [Psa 68:24] My God, My King, Thy Praise I Sing

  My God, my King, Thy praise I sing, My heart is all Thine own; My highest powers, my choicest hours, I yield to Thee alone. My voice awake, thy part to take; My soul, the concert join; Till all around shall catch the sound, And mix their hymns with mine. But man is weak Thy praise to speak; Your God, ye angels, sing; ’Tis yours to see, more near than we, The glories of our King. His truth and grace fill time and space; As large His honors be Till all that live their homage give And praise my God with me.

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Psalms 68:28

• [Psa 68:28] Lord, Dismiss Us With Thy Blessing (buckoll)

  Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, Thanks for mercies past receive; Pardon all, their faults confessing; Time that’s lost may all retrieve; May Thy children Ne’er again Thy Spirit grieve. Bless Thou all our days of leisure; Help us selfish lures to flee; Sanctify our every pleasure; Pure and blameless may it be; May our gladness Draw us evermore to Thee. By Thy kindly influence cherish All the good we here have gained; May all taint of evil perish By Thy mightier power restrained; Seek we ever Knowledge pure and love unfeigned. Let Thy father-hand be shielding All who here shall meet no more; May their seed-time past be yielding Year by year a richer store; Those returning, Make more faithful than before.

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Psalms 99:9

• [Psa 99:9] O Thou, Whom All Thy Saints Adore

  O Thou, whom all Thy saints adore, We now with all Thy saints agree, And bow our inmost souls before Thy glorious, awful majesty. Thee, King of nations, we proclaim: Who would not our great Sovereign fear? We long to experience all Thy Name, And now we come to meet Thee here. We come, great God, to seek Thy face, And for Thy loving-kindness wait; And O how dreadful is this place! ’Tis God’s own house, ’tis Heaven’s gate. Tremble our hearts to find Thee nigh; To Thee our trembling hearts aspire; And lo! we see descend from high The pillar and the flame of fire. Still let it on the assembly stay, And all the house with glory fill; To Canaan’s bounds point out the way, And lead us to Thy holy hill. There let us all with Jesus stand, And join the general church above, And take our seats at Thy right hand, And sing Thine everlasting love. Come, Lord, our souls are on the wing, Now on Thy great white throne appear, And let my eyes behold my King, And let me see my Savior there.

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