Psalms 59:16

• [Psa 59:16] God Of Love And God Of Power

  God of love and God of power, Grant us in this burning hour Grace to ask these gifts of Thee, Daring hearts and spirits free. Refrain God of love and God of power, Thou hast called us for this hour. We are not the first to be Banished by our fears from Thee; Give us courage, let us hear Heaven’s trumpets ringing clear. Refrain All our lives belong to Thee, Thou our final loyalty; Slaves are we whene’er we share That devotion anywhere. Refrain God of love and God of power, Make us worthy of this hour, Offering lives if it’s Thy will, Keeping free our spirits still. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 59:16] Lord, While Afar Our Brothers Fight

  Lord, while afar our brothers fight, Thy Church united lifts her prayer; Be Thou their Shield by day and night; Guide, guard, and help them everywhere: O God of battles, hear our cry, And in their danger be Thou nigh. For those who, wounded in the fray, Are ling’ring still on beds of pain, Who to their loved ones far away May nevermore return again, O God of pity, hear our cry, And in their anguish be Thou nigh. For wives and mothers sore distressed, For all who wait in silent fear, For homes bereaved which gave their best, For hearts now desolate and drear, O God of comfort, hear our cry, And in the darkest hour draw nigh. Spare us, good Lord! If just the strife, Yet still from guilt we are not free; Forgive our blind and careless life, Our oft forgetfulness of Thee. O God of mercy, hear our cry, And to our contrite souls draw nigh. We bow beneath the chastening rod, To us the sin and shame belong, But Thou art righteous, Thou art God, And right shall triumph over wrong. In Thee we trust, to Thee we cry; Lord, now and ever be Thou nigh.

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• [Psa 59:16] O Thou Who Turnest Into Morning

  O Thou who turnest into morning The shadows of the passing night, Again to conscious life returning, We bless Thee for the newborn light. Grant us that light, to all unfailing Who seek to do Thy perfect will, That we, o’er doubt and fear prevailing, May trust Thy good above all ill; That we may offer Thee thanksgiving Beyond our prayers and songs that rise In greater faithfulness of living, In deeper love through sacrifice.

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  source: Cyberhymnal