Psalms 6:1
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[Psa 6:1] Lord, I Can Suffer Thy Rebukes
Lord, I can suffer Thy rebukes,
When Thou with kindness dost chastise;
But Thy fierce wrath I cannot bear:
O let it not against me rise.Pity my languishing estate,
And ease the sorrows that I feel;
The wounds Thine heavy hand hath made,
O let Thy gentler touches heal!See how I pass my weary days
In sighs and groans; and when ’tis night
My bed is watered with my tears;
My grief consumes, and dims my sight.Look, how the powers of nature mourn!
How long, Almighty God, how long?
When shall Thine hour of grace return?
When shall I make Thy grace my song?I feel my flesh so near the grave,
My thoughts are tempted to despair;
But graves can never praise the Lord,
For all is dust and silence there.Depart, ye tempters, from my soul;
And all despairing thoughts, depart;
My God, who hears my humble moan,
Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 6:1] Lord, Rebuke Me Not In Anger
Lord, rebuke me not in anger,
Nor in wrath still chasten me,
Pity now and show me mercy,
Help thou my infirmity.I am vexed; no longer tarry,
Nor the way of anger take.
Lord, O Lord, my soul deliver,
Save me for Thy mercy’s sake.Shall the dead Thy Name remember?
Can they praise Thee from the grave?
Pity, Lord, my sad condition,
Lo, my bed with tears I lave.I am worn and near exhausted,
Wasted now mine eye appears;
Part from me, ye adversaries,
God hath marked my falling tears.God hath heard my supplication,
He will surely grant my plea,
Let mine enemies be routed,
Be defeated suddenly.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 7:1
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[Psa 7:1] Jehovah, My God, On Thy Help I Depend
Jehovah, my God, on Thy help I depend;
From all that pursue me O save and defend;
Lest they like a lion should rend me at will:
While no one is near me their raging to still.When wronged without cause I have kindness returned;
But if I my neighbor maltreated and spurned,
My soul let the enemy seize for his prey,
My life and mine honor in dust let him lay.O Lord, in Thy wrath stay the rage of my foes;
Awake, and Thy judgment ordained interpose.
Let peoples surround Thee and wait at Thy feet,
While o’er them for judgment Thou takest Thy seat.All nations of men shall be judged by the Lord;
To me, O Jehovah, just judgment accord,
As faithful and righteous in life I have been,
And ever integrity cherished within.Establish the righteous, let evil depart,
For God, who is just, tries the thoughts of the heart.
In God for defense I have placed all my trust;
The upright He saves and He judges the just.The Lord with the wicked is wroth every day,
And if they repent not is ready to slay;
By manifold ruin for others prepared
They surely at last shall themselves be ensnared.Because He is righteous His praise will I sing,
Thanksgiving and honor to Him will I bring,
Will sing to the Lord on Whose grace I rely,
Extolling the Name of Jehovah Most High.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 7:1] My Trust Is In My Heavenly Friend
My trust is in my heavenly Friend,
With insolence and fury they
My hope in Thee, my God;
Rise and my helpless life defend
From those that seek my blood.
My soul in pieces tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey
When no deliverer’s near.If I had e’er provoked them first,
Or once abused my foe,
Then let him tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honor low.If there be malice found in me,
I know Thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to Thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.Arise, my God, lift up Thy hand,
Their pride and power control;
Awake to judgment and command
Deliverance for my soul.Let sinners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the dust;
Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the just?He knows the heart, He tries the reins,
He will defend th’upright:
His sharpest arrows He ordains
Against the sons of spite.For me their malice digged a pit,
But there themselves are cast;
My God makes all their mischief light
On their own heads at last.That cruel persecuting race
Must feel His dreadful sword;
Awake, my soul, and praise the grace
And justice of the Lord.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 8:1
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[Psa 8:1] Almighty Ruler Of The Skies
Almighty Ruler of the skies,
Thro’ the wide earth Thy Name is spread;
And Thine eternal glories rise
O’er all the heav’ns Thy hands have made.To Thee the voices of the young
A monument of honor raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of Thy praise.Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
To still the bold blasphemer’s rage,
And all their policies confound.Children amidst Thy temple throng
To see their great Redeemer’s face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring;
Revenge sits silent in their hearts;
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 8:1] Lord, Our Lord, Thy Glorious Name
Lord, our Lord, Thy glorious Name
All Thy wondrous works proclaim;
In the heav’ns with radiant signs
Evermore Thy glory shines.
How great Thy Name!Refrain
Lord, our Lord, in all the earth,
How great Thy Name!
Thine the Name of matchless worth,
Excellent in all the earth,
How great Thy Name!Infant lips Thou dost ordain
Wrath and vengeance to restrain;
Weakest means fulfill Thy will,
Mighty enemies to still.
How great Thy Name!Refrain
Moon and stars in shining height
Nightly tell their Maker’s might;
When Thy wondrous heavens I scan,
Then I know how weak is man.
How great Thy Name!Refrain
What is man that he should be
Loved and visited by Thee,
Raised to an exalted height,
Crowned with honor in Thy sight!
How great Thy Name!Refrain
With dominion crowned he stands
O’er the creatures of Thy hands;
All to him subjection yield
In the sea and air and field,
How great Thy Name!Refrain
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[Psa 8:1] O Lord, Our Heav’nly King
O Lord, our heav’nly King,
Thy Name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o’er the heav’ns they shine.When to Thy works on high
I raise my wond’ring eyes,
I see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies.When I survey the stars,
And all their shining forms,
Lord, what is man, that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?Lord, what is worthless man,
That Thou shouldst love him so?
Next to Thine angels he is placed,
And lord of all below.Thine honors crown his head,
While beasts, like slaves, obey;
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fish that cleave the sea.How rich Thy bounties are!
And wondrous are Thy ways;
Of dust and worms Thy power can frame
A monument of praise.Out of the mouths of babes
And sucklings Thou canst draw
Surprising honors to Thy Name
And strike the world with awe.O Lord, our heav’nly King,
Thy Name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o’er the heav’ns they shine.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 8:1] O Lord, Our Lord
O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth,
How excellent Thy Name!
Thy glory Thou hast spread afar
In all the starry frame.From lips of children, Thou, O Lord,
Hast mighty strength ordained,
That adversaries should be stilled
And vengeful foes restrained.When I regard the wondrous heavens,
Thy handiwork on high,
The moon and stars ordained by Thee,
Oh, what is man! I cry.Oh, what is man, in Thy regard
To hold so large a place!
And what the son of man, that Thou
Dost visit him in grace!For Thou hast made him little less
Than Thy blest angels be;
With honor Thou hast crowned his head
And glorious dignity.On man Thy wisdom hath bestowed
A pow’r well nigh divine;
With honor Thou hast crowned his head
With glory like to Thine.Thou hast subjected all to him,
And lord of all is he,
Of flocks and herds, and beasts and birds,
And all within the sea.Thy mighty works and wondrous grace
Thy glory, Lord, proclaim.
O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth
How excellent Thy Name!Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 9:1
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[Psa 9:1] O Lord Most High
O Lord most high, with all my heart
Thy wondrous works I will proclaim;
I will be glad and give Thee thanks
And sing the praises of Thy Name.The Lord, the everlasting King,
Is seated on His judgment throne;
The righteous Judge of all the world
Will make His perfect justice known.Jehovah will a refuge prove,
A refuge strong for all oppressed,
A safe retreat, where weary souls
In troublous times may surely rest.All they, O Lord, that know Thy Name
Their confidence in Thee will place,
For Thou hast ne’er forsaken them
Who earnestly have sought Thy face.Sing praises to the Lord most high;
To Him Who doth in Zion dwell;
Declare His mighty deeds abroad,
His deeds among the nations tell.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 9:1] Whole-hearted Thanksgiving To Thee I Will
Whole-hearted thanksgiving to Thee I will bring
In praise of Thy marvelous deeds I will sing;
In Thee I will joy and exultingly cry,
Thy Name I will praise, O Jehovah, Most High.Refrain
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the earth hear His voice!
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the people rejoice!
O come to Jehovah, declare ye His fame,
And give Him all honor, for just is His Name.My enemies turn and are scattered in fear,
They stumble and perish because Thou art near;
For Thou hast defended my right and my cause,
Thou sittest in judgment, upholding Thy laws.Refrain
Rebuked are the nations, the wicked destroyed;
Their memory perished, their dwelling place void;
Enthroned and eternal, Jehovah shall reign,
The peoples to judge and the right to maintain.Refrain
Thou, Lord, art a Refuge for all the oppressed,
All trust Thee who know Thee, and trusting are blest;
For never, O Lord, did Thy mercy forsake
The soul that has sought of Thy grace to partake.Refrain
Give praise to Jehovah, the mighty deeds tell
Of Him Who has chosen in Zion to dwell,
Of Him to Whom justice and vengeance belong,
Who visits the lowly and overthrows wrong.Refrain
Behold my affliction, Thy mercy accord,
And back from death’s portals restore me, O Lord,
That I in the gates of Thy Zion may raise
My song of salvation and show forth Thy praise.Refrain
The sins of the nations their ruin have wrought,
Their own evildoing destruction has brought;
In this the Lord’s justice eternally stands,
That sinners are snared in the work of their hands.Refrain
The wicked shall perish, the nations shall fall,
Forgetting their God, who is God over all;
But God will remember the prayer of the weak,
Most surely fulfilling the hope of the meek.Refrain
Arise in Thy justice, O Lord, and Thy might,
No longer let sinners prevail in Thy sight;
Great Judge of the of the nations, in judgment appear
To humble the proud and to teach them Thy fear.Refrain
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[Psa 9:1] With My Whole Heart I’ll Raise My Song
With my whole heart I’ll raise my song,
Thy wonders I’ll proclaim;
Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.I’ll sing Thy majesty and grace;
My God prepares His throne
To judge the world in righteousness,
And make His vengeance known.Then shall the Lord a refuge prove
For all the poor oppressed;
To save the people of His love,
And give the weary rest.The men that know Thy Name will trust
In Thy abundant grace;
For Thou hast ne’er forsook the just,
Who humbly seek Thy face.Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion’s hill,
Who executes His threatening word,
And doth His grace fulfill.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 22:1
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[Psa 22:1] My God, My God, I Cry To Thee
My God, my God, I cry to Thee;
O why hast Thou forsaken me?
Afar from me, Thou dost not heed,
Though day and night for help I plead.But Thou art holy in Thy ways,
Enthroned upon Thy people’s praise;
Our fathers put their trust in Thee,
Believed, and Thou didst set them free.They cried, and, trusting in Thy Name,
Were saved, and were not put to shame;
But in the dust mine honor lies,
While all reproach and all despise.My words a cause for scorn they make,
The lip they curl, the head they shake,
And, mocking, bid me trust the Lord
Till He salvation shall afford.My trust on Thee I learned to rest
When I was on my mother’s breast;
From birth Thou art my God alone,
Thy care my life has ever known.O let Thy strength and presence cheer,
For trouble and distress are near;
Be Thou not far away from Me,
I have no source of help but Thee.Unnumbered foes would do me wrong,
They press about me, fierce and strong,
Like beasts of prey, their rage they vent,
My courage fails, my strength is spent.Down unto death Thou leadest me,
Consumed by thirst and agony;
With cruel hate and anger fierce
My helpless hands and feet they pierce.While on my wasted form they stare,
The garments torn from me they share,
My shame and sorrow heeding not,
And for my robe they cast the lot.O Lord, afar no longer stay;
O Thou my Helper, haste, I pray;
From death and evil set me free;
I live, for Thou didst answer me.I live and will declare Thy fame
Where brethren gather in Thy Name;
Where all Thy faithful people meet,
I will Thy worthy praise repeat.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 22:1] Now Let Our Mournful Songs Record
Now let our mournful songs record
The dying sorrows of our Lord,
When He complained in tears and blood,
As one forsaken of his God.The Jews beheld Him thus forlorn,
And shake their heads, and laugh in scorn:
“He rescued others from the grave;
Now let him try himself to save.“This is the man did once pretend
God was his Father and his Friend;
If God the blessèd loved him so,
Why doth He fail to help him now?”Barbarous people! cruel priests!
How they stood round like savage beasts!
Like lions gaping to devour,
When God had left Him in their power.They wound His head, His hands, His feet,
Till streams of blood each other meet;
By lot His garments they divide,
And mock the pangs in which He died.But God, the Father, heard His cry;
Raised from the dead, He reigns on high;
The nations learn His righteousness,
And humble sinners taste His grace.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 22:1] O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou
O God, my God, wherefore dost Thou
Forsake me utterly?
And helpest not when I do make
My great complaint and cry?To Thee, my God, e’en all day long
I do both cry and call;
I cease not all the night, and yet
Thou hearest not at all.But Thou that in Thy holy place
For evermore dost dwell;
Thou art the joy, the comfort, and
Glory of Israel:And Him in Whom our fathers old
Had all their hope and stay;
Who, when they put their trust in Thee,
Delivered’st them alway.They were preservèd ever when
They called upon Thy Name;
And for the faith they had in Thee,
They were not put to shame.But I am now become more like
A worm than to a man,
An outcast, whom the people scorn
With all the spite they can.All men despise as they behold
Me walking on the way:
They grin, make mouths, and nod their heads,
And on this wise do say.This man did glory in the Lord,
His favor and His love:
Let Him redeem and help him now,
His pow’r if he will prove.But from the prison of the womb
I was by Thee released;
Thou didst preserve me still in hope,
Whilst I did suck the breast:I was committed from my birth
With Thee to have abode;
Since I came from my mother’s womb,
Thou hast been still my God.Then, Lord, depart not now from me
In this my present grief,
Since I have none to be my help,
My succor and relief.For many bulls do compass me,
That be full strong of head;
Yea, bulls so fat, as though they had
In Basan field been fed.They gape upon me greedily,
As though they would me slay;
Much like a lion roaring out,
And ramping for his prey.But I drop down like water shed,
My joints in sunder break,
My heart doth in my body melt
Like wax, I am so weak.My strength doth like a potsherd dry,
My tongue it cleaveth fast
Unto my jaws, and I am brought
To dust of death at last.For many dogs do compass me,
In council they do meet,
Conspiring still against my life,
Piercing my hands and feet.I was tormented so that I
Might all my bones have told,
Whilst they do look and stare at me,
When they do me behold.My garments they divided have
In parts among them all;
And for my coat they did cast lots
To whom it should befall.Therefore, I pray Thee, be not far
From me at my great need,
But rather, since Thou art my strength,
To help me, Lord, make speed:And from the sword save Thou my soul
By Thy might and Thy pow’r,
And ever keep my darling dear
From dogs that would devour;And from the lion’s mouth that would
Me all in sunder tear;
From ’midst the horns of unicorns,
O Lord, Thou didst me hear.When shall I to my brethren all
Thy Majesty record,
And in Thy church shall praise the Name
Of Thee the living Lord.All ye that fear Him, praise the Lord,
Thou, Jacob, Him adore,
And all ye seed of Israel,
Fear Him for evermore.For He despiseth not the poor,
He hideth not away
His countenance when they do call,
But hears them when they pray,Among the folk that fear the Lord,
I will therefore proclaim
Thy praise, and keep my promise made
For setting forth Thy Name.The poor shall eat and be sufficed;
Such as their minds do give
To seek the Lord, and praise His Name,
Their hearts shall ever live.The coasts of all the earth shall praise
The Lord, and seek His grace;
The heathen folk shall worship all
Before His blessèd face.The kingdoms of the heathen folk
The Lord shall have therefore;
And he shall be their Governor
And King for evermore.The rich men of His goodly gifts
Shall taste and feed also,
And in His presence worship Him,
And bow their knees full low.And all that shall go down to dust,
Of life by Him shall taste;
A seed shall serve and worship Him,
Till time away shall waste.They shall declare and plainly show
His truth and righteousness,
Unto a people yet unborn,
Who shall His Name confess.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 22:1] Why Has My God My Soul Forsook?
Why has my God my soul forsook,
Nor will a smile afford?
Thus David once in anguish spoke,
And thus our dying Lord.Though ’tis Thy chief delight to dwell
Among Thy praising saints,
Yet Thou canst hear a groan as well,
And pity our complaints.Our fathers trusted in Thy Name,
And great deliverance found;
But I’m a worm, despised of men,
And trodden to the ground.Shaking the head, they pass me by,
And laugh my soul to scorn;
“In vain he trusts in God,” they cry,
“Neglected and forlorn.”But Thou art He Who formed my flesh
By Thine almighty Word;
And since I hung upon the breast,
My hope is in the Lord.Why will my Father hide His face,
When foes stand threatning round,
In the dark hour of deep distress,
And not a helper found?Behold Thy darling left among
The cruel and the proud,
As bulls of Bashan, fierce and strong,
As lions roaring loud.From earth and hell My sorrows meet
To multiply the smart;
They nail My hands, they pierce My feet,
And try to vex My heart.Yet if Thy sovereign hand let loose
The rage of earth and hell,
Why will my heav’nly Father bruise
The Son He loves so well?My God, if possible it be,
Withhold this bitter cup
But I resign my will to Thee,
And drink the sorrows up.My heart dissolves with pangs unknown,
In groans I waste my breath;
Thy heavy hand has brought Me down
Low as the dust of death.Father, I give My Spirit up,
And trust it in Thy hand;
My dying flesh shall rest in hope,
And rise at Thy command.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 30:1
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[Psa 30:1] O Lord, By Thee Delivered
O Lord, by Thee delivered, I Thee with songs extol;
My foes Thou hast not suffered to glory o’er my fall.
O Lord, my God, I sought Thee, and Thou didst heal and save;
Thou, Lord, from death didst ransom and keep me from the grave.His holy Name remember, ye saints, give thanks and praise;
His anger lasts a moment, His favor all our days;
For sorrow, like a pilgrim, may tarry for a night,
But joy the heart will gladden when dawns the morning light.In prosperous days I boasted, “Unmoved I shall remain”;
For Lord, Thy good favor my cause didst maintain;
I soon was sorely troubled, for Thou didst hide Thy face;
I cried to Thee, Jehovah, I sought Jehovah’s grace.What profit if I perish, if life Thou dost not spare?
Shall dust repeat Thy praises, shall it Thy truth declare?
O Lord, on me have mercy, and my petition hear;
That Thou mayst be my Helper, in mercy, Lord, appear.My grief is turned to gladness, to Thee my thanks I raise;
Who hast removed my sorrow and girded me with praise;
And now, no longer silent, my heart Thy praise will sing;
O Lord, my God, forever my thanks to Thee I bring.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 30:1] O, Lord, My God
O Lord, my God! I will keep on thanking You—forever
O, Father!
O Lord, my God! I will keep on thanking You—forever
O, Father!
You lift me up, You keep my enemies away.
My soul sings of your faithfulness!
You’re my Foundation, Lord, a rock that I can lean on.
Your Word will live forevermore!
I know, my Lord, that You have ransomed me from death.
O, help me never to forget!
Into Your hands do I commit my grateful spirit,
With You I will not be afraid!
O, Lord, my God, how You have filled my emptiness.
I’m like a stream, You’re like the rain.
O, Lord my God, now I can see Your plan for me—ev’rywhere I go, there You will be!Repeat Chorus
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Psalms 34:1
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[Psa 34:1] At All Times Praise The Lord
At all times praise the Lord;
His promises are sure;
What if thou doubt? His steadfast Word
Unchanging shall endure.
Praise Him when skies are bright,
And gladness fills thy days;
Heav’n shames thee with its glorious light,
And calls thee to His praise.Praise Him when clouds are dark;
True faith waits not to prove;
Tho’ hope no bright’ning gleam may mark,
His meaning still is love.
Praise Him when drear and lone
The shadows ’round thee fall,
No eye upon Thy sins but One—
Fear not, He pardons all.Praise Him when home is sweet,
As tho’ we ne’er should part;
But pray—while kindred spirits meet—
Pray for a thoughtful heart.
Praise Him when far away
On mountain or on sea;
Each place is home to them who pray;
The Father guardeth thee.Praise Him when joyful songs
The saints on earth unite,
In sacred chorus, with the throngs
Of angels in the height.
At all times praise the Lord;
His promises are sure;
Fear not, doubt not; His steadfast Word
Unchanging shall endure.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 34:1] I’ll Bless The Lord From Day To Day
I’ll bless the Lord from day to day;
How good are all His ways!
Ye humble souls that use to pray,
Come, help my lips to praise.Sing to the honor of His Name,
How a poor sufferer cried,
Nor was his hope exposed to shame,
Nor was his suit denied.When threatening sorrows round me stood,
And endless fears arose,
Like the loud billows of a flood,
Redoubling all my woes;I told the Lord my sore distress,
With heavy groans and tears;
He gave my sharpest torments ease,
And silenced all my fears.O sinners, come and taste His love,
Come, learn His pleasant ways;
And let your own experience prove
The sweetness of His grace.He bids His angels pitch their tents
Round where His children dwell;
What ills their heav’nly care prevents
No earthly tongue can tell.O love the Lord, ye saints of His;
His eye regards the just:
How richly blessed their portion is
Who make the Lord their trust!Young lions, pinched with hunger, roar
And famish in the wood;
But God supplies His holy poor
With every needful good.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 34:1] Lord I Will At All Times Bless, The
The Lord I will at all times bless,
My mouth His praises shall express;
In Him shall all my boasting be,
While all the meek rejoice with me.O magnify the Lord with me,
Let us to praise His Name agree;
I sought the Lord, He answered me,
And from my fears he set me free.Who look to Him shall walk in light,
With joy their faces shall be bright;
Distressed, they cried; the Lord arose
And saved them out of all their woes.Around His saints as watch and ward
Encamps the angel of the Lord;
That God is good, O taste and see,
Who trusts in Him shall blessèd be.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 34:1] My Song Shall Be Of Jesus
My song shall be of Jesus;
His mercy crowns my days,
He fills my cup with blessings,
And tunes my heart to praise;
My song shall be of Jesus,
The precious Lamb of God;
Who gave Himself my ransom,
And bought me with His blood.My song shall be of Jesus;
When, sitting at His feet,
I call to mind His goodness,
In meditation sweet;
My song shall be of Jesus,
Whatever ill betide;
I’ll sing the grace that saves me,
And keeps me at His side.My song shall be of Jesus,
While pressing on my way
To reach the blissful region
Of pure and perfect day.
And when my soul shall enter
The gate of Eden fair,
A song of praise to Jesus
I’ll sing forever there.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 34:1] My Song Shall Bless The Lord Of All
My song shall bless the Lord of all,
My praise shall climb to His abode;
Thee, Savior, by that name I call,
The great Supreme, the mighty God.Without beginning, or decline,
Object of faith, and not of sense;
Eternal ages saw Him shine,
He shines eternal ages hence.As much, when in the manger laid,
Almighty Ruler of the sky;
As when the six days’ works He made,
Filled all the morning-stars with joy.Of all the crowns Jehovah bears,
Salvation is His dearest claim;
That gracious sound well-pleased He hears,
And owns Emmanuel for His name.A cheerful confidence I feel,
My well-placed hopes with joy I see;
My bosom glows with heav’nly zeal
To worship Him Who died for me.As man, He pities my complaint,
His pow’r and truth are all divine;
He will not fail, He cannot faint,
Salvation’s sure, and must be mine.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 34:1] Sing Praise To Jesus
Wake the joyful, joyful lay,
Sing praise to Jesus;
With the merry birds today,
Sing praise to Jesus.
Gather now a grateful throng,
Let our school be full of song,
Heart and voice the strain prolong,
Sing praise to Jesus.Teachers, help us, every one,
Sing praise to Jesus;
For the work that grace has done,
Sing praise to Jesus.
For His all protecting care,
For the comforts that we share,
For a world like ours so fair,
Sing praise to Jesus.For the school we love so dear,
Sing praise to Jesus;
For the friends that meet us here,
Sing praise to Jesus;
For the blessings He bestows,
For His love that freely flows,
For this hour of calm repose,
Sing praise to Jesus.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 34:1] We Give Immortal Praise
We give immortal praise
To God the Father’s love,
For all our comforts here,
And better hopes above;
He sent His own eternal Son,
To die for sins that man had done.To God the Son belongs
Immortal glory too,
Who bought us with His blood
From everlasting woe:
And now He lives, and now He reigns,
And sees the fruit of all His pains.To God the Spirit’s Name
Immortal worship give,
Whose new-creating power
Makes the dead sinner live;
His work completes the great design,
And fills the soul with joy divine.Almighty God, to Thee
Be endless honors done,
The undivided Three,
And the mysterious One:
Where reason fails, with all her powers,
There faith prevails, and love adores.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 38:1
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[Psa 38:1] Amidst Thy Wrath Remember Love
Amidst Thy wrath remember love,
Restore Thy servant, Lord;
Nor let a Father’s chastening prove
Like an avenger’s sword.Thine arrows stick within my heart,
My flesh is sorely pressed;
Between the sorrow and the smart,
My spirit finds no rest.My sins a heavy load appear,
And o’er my head are gone;
Too heavy they for me to bear,
Too hard for me t’atone.My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
My head still bending down;
And I go mourning all the day,
Beneath my Father’s frown.Lord, I am weak and broken sore,
None of my powers are whole:
The inward anguish makes me roar,
The anguish of my soul.All my desire to Thee is known,
Thine eye counts every tear;
And every sigh, and every groan,
Is noticed by Thine ear.Thou art my God, my only hope;
My God will hear my cry;
My God will bear my spirit up,
When Satan bids me die.My foot is ever apt to slide,
My foes rejoice to see’t;
They raise their pleasure and their pride
When they supplant my feet.But I’ll confess my guilt to Thee,
And grieve for all my sin;
I’ll mourn how weak my graces be,
And beg support divine.My God, forgive my follies past,
And be for ever nigh;
O Lord of my salvation, haste,
Before Thy servant die.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 38:1] In Thy Wrath And Hot Displeasure
In Thy wrath and hot displeasure,
Chasten not Thy servant, Lord;
Let Thy mercy, without measure,
Help and peace to me afford.Heavy is my tribulation,
Sore my punishment has been;
Broken by Thine indignation,
I am troubled by my sin.With my burden of transgression
Heavy laden, overborne,
Humbled low I make confession,
For my folly now I mourn.Weak and wounded, I implore Thee:
Lord, to me Thy mercy show;
All my prayer is now before Thee,
All my trouble Thou dost know.Darkness gathers, foes assail me.
But I answer not a word;
All my friends desert and fail me,
Only Thou my cry hast heard.Lord, in Thee I am confiding;
Thou wilt answer when I call,
Lest my foes, the good deriding,
Triumph in Thy servant’s fall.I am prone to halt and stumble,
Grief and sorrow dwell within,
Shame and guilt my spirit humble,
I am sorry for my sin.Foes about my soul are closing,
Full of hatred, false and strong;
Choosing good, I find opposing
All who love and do the wrong.Lord, my God, do not forsake me,
Let me know that Thou art near,
Under Thy protection take me,
As my Savior now appear.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 53:1
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[Psa 53:1] Fools In Their Heart Have Said
Fools in their heart have said,
There is no God of might;
Corrupt are they and base their deeds,
In evil they delight.God looked from Heav’n above
On all the human race
To see if any understood,
If any sought His face.They all are gone aside,
Corruption doth abound;
There is not one that doeth good,
Not even one is found.These men of evil deeds
Will they no knowledge gain,
Who feed upon my people’s woes
And prayer to God disdain?The day is drawing nigh
When they shall fear and quail
For God shall scatter and destroy
Those who His saints assail.Yea, God will put to shame
And make them flee away,
For He will cast them off in wrath
And fill them with dismay.O would that Zion’s help
Were out of Zion come!
O would that God might early bring
His captive people home!When God from distant lands
His exiled ones shall bring,
His people shall exultant be,
And gladly they shall sing.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 55:1
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[Psa 55:1] Jehovah, To My Prayer Give Ear
Jehovah, to my prayer give ear,
Nor hide Thee from my cry;
Attend my sad complaint, and hear
My restless moan and sigh.
My enemies lift up their voice,
The violent oppress;
To do me wrong my foes rejoice,
And love my soul’s distress.Sore pained in heart I find no ease,
Death’s terrors fill my soul,
Great fear and trembling on me seize,
And horrors o’er me roll.
O had I wings, I sigh and say,
Like some swift dove to roam,
Then I would hasten far away
And a find a peaceful home.Lo, wandering far, my rest would be
In some lone desert waste;
I from the stormy wind would flee,
And to a shelter haste.
O Lord, their malice recompense
Their wicked tongues confound,
For in the city violence
And bitter strife abound.They walk her walls both night and day,
Within all vices meet;
Oppression, fraud and crime hold sway,
Nor leave the crowded street.
No foreign foe provokes alarm,
But enemies within;
May God destroy their power to harm
And recompense their sin.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 55:1] O God, Give Thou Ear To My Plea
O God, give Thou ear to my plea,
And hide not Thyself from my cry;
O hearken and answer Thou me,
As restless and weary I sigh.O that I had wings like a dove,
For then I would fly far away
And seek for the rest that I love,
Where trouble no more could dismay.Nay, soul, call on God all the day;
The Lord for thy help will appear;
At eve, morn, and noon humbly pray,
And He thy petition will hear.Thy burden now cast on the Lord,
And He shall thy weakness sustain;
The righteous who trust in His Word
Unmoved shall forever remain.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 131:1
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[Psa 131:1] Is There Ambition In My Heart?
Is there ambition in my heart?
Search, gracious God, and see;
Or do I act a haughty part?
Lord, I appeal to Thee.I charge my thoughts, be humble still,
And all my carriage mild,
Content, my Father, with Thy will,
And quiet as a child.The patient soul, the lowly mind,
Shall have a large reward:
Let saints in sorrow lie resigned,
And trust a faithful Lord.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 131:1] Not Haughty Is My Heart
Not haughty is my heart,
Not lofty is my pride;
I do not seek to know the things
God’s wisdom hath denied.With childlike trust, O Lord,
In Thee I calmly rest,
Contented as a little child
Upon its mother’s breast.Ye people of the Lord,
In Him alone confide;
From this time forth and evermore
His wisdom be your guide.source: Cyberhymnal
