Psalms 42:8

• [Psa 42:8] Day Thou Gavest, Lord, Is Ended, The

  The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at Thy behest; To Thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. We thank Thee that Thy church, unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. As o’er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren ’neath the western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making Thy wondrous doings heard on high. So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never, Like earth’s proud empires, pass away: Thy kingdom stands, and grows forever, Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.

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• [Psa 42:8] God Of My Life, Through All My Days

  God of my life, through all my days, My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise; My song shall wake with opening light, And cheer the dark and silent night. When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. When death o’er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. But O! when that last conflict’s o’er, And I am chained to earth no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies! Soon shall I learn the exalted strains Which echo through the heavenly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round the throne. The cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul shall live; A work so sweet, a theme so high, Demands and crowns eternity.

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• [Psa 42:8] God Of My Life, To Thee I Call

  God of my life, to Thee I call; Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall; When the great water floods prevail Leave not my trembling heart to fail! Friend of the friendless and the saint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor! Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea? Does not the Word still fixed remain That none shall seek Thy face in vain? That were a grief I could not bear, Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; But a prayer hearing, answering God Supports me under every load. Fair is the lot that’s cast for me! I have an Advocate with Thee; They whom the world caresses most, Have no such privilege to boast. Poor thou I am, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

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• [Psa 42:8] My Lord, My Life, My Love

  My Lord, my Life, my Love, To Thee, to Thee I call; I cannot live if Thou remove: Thou art my joy, my all. My only sun to cheer The darkness where I dwell; The best and only true delight My song hath found to tell. To Thee in very Heaven The angels owe their bliss; To Thee the saints, whom Thou hast called Where perfect pleasure is. And how shall man, Thy child, Without Thee happy be, Who hath no comfort nor desire In all the world but Thee? Return, my Love, my Life; Thy grace hath won my heart; If Thou forgive, if Thou return, I will no more depart.

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• [Psa 42:8] Slowly Sinks The Setting Sun

  Slowly sinks the setting sun, Now the work of day is done; Lord, we come a thankful throng, Raise to Thee our evening song. For Thy tender care bestowed, For Thy pardoning blood which flowed; For Thy love that crowns our days, Lord, accept our grateful praise. And when sets life’s weary sun, When the toil of earth is done, To Thy home of perfect rest, Lord, receive us, ever blest. For the robe, the palm, the blood, May we always praise our God, And with all the ransomed throng, Swell high Heaven’s triumphant song.

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Psalms 77:2

• [Psa 77:2] In Time Of Tribulation

  In time of tribulation, hear, Lord, my feeble cries; With humble supplication to Thee my spirit flies; My heart with grief is breaking, scarce can my voice complain; Mine eyes with tears kept waking, still watch and weep in vain. The days of old, in vision, bring banished bliss to view; The years of lost fruition, their joys in pangs renew; Remembered songs of gladness, through nights lone silence brought, Strike notes of deeper sadness, and stir desponding thought. Hath God cast off forever? Can time His truth impair? His tender mercy never shall I presume to share? Hath He His loving kindness shut up in endless wrath? No; this is mine own blindness, that cannot see His path. I call to recollection the years of His right hand; And, strong in His protection, again through faith I stand; Thy deeds, O Lord, are wondrous; holy are all Thy ways; The secret place of thunder shall utter forth Thy praise. Thee, with the tribes assembled, O God, the billows saw; They saw Thee, and they trembled, turned, and stood still with awe; The clouds shot hail and lightning; the earth reeled to and fro; Thy fiery pillar brightened the gulf of gloom below. Thy way is in great waters, Thy footsteps are not known; Let Adam’s sons and daughters confide in Thee alone: Through the wild sea Thou leadest Thy chosen flock of yore; Still on the waves Thou treadest, and Thy redeemed pass o’er.

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Psalms 77:6

• [Psa 77:6] My Song In The Night

  When out on life’s ocean, the waves dashing high, While waters are troubled, and no help is nigh, I’ll sing Ebenezer and watch for the light, “And call to remembrance my song in the night.” Refrain “My song in the night, my song in the night; I call to remembrance my song in the night.” God’s promise is sure, and we’re safe in His care, He’ll help all His children their burdens to bear; To Him let us look to be kept in the right, “And call to remembrance our song in the night.” Refrain The blood of the Savior will cleanse every one; O sinner, He’ll save you if only you’ll come; Accept of His mercy, your way will be bright, Then sing with the saved ones your “song in the night.” Refrain The home over there will be soon our abode, Tho’ straight is the way oftentimes rough the road; But Jesus our Guide is the Way and the Light, I call to remembrance my song in the night. Refrain

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Psalms 134:1

• [Psa 134:1] Night’s Shadows Falling

  Night’s shadows falling men to rest are calling; Rest we, possessing heav’nly peace and blessing: This we implore Thee, falling down before Thee, Great King of Glory! O Savior, hear us! Son of God, be near us! Thine angels send us; let Thy love attend us: He nothing feareth, whom Thy presence cheereth, Light his path cleareth. Be near, relieving all who now are grieving; Thy visitation be our consolation: O hear the sighing of the faint and dying; Lord, hear our crying! Thou ever livest; endless life Thou givest; Thou watch art keeping o’er Thy faithful sleeping; In Thy clear shining they are now reclining, All care resigning. O Lord of Glory, praise we and adore Thee— Thee for us given, our true Rest from Heaven! Rest, peace, and blessing, we are now possessing, Thy Name confessing.

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• [Psa 134:1] Ye That Obey Th’immortal King

  Ye that obey th’immortal King, Attend His holy place; Bow to the glories of His power, And bless His wondrous grace. Lift up your hands by morning light, And send your souls on high; Raise your admiring thoughts by night Above the starry sky. The God of Zion cheers our hearts With rays of quick’ning grace; The God that spread the heav’ns abroad, And rules the swelling seas.
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Psalms 139:11-12

• [Psa 139:11] Round Me Falls The Night

  Round me falls the night; Savior, be my Light: Through the hours in darkness shrouded Let me see Thy face unclouded; Let Thy glory shine in this heart of mine. Earthly work is done, earthly sounds are none; Rest in sleep and silence seeking, Let my hear Thee softly speaking; In my spirit’s ear whisper “I am near.” Darkened now each ray o’er the traveler’s way; Let me know that Thou hast found me, Let me feel Thine arms around me, Sure from every ill Thou wilt guard me still. Blessèd heavenly Light, shining through earth’s night; Voice, that oft of love hast told me; Arms, so strong to clasp and hold me; Thou Thy watch wilt keep, Savior, o’er my sleep.

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• [Psa 139:12] God Is Always Near Me

  God is always near me, Hearing what I say; Knowing all my thoughts and deeds, All my work and play. God is always near me, In the darkest night, He can see me just the same As by midday light. God is always near me, Though so young and small; Not a look, or word, or thought, But God knows it all.
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• [Psa 139:12] O Thou To Whose All Searching Sight

  O Thou to Whose all searching sight The darkness shineth as the light, Search, prove my heart; it pants for Thee; O burst these bonds, and set it free! Wash out its stains, refine its dross, Nail my affections to the cross; Hallow each thought; let all within Be clean, as Thou, my Lord, art clean! If in this darksome wild I stray, Be Thou my light, be Thou my way; No foes, no violence I fear, No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. When rising floods my soul o’erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe, Jesu, Thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. Savior, where’er Thy steps I see, Dauntless, untired, I follow thee! O let Thy hand support me still, And lead me to Thy holy hill! If rough and thorny be the way, My strength proportion to my day; Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, Where all is calm, and joy, and peace.

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• [Psa 139:12] Peacefully Round Us The Shadows Are Falling

  Peacefully round us the shadows are falling, Glad be our praises and trustful our prayer; Hear us, O Lord, on Thy providence calling, Lighten our darkness, and banish our care. Hushed are the sheep bells afar on the moorland, O’er the still meadows the night breezes sweep, Faint fall the footsteps in city and hamlet, Safely the children are folded in sleep. Softly may weary ones rest from their duty, Bright be the dreams of the troubled and worn, While through the shades beam the stars in their beauty, Watching the world till the breaking of morn. Lord of the night, let Thine angels defend us; Sunshine and gloom are alike unto Thee; Lord of the day, let Thy Spirit attend us, Bless us and keep us wherever we be.

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