Psalms 66:16

• [Psa 66:16] Come, Ye That Fear The Lord

  Come, ye that fear the Lord, and hear What He has done for me; My cry for help is turned to praise, For He has set me free. Through pain and trouble Thou hast led, And humbled all our pride, But, in the end, to liberty And wealth Thy hand did guide. If in my heart I sin regard, My prayer He will not hear; But truly God has heard my voice, My prayer has reached His ear. O let the Lord, our gracious God, Forever blessèd be, Who has not turned my prayer from Him, Nor yet His grace from me. Here in Thy house I give to Thee The life that Thou dost bless, And pay the solemn vows I made When I was in distress. O all ye peoples, bless our God, Aloud proclaim His praise, Who safely holds our soul in life, And steadfast makes our ways.

  Play

  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 66:16] I Love To Tell The Story

  I love to tell the story of unseen things above, Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love. I love to tell the story, because I know ’tis true; It satisfies my longings as nothing else can do. Refrain I love to tell the story, ’twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love. I love to tell the story; more wonderful it seems Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams. I love to tell the story, it did so much for me; And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee. Refrain I love to tell the story; ’tis pleasant to repeat What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet. I love to tell the story, for some have never heard The message of salvation from God’s own holy Word. Refrain I love to tell the story, for those who know it best Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest. And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song, ’Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long. Refrain

  Play

  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 66:16] Tell The Sweet Story Of Love

  If you would rescue a soul from its sin, Tell the sweet story of Jesus; If for God’s kingdom a soul you would win, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain Tell the sweet story of love, Jesus will smile from above; Tell the sweet story, the beautiful story, The wonderful story of love. If you would comfort a sorrowing heart, Tell the sweet story of Jesus; Joy overflowing His peace will impart, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain If you would kindle love’s beautiful flame, Tell the sweet story of Jesus; In darkened hearts that have ne’er heard His Name, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain Would you make earth like a heaven below? Tell the sweet story of Jesus; Lovingly, gently, wherever you go, Tell the sweet story of love. Refrain

  Play

  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 68:17

• [Psa 68:17] Swing Low, Sweet Chariot

  Refrain Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home, Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan, and what did I see? Coming for to carry me home, A band of angels coming after me, Coming for to carry me home. Refrain If you get there before I do, Coming for to carry me home, Tell all my friends I’m coming, too. Coming for to carry me home. Refrain I’m sometimes up and sometimes down, Coming for to carry me home, But still my soul feels heavenly bound, Coming for to carry me home. Refrain The brightest day that I can say, Coming for to carry me home, When Jesus washed my sins away, Coming for to carry me home. Refrain

  Play

  source: Cyberhymnal

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.

  Play

  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 118:24

• [Psa 118:24] This Is The Day The Lord Hath Made

  This is the day the Lord hath made; He calls the hours His own; Let Heav’n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. Today He rose and left the dead, And Satan’s empire fell; Today the saints His triumphs spread, And all His wonders tell. Hosanna to th’anointed King, To David’s holy Son; Help us, O Lord; descend and bring Salvation from Thy throne. Blest be the Lord, who comes to men With messages of grace; Who comes in God His Father’s Name, To save our sinful race. Hosanna in the highest strains The Church on earth can raise; The highest heav’ns, in which He reigns, Shall give Him nobler praise.

  Play

  source: Cyberhymnal