Psalms 99:3

• [Psa 99:3] Gathered Here In That Great Presence

  Gathered here in that great Presence, Every earthly light grows dim: Angels fall in dread and reverence, Men redeemed take up the hymn: Holy, Holy, Holy is that Sacred Name! Awed to silence by His power, Prostrate millions ’wait His Word, They, the creatures of an hour, He, the everlasting Lord! Holy, Holy, Holy is that Sacred Name! Goodness finds its good within Him! Truth finds truth upon His tongue! He is Beauty of all Beauty, Let His praise be ever sung! Holy, Holy, Holy is that Sacred Name! All must do what You require, For Your Law remains the same: Give our hearts a great desire For the hallowing of Your Name! Holy, Holy, Holy is That Sacred Name!

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Psalms 139:14

• [Psa 139:14] All That I Am I Owe To Thee

  All that I am I owe to Thee, Thy wisdom, Lord, has fashioned me; I give my Maker thankful praise, Whose wondrous works my soul amaze. Ere into being I was brought, Thine eye did see, and in Thy thought My life in all its perfect plan Was ordered ere my days began. Thy thoughts, O God, how manifold, More precious unto me than gold! I muse on their infinity, Awaking I am still with Thee. The wicked Thou shalt surely slay, From me let sinners turn away; They speak against the Name divine, I count God’s enemies as mine. Search me, O God, my heart discern, Try me, my inmost thought to learn; And lead me, if in sin I stray, To choose the everlasting way.

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• [Psa 139:14] My God, How Wonderful You Are

  My God, how wonderful Thou art, Thy majesty, how bright; How beautiful Thy mercy seat In depths of burning light! How dread are Thy eternal years, O everlasting Lord, By prostrate spirits day and night Incessantly adored! How wonderful, how beautiful, The sight of Thee must be; Thy endless wisdom, boundless power, And glorious purity! O how I fear Thee, living God, With deep and tender fear; And worship Thee with trembling hope, And penitential tears! Yet, I may love Thee, too, O Lord, Almighty as Thou art; For Thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart! No earthly father loves like Thee, No mother, e’er so mild, Bears and forbears as Thou hast done, With me, Thy sinful child. Only to sit and think of God, Oh, what a joy it is! To think the thought, to breathe the Name, Earth has no higher bliss. Father of Jesus, love’s Reward! What rapture it will be Prostrate before Thy throne to lie, And gaze, and gaze on Thee!

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Psalms 147:5

• [Psa 147:5] Infinite God, To Thee We Raise

  Infinite God, to Thee we raise Our hearts in solemn songs of praise, By all Thy works on earth adored, We worship Thee, the common Lord; The everlasting Father own, And bow our souls before Thy throne. Thee all the choir of angels sings, The Lord of hosts, the King of kings; Cherubs proclaim Thy praise aloud, And seraphs shout the Triune God; And, “Holy, holy, holy,” cry, “Thy glory fills both earth and sky!” God of the patriarchal race, The ancient seers record Thy praise, The goodly apostolic band In highest joy and glory stand; And all the saints and prophets join To extol Thy majesty divine. Head of the martyrs’ noble host, Of Thee they justly make their boast; The church, to earth’s remotest bounds, Her heavenly Founder’s praise resounds; And strives, with those around the throne, To hymn the mystic Three in One. Father of endless majesty, All might and love they render Thee; Thy true and only Son adore, The same in dignity and power; And God the Holy Ghost declare, The saints’ eternal Comforter.

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