Psalms 7:1

• [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.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 7:1] My Trust Is In My Heavenly Friend

  My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in Thee, my God; Rise and my helpless life defend From those that seek my blood. With insolence and fury they 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.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 18:2

• [Psa 18:2] Come, Great Deliverer, Come

  O hear my cry, be gracious now to me, Come, Great Deliverer, come; My soul bowed down is longing now for Thee, Come, Great Deliverer, come. Refrain I’ve wandered far away o’er mountains cold, I’ve wandered far away from home; O take me now, and bring me to Thy fold, Come, Great Deliverer, come. I have no place, no shelter from the night, Come, Great Deliverer, come; One look from Thee would give me life and light, Come, Great Deliverer, come. Refrain My path is lone, and weary are my feet, Come, Great Deliverer, come; Mine eyes look up Thy loving smile to meet, Come, Great Deliverer, come. Refrain Thou wilt not spurn contrition’s broken sigh, Come, Great Deliverer, come. Regard my prayer, and hear my humble cry, Come, Great Deliverer, come. Refrain

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• [Psa 18:2] Rock Of Ages

  Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure; Save from wrath and make me pure. Not the labor of my hands Can fulfill Thy law’s demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and Thou alone. Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to the cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress; Helpless look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Savior, or I die. While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eyes shall close in death, [originally When my eye-strings break in death] When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 84:3

• [Psa 84:3] The King’s Business

  I am a stranger here, within a foreign land; My home is far away, upon a golden strand; Ambassador to be of realms beyond the sea, I’m here on business for my King. Refrain This is the message that I bring, A message angels fain would sing: “Oh, be ye reconciled,” Thus saith my Lord and King, “Oh, be ye reconciled to God.” This is the King’s command: that all men, everywhere, Repent and turn away from sin’s seductive snare; That all who will obey, with Him shall reign for aye, And that’s my business for my King. Refrain My home is brighter far than Sharon’s rosy plain, Eternal life and joy throughout its vast domain; My Sovereign bids me tell how mortals there may dwell, And that’s my business for my King. Refrain

  source: Cyberhymnal