Psalms 44:4

• [Psa 44:4] My God, My Heavenly King

  O God, my heavenly King, My Savior, and my All, To Thee my every power I bring, And at Thy footstool fall. By Thee I am supplied With every good below: Thou art my Shepherd and my Guide, In all the way I go. Fain would I follow Thee, Nor from Thy footsteps stray, Whate’er my pains or conflicts be, Or snares my foes may lay. I know that Thou art nigh, My Fortress, Shield and Tower: On Thy rich mercy I’ll rely, And trust Thy mighty power.

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Psalms 44:21

• [Psa 44:21] Great Mover Of All Hearts

  Great Mover of all hearts, whose hand Doth all the secret springs command Of human thought and will, Thou, since the world was made, dost bless Thy saints with fruits of holiness, Their order to fulfill. Faith, hope, and love here weave one chain; But love alone shall then remain When this short day is gone: O Love, O Truth, O endless Light, When shall we see Thy Sabbath bright With all our labors done? We sow ’mid perils here and tears; There the glad hand the harvest bears, Which here in grief hath sown: Great Three in One, the increase give; Thy gifts of grace, by which we live, With heavenly glory crown.

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Psalms 47:5

• [Psa 47:5] Lo, God To Heav’n Ascendeth

  Lo, God to Heav’n ascendeth! Throughout its regions vast With shouts triumphant blendeth the trumpet’s thrilling blast: Sing praise to Christ the Lord; sing praise with exultation, King of each heathen nation, the God of hosts adored! With joy is Heav’n resounding Christ’s glad return to see; Behold the saints surrounding the Lord Who set them free. Bright myriads, thronging, come; the cherub band rejoices, And loud seraphic voices all welcome Jesus home. From cross to throne ascending, we follow Christ on high And know the pathway wending to mansions in the sky. Our Lord is gone before; yet here He will not leave us, And soon in Heav’n receive us and open wide the door. Our place He is preparing; to Heav’n we, too, shall rise, With Him His glory sharing, be where our Treasure lies. Bestir thyself, my soul! Where Jesus Christ has entered, There let Thy hope be centered; press onward toward the goal. Let all our thoughts be winging to where Thou didst ascend, And let our hearts be singing: “We seek Thee, Christ, our Friend, Thee, God’s exalted Son, our Life, and Way to heaven, To Whom all power is given, our Joy and Hope and Crown.”

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Psalms 47:7

• [Psa 47:7] Mighty God, While Angels Bless Thee

  Mighty God, while angels bless Thee, May a mortal sing Thy Name? Lord of men as well as angels, Thou art every creature’s theme. Lord of every land and nation, Ancient of eternal days. Sounded through the wide creation Be Thy just and endless praise. For the grandeur of Thy nature, Grand beyond a seraph’s thought; For the wonders of creation, Works with skill and kindness wrought. For Thy providence, that governs, Through Thine empire’s wide domain, Wings an angel, guides a sparrow, Blessèd be Thy gentle reign. For Thy rich, Thy free redemption, Bright, though veiled in darkness long, Thought is poor, and poor expression; Who can sing that wondrous song? Brightness of the Father’s glory, Shall Thy praise unuttered lie? Break, my tongue, such guilty silence! Sing the Lord Who came to die. From the highest throne of glory To the cross of deepest woe, All to ransom guilty captives; Flow my praise, forever flow! Reascend, immortal Savior; Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne; Thence return, and reign forever, Be the kingdom all Thine own!

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• [Psa 47:7] O God Of Earth And Altar

  O God of earth and altar, bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, our people drift and die; The walls of gold entomb us, the swords of scorn divide; Take not Thy thunder from us, but take away our pride. From all that terror teaches, from lies of tongue and pen, From all the easy speeches that comfort cruel men; From sale and profanation of honor and the sword; From sleep and from damnation, deliver us, good Lord! Tie in a living tether, the prince and priest and thrall; Bind all our lives together, smite us and save us all; In ire and exultation aflame with faith and free, Lift up a living nation, a single sword to Thee.

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• [Psa 47:7] O King Most High Of Earth And Sky

  O King most high of earth and sky On prostrate death Thou treadest, And with Thy blood dost mark the road Whereby to Heaven Thou leadest. O Christ, behold Thine orphaned fold, Which Thou hast borne with anguish, Steeped in the tide from Thy rent side: O leave us not to languish! The glorious gain of all Thy pain Henceforth dost Thou inherit; Now comes the hour—then greatly shower On us Thy promised Spirit!

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Psalms 48:3

• [Psa 48:3] Great Is The Lord Our God

  Great is the Lord our God, And let His praise be great; He makes His churches His abode, His most delightful seat. Those temples of His grace, How beautiful they stand! The honors of our native place, And bulwarks of our land. In Sion God is known, A refuge in distress; How bright has His salvation shone Through all her palaces! When kings against her joined, And saw the Lord was there, In wild confusion of the mind, They fled with hasty fear. When navies tall and proud Attempt to spoil our peace, He sends His tempests roaring loud, And sinks them in the seas. Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold Where His own sheep have been. In every new distress We’ll to His house repair; We’ll think upon His wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there.

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Psalms 66:1

• [Psa 66:1] All Lands, To God In Joyful Sounds

  All lands, to God in joyful sounds Aloft your voices raise; Sing forth the honor of His Name, And glorious make His praise, And glorious make His praise. Say ye to God, how terrible In all Thy works art Thou! To Thee Thy foes by Thy great power Shall be constrained to bow, Shall be constrained to bow. Yea, all the earth shall worship Thee, And unto Thee shall sing; To Thy great Name shall songs of joy With loud hosannas ring, With loud hosannas ring. O come, behold the works of God, His mighty doings see; In dealing with the sons of men Most wonderful is He, Most wonderful is He. He led in safety through the flood The people of His choice, He turned the sea to solid ground; In Him let us rejoice, In Him let us rejoice. He rules forever by His might, His eyes the nations try; Let not the proud, rebellious ones Exalt themselves on high, Exalt themselves on high.

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• [Psa 66:1] Joyfully Sing

  Sing with a tuneful song, sing and adore Jesus the Holy One, King evermore; He is the desert Rock, there we may hide, Under His mighty shade safe we abide. Refrain Joyfully sing, joyfully sing, Joyfully sing, joyfully sing, Joyfully sing, joyfully sing, Light of eternity, Honor and praise to Thee, Now and forever be, Jesus our King. Sing with a grateful heart, hallow His Name, All He has done for us, gladly proclaim; Tell how each promise sweet cheers us along, Praise we the Lord of lords, Fountain of song. Refrain Sing with a trusting heart, looking away Up to the brighter land, brighter than day; Sing with a glowing heart filled with His love, Sing till our happy souls anchor above. Refrain

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• [Psa 66:1] O All Ye Peoples, Bless Our God

  O all ye peoples, bless our God, Aloud proclaim His praise, Who safely holds our souls in life, And steadfast makes our ways. Thou, Lord, hast proved and tested us As silver tried by fire; Thy hand has made our burden great And thwarted our desire. Through pain and trouble Thou hast led, And humbled all our pride; But, in the end, to liberty And wealth Thy hand did guide. 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. 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. 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. O all ye peoples, bless our God, Aloud proclaim His praise, Who safely holds our souls in life, And steadfast makes our ways.

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Psalms 87:3

• [Psa 87:3] Glorious Things Of Thee Are Spoken

  Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God! He, whose Word cannot be broken, Formed thee for His own abode. On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation’s walls surrounded, Thou may’st smile at all thy foes. See! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love; Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove: Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t’assuage? Grace, which like the Lord, the Giver, Never fails from age to age. Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear! For a glory and a cov’ring Showing that the Lord is near. Thus deriving from our banner Light by night and shade by day; Safe they feed upon the manna Which He gives them when they pray. Blest inhabitants of Zion, Washed in the Redeemer’s blood! Jesus, whom their souls rely on, Makes them kings and priests to God. ’Tis His love His people raises, Over self to reign as kings, And as priests, His solemn praises Each for a thank offering brings. Savior, if of Zion’s city, I through grace a member am, Let the world deride or pity, I will glory in Thy Name. Fading is the worldling’s pleasure, All his boasted pomp and show; Solid joys and lasting treasure None but Zion’s children know.

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Psalms 109:1

• [Psa 109:1] O God, Whom I Delight To Praise

  O God, whom I delight to praise, To Thee my cry for help I raise; Be Thou my Friend and Advocate When foes assail with bitter hate. Against me slanderous words are flung From many a false and lying tongue; Without a cause men hurl at me The shafts of deadly enmity. My good with evil they repay, My love turns not their hate away; The part of vengeance, Lord, is Thine; To pray, and only pray, is mine. Since love appeals to him in vain, The slave of sin let him remain; Against him let his foe be turned, His sin be judged, his prayer be spurned. Let sudden death upon him break, His office let another take, His children and his widowed wife Pursue the homeless beggar’s life. Let creditors consume his toil And strangers make his wealth their spoil; Let none in pity heed his claim; Cut off his race, blot out his name. His parents’ sins be not forgot Till Thou from earth his memory blot, Since he remembered not to show Compassion to the sons of woe. He cursing loved and blessing loathed: Unblest, with cursing he is clothed; For thus the justice of the Lord My adversaries will reward. O God, the Lord, for Thy Name’s sake Let me of Thy good grace partake; My need is great, and great Thou art To heal my wounded, stricken heart. With failing strength I fast and pine, Like shadows swift my days decline, And when my foes my weakness see They shake their head in scorn at me. O Lord, my God, Thy help I crave, In Thy great lovingkindness save; Before my foes Thy mercy show; That Thou dost help me, make them know. What though they curse, if Thou wilt bless? Then joy shall banish my distress, And shame shall overwhelm the foes Who would Thy servant’s way oppose. Thanksgiving to the Lord I raise, The multitude shall hear my praise, For by the needy God will stand To save them from oppression’s hand.

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