Psalms 78:1
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[Psa 78:1] Let Children Hear The Mighty Deeds
Let children hear the mighty deeds
Which God performed of old;
Which in our younger years we saw,
And which our fathers told.He bids us make His glories known,
His works of power and grace;
And we’ll convey His wonders down
Through every rising race.Our lips shall tell them to our sons,
And they again to theirs;
That generations yet unborn
May teach them to their heirs.Thus shall they learn in God alone
Their hope securely stands,
That they may ne’er forget His works,
But practice His commands.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 78:1] My People, Give Ear
My people, give ear, attend to My Word,
In parables new deep truths shall be heard;
The wonderful story our fathers made known
To children succeeding by us must be shown.Instructing our sons we gladly record
The praises, the works, the might of the Lord,
For He hath commanded that what He hath done
Be passed in tradition from father to son.Let children thus learn from history’s light
To hope in our God and walk in His sight,
The God of their fathers to fear and obey,
And ne’er like their fathers to turn from His way.The story be told, to warn and restrain,
Of hearts that were hard, rebellious, and vain,
Of soldiers who faltered when battle was near,
Who kept not God’s cov’nant nor walked in His fear.God’s wonderful works to them He had shown,
His marvelous deeds their fathers had known;
He made for their pathway the waters divide,
His glorious pillar of cloud was their guide.He gave them to drink, relieving their thirst,
And forth from the rock caused water to burst;
Yet faithless they tempted their God, and they said,
Can He Who gave water supply us with bread?Jehovah was wroth because they forgot
To hope in their God, and trusted Him not;
Yet gracious, He opened the doors of the sky
And rained down the manna in richest supply.With bread from on high their need He supplied,
And more did He do when thankless they sighed;
The strong winds commanding from south and from east
He sent them abundance of quail for their feast.Though well they were filled, their folly they chose;
Till God in His wrath o’erwhelmed them with woes;
He slew of their strongest and smote their young men,
But still unbelieving they sinned even then.Because of their sin He smote with His rod,
And then they returned and sought for their God;
Their Rock and Redeemer was God the Most high,
Yet false were their praises, their promise a lie.Not right with their God in heart and in will,
They faithlessly broke His covenant still;
But He, in compassion, reluctant to slay,
Forgave them and oft turned His anger away.His pity was great, though often they sinned,
For they were but flesh, a swift passing wind;
Yet though His compassion and grace they beheld,
They tempted and grieved Him and often rebelled.They limited God, the Most Holy One,
And hindered the work His grace had begun;
The hand that was mighty to save they forgot,
The day of redemption remembering not.Ungrateful and blind, no longer they thought
Of wonders and signs and mighty deeds wrought,
Of how all the rivers of Egypt ran red,
And plagues in God’s anger were heaped on their head.They thought not of how, their freedom to gain,
In Egypt’s abodes the first born were slain,
And how all God’s people were led forth like sheep,
The flock He delighted in safety to keep.Unharmed through the sea, where perished their foe,
He caused them with ease and safety to go;
His holy land gaining, in peace they were brought
To dwell in the mountain the Lord’s hand had bought.He gave them the land, a heritage fair;
The nations that dwelt in wickedness there
He drove out before them with great overthrow
And gave to His people the tents of the foe.Again they rebelled and tempted the Lord,
Unfaithful, they turned to idols abhorred,
And God in His anger withdrew from them then,
No longer delighting to dwell among men.He gave them to death in battle, although
His glory and strength were scorned by the foe;
Their young men were fallen, their maidens unwed,
Their priest slain in battle, none wept for the dead.Then mercy awoke, the Lord in His might
Returned, and the foes were scattered in flight;
Again to His people His favor He showed
And chose in Mount Zion to fix His abode.His servant He called, a shepherd of sheep,
From tending his flock, the people to keep;
So David their shepherd with wisdom and might
Protected and fed them and led them aright.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 78:1] O Come, My People, To My Law
O come, My people, to my Law,
Attentively give ear;
With willing heart and teachable
The words of wisdom hear.My mouth shall speak in parables
Of hidden truths of old,
Which, handed down form age to age,
To us our fathers told.We will not from their children hide
Jehovah’s worthy praise,
But tell the greatness of His strength,
His wondrous works and ways.A testimony and a law
The Lord our God decreed,
And bade our fathers teach their sons,
That they His ways might heed.He willed that each succeeding race
His deeds might learn and know,
And children’s children to their sons
Might all these wonders show.Let children learn God’s righteous ways
And on Him stay their heart,
That they may not forget His works,
Nor from His ways depart.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 87:1
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[Psa 87:1] Zion, Founded On The Mountains
Zion, founded on the mountains,
God, thy Maker, loves thee well;
He has chosen thee, most precious,
He delights in thee to dwell;
God’s own city, God’s own city,
God’s own city, who can all thy glory tell?Heathen lands and hostile peoples
Soon shall come the Lord to know;
Nations born again in Zion
Shall the Lord’s salvation show;
God Almighty, God Almighty,
God Almighty, shall on Zion strength bestow.When the Lord shall count the nations,
Sons and daughters He shall see,
Born to endless life in Zion,
And their joyful song shall be:
“Blessèd Zion, blessèd Zion,
Blessèd Zion, all our fountains are in thee.”Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 120:1
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[Psa 120:1] I Cried To God In My Distress
I cried to God in my distress,
And by the Lord my prayer was heard;
O save me, Lord, from lying lips
And from the false, deceitful word.What woe for falsehood can atone,
Or punish the deceitful tongue,
The tongue whose speech consumes like fire,
Whose words like deadly shafts are flung?Alas for me, whose lot is cast
With those who find their joy in strife!
With those who hate the paths of peace
I long have dwelt and spent my life.In thought and act I am for peace,
Peace I pursue and ever seek;
But those about me are for strife,
Though I in love and kindness speak.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 124:1
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[Psa 124:1] Now Israel May Say
Now Israel may say, and that in truth,
If that the Lord had not our right maintained,
If that the Lord had not with us remained,
When cruel men against us rose to strive,
We surely had been swallowed up alive.Yea, when their wrath against us fiercely rose,
The swelling tide had o’er us spread its wave,
The raging stream had then become our grave,
The surging flood, in proudly swelling roll,
Most surely then had overwhelmed our soul.Blest be the Lord, who made us not their prey;
As from the snare a bird escapeth free,
Their net is rent and so escaped are we;
Our only help is in God’s holy Name,
Who made the earth and all the heavenly frame.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 126:1
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[Psa 126:1] When In His Might The Lord
When in His might the Lord arose to set us free,
And Zion was restored from her captivity,
In transports then of joy and mirth
We praised the Lord of all the earth.The nations saw with fear the might of God displayed,
When He at last drew near to give His people aid;
Great things for us the Lord has wrought,
And gladness to our hearts has brought.Again refresh us, Lord, with Thy reviving love,
And be Thy blessing poured in mercy from above;
By grace revive our hearts again,
As streams refreshed by copious rain.Although with bitter tears the sower bears his seed,
When harvest time appears he shall be glad indeed;
For they that in the sowing weep
Shall yet in joy and gladness reap.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 126:1] When Zion In Her Low Estate
When Zion in her low estate
Was brought from bondage by the Lord,
In ecstasy we sang for joy,
By grace and wondrous love restored.The Lord, in greatly blessing us,
Before the world His power displays;
Yea, great things God has done for us
And filled our hearts with joy and praise.O Lord, refresh us by Thy grace,
Revive and quicken all our powers,
As failing streams are made to flow,
Replenished by abundant showers.The sower, bearing precious seed,
May weep as in his toil he grieves,
But he shall come again with joy
In harvest time with golden sheaves.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 133:1
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[Psa 133:1] Behold, How Pleasant And How Good
Behold, how pleasant and how good
That we, one Lord confessing,
Together dwell in brotherhood,
Our unity expressing.
’Tis like the oil on Aaron’s head,
The seal of ordination,
That o’er his robes the sweetness shed
Of perfect consecration.Behold, how pleasant and how good
That we, one Lord confessing,
Together dwell in brotherhood,
Our unity expressing.
’Tis like the dew from Hermon fair
On Zion’s hill descending;
The Lord commands His blessing here
In life that is unending.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] How Beautiful The Sight
How beautiful the sight
Of brethren who agree
In friendship to unite,
And bonds of charity;
’Tis like the precious ointment, shed
O’er all his robes, from Aaron’s head.’Tis like the dews that fill
The cups of Hermon’s flowers;
Or Zion’s fruitful hill,
Bright with the drops of showers,
When mingling odors breathe around,
And glory rests on all the groundFor there the Lord commands
Blessings, a boundless store,
From His unsparing hands,
Yea, life forevermore;
Thrice happy they who meet above
To spend eternity in love!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] How Good And Pleasant Is The Sight
How good and pleasant is the sight
When brethren make it their delight
To dwell in blest accord;
Such love is like anointing oil
That consecrates for holy toil
The servants of the Lord.Such love in peace and joy distils,
As o’er the slopes of Hermon’s hills
Refreshing dew descends;
The Lord commands His blessing there,
And they that walk in love shall share
In life that never ends.How good and pleasant is the sight
When brethren make it their delight
To dwell in blest accord;
The Lord commands His blessing there,
And they that walk in love shall share
In life that never ends.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] How Sweet, How Heavenly Is The Sight
How sweet, how heavenly is the sight,
When those that love the Lord
In one another’s peace delight,
And so fulfill His Word!When each can feel his brother’s sigh
And with him bear a part!
When sorrow flows from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart!When, free from envy, scorn, and pride,
Our wishes all above,
Each can his brother’s failings hide,
And show a brother’s love!When love, in one delightful stream,
Through every bosom flows,
When union sweet, and dear esteem,
In every action glows.Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above;
And he’s an heir of Heaven who finds
His bosom glow with love.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] O Lord, How Joyful ’tis To See
O Lord, how joyful ’tis to see
The brethren join in love to Thee!
On Thee alone their heart relies
Their only strength Thy grace supplies.How sweet within Thy holy place
With one accord to sing Thy grace,
Besieging Thine attentive ear
With all the force of fervent prayer!O may we love the house of God,
Of peace and joy the blest abode;
O may no angry strife destroy
That sacred peace, that holy joy.The world without may rage, but we
Will only cling more close to Thee,
With hearts to Thee more wholly giv’n,
More weaned from earth, more fixed on Heav’n.Lord, shower upon us from above
The sacred gift of mutual love;
Each other’s wants may we supply,
And reign together in the sky.Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him, all creatures here below,
Praise Him above, angelic host,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 133:1] Spirit Binds Us To Our Lord, The
The Spirit binds us to our Lord
But once in Him we find
Communion sweet, as oil outpoured,
With kindred hearts and minds.Beneath His yoke, our easy tie,
We count as common store
Our gifts and graces—rich supply
For him who needs them more.Such aid is giv’n to those who call
On Christ’s name anywhere:
Their outward need is borne by all,
As much as each can bear.But outward aid alone won’t fill
The storehouse of the saints,
For inward aid is better still
To Christian supplicants.We, by our Faith, are bound to meet
In worship of the Lord,
And flood our Father’s mercy seat
With prayers in one accord.May God’s own Spirit keep us ?til
We meet at heaven’s door
And gifts we shared below then will
Be changed for heav’nly store.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 149:1
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[Psa 149:1] O Praise Ye The Lord
O praise ye the Lord! praise Him in the height;
Rejoice in His Word, ye angels of light;
Ye heavens, adore Him by Whom ye were made,
And worship before Him in brightness arrayed.O praise ye the Lord! Praise Him upon earth,
In tuneful accord, ye sons of new birth;
Praise Him Who hath brought you His grace from above,
Praise Him Who hath taught you to sing of His love.O praise ye the Lord! All things that give sound;
Each jubilant chord re-echo around;
Loud organs, His glory forth tell in deep tone,
And sweet harp, the story of what He hath done.O praise ye the Lord! Thanksgiving and song
To Him be outpoured all ages along!
For love in creation, for Heaven restored,
For grace of salvation, O praise ye the Lord!O praise ye the Lord and sing a new song,
Amid all His saints His praises prolong;
The praise of their Maker His people shall sing,
And children of Zion rejoice in their King.With timbrel and harp and joyful acclaim,
With gladness and mirth, sing praise to His Name,
For God in His people His pleasure doth seek,
With robes of salvation He clotheth the meek.In glory exult, ye saints of the Lord;
With songs in the night, high praises accord;
Go forth in His service, be strong in His might,
To conquer all evil and stand for the right.For this is His Word: His saints shall not fail,
But over the earth their power shall prevail;
All kingdoms and nations shall yield to their sway.
To God give the glory and praise Him for aye.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 149:1] Redeemed, Restored, Forgiven
Redeemed, restored, forgiven,
Through Jesus’ precious blood,
Heirs of His home in heaven,
Oh, praise our pardoning God!
Praise Him in tuneful measures
Who gave His Son to die;
Praise Him Whose sev’nfold treasures
Enrich and sanctify.Once on the dreary mountain
We wandered far and wide,
Far from the cleansing fountain,
Far from the piercèd side;
But Jesus sought and found us
And washed our guilt away;
With cords of love He bound us
To be His own for aye.Dear Master, Thine the glory
Of each recovered soul,
Ah! who can tell the story
Of love that made us whole?
Not ours, not ours, the merit;
Be Thine alone the praise
And ours a thankful spirit
To serve Thee all our days.Now keep us, holy Savior,
In Thy true love and fear
And grant us of Thy favor
The grace to persevere
Till, in Thy new creation,
Earth’s time-long travail o’er,
We find our full salvation
And praise Thee evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 149:1] Sing To The Lord A Joyful Song
Sing to the Lord a joyful song,
Lift up your hearts, your voices raise;
To us His gracious gifts belong,
To Him our songs of love and praise.For life and love, for rest and food,
For daily help and nightly care,
Sing to the Lord, for He is good,
And praise His Name, for it is fair.For strength to those who on Him wait,
His truth to prove, His will to do,
Praise ye our God, for He is great,
Trust in His Name, for it is true.For joys untold, that from above
Cheer those who love His sweet employ,
Sing to our God, for He is love,
Exalt His Name, for it is joy.For He is Lord of Heav’n and earth,
Whom angels serve and saints adore,
The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
To Whom be praise forevermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 149:1] Ye Who His Temple Throng
Ye who His temple throng, Jehovah’s praise prolong,
New anthems sing;
Ye saints with joy declare, your Maker’s loving care
And let the children there joy in their King.O let His Name employ your every note of joy,
His praises speak;
He looks with loving face upon His chosen race,
And will with every grace adorn the meek.Ye saints your joy proclaim and glory in the Name
Of God above;
And when the daylight dies, ere sleep shall close your eyes,
Let praise to God arise for all His love.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 45:1
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[Psa 45:1] Goodly Theme Is Mine, A
A goodly theme is mine,
And eagerly I sing;
For bounteous words flow from my lips
As I salute the King.
Supremely fair He is,
In beauty peerless He;
For Him the favor of the Lord
Doth grace eternally.Gird on Thy sword, O King,
Put on Thy majesty;
Ride out in full regalia,
And richest panoply.
Triumph in very truth,
In meekness and in right,
Let fly the arrows of revenge,
And vanquish in Thy might.Thy throne is ever sure,
Establishèd of God;
Its scepter is of righteousness,
Of equity its rod.
Thou lovest perfect right,
Hatest iniquity;
Therefore with oil of festive joy
The Lord anointed Thee.Thy garments breathe of myrrh,
Of spices rich and rare;
Glad strains of joyous music ring
Throughout Thy palace fair.
Amid Thy glorious train
King’s daughters waiting stand,
And on Thy right the queen adorned
In gold from Ophir land.O royal bride, give heed,
This King is now thy Lord;
Forsake thy former loyalties,
Full fealty accord.
Thy beauty and thy grace
Will then delight the King;
And they to thee, since thou art His,
Their precious gifts will bring.Enthroned in royal state
And glorious thou shalt dwell,
With garments fair, inwrought with gold,
His bride He loveth well.
And they who honor thee
Shall in thy train attend,
And to the palace of the King
Shall joyfully ascend.Then in Thy Father’s place
The sons of royal birth
Thou wilt endow with regal gifts
As princes of the earth.
Thy Name shall be proclaimed
Through all succeeding days,
And all the peoples everywhere
Shall give Thee endless praise.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 45:1] I’ll Speak The Honors Of My King
I’ll speak the honors of my King,
His form divinely fair;
None of His sons of mortal race
May with the Lord compare.Sweet is Thy speech, and heav’nly grace
Upon Thy lips is shed;
Thy God, with blessings infinite,
Hath crowned Thy sacred head.Gird on Thy sword, victorious Prince,
Ride with majestic sway;
Thy terrors shall strike through Thy foes,
And make the world obey.Thy throne, O God, for ever stands;
Thy word of grace shall prove
A peaceful scepter in Thy hands,
To rule the saints by love.Justice and truth attend Thee still,
But mercy is Thy choice;
And God, Thy God, Thy soul shall fill
With most peculiar joys.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 45:1] My Heart Doth Overflow
My heart doth overflow, a goodly theme is mine;
My eager tongue with joyful song doth praise the King divine.
Supremely fair Thou art, Thy lips with grace o’erflow;
His richest blessing evermore doth God on Thee bestow.Now gird Thee with Thy sword, O strong and mighty One;
In splendid majesty arrayed, more glorious than the sun.
Triumphantly ride forth for meekness, truth and right;
Thine arm shall gain the victory in wondrous deeds of might.Thy strength shall overcome all those that hate the King,
And under Thy dominion strong the nations Thou shalt bring.
Thy royal throne, O God, forevermore shall stand;
Eternal truth and justice wield the scepter in Thy hand.Since Thou art sinless found, the Lord, Thy God, confessed,
Anointeth Thee with perfect joy, Thou art supremely blessed.
Thy garments breathe of myrrh and spices sweet and rare;
Glad strains of heav’nly music ring throughout Thy palace fair.Amid Thy glorious train kings’ daughters waiting stand,
And fairest gems bedeck Thy bride, the queen at Thy right hand.
O royal bride, give heed, and to my words attend;
For Christ, the King, forsake the world and every former friend.Play source: Cyberhymnal
