Psalms 9:1-20

• [Psa 9:1] O Lord Most High

  O Lord most high, with all my heart Thy wondrous works I will proclaim; I will be glad and give Thee thanks And sing the praises of Thy Name. The Lord, the everlasting King, Is seated on His judgment throne; The righteous Judge of all the world Will make His perfect justice known. Jehovah will a refuge prove, A refuge strong for all oppressed, A safe retreat, where weary souls In troublous times may surely rest. All they, O Lord, that know Thy Name Their confidence in Thee will place, For Thou hast ne’er forsaken them Who earnestly have sought Thy face. Sing praises to the Lord most high; To Him Who doth in Zion dwell; Declare His mighty deeds abroad, His deeds among the nations tell.

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• [Psa 9:1] Whole-hearted Thanksgiving To Thee I Will

  Whole-hearted thanksgiving to Thee I will bring In praise of Thy marvelous deeds I will sing; In Thee I will joy and exultingly cry, Thy Name I will praise, O Jehovah, Most High. Refrain Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the earth hear His voice! Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the people rejoice! O come to Jehovah, declare ye His fame, And give Him all honor, for just is His Name. My enemies turn and are scattered in fear, They stumble and perish because Thou art near; For Thou hast defended my right and my cause, Thou sittest in judgment, upholding Thy laws. Refrain Rebuked are the nations, the wicked destroyed; Their memory perished, their dwelling place void; Enthroned and eternal, Jehovah shall reign, The peoples to judge and the right to maintain. Refrain Thou, Lord, art a Refuge for all the oppressed, All trust Thee who know Thee, and trusting are blest; For never, O Lord, did Thy mercy forsake The soul that has sought of Thy grace to partake. Refrain Give praise to Jehovah, the mighty deeds tell Of Him Who has chosen in Zion to dwell, Of Him to Whom justice and vengeance belong, Who visits the lowly and overthrows wrong. Refrain Behold my affliction, Thy mercy accord, And back from death’s portals restore me, O Lord, That I in the gates of Thy Zion may raise My song of salvation and show forth Thy praise. Refrain The sins of the nations their ruin have wrought, Their own evildoing destruction has brought; In this the Lord’s justice eternally stands, That sinners are snared in the work of their hands. Refrain The wicked shall perish, the nations shall fall, Forgetting their God, who is God over all; But God will remember the prayer of the weak, Most surely fulfilling the hope of the meek. Refrain Arise in Thy justice, O Lord, and Thy might, No longer let sinners prevail in Thy sight; Great Judge of the of the nations, in judgment appear To humble the proud and to teach them Thy fear. Refrain

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• [Psa 9:1] With My Whole Heart I’ll Raise My Song

  With my whole heart I’ll raise my song, Thy wonders I’ll proclaim; Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong, Wilt put my foes to shame. I’ll sing Thy majesty and grace; My God prepares His throne To judge the world in righteousness, And make His vengeance known. Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all the poor oppressed; To save the people of His love, And give the weary rest. The men that know Thy Name will trust In Thy abundant grace; For Thou hast ne’er forsook the just, Who humbly seek Thy face. Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion’s hill, Who executes His threatening word, And doth His grace fulfill.

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• [Psa 9:7] Come, Let Our Souls Adore The Lord

  Come, let our souls adore the Lord Whose judgments yet delay; Who yet suspends the lifted sword, And gives us time to pray. Great is our guilt, our fears are great, But let us not despair; Still open is the mercy seat To penitence and prayer. Kind Intercessor, to Thy love This blessèd hope we owe; O let Thy mercies plead above, While we implore below! Though justice near Thy awful throne Attends Thy dread command, Lord, hear Thy servants, hear Thy Son, And save a guilty land.

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• [Psa 9:7] O Light, From Age To Age The Same

  O Light, from age to age the same, O ever living Word, Here have we felt Thy kindling flame, Thy voice within have heard. Here holy thought and hymn and prayer Have winged the Spirit’s powers, And made these walls divinely fair, Thy temple, Lord, and ours. O not in vain their toil who wrought To build faith’s freer shrine; Nor theirs whose steadfast love and thought Have watched the fire divine. Burn, holy Fire, and shine more wide! While nations rise and fall, Faith, hope, and charity abide, The heart and soul of all.

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• [Psa 9:9] God Our Refuge

  Come now with joy and singing, Loud hallelujahs ringing, Our grateful tribute bringing To our almighty Friend; Offering with purest pleasure, To Him the heart’s full treasure, Whose love no thought can measure, Whose praise shall never end. Refrain We sing with exultation, Lord God of our salvation; Thou art our sure Foundation, Our Refuge evermore. When to this Refuge flying, Turn sinners, helpless, dying, On Christ alone relying, No harm can reach them there; When floods of grief are dashing, And waves of sorrow splashing, Light to the soul comes flashing— God’s smile through dark despair. Refrain In waking or in sleeping, Bright days, or nights of weeping, Our souls are in Thy keeping While here we wait below; In Thee alone abiding, And in Thy love confiding, Safe when Thy hand is guiding, We’ll ever gladly go. Refrain

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• [Psa 9:10] He’ll Walk With Me All The Way

  I know that my Savior will never forsake, I know that my faith in Him never will shake; My journey a pathway of gladness He’ll make, He’ll walk with me all the way. Refrain He’ll walk with me all the way, He’ll walk with me all the way. He’ll help me o’er sin the vict’ry to win, And walk with me all the way. He’ll lead me in paths that are pleasant and green, And show me new glories, so long since unseen; His hand will I hold all secure and serene, He’ll walk with me all the way. Refrain My eyes will new beauty and glory perceive, As daily His blessing life’ tangles unweave; I’ll hold to His hand and no more let Him leave; He’ll walk with me all the way. Refrain

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• [Psa 9:11] Around The Throne Of God A Band

  Around the throne of God a band Of bright and glorious angels stand; Sweet harps within their hands they hold, And on their heads are crowns of gold. Some wait around Him ready still To sing His praise and do His will, And some, when He commands them, go To guard His servants here below. Lord, give Thine angels every day Command to guard us on our way, And bid them every evening keep Their watch around us while we sleep. So shall no wicked thing draw near To do us harm or cause us fear; And we shall dwell, when life is past, With angels round Thy throne at last.

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• [Psa 9:11] Lord In Zion Reigneth, The

  The Lord in Zion reigneth, let all the world rejoice, And come before His throne of grace with tuneful heart and voice; The Lord in Zion reigneth, and there His praise shall ring, To Him shall princes bend the knee and kings their glory bring. The Lord in Zion reigneth, and who so great as He? The depths of earth are in His hands; He rules the mighty sea. O crown His Name with honor, and let His standard wave, Till distant isles beyond the deep shall own His power to save. The Lord in Zion reigneth, these hours to Him belong; O enter now His temple gates, and fill His courts with song; Beneath His royal banner let every creature fall, Exalt the King of heaven and earth, and crown Him Lord of all.

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• [Psa 9:11] Through The Night Thy Angels Kept

  Through the night Thy angels kept Watch beside me while I slept; Now the dark has passed away, Thank Thee, Lord, for this new day. North and south and east and west May Thy holy Name be blest; Everywhere beneath the sun, As in Heaven, Thy will be done. Give me food that I may live; Every naughtiness forgive; Keep all evil things away From Thy little child this day.
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• [Psa 9:12] When The Great Judge

  When the great Judge, supreme and just, Shall once inquire for blood, The humble souls that mourn in dust Shall find a faithful God. He from the dreadful gates of death Does His own children raise; In Zion’s gates, with cheerful breath, They sing their Father’s praise. His foes shall fall, with heedless feet, Into the pit they made; And sinners perish in the net That their own hands had spread. Thus, by Thy judgments, mighty God, Are Thy deep counsels known; When men of mischief are destroyed, The snare must be their own. The wicked shall sink down to hell; Thy wrath devour the lands That dare forget Thee, or rebel Against Thy known commands. Though saints to sore distress are brought, And wait and long complain, Their cries shall not be still forgot, Nor shall their hopes be vain. Rise, great Redeemer, from Thy seat, To judge and save the poor; Let nations tremble at Thy feet, And man prevail no more. Thy thunder shall affright the proud, And put their hearts to pain; Make them confess that Thou art God, And they but feeble men.

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