Psalms 9:12

• [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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Psalms 17:1

• [Psa 17:1] Lord, Hear The Right

  Lord, hear the right, regard my cry, My prayer from lips sincere, Send Thine approval from on high, My righteousness make clear. Thou in the night my heart hast tried, Nor found it turned from Thee aside. With steadfast courage I design No wrong to speak or do; Thy path of life I choose for mine And walk with purpose true. For help, O God, I cry to Thee, Assured that Thou wilt answer me. O Thou that ever savest those Whose trust on Thee is stayed, Preserving them from all their foes By Thine almighty aid, Let me Thy lovingkindness see, Thy wondrous mercy, full and free. O guard me well as one would guard The apple of the eye; While deadly foes are pressing hard, To Thee, to Thee I cry; Do Thou my rest and refuge be, O let Thy wings o’ershadow me. Mine enemy, grown strong in pride, Would take my life away, A lion lurking by my side, Most greedy for his prey. Confront and cast him down, O Lord, From evil save me by Thy sword. Defend me from the men of pride, Whose portion is below, Who, with life’s treasures satisfied, No better portion know; They, with earth’s joys and wealth content, Must leave them all when life is spent. When I in righteousness at last Thy glorious face shall see, When all the weary night is past, And I awake with Thee To view the glories that abide, Then, then I shall be satisfied.

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• [Psa 17:1] Sweet Savior! In Thy Pitying Grace

  Sweet Savior! in Thy pitying grace Thy sweetness to our souls impart; Thou only Lover of our race Give healing to the wounded heart; Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry, And save us, Jesu! lest we die. Long-suffering Jesu! hear our prayer Who weep before Thee in our shame; We have no hope but Thee; O spare, Lord, spare us from th’undying flame; Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry, And save us, Jesu! lest we die. All we have broken Thy command; Lord, help us for Thy mercies’ sake; Deliver us from Satan’s hand, And safely to Thy kingdom take; Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry, And save us, Jesu! lest we die. We flee for refuge to Thy love, Salvation of the helpless soul; Pour down Thy radiance from above, And make these sin-worn spirits whole: Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry, And save us, Jesu! lest we die.

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Psalms 39:4

• [Psa 39:4] Almighty Maker Of My Frame

  Almighty Maker of my frame! Teach me the measure of my days, Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant in Thy praise. My days are shorter than a span, A little point my life appears; How frail at best is dying man! How vain are all his hopes and fears! Vain his ambition, noise and show; Vain are the cares which rack his mind; He heaps up treasures mixed with woe, And dies and leaves them all behind. O be a nobler portion mine! My God, I bow before Thy throne; Earth’s fleeting treasures I resign, And fix my hope on Thee alone.

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• [Psa 39:4] Teach Me The Measure Of My Days

  Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame; I would survey life’s narrow space, And learn how frail I am. A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time; Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o’er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. Some walk in honor’s gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore; They toil for heirs, they know not who, And straight are seen no more. What should I wish or wait for, then, From creatures earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all.

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Psalms 40:1

• [Psa 40:1] Day After Day I Sought The Lord

  Day after day I sought the Lord, And waited patiently; Until He bent down from His throne, And hearkened to my cry. He drew me from the fearful pit, And from the miry clay; He placed my feet upon a rock, And led me in His way. He taught my soul a new-made song, A song of holy praise, All they who see these things, with fear Their hopes to God shall raise. Most blessèd is the man whose hope Upon the Lord relies; Who follows not the proud, nor those That turn aside to lies. O Lord, what wonders hast Thou wrought, All number far above! Thy thoughts to us-ward overflow With mercy, grace, and love. Show forth Thy mercy, gracious Lord; O take it not away! Thy loving kindness and Thy truth, Let them be still my stay. For countless sorrows hem me round; And my iniquities So hold me fast, and drag me down, I cannot raise my eyes. My hairs in number they surpass; Hence is my heart dismayed; Vouchsafe, O Lord, to rescue me! O hasten to my aid. Let those who seek Thee faithfully In peace and joy abide; Let those who love Thy grace still say, “The Lord be magnified.” Poor am I, and in need; yet God Care of my soul doth take. Thou art my help; my Savior Thou; Lord, no long tarrying make.

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• [Psa 40:1] I Waited For The Lord Most High

  I waited for the Lord most high, And He inclined to hear my cry; He took me from destruction’s pit And from the miry clay; Upon a rock he set my feet, And steadfast made my way. A new and joyful song of praise He taught my thankful heart to raise; And many, seeing me restored, Shall fear the Lord and trust; And blest are they that trust the Lord, The humble and the just. O Lord my God, how manifold Thy wondrous works which I behold, And all Thy loving, gracious thought Thou hast bestowed on man; To count Thy mercies I have sought, But boundless is their span. Not sacrifice delights the Lord, But he who hears and keeps His Word; Thou gavest me to hear Thy will, Thy law is in my heart; I come the Scripture to fulfill, Glad tidings to impart.

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• [Psa 40:1] I Waited For The Lord My God

  I waited for the Lord my God, Yea, patiently drew near, And He at length inclined to me, My pleading cry to hear. He took me from destruction’s pit, From out the miry clay; He set my feet upon a rock, And steadfast made my way. A new and joyful song of praise My thankful heart He taught, A song of glory to our God For all that He has wrought. And many who behold how good The Lord has been to me Shall learn to fear, and in His Name Their trust shall henceforth be.

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Psalms 57:3

• [Psa 57:3] Spirit Of Mercy, Truth And Love

  Spirit of mercy, truth and love, O shed Thine influence from above, And still from age to age convey The wonders of this sacred day. In every clime, by every tongue, Be God’s amazing glory sung; Let all the listening earth be taught The wonders by our Savior wrought. Unfailing Comfort, heavenly Guide, Still o’er Thy holy Church preside; Still let mankind Thy blessings prove, Spirit of mercy, truth and love.

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Psalms 61:1

• [Psa 61:1] Holy Father, Hear My Cry

  Holy Father, hear my cry; Holy Savior, bend Thine ear; Holy Spirit, come Thou nigh; Father, Savior, Spirit, hear. Father, save me from my sin; Savior, I Thy mercy crave; Gracious Spirit, make me clean: Father, Savior, Spirit, save. Father, let me taste Thy love; Savior, fill my soul with peace; Spirit, come my heart to move: Father, Son, and Spirit, bless. Father, Son, and Spirit—Thou One Jehovah, shed abroad All Thy grace within me now; Be my Father and my God.

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• [Psa 61:1] O God, Regard My Humble Plea

  O God, regard my humble plea; I cannot be so far from Thee But Thou wilt hear my cry; When I by trouble am distressed, Then lead me on the Rock to rest That higher is than I. In Thee my soul has shelter found, And Thou hast been from foes around The Tower to which I flee. Within Thy house will I abide; My Refuge sure, whate’er betide, Thy sheltering wings shall be. For Thou, my God, my vows hast heard, On me the heritage conferred Of those that fear Thy Name; A blest anointing Thou dost give, And Thou wilt make me ever live Thy praises to proclaim. Before Thy face shall I abide; O God, Thy truth and grace provide To guard me in the way; So I will make Thy praises known, And, humbly bending at Thy throne, My vows will daily pay.

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Psalms 70:1

• [Psa 70:1] Make Haste, O My God, To Deliver

  Make haste, O my God, to deliver, I pray, O Lord, to my rescue make haste; Let those who would harm me be filled with dismay, And in their own folly disgraced. Let them be turned back in confusion, O Lord, Who in my destruction would joy; Let shame and defeat be their only reward, Who sneers and derision employ. May all those who seek Thee, and make Thee their choice, Great gladness and blessedness see; May all those who love Thy salvation rejoice And constantly magnify Thee. I cry in deep need and Thy help I implore; Make haste to the rescue, I pray; My Savior Thou art, and my Strength evermore, No longer Thy coming delay.

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Psalms 79:9

• [Psa 79:9] God Of Our Salvation! Hear Us

  God of our salvation! hear us; Bless, O bless us, ere we go; When we join the world, be near us, Lest we cold and careless grow. Savior! keep us, Keep us safe from every foe. As our steps are drawing nearer To our everlasting home May our view of Heav’n grow clearer, Hope more bright of joys to come; And, when dying, May Thy presence cheer the gloom.
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• [Psa 79:9] Jesu, Lord Of Life And Glory

  Jesu, Lord of life and glory, Bend from Heav’n Thy gracious ear; While our waiting souls adore Thee, Friend of helpless sinners, hear: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. Taught by Thine unerring Spirit, Boldly we draw nigh to God, Only in Thy spotless merit, Only through Thy precious blood: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. From the depth of nature’s blindness, From the hardening power of sin, From all malice and unkindness, From the pride that lurks within: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. When temptation sorely presses, In the day of Satan’s power, In our times of deep distresses, In each dark and trying hour: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. When the world around is smiling, In the time of wealth and ease, Earthly joys our hearts beguiling, In the day of health and peace, By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. In the weary hours of sickness, In the times of grief and pain, When we feel our mortal weakness, When the creature’s help is vain: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. In the solemn hour of dying, In the awful judgment day, May our souls, on Thee relying, Find Thee still our Rock and Stay: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. Jesu, may Thy promised blessing Comfort to our souls afford; May we now, Thy love possessing, And at length our full reward, Ever praise Thee, Thee, our ever glorious Lord.

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Psalms 143:1

• [Psa 143:1] Hear And Answer Prayer

  I am praying, blessèd Savior, To be more and more like Thee; I am praying that Thy Spirit Like a dove may rest on me. Refrain Thou Who knowest all my weakness, Thou Who knowest all my care, While I plead each precious promise, Hear, oh, hear and answer prayer. I am praying, blessèd Savior, For a faith so clear and bright That its eye will see Thy glory Through the deepest, darkest night. Refrain I am praying to be humbled By the power of grace divine, To be clothed upon with meekness, And to have no will but Thine. Refrain I am praying, blessèd Savior, And my constant prayer shall be For a perfect consecration, That shall make me more like Thee. Refrain

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• [Psa 143:1] Lord, Hear Me In Distress

  Lord, hear me in distress, regard my suppliant cry, And in Thy faithfulness and righteousness reply. In judgment do not cause Thy servant to be tried; Before Thy holy laws no man is justified. The enemy has sought my soul in dust to tread; To darkness I am brought, forgotten as the dead. My spirit, crushed with grief, is sad and overborne; My heart finds no relief, but desolate I mourn. Recalling former days and all Thy wondrous deeds, The memory of Thy ways to hope and comfort leads. To Thee I stretch my hands, let me not plead in vain; I wait as weary lands wait for refreshing rain. My failing spirit see, O Lord to me make haste; Hide not Thy face from me, less bitter death I taste. O let the morn return, let mercy light my day; For Thee in faith I yearn, O guide me in the way. Lord, save me from my foe, to Thee for help I flee; Teach me Thy way to know, I have no God but Thee. By Thy good Spirit led from trouble and distress, My erring feet shall tread the path of uprightness. O Lord, for Thy Name’s sake revive my fainting heart; My soul from trouble take, for just and true Thou art. Remove mine enemy, my cruel foes reward; In mercy rescue me who am Thy servant, Lord.

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• [Psa 143:1] Unanswered Yet

  Unanswered yet? The prayers your lips have pleaded In agony of heart these many years? Does faith begin to fail, is hope departing, And think you all in vain those falling tears? Say not the Father hath not heard your prayer: You shall have your desire, sometime, somewhere, You shall have your desire, sometime, somewhere. Unanswered yet? Though when you first presented This one petition at the Father’s throne, It seemed you could not wait the time of asking, So urgent was your heart to make it known. Though years have passed since then, do not despair; The Lord will answer you, sometime, somewhere, The Lord will answer you, sometime, somewhere. Unanswered yet? Nay, do not say ungranted; Perhaps your part is not yet wholly done; The work began when first your prayer was uttered, And God will finish what He has begun. If you will keep the incense burning there, His glory you shall see, sometime somewhere, His glory you shall see, sometime somewhere. Unanswered yet? Faith cannot be unanswered; Her feet were firmly planted on the Rock; Amid the wildest storm prayer stands undaunted, Nor quail before the loudest thunder shock. She knows Omnipotence has heard her prayer, And cries, “It shall be done,” sometime, somewhere, And cries, “It shall be done,” sometime, somewhere.

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