Psalms 19:14

• [Psa 19:14] Christ Is The World’s Redeemer

  Christ is the world’s Redeemer, The lover of the pure, The Fount of heavenly wisdom, Our trust and hope secure; The Armor of His soldiers, The Lord of earth and sky; Our Health while we are living, Our Life when we shall die. Christ hath our host surrounded With clouds of martyrs bright, Who wave their palms in triumph, And fire us for the fight. Christ the red cross ascended, To save a world undone, And, suffering for the sinful, Our full redemption won. All glory to the Father, The unbegotten One; All honor be to Jesus, His sole begotten Son; And to the Holy Spirit— The perfect Trinity. Let all the worlds give answer, “Amen—so let it be.”

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• [Psa 19:14] Glorious God, Accept A Heart

  Glorious God, accept a heart That pants to sing Thy praise! Thou without beginning art, And without end of days: Thou, a Spirit invisible, Dost to none Thy fullness show; None Thy majesty can tell, Or all Thy Godhead know. All Thine attributes we own, Thy wisdom, power, and might; Happy in Thyself alone, In goodness infinite, Thou Thy goodness hast displayed, On Thine every work impressed; Lov’st whate’er Thy hands have made, But man Thou lov’st the best. Willing Thou that all should know Thy saving truth, and live, Dost to each, or bliss or woe, With strictest justice give: Thou with perfect righteousness Renderest every man his due; Faithful in Thy promises, And in Thy threatenings, too. Thou art merciful to all Who truly turn to Thee; Hear me then for pardon call, And show Thy grace to me; Me, through mercy reconciled, Me, for Jesus’ sake forgiv’n, Me receive, Thy favored child To sing Thy praise in Heav’n.

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• [Psa 19:14] My Dear Redeemer And My Lord

  My dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in Thy Word; But in Thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal, Such deference to Thy Father’s will, Such love and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer: The desert Thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and Thy victory, too. Be Thou my Pattern; make me bear More of Thy gracious image here; Then God the Judge shall own my name Amongst the followers of the Lamb.

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Psalms 24:3

• [Psa 24:3] Christ Of The Upward Way

  Christ of the upward way, my Guide divine, Where Thou hast set Thy feet, may I place mine; And move and march wherever Thou hast trod, Keeping face forward up the hill of God. Give me the heart to hear Thy voice and will, That without fault or fear I may fulfill Thy purpose with a glad and holy zest, Like one who would not bring less than his best. Give me the eye to see each chance to serve, Then send me strength to rise with steady nerve, And leap at once with kind and helpful deed, To the sure succor of a soul in need. Give me the good stout arm to shield the right, And wield Thy sword of truth with all my might, That, in the warfare I must wage for Thee, More than a victor I may ever be. Christ of the upward way, my Guide divine, Where Thou hast set Thy feet, may I place mine; And when Thy last call comes, serene and clear, Calm may my answer be, “Lord, I am here.”

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Psalms 40:11

• [Psa 40:11] Thy Tender Mercies, O My Lord

  Thy tender mercies, O my Lord, Withhold not, I implore; But let Thy kindness and Thy truth Preserve me evermore. For countless ills have compassed me, My sinful deeds arise; Yea, they have overtaken me; I dare not raise my eyes. My sins are more than I can count, My heart has failed for grief; Be pleased, O Lord, to rescue me, O haste to my relief. Be those who seek to hurt my soul Dismayed and put to flight, And they themselves be put to shame Who in my woe delight. Let all who seek Thee now rejoice, Yea, glad in Thee abide, And, loving Thy salvation, say, The Lord be magnified. My lowly state and bitter need The Lord has not forgot; Thou art my Savior and my help, Come, Lord, and tarry not.

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Psalms 72:8

• [Psa 72:8] All The World For Jesus (davis)

  All the world for Jesus! Be this our earnest aim; To spread the blessèd tidings Of Him Who once was slain. Refrain All the world for Jesus, Let ev’ry creature sing; All the world for Jesus, Our great eternal King. All the world for Jesus! Let each one pray and give, Until remotest nations Shall look to Him and live. Refrain All the world for Jesus! We’ll give, at His behest, To raise the poor and helpless, Till all have Christ confessed. Refrain All the world for Jesus! And Jesus for the world! Forever be His banner Of victory unfurled. Refrain

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• [Psa 72:8] Bright As The Sun’s Meridian Blaze

  Bright as the sun’s meridian blaze, Vast as the blessings He conveys, Wide as His reign from pole, And permanent as His control. So, Jesus, let Thy kingdom come; Then sin and hell’s terrific gloom Shall at His brightness flee away, The dawn of an eternal day. Then shall the heathen, filled with awe, Learn the blest knowledge of Thy law, And antichrist on every shore, Fall from his throne to rise no more.

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• [Psa 72:8] Christ Shall Be King

  Christ shall be King of the whole wide world, He shall be King, let praises ring! Under His banner of love unfurled, There shall be gathered the whole wide world, And Christ shall be the King. Refrain Over all the world Christ shall be the King, Over all the world let His praises ring; Every land and nation Shall know His great salvation; Christ shall be the King, He shall be the King. Refrain Christ shall be King over land and sea, He shall be King, let praises ring! He who redeemed us and made us free, King of the world shall forever be, Yes, Christ shall be the King. Refrain Christ shall be King in my heart today, He shall be King, let praises ring! Over each thought and each purpose sway, All that I have shall be His alway, For Christ shall be the King. Refrain

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• [Psa 72:8] Christ Shall Have Dominion

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• [Psa 72:8] His Wide Dominion Shall Extend

  His wide dominion shall extend From sea to utmost sea, And unto earth’s remotest bounds His peaceful rule shall be. The tribes that in the desert dwell Shall bow before His throne; His enemies shall be subdued, And He shall rule alone. The kings shall come from distant lands And islands of the sea; Oblations they shall bring to Him And wait on bended knee. Yea, all the kings shall bow to Him, His rule all nations hail; He will regard the poor man’s cry When other helpers fail. The poor and needy He shall spare, And save their souls from fear; He shall redeem them from all wrong, Their life to Him is dear. So they shall live and bring to Him Their gifts of finest gold; For Him shall constant prayer be made, His praise each day be told.

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• [Psa 72:8] Jesus, Immortal King, Arise

  Jesus, immortal King, arise! Assume, assert Thy sway, Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings, And distant lands obey. Ride forth, victorious Conqueror, ride, Till all Thy foes submit, And all the powers of hell resign Their trophies at Thy feet. Send forth Thy Word and let it fly The spacious earth around, Till every soul beneath the sun Shall hear the joyful sound. O may the dear Redeemer’s Name Through every clime be known, And heathen gods, like Dagon, fall, And Jesus reign alone! O hasten, Lord, the happy time, That long expected day, When every kingdom, every tribe, Shall own Thy gentle sway. When all the untutored tribes Shall the Redeemer own, And crowds of willing converts come To worship at Thy throne. From sea to sea, from shore to shore, Be thou, O Christ, adored, And earth with all her millions shout Hosannas to the Lord!

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• [Psa 72:8] Jesus Shall Reign

  Jesus shall reign where’er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. Behold the islands with their kings, And Europe her best tribute brings; From north to south the princes meet, To pay their homage at His feet. There Persia, glorious to behold, There India shines in eastern gold; And barb’rous nations at His word Submit, and bow, and own their Lord. To Him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown His head; His Name like sweet perfume shall rise With every morning sacrifice. People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His Name. Blessings abound wherever He reigns; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blessed. Where He displays His healing power, Death and the curse are known no more: In Him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud amen! Great God, whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to Thy Son, Extend His power, exalt His throne. The scepter well becomes His hands; All Heav’n submits to His commands; His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. With power He vindicates the just, And treads th’oppressor in the dust: His worship and His fear shall last Till hours, and years, and time be past. As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall He send his influence down: His grace on fainting souls distills, Like heav’nly dew on thirsty hills. The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, Revive at His first dawning light; And deserts blossom at the sight. The saints shall flourish in His days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise; Peace, like a river, from His throne Shall flow to nations yet unknown.

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• [Psa 72:8] Jesus, The Conqueror, Reigns

  Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns, In glorious strength arrayed, His kingdom over all maintains, And bids the earth be glad. Ye sons of men, rejoice In Jesus’ mighty love, Lift up your heart, lift up your voice To Him who rules above. Extol His kingly power, Kiss the exalted Son, Who died, and lives, to die no more, High on His Father’s throne; Our Advocate with God, He undertakes our cause, And spreads through all the earth abroad The victory of His cross. That bloody banner see, And in your Captain’s sight, Fight the good fight of faith with me, My fellow soldiers, fight! In mighty phalanx joined, To battle all proceed; Armed with the unconquerable mind Which was in Christ your Head. Urge on your rapid course, Ye blood besprinkled bands; The heavenly kingdom suffers force, ’Tis seized by violent hands; See there the starry crown That glitters through the skies! Satan, the world, and sin, tread down, And take the glorious prize. Through much distress and pain, Through many a conflict here, Through blood, ye must the entrance gain; Yet, O disdain to fear! Courage! your Captain cries, Who all your toil foreknew Toil ye shall have; yet all despise, I have o’ercome for you. The world cannot withstand Its ancient conqueror, The world must sink beneath The hand which arms us for the war; This is the victory! Before our faith they fall; Jesus hath died for you and me; Believe, and conquer all!

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• [Psa 72:8] Jesus, Thou Everlasting King

  Jesus, Thou everlasting King, Accept the tribute which we bring; Accept the well deserved renown, And wear our praises as Thy crown. Daughters of Zion, come, behold The crown of honor and of gold Which the glad church, with joys unknown, Placed on the head of Solomon. Let every act of worship be Like our espousals, Lord, to Thee; Like the dear hour when from above, We first received Thy pledge of love. The gladness of that happy day, Our hearts would wish it long to stay; Nor let our faith forsake its hold, Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold. Each following minute, as it flies, Increase Thy praise, improve our joys, Till we are raised to sing Thy Name, At the great supper of the Lamb. O that the months would roll away, And bring that coronation day! The King of Grace shall fill the throne, With all His Father’s glories on.

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• [Psa 72:8] Soon May The Last Glad Song Arise

  Soon may the last glad song arise Through all the millions of the skies, That song of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord’s. Let thrones and powers and kingdoms be Obedient, mighty God, to Thee; And over land and stream and main Wave Thou the scepter of Thy reign. O let that glorious anthem swell, Let host to host the triumph tell, Till not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Savior reigns!

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• [Psa 72:8] Let The Christ That Is Living Reign Over All

  In lands where the Andes rise crowned to the sun, In lands where the rivers flow mighty and strong, Where Antarctic waves beat an unconquered song, And forests untrodden stand virgin and tall. Refrain Let the Christ that is living reign over all! Let the Christ that is living reign over all! Where struggle in birth throes a new race of men— The sons of the Incas, the sons of old Spain— Thro’ darkness and error, thro’ striving and pain, May angels of righteousness sound forth the call, Refrain Not Christ on the cross with His head bowed in death, But Christ who in triumph arose from the grave; The Christ who is present thro’ all time to save; The Christ who delivers from death’s gloomy pall.

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• [Psa 72:8] We’ll Girdle The Globe

  Behold the hands stretched out for aid, Darkened by sin and sore dismayed; Oh, will you to their rescue go, Lost wand’rers down to endless woe? Refrain We’ll girdle the globe with salvation, With holiness unto the Lord; And light shall illumine each nation, The light from the lamp of His Word. In heathen lands they watch and wait, And sigh for help which comes so late, And grope in sin and nature’s night, Forever vainly seeking light. Refrain Oh, flash the tidings! shout the sound, In darkest lands the world around, Till all the earth from pole to pole, Shall full salvation echoes roll. Refrain The watch fires kindle far and near, In ev’ry land let them appear, Till burning lines of Gospel fire, Shall gird the world and mount up higher. Refrain

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Psalms 72:19

• [Psa 72:19] Heavenly Father, Sovereign Lord

  Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord, Ever faithful to Thy word, Humbly we our seal set to, Testify that Thou art true. Lo! for us the wilds are glad, All in cheerful green arrayed, Opening sweets they all disclose, Bud and blossom as the rose. Hark! the wastes have found a voice, Lonely deserts now rejoice, Gladsome hallelujahs sing, All around with praises ring. Lo! abundantly they bloom, Lebanon is hither come, Carmel’s stores the heavens dispense, Sharon’s fertile excellence. See, these barren souls of ours Bloom, and put forth fruits and flowers, Flowers of Eden, fruits of grace, Peace, and joy, and righteousness. We behold (the abjects we!) Christ, the incarnate Deity, Christ, in whom Thy glories shine, Excellence of strength divine. Ye that tremble at his frown, He shall lift your hands cast down; Christ, who all your weakness sees, He shall prop your feeble knees. Ye of fearful hearts, be strong; Jesus will not tarry long; Fear not lest his truth should fail, Jesus is unchangeable. God, your God, shall surely come, Quell your foes, and seal their doom, He shall come and save you too; We, O Lord, have found thee true! Blind we were, but now we see, Deal; we hearken now to thee, Dumb, for thee our tongues employ, Lame, and, lo! we leap for joy. Faint we were, and parched with drought, Water at Thy word gushed out, Streams of grace our thirst repress, Starting from the wilderness; Still we gasp Thy grace to know, Here for ever let it flow, Make the thirsty land a pool; Fix the Spirit in our soul. Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord, Be Thy glorious Name adored! Lord, Thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial Goodness, hail! Though unworthy of Thine ear, Deign our humble songs to hear; Purer praise we hope to bring, When around Thy throne we sing. While on earth ordained to stay, Guide our footsteps in Thy way, Till we come to dwell with Thee, Till we all Thy glory see. When, with angel harps again, We will wake a nobler strain; There, in joyful songs of praise, Our triumphant songs we raise. Grateful notes and numbers bring; While Jehovah’s praise we sing: Holy, holy, holy, Lord! Be Thy glorious name adored. Men on earth, and saints above, Sing the great Redeemer’s love: Lord, Thy mercies never fail! Hail, celestial goodness, hail! Though unworthy, Lord, Thine ear, Our humble hallelujahs hear; Purer praise hope to bring When with saints we stand and sing. Lead us to that blissful state, Where Thou reignest supremely great; Look with pity from Thy throne, And send Thy Holy Spirit down. While on earth ordained to stay Guide our footsteps in Thy way; Till we come to reign with Thee, And all Thy glorious greatness see. Then with angels we’ll again Wake a louder, louder strain; There, in joyful songs of praise, We’ll our grateful voices raise. There no tongue shall silent be: There all shall join sweet harmony; That through heaven’s all spacious round, Thy praise, O God, may ever sound!

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• [Psa 72:19] Lord Of The Harvest! It Is Right And Meet

  Lord of the harvest! it is right and meet That we should lay our first-fruits at Thy feet With joyful Alleluia. Sweet is the soul’s thanksgiving after prayer; Sweet is the worship that with Heav’n we share, Who sing the Alleluia! Lowly we prayed, and Thou didst hear on high— Didst lift our hearts and change our suppliant cry To festal Alleluia. So sing we now in tune with that great song, That all the age of ages shall prolong, The endless Alleluia. To Thee, O Lord of Harvest, who hast heard, And to Thy white robed reapers giv’n the word, We sing our Alleluia. O Christ, who in the wide world’s ghostly sea Hast bid the net be cast anew, to Thee We sing our Alleluia. To Thee, eternal Spirit, who again Hast moved with life upon the slumbrous main, We sing our Alleluia. Yea, West and East the companies go forth; “We come!” is sounding to the South and North; To God sing Alleluia. The fishermen of Jesus far away Seek in new waters an immortal prey; To Christ the Alleluia. The Holy Dove is brooding o’er the deep, And careless hearts are waking out of sleep; To Him sing Alleluia. Yea, for sweet hope new-born—blest work begun— Sing Alleluia to the Three in One, Adoring Alleluia. Glory to God! the Church in patience cries; Glory to God! the Church at rest replies, With endless Alleluia.

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• [Psa 72:19] To Our Redeemer’s Glorious Name

  To our Redeemer’s glorious Name Awake the sacred song: O may His love—immortal flame— Tune every heart and tongue. His love, what mortal tongue can reach? What mortal tongue display? Imagination’s utmost stretch In wonder dies away. Let wonder still with love unite, And gratitude and joy; Be Jesus our supreme delight, His praise our best employ. Jesus, who left His throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came on earth to bleed and die— Was ever love like this? Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, The Savior died for me. O may the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love Thy charming Name, And join the sacred song.

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Psalms 73:26

• [Psa 73:26] My God, My Portion, And My Love

  My God, my portion, and my love, My everlasting all! I’ve none but Thee in Heav’n above, Or on this earthly ball. What empty things are all the skies, And this inferior clod! There’s nothing here deserves my joys, There’s nothing like my God. In vain the bright, the burning sun Scatters his feeble light; ’Tis Thy sweet beams create my noon; If Thou withdraw, ’tis night. And whilst upon my restless bed, Amongst the shades I roll, If my Redeemer shows His head, ’Tis morning with my soul. To Thee we owe our wealth, and friends, And health, and safe abode: Thanks to Thy Name for meaner things, But they are not my God. How vain a toy is glitt’ring wealth, If once compared to Thee! Or what’s my safety, or my health, Or all my friends to me? Were I possessor of the earth, And called the stars my own, Without Thy graces and Thyself I were a wretch undone. Let others stretch their arms like seas And grasp in all the shore, Grant me the visits of Thy face, And I desire no more.

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