Psalms 18:49

• [Psa 18:49] I Will Ever Sing Thy Praises

  I will ever sing Thy praises, Mighty God and gracious King; Loud my heart its tribute raises, And to Thee my psalms I sing; Thou art King of all creation, Every land and every nation; “Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee, Mighty God,” my song shall be! All the people shall proclaim Thee, Sing Thy praise from shore to shore; Every human heart shall name Thee, God and King forevermore; On Thy throne in heaven vaulted, In Thy majesty exalted, “Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee, Mighty God,” my song shall be! When at last my feet have found Thee, When at last I am Thy own; When the ransomed hosts surround Thee, On Thy great eternal throne; When in yonder land of glory Angels tell redemption’s story, “Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee, Mighty God,” my song shall be!

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Psalms 57:9

• [Psa 57:9] Sing, Ye Ransomed Nations, Sing

  Sing, ye ransomed nations, sing Praises to our new-born King; Son of Man our Maker is, Lord of Hosts and Prince of Peace. Lo! He lays His glory by, Emptied of His majesty! See the God Who all things made, Humbly in a manger laid. Cast we off our needless fear, Boldly to His cratch draw near; Jesus is our flesh and bone, God-with-Us is all our own. Let us then with angels gaze On our new-born Monarch’s face, With the choir celestial joined, Shout the Savior of mankind. Son of Man, will He despise Man’s well meaning sacrifice? No; with condescending grace He accepts His creature’s praise. Will His majesty disdain The poor shepherd’s simple strain? No; for Israel’s Shepherd He Loves their artless melody. He will not refuse the song Of the stammering infant’s tongue; Babes He hears humanely mild, Once Himself a little Child. Let us then our Prince proclaim, Humbly chant Immanuel’s Name; Publish at His wondrous birth Praise in Heaven and peace on earth. Triumph in our Savior’s love, Till He takes us up above, All His majesty displays, Shows us all His glorious face.

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Psalms 61:8

• [Psa 61:8] Laborer’s Noon-day Hymn, The

  Up to the throne of God is borne The voice of praise at early morn, And he accepts the punctual hymn Sung as the light of day grows dim: Nor will He turn His ear aside From holy offerings at noontide: Then here reposing let us raise A song of gratitude and praise. What though our burthen be not light, We need not toil from morn to night; The respite of the mid-day hour Is in the thankful creature’s power. Blest are the moments, doubly blest, That, drawn from this one hour of rest, Are with a ready heart bestowed Upon the service of our God! Each field is then a hallowed spot, An altar is in each man’s cot, A church in every grove that spreads Its living roof above our heads. Look up to Heaven! the industrious sun Already half his race hath run; ‘He’ cannot halt nor go astray, But our immortal spirits may. Lord! since his rising in the East, If we have faltered or transgressed, Guide, from Thy love’s abundant source, What yet remains of this day’s course: Help with Thy grace, through life’s short day, Our upward and our downward way; And glorify for us the west, When we shall sink to final rest.

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Psalms 69:30

• [Psa 69:30] O Lord, All Glorious, Life Of Life

  O Lord, all glorious, Life of life! To Thee we raise our grateful song; Lift up our souls from thoughts of self To Thee, to Whom all lives belong. Below all depths Thy mercy lies, Above all heights Thy love ascends; Thy providence our path surrounds, Thy watchful care each step attends. From Thee all good desires proceed, All holy thoughts we gain from Thee; The good we do is Thine alone, Thine shall our heart’s thanksgiving be.

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• [Psa 69:30] Raise The Song

  Raise the song, raise the song, sound it far and near, Let the notes of rapture swell With the joyful words they tell; Raise the song, raise the song, happy anthems bring, Telling all who hear the call, the Lord is King. Refrain Bring, merrily bring, voices and hearts to join the song, Sing, merrily sing, raising a chorus full and strong; Ring, merrily ring, echoing bells from Heaven ring! Joy we raise in a song of praise to Christ our King. Raise the song, raise the song, over land and sea, So our music may impart Joy renewed in every heart; Raise the song, raise the song, set the echoes free, Words of praise, thro’ all our days, our song shall be. Refrain Raise the song, raise the song, see the banners sway! May they ever brightly shine Glowing with a light divine; Raise the song, raise the song, joyful anthems bring, Music sweet must ever greet the Lord, our King. Refrain

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Psalms 71:23

• [Psa 71:23] Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee

  Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love; Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, opening to the sun above. Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; drive the dark of doubt away; Giver of immortal gladness, fill us with the light of day! All Thy works with joy surround Thee, earth and heaven reflect Thy rays, Stars and angels sing around Thee, center of unbroken praise. Field and forest, vale and mountain, flowery meadow, flashing sea, Singing bird and flowing fountain call us to rejoice in Thee. Thou art giving and forgiving, ever blessing, ever blessed, Wellspring of the joy of living, ocean depth of happy rest! Thou our Father, Christ our Brother, all who live in love are Thine; Teach us how to love each other, lift us to the joy divine. Mortals, join the happy chorus, which the morning stars began; Father love is reigning o’er us, brother love binds man to man. Ever singing, march we onward, victors in the midst of strife, Joyful music leads us Sunward in the triumph song of life.

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• [Psa 71:23] Since I Have Been Redeemed

  I have a song I love to sing, Since I have been redeemed, Of my Redeemer, Savior King, Since I have been redeemed. Refrain Since I have been redeemed, Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in His Name, Since I have been redeemed, I will glory in the Savior’s Name. I have a Christ Who satisfies Since I have been redeemed, To do His will my highest prize, Since I have been redeemed. Refrain I have a witness bright and clear, Since I have been redeemed, Dispelling every doubt and fear, Since I have been redeemed. Refrain I have a home prepared for me, Since I have been redeemed, Where I shall dwell eternally, Since I have been redeemed. Refrain I have a joy I can’t express, Since I have been redeemed, All through His blood and righteousness, Since I have been redeemed. Refrain

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• [Psa 71:23] Sing, My Soul!

  Sing, my soul! proclaim the holy rapture Bursting now from every chord of thine; Angel choirs, their highest numbers waking, Never told the bliss of a joy like mine. Refrain Saved and redeemed, thro’ simple faith in Jesus! Now I am His, and He abides in me; Saved and redeemed!Oh, shout aloud the story; Hid with Him forevermore my life shall be. Sing, my soul! the Rock whereon thou standest, Firm, unmoved, thy anchored hope shall keep; He, thy Lord, still walking on the billow, Calms the troubled wave like a child to sleep. Refrain Hark, my soul! from distant realms eternal, Borne in light on faith’s celestial wing, Love’s glad songs to thee are gently wafted, Songs that by and by thou wilt learn to sing. Refrain Look, my soul! the morrow’s dawn is breaking; Hail, oh, hail, thy heav’n on earth begun! He, the Lord, such heights of joy revealing, Holds the blessèd crown that will soon be won. Refrain

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Psalms 98:6

• [Psa 98:6] Above The Clear Blue Sky

  Above the clear blue sky, In Heaven’s bright abode, The angel host on high Sing praises to their God; Alleluia! They love to sing Alleluia! They love to sing To God their King Alleluia! But God from infant tongues On earth receiveth praise; We then our cheerful songs In sweet accord will raise: Alleluia! We too will sing Alleluia! We too will sing To God our King Alleluia! O blessèd Lord, Thy truth To all Thy flock impart, And teach us in our youth To know Thee as Thou art. Alleluia! Then shall we sing Alleluia! Then shall we sing To God our King Alleluia! O, may Thy holy Word Spread all the world around! And all with one accord Uplift the joyful sound: Alleluia! All then shall sing Alleluia! All then shall sing To God their King Alleluia!

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• [Psa 98:6] Above Yon Clear Blue Sky

  Above yon clear blue sky, Beyond our feeble sight, The God of glory dwells on high In everlasting light. Around His glorious throne The holy angels stand; In songs of praise their King they own, Or fly at His command. And we may praise Him, too, And serve Him here below; He stoops to mark what children do, Their inmost thoughts to know; And though He reigns above, Where angels ceaseless praise, He will accept our humble love, And lead us in His ways. O may we humbly seek To do His holy will, And try, with thankful hearts and meek, To sing His praises still; And then for Jesus’ sake, Who came for us to die, Our happy spirits He will take To praise Him in the sky.

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Psalms 101:1

• [Psa 101:1] Of Mercy And Of Justice

  Of mercy and of justice My thankful song shall be; O Lord, in joyful praises My song shall rise to Thee. Within my house I purpose To walk in wisdom’s way; O Lord, I need Thy presence; How long wilt Thou delay? On what is base and evil I will not set my heart; Transgressor’s ways abhorring, With them I take no part. No froward man or evil Shall my companion be; I will not suffer slander Or pride or treachery. The faithful and the upright Shall minister to me; The lying and deceitful My favor shall not see. I will in daily judgment All wickedness reward, And cleanse from evildoers The city of the Lord.

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• [Psa 101:1] To God The Anthem Raising

  To God the anthem raising, Sing, Christians, great and small; Sing out, His goodness praising, Oh, thank Him, one and all! Behold how God this year, Which now is safely ended, Hath in His love befriended His children far and near. Let us consider rightly His mercies manifold, And let us not think lightly Of all His gifts untold. Let thankfulness recall How God this year hath led us, How He hath clothed and fed us, The great ones and the small. To church and state He granted His peace in every place, His vineyard He hath planted Among us by His grace, His ever bounteous hand Prosperity hath given And want and famine driven From this our native land. His Father heart is yearning To take us for His own When, our transgressions mourning, We trust in Christ alone; When in His Name we pray And humbly make confession, He pardons our transgression And is our faithful Stay. Our God hath well defended, Hath kept us through His grace; But if He had contended With us our sins to trace And given us our meed, We all would then be lying In sin and sorrow, dying, Each one for his misdeed. O Father dear in Heaven, For all Thy gifts of love Which Thou to us hast given We lift our thanks above. In Jesus’ Name we here, To Thee our prayers addressing, Still ask Thee for Thy blessing: Grant us a joyful year.

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Psalms 135:3

• [Psa 135:3] Tell The Blessèd News

  I’m a sinner, saved by grace, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! I shall see my Savior’s face, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Tell the blessèd news around Unto earth’s remotest bound, I was lost, but now I’m found, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! I have found a precious Friend, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! He will keep me to the end, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Jesus is so dear to me, Such a loving Friend is He, And will ever faithful be, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Jesus helps me when I fall, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Ever hears me when I call, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! He doth all my sorrows share And will all my burdens bear, Cheers me when I’m in despair, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! He has many blessings giv’n, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! I shall have a home in Heav’n, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! If I always do my best, I shall have a glorious rest, Live forever with the blest, Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!

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• [Psa 135:3] Yes, God Is Good

  Yes, God is good; in earth and sky, From ocean depths and spreading wood, Ten thousand voices seem to cry, “God made us all, and God is good.” The sun that keeps his trackless way And downward pours his golden flood, Night’s sparkling hosts, all seem to say, In accents clear, that God is good. The merry birds prolong the strain, Their song with every spring renewed; And balmy air, and falling rain, Each softly whispers, “God is good.” I hear it in the rushing breeze; The hills that have for ages stood, The echoing sky and roaring seas, All swell the chorus, God is good. Yes, God is good, all nature says, By God’s own hand with speech endued; And man, in louder notes of praise, Should sing for joy that God is good. For all Thy gifts we bless Thee, Lord, But chiefly for our heavenly food; Thy pardoning grace, Thy quickening word, These prompt our song, that God is good.

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Psalms 147:1

• [Psa 147:1] O Could I Speak The Matchless Worth

  O could I speak the matchless worth, O could I sound the glories forth which in my Savior shine! I’d sing His glorious righteousness, and magnify the wondrous grace Which made salvation mine, which made salvation mine. I’d sing the precious blood He spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt of sin, and wrath divine; I’d sing His glorious righteousness, in which all perfect, heavenly dress My soul shall ever shine, my soul shall ever shine. I’d sing the characters He bears, And all the forms of love He wears, exalted on His throne; In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all His glories known, make all His glories known. Soon, the delightful day will come When my dear Lord will bring me home, and I shall see His face; Then with my Savior, Brother, Friend, a blessèd eternity I’ll spend, Triumphant in His grace, triumphant in His grace. Oh could I speak the matchless worth, Oh could I sound the glories forth, Which in my Saviour shine! I’d soar, and touch the heavenly strings And vie with Gabriel while he sings In notes almost divine.

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• [Psa 147:1] O Sing Ye Hallelujah

  O sing ye hallelujah! ’Tis good our God to praise. ’Tis pleasant and becoming to Him our songs to raise; He builds the walls of Zion, He seeks her wandering sons; He binds their wounds and comforts the brokenhearted ones. The starry hosts He numbers, He calls them all by name; His greatness and His wisdom His wondrous works proclaim; The meek He lifts to honor, He humbles sinful pride. Give thanks to Him and utter His praises far and wide. The heav’ns with clouds He covers, He sends the cheering rain; The slopes of all the mountains He fills with grass and grain; To beast and bird His goodness their daily food supplies; He cares for all His creatures, attentive to their cries. No human power delights Him, no earthly pomp or pride; He loves the meek who fear Him and in His love confide; Then praise thy God, O Zion, His gracious aid confess; He gives thee peace and plenty, His gifts thy children bless. He sends His swift commandment, and snow and ice enfold The world, and none are able to stand before His cold. Again He gives commandment: The winds of summer blow, The snow and ice are melted, again the waters flow. His statues and His judgments He makes His people know; To them as to no others His grace He loves to show; For matchless grace and mercy your grateful praises bring; To give Him thanks forever and hallelujah sing.

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• [Psa 147:1] Praise Ye The Lord, For It Is Good

  Praise ye the Lord, for it is good To sing unto our God; ’Tis right and pleasant for His saints To tell His praise abroad. The Lord our God builds up His Church, He seeks her wandering sons; He binds their wounds and gently heals The broken-hearted ones. Our Lord is great, He calls by name And counts the stars of night; His wisdom is unsearchable, And wondrous is His might. The Lord upholds the poor and meek, He brings the wicked low; Sing praise to Him and give Him thanks And all His goodness show. No human might, no earthly pride Delights the Lord above; In them that fear Him He delights, In them that trust His love. O Zion, praise the Lord thy God, His wondrous love confess; He is thy glory and thy strength, He will thy children bless.

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• [Psa 147:1] Praise Ye The Lord, ’tis Good To Raise

  Praise ye the Lord; ’tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in His praise; His nature and His works invite To make this duty our delight. The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to His Name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. He formed the stars, those heav’nly flames; He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom’s vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. Great is our Lord, and great His might; And all His glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Sing to the Lord, exalt Him high, Who spreads His clouds all round the sky; There He prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food His hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. What is the creature’s skill or force, The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb? All are too mean delights for Him. But saints are lovely in His sight, He views His children with delight; He sees their hope, He knows their fear, And looks, and loves His image there.

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• [Psa 147:1] With Songs And Honors Sounding Loud

  With songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heav’ns He spreads His cloud, And waters veil the sky. He sends His showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the raven’s cry; But man, who tastes His finest wheat, Should raise His honors high. His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. His hoary frost, His fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the rattling hail, The wretch that dares this God defy Shall find his courage fail. He sends His Word, and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey His mighty Word: With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord.

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• [Psa 147:1] With Gladness We Worship

  With gladness we worship, rejoice as we sing, Free hearts and free voices, how blessèd to bring! The old thankful story shall seek Thine abode, Thou King of all glory, most bountiful God! Renewed by Thy Spirit, redeemed by Thy Son, Thy children would bless Thee for all Thou hast done: O Father, returning to love and to light, Our spirits are yearning to praise Thee aright. Thy right would we give Thee, true homage Thy due, And honor eternal, the universe through: With all Thy creation, earth, heaven and sea, In one acclamation we glorify Thee. We join with the angels, and so there is giv’n, From earth, Alleluia, in answer to Heav’n. Amen! Be Thou glorious below and above, Redeeming, victorious, and infinite Love!

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