Psalms 91:1-2

• [Psa 91:1] Man Who Once Has Found Abode

  The man who once has found abode Within the secret place of God, Shall with Almighty God abide, And in His shadow safely hide. I of the Lord my God will say, “He is my Refuge and my Stay; To Him for safety I will flee; My God, in Him my trust will be.” He shall with all protecting care Preserve thee from the fowler’s snare; When fearful plagues around prevail, No fatal stroke shall thee assail. His outspread pinions shall thee hide; Beneath His wings shalt thou confide; His faithfulness shall ever be A shield and buckler unto thee. No nightly terrors shall alarm; No deadly shaft by day shall harm; Nor pestilence that walks by night, Nor plagues that waste in noonday light. Because thy trust is God alone, Thy dwelling place the Highest One, No evil shall upon thee come, Nor plague approach thy guarded home. At thy right hand, though thousands die, No harm shall unto thee come nigh; But thou, secure, unharmed, shalt see What wicked men’s reward shall be.

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• [Psa 91:1] My God In Whom I Trust

  If you dwell beneath the shelter Of the Lord your God Most High, You will rest within the shadow of Almighty El Shaddai. He’ll deliver you from all your foes As you let loose the cry, “My God, in Whom I trust!” Refrain He’s my Refuge and my Fortress, My Salvation and my Stronghold, He’s my Rock and my Deliverer, My God, in Whom I trust! He will cover you with feathers, Give you refuge ’neath his wings. You will have no fear of darkest night Or what the daylight brings. His own faithfulness will be your shield because your spirit sings, “My God, in Whom I trust!” Refrain Though a thousand at your left may fall, Ten thousand at your right, The disaster won’t come near your tent, But only pass your sight. If you make the Lord your dwelling place, He’ll save you from your plight, this God, in Whom you trust! Refrain He’ll command his angel hosts on high To guard you in your way. They will lift you up in mighty hands, So you’ll not trip or stray. You will trample down the lion and the serpent while you say, “My God, in Whom I trust!” Refrain It’s because you love the Lord your God That he protects your frame. He has promised to deliver all who call upon his name. He will show you his salvation, For your word is e’er the same, “My God, in Whom I trust!” Refrain

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• [Psa 91:1] Now Let Us Come Before Him

  Now let us come before Him, With song and prayer adore Him, Who to our life hath given All needed strength from Heaven. The stream of years is flowing, And we are onward going, From old to new surviving And by His mercy thriving. In woe we often languish And pass through times of anguish Of wars and trepidation Alarming every nation. As mothers watch are keeping O’er children who are sleeping, Their fear and grief assuaging When angry storms are waging. So God His own is shielding And help to them is yielding. When need and woe distress them, His loving arms caress them. O Thou Who dost not slumber, Remove what would encumber Our work, which prospers never Unless Thou bless it ever. O God of mercy, hear us; Our Father, be Thou near us; Mid crosses and in sadness Be Thou our Fount of gladness. To all who bow before Thee And for Thy grace implore Thee, Oh, grant Thy benediction And patience in affliction. Be Thou a Helper speedy To all the poor and needy, To all forlorn a Father; Thine erring children gather. Be with the sick and ailing, Their Comforter unfailing; Dispelling grief and sadness, Oh, give them joy and gladness! Above all else, Lord, send us Thy Spirit to attend us, Within our hearts abiding, To Heav’n our footsteps guiding. All this Thy hand bestoweth, Thou Life, whence our life floweth. To all Thy Name confessing Grant, Lord, Thy New Year’s blessing!

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• [Psa 91:1] O That I Knew The Secret Place

  O that I knew the secret place Where I might find my God! I’d spread my wants before His face, And pour my woes abroad. I’d tell Him how my sins arise; What sorrows I sustain; How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. He knows what arguments I’d take To wrestle with my God; I’d plead for His own mercy’s sake And for my Savior’s blood. Arise, my soul, from deep distress, And banish every fear; He calls Thee to His throne of grace, To spread Thy sorrows there.

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• [Psa 91:2] Still Will We Trust

  Still will we trust, though earth seem dark and dreary, And the heart faint beneath His chastening rod; Though rough and steep our pathway, worn and weary, Still will we trust in God! Our eyes see dimly till by faith anointed, And our blind choosing brings us grief and pain; Through Him alone Who hath our way appointed, We find our peace again. Choose for us, God! Nor let our weak preferring Cheat our poor souls of good Thou has designed; Choose for us, God! Thy wisdom is unerring, And we are fools and blind. So from our sky the night shall furl her shadows, And day pour gladness through his golden gates, Our rough path lead to flower-enameled meadows, Where joy our coming waits. Let us press on, in patient self denial, Accept the hardship, shrink not from the loss; Our portion lies beyond the hour of trial, Our crown beyond the cross.

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Psalms 91:9

• [Psa 91:9] Because Thy Trust Is God Alone

  Because thy trust is God alone, Thy refuge is the Highest One; No evil shall upon thee come, Nor plague approach thy guarded home. Angelic guards at His commands Will bear thee safely in their hands, Will keep thee, lest, if left alone, Thou dash thy foot against a stone. Though fierce and treacherous foes assail, Their power and wrath shall not prevail; Their cruel strength, their venomed spite, Thou shalt o’ercome with conquering might. Because on Me he set his love, I will his constant Savior prove, And since to him My Name is known, I will exalt him as Mine own. As oft as he shall call me on Me, Most gracious shall My answer be; I will be with him in distress, And in his trouble I will bless. Complete deliverance I will give, And honor him while he shall live; Abundant life I will bestow, To him, My full salvation show.

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• [Psa 91:9] Ye Sons Of Men, A Feeble Race

  Ye sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling place, And try and trust His care. No ill shall enter where you dwell; Or if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, ’Twill raise His saints on high. He’ll give His angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways; To watch your pillow while you sleep, And guard your happy days. Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall And dash against the stones: Are they not servants at His call, And sent t’attend His sons? Adders and lions ye shall tread; The tempter’s wiles defeat; He that hath broke the serpent’s head Puts him beneath your feet. “Because on Me they set their love, I’ll save them,” saith the Lord; “I’ll bear their joyful souls above Destruction and the sword. “My grace shall answer when they call, In trouble I’ll be nigh; My power shall help them when they fall, And raise them when they die. “They that on earth My Name have known I’ll honor them in Heav’n; There My salvation shall be shown, And endless live be giv’n.”

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