Psalms 94:1

• [Psa 94:1] O Lord, Thou Judge

  O Lord, Thou Judge of all the earth, To Whom all vengeance doth belong, Arise and show Thy glory forth, Requite the proud, condemn the wrong. How long, O Lord, in boastful pride Shall wicked men triumphant stand? How long shall they afflict thy saints And scorn Thy wrath, Thy dreadful hand? The widow and the fatherless They slay, and helpless strangers smite; The faithful God they do not fear, They say the Lord will not requite. Be wise, ye fools and brutish men; Shall not He see Who formed the eye? Shall not He hear Who formed the ear, And judge, who reigneth, God most high? The Lord will judge in righteousness, From Him all truth and knowledge flow; The foolish thoughts of wicked men, How vain they are the Lord doth know. That man is blest whom Thou, O Lord, With chastening hand dost teach Thy will, For in the day when sinners fall That man in peace abideth still. The Lord will not cast off His own, Nor His inheritance forsake; Just judgment shall at length prevail, And upright hearts shall courage take. Who will arise for my defense Against the wicked in the land? Against iniquity and wrong What main for me will valiant stand? Unless the Lord had been my Help, My life had quickly passed away; But when my foot had almost slipped, O Lord, Thy mercy was my stay. Amid the doubts that fill my mind Thy comforts, Lord, bring joy to me; Can wickedness, though throned in might, Have fellowship, O Lord, with Thee? The wicked, in their might arrayed, Against the righteous join their power, But to the Lord I flee for help, He is my Refuge and my Tower. Our God, the Refuge of His saints, Will fight against iniquity; Avenger of the innocent The Lord omnipotent will be.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 99:9

• [Psa 99:9] O Thou, Whom All Thy Saints Adore

  O Thou, whom all Thy saints adore, We now with all Thy saints agree, And bow our inmost souls before Thy glorious, awful majesty. Thee, King of nations, we proclaim: Who would not our great Sovereign fear? We long to experience all Thy Name, And now we come to meet Thee here. We come, great God, to seek Thy face, And for Thy loving-kindness wait; And O how dreadful is this place! ’Tis God’s own house, ’tis Heaven’s gate. Tremble our hearts to find Thee nigh; To Thee our trembling hearts aspire; And lo! we see descend from high The pillar and the flame of fire. Still let it on the assembly stay, And all the house with glory fill; To Canaan’s bounds point out the way, And lead us to Thy holy hill. There let us all with Jesus stand, And join the general church above, And take our seats at Thy right hand, And sing Thine everlasting love. Come, Lord, our souls are on the wing, Now on Thy great white throne appear, And let my eyes behold my King, And let me see my Savior there.

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  source: Cyberhymnal