In Thee, O Lord, I put my trust;
Shamed let me never be;
O save me in Thy righteousness,
Give ear, and rescue me.
Be Thou my rock, my dwelling place,
Forever mine, as now;
Salvation Thou hast willed for me,
My rock and fortress, Thou.

Deliver me from wicked hands,
Save me from men unjust,
For Thou, Jehovah, art my hope,
From youth Thou art my trust.
Thou hast upheld me in Thy grace,
From childhood’s early days;
To Thee from whom I life received
Will I give constant praise.

Though troubles great o’ershadow me,
Thou art my refuge strong,
My mouth shall praise Thee all the day,
Thine honor be my song.
Cast me not off when hoary age
Becomes my weary lot,
And in the days of failing strength
Do Thou forsake me not.

My foes are strong and confident
For I to them appear
As one forsaken by his God,
With none to help me near.
My God, be Thou not far from me,
Make haste to hear my call;
Ashamed, consumed be all my foes,
Dishonored let them fall.

But I will ever hope in Thee,
My ceaseless praise is Thine;
I will declare Thy countless deeds
Of truth and grace divine.
Yea, I will tell the mighty acts
Performed by God the Lord;
Thy righteousness and Thine alone,
With praise I will record.

My Savior, my almighty Friend,
When I begin Thy praise,
Where will the growing numbers end,
The numbers of Thy grace?

Thou art my everlasting trust,
Thy goodness I adore;
And since I knew Thy graces first,
I speak Thy glories more.

My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road,
And march with courage in Thy strength,
To see my Father God.

When I am filled with sore distress
For some surprising sin,
I’ll plead Thy perfect righteousness,
And mention none but Thine.

How will my lips rejoice to tell
The victories of my King!
My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,
Shall Thy salvation bring.

My tongue shall all the day proclaim
My Savior and my God;
His death has brought my foes to shame,
And drowned them in His blood.

Awake, awake, my tuneful powers;
With this delightful song
I’ll entertain the darkest hours
Nor think the season long.

Eternal Father, strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who biddest the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!

O Christ! Whose voice the waters heard
And hushed their raging at Thy Word,
Who walked on the foaming deep,
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!

Most Holy Spirit! Who didst brood
Upon the chaos dark and rude,
And bid its angry tumult cease,
And give, for wild confusion, peace;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!

O Trinity of love and power!
Our family shield in danger’s hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect us wheresoever we go;
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.

Strong, righteous Man of Galilee,
Robed with Thy peace we follow Thee:
In temple court, Thy cleansing rod;
On Pharisees, the scorn of God.
Robed with Thy peace we follow Thee,
Strong, righteous Man of Galilee.

Firm, peaceful Man of Galilee,
Girt with Thy strength we follow Thee:
Not to revenge, but heal and pray,
To turn the cheek and tribute pay:
Girt with Thy strength we follow Thee,
Firm, peaceful Man of Galilee.

Calm, suffering Man of Galilee,
Clad in Thy grace we follow Thee:
Love at the well, share Martha’s loss,
Forgive the nails, and take the cross.
Clad in Thy grace we follow Thee,
Calm, suffering Man of Galilee.

God’s peaceful Man of Galilee,
Love’s triumph, we shall follow Thee:
To crumble every boundary wall,
Build highways to the hearts of all.
Love’s triumph, we shall follow Thee,
God’s peaceful Man of Galilee.

Thou art my Rock in the wide desert land,
Sheltered by Thee here in safety I stand;
What tho’ the storms and the tempests may beat,
What tho’ the sun pour its fierce noontide heat:

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Sheltered by Thee, sheltered by Thee,
Here in the shadow from danger I’m free.

Once I was wand’ring exposed to the storm,
Refuge there was none to shield me from harm;
Then ’twas I found in the broad desert way
Christ as my Rock and with gladness could say:

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Come to the Rock so majestic and grand;
Here in its shelter a million may stand;
Each one may feel that his hope here is sure,
Each one may say in his safety secure:

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All my hope on God is founded;
He doth still my trust renew,
Me through change and chance He guideth,
Only good and only true.
God unknown, He alone
Calls my heart to be His own.

Pride of man and earthly glory,
Sword and crown betray His trust;
What with care and toil He buildeth,
Tower and temple fall to dust.
But God’s power, hour by hour,
Is my temple and my tower.

God’s great goodness aye endureth,
Deep His wisdom, passing thought:
Splendor, light and life attend him,
Beauty springeth out of naught.
Evermore from His store
Newborn worlds rise and adore.

Daily doth th’almighty Giver
Bounteous gifts on us bestow;
His desire our soul delighteth,
Pleasure leads us where we go.
Love doth stand at His hand;
Joy doth wait on His command.

Still from man to God eternal
Sacrifice of praise be done,
High above all praises praising
For the gift of Christ, His Son.
Christ doth call one and all:
Ye who follow shall not fall.

Almighty Father of mankind,
On Thee our hopes remain;
And when the day of trouble comes
I shall not trust in vain.

In early years Thou wast my Guide,
And of my youth the Friend;
And as my days began with Thee,
With Thee my days shall end.

I know the Power in Whom I trust,
The arm on which I lean;
He will my Savior ever be
Who has my Savior been.

My God, who causedst me to hope
When life began to beat,
And, when a stranger in the world,
Didst guide my wandering feet.

Thou wilt not cast me off when age
And evil days descend;
Thou wilt not leave me in despair
To mourn my latter end.

Therefore in life I’ll trust in Thee,
In death I will adore;
And after death will sing Thy praise
When time shall be no more.

God of our youth, to Whom we yield
The tribute of our eager praise,
Upon the well contested field,
And mid the glory of these days,
God of our youth, be with us yet,
Lest we forget, lest we forget.

Sturdy of limb, with bounding health,
Eager to play the hero’s part,
Grant to us each that greater wealth,
An undefiled and loyal heart,
God of our youth, be Thou our might,
To do the right, to do the right.

When from the field of mimic strife,
Of strength with strength, and speed with speed,
We face the sterner fights of life,
As then our strength in time of need,
God of our youth, inspire us still,
To do Thy will, to do Thy will.

My hope, my all, my Savior Thou,
To Thee, lo, now my soul I bow!
I feel the bliss Thy wounds impart,
I find Thee, Savior, in my heart.

Be Thou my strength, be Thou my way;
Protect me through my life’s short day:
In all my acts may wisdom guide,
And keep me, Savior, near Thy side.

Correct, reprove and comfort me,
As I have need my Savior be;
And if I would from Thee depart,
Then clasp me, Savior, to Thy heart.

In fierce temptation’s darkest hour,
Save me from sin and Satan’s power;
Tear every idol from Thy throne,
And reign, my Savior, reign alone.

My suffering time shall soon be o’er;
Then shall I sigh and weep no more;
My ransomed soul shall soar away,
To sing Thy praise in endless day.

I will go in the strength of the Lord,
In the path He hath marked for my feet:
I will follow the light of His Word,
Nor shrink from the dangers I meet.
His presence my steps shall attend:
His fullness my wants shall supply;
On Him, till my journey shall end,
My hope shall securely rely.

I will go in the strength of the Lord,
To the work He appoints me to do:
In the joy which His smile shall afford
My soul shall her vigor renew.
His wisdom will guard me from harm,
His pow’r my sufficiency prove;
I will trust His omnipotent arm,
I will rest in His covenant love.

I will go in the strength of the Lord,
To each conflict which faith may require,
His grace, as my shield and reward,
My courage and zeal shall inspire.
If He issue the word of command
To meet and encounter the foe,
Though with sling and with stone in my hand,
In the strength of the Lord I will go.

Fill Thou my life, O Lord my God,
In every part with praise,
That my whole being may proclaim
Thy being and Thy ways.
Not for the lip of praise alone,
Nor e’en the praising heart
I ask, but for a life made up
Of praise in every part!

Praise in the common words I speak,
Life’s common looks and tones,
In fellowship in hearth and board
With my belovèd ones;
Not in the temple crowd alone
Where holy voices chime,
But in the silent paths of earth,
The quiet rooms of time.

Fill every part of me with praise;
Let all my being speak
Of Thee and of Thy love, O Lord,
Poor though I be, and weak.
So shalt Thou, Lord, from me, e’en me,
Receive the glory due;
And so shall I begin on earth
The song forever new.

So shall each fear, each fret, each care
Be turned into a song,
And every winding of the way
The echo shall prolong;
So shall no part of day or night
From sacredness be free;
But all my life, in every step
Be fellowship with Thee.

Now just a word for Jesus;
Your dearest Friend so true;
Come, cheer our hearts and tell us
What He hath done for you.

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Now just a word for Jesus,
’Twill help us on our way!
One little word for Jesus,
Oh speak, or sing, or pray!

Now just a word for Jesus;
You feel your sins forgiven,
And by His grace are striving
To reach a home in Heaven.

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Now just a word for Jesus;
A cross it cannot be
To say, “I love my Savior
Who gave His life for me.”

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Now just a word for Jesus;
Let not the time be lost;
The heart’s neglected duty
Brings sorrow, to its cost.

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Now just a word for Jesus;
And if your faith be dim;
Arise in all your weakness
And leave the rest to Him.

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From days of early youth, O God,
By Thee have I been taught,
And faithfully have I declared
The wonders Thou hast wrought.

O gracious God, forsake me not
When I am old and gray,
That unto those that follow me
I may Thy might display.

Thy perfect righteousness, O God,
The height of Heav’n exceeds,
O who is like to Thee, who hast
Performed such mighty deeds?

Thou Who hast sent me many griefs,
Wilt yet my soul restore,
And out of sorrow’s lowest depths
Wilt bring me forth once more.

O turn again and comfort me,
My waning strength increase,
And for Thy faithfulness, O God,
My praise shall never cease.

Thou Holy One of Israel,
To Thee sweet songs I raise;
The soul Thou hast redeemed from death
Shall give Thee joyful praise.

My enemies that seek my hurt
Thy help has put to shame;
My thankful tongue will ceaselessly
Thy righteousness proclaim.

O gracious God, forsake me not,
When I am old and gray,
That unto those that follow me
I may Thy might display.

Thy perfect righteousness, O God,
The height of Heav’n exceeds;
O who is like to Thee, who hast
Performed such mighty deeds?

Thou Who hast sent me many griefs
Wilt yet my soul restore,
And out of sorrow’s lowest depths
Wilt bring me forth once more.

O turn again and comfort me,
My waning strength increase,
And for Thy faithfulness, O God,
My praise shall never cease.

Thou Holy One of Israel,
To Thee sweet songs I raise;
The soul Thou hast redeemed from death
Shall give Thee joyful praise.