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Hymns

Psalms 79:9

• [Psa 79:9] God Of Our Salvation! Hear Us

  God of our salvation! hear us; Bless, O bless us, ere we go; When we join the world, be near us, Lest we cold and careless grow. Savior! keep us, Keep us safe from every foe. As our steps are drawing nearer To our everlasting home May our view of Heav’n grow clearer, Hope more bright of joys to come; And, when dying, May Thy presence cheer the gloom.
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• [Psa 79:9] Jesu, Lord Of Life And Glory

  Jesu, Lord of life and glory, Bend from Heav’n Thy gracious ear; While our waiting souls adore Thee, Friend of helpless sinners, hear: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. Taught by Thine unerring Spirit, Boldly we draw nigh to God, Only in Thy spotless merit, Only through Thy precious blood: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. From the depth of nature’s blindness, From the hardening power of sin, From all malice and unkindness, From the pride that lurks within: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. When temptation sorely presses, In the day of Satan’s power, In our times of deep distresses, In each dark and trying hour: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. When the world around is smiling, In the time of wealth and ease, Earthly joys our hearts beguiling, In the day of health and peace, By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. In the weary hours of sickness, In the times of grief and pain, When we feel our mortal weakness, When the creature’s help is vain: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. In the solemn hour of dying, In the awful judgment day, May our souls, on Thee relying, Find Thee still our Rock and Stay: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. Jesu, may Thy promised blessing Comfort to our souls afford; May we now, Thy love possessing, And at length our full reward, Ever praise Thee, Thee, our ever glorious Lord.

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Psalms 115:1

• [Psa 115:1] For Thy Mercy And Thy Grace

  For Thy mercy and Thy grace, Constant through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness; Jesus, our Redeemer, hear. Lo! our sins on Thee we cast, Thee, our perfect Sacrifice; And, forgetting all the past, Press towards our glorious prize. Dark the future: let Thy light Guide us, bright and morning Star: Fierce our foes, and hard the fight; Arm us, Savior, for the war. In our weakness and distress, Rock of strength, be Thou our Stay; In the pathless wilderness Be our true and living Way. Who of us death’s awful road In the coming year shall tread? With Thy rod and staff, O God, Comfort Thou his dying bed. Keep us faithful, keep us pure, Keep us evermore Thine own; Help, O help us to endure; Fit us for the promised crown. So within Thy palace gate We shall praise, on golden strings, Thee the only Potentate, Lord of lords, and King of kings.

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• [Psa 115:1] Give Him The Glory

  It was down at the feet of Jesus, O the happy, happy day! That my soul found peace in believing, And my sins were washed away. Refrain Let me tell the old, old story Of His grace so full and free; For I feel like giving Him the glory For His wondrous love to me. It was down at the feet of Jesus, Where I found such perfect rest, Where the light first dawned on my spirit, And my soul was truly blest. Refrain It was down at the feet of Jesus, Where I brought my guilt and sin, That he cancelled all my transgressions And salvation entered in. Refrain

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• [Psa 115:1] Not Unto Us, O Lord Of Heav’n

  Not unto us, O Lord of Heav’n, But unto Thee be glory given; In love and truth Thou dost fulfill The counsels of Thy sovereign will; Though nations fail Thy pow’r to own, Yet Thou dost reign, and Thou alone. The idol gods of heathen lands Are but the work of human hands; They cannot see, they cannot speak, Their ears are deaf, their hands are weak; Like them shall be all those who hold To gods of silver and of gold. Let Israel trust in God alone, The Lord Whose grace and pow’r are known; To Him your full allegiance yield, And He will be your Help and Shield; All those who fear Him God will bless, His saints have proved His faithfulness. All ye that fear Him and adore, The Lord increase you more and more; Both great and small who Him confess, You and your children He will bless. Yea, we will ever bless His Name; Praise ye the Lord, His praise proclaim. The heavens are God’s since time began, But He has given the earth to man; The dead praise not the living God, But we will sound His praise abroad, Yea, we will ever bless His Name; Praise ye the Lord, His praise proclaim.

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Ephesians 1:6

• [Eph 1:6] Accepted In The Beloved

  “In the Beloved” accepted am I, Risen, ascended, and seated on high; Saved from all sin thro’ His infinite grace, With the redeemed ones accorded a place. Refrain “In the Beloved,” God’s marvelous grace Calls me to dwell in this wonderful place; God sees my Savior, and then He sees me, “In the Beloved,” accepted and free. “In the Beloved”— how safe my retreat, In the Beloved accounted complete; “Who can condemn me?” In Him I am free, Savior and Keeper forever is He. Refrain “In the Beloved” I went to the tree, There, in His Person, by faith I may see Infinite wrath rolling over His head, Infinite grace, for He died in my stead. Refrain

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• [Eph 1:6] My Soul, Repeat His Praise

  My soul, repeat His praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. God will not always chide; And when His strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. High as the heav’ns are raised, Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of His grace Our highest thoughts exceed. His power subdues our sins; And His forgiving love Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. The pity of the Lord, To those that fear His Name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. Our days as are the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field It withers in an hour. But Thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children’s children ever find Thy words of promise sure.

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