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Hymns

Psalms 119:10-11

• [Psa 119:11] Hide God’s Word In Your Heart

  Hide God’s Word in your heart, Its precious truth believe; At His command take from His hand, The Bread of Life receive. Refrain Hide God’s Word in your heart, Hide God’s Word in your heart— His Word of love sent from above, Hide God’s Word in your heart. Hide God’s Word in your heart, If you would grow in grace, And like Him be until you see Your Master face to face. Refrain Hide God’s Word in your heart, And seek the Spirit’s pow’r To understand each blest command He gives from hour to hour. Refrain Hide God’s Word in your heart, And, having hidden well, Seek out the lost, the tempest tossed, Go forth His love to tell. Refrain Hide God’s Word in your heart, Each day a verse repeat; Tho’ sin allure success is sure, You cannot have defeat. Refrain

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• [Psa 119:11] Holy Bible, Book Divine

  Holy Bible, Book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine; Mine to tell me whence I came; Mine to teach me what I am. Mine to chide me when I rove; Mine to show a Savior’s love; Mine thou art to guide and guard; Mine to punish or reward. Mine to comfort in distress; Suffering in this wilderness; Mine to show, by living faith, Man can triumph over death. Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner’s doom; O thou holy Book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine. Holy Bible, book Divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine; Mine to tell me whence I came; Mine to teach me what I am. Mine to chide me when I rove; Mine to shew a Saviour’s love; Mine art thou to guide my feet; Mine to judge, condemn, acquit. Mine to comfort in distress; If the Holy Spirit bless; Mine to shew, by living faith, Man can triumph over death. Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner’s doom; Holy Bible, book Divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine.

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• [Psa 119:11] Thy Word Have I Hid In My Heart

  Thy Word is a lamp to my feet, A light to my path alway, To guide and to save me from sin, And show me the heav’nly way. Refrain Thy Word have I hid in my heart, That I might not sin against Thee; That I might not sin, that I might not sin, Thy Word have I hid in my heart. Forever, O Lord, is Thy Word Established and fixed on high; Thy faithfulness unto all men Abideth forever nigh. Refrain At morning, at noon, and at night I ever will give Thee praise; For Thou art my portion, O Lord, And shall be through all my days! Refrain Thro’ Him Whom Thy Word hath foretold, The Savior and Morning Star, Salvation and peace have been brought To those who have strayed afar. Refrain

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Psalms 119:27

• [Psa 119:27] How Wondrous And Great Thy Works

  How wondrous and great Thy works, God of praise! How just, King of saints, And true are Thy ways! O who shall not fear Thee, And honor Thy Name? Thou only art holy, Thou only supreme. To nations long dark Thy light shall be shown; Their worship and vows Shall come to Thy throne: Thy truth and Thy judgments Shall spread all abroad, Till earth’s every people Confess Thee their God.
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Psalms 119:33-34

• [Psa 119:33] Carry Your Bible

  Carry your Bible with you, Let all its blessings outflow; It will supply you each moment— Take it wherever you go! Refrain Take it wherever you go, Take it wherever you go, God’s message of love Sent down from above, Oh, take it wherever you go! Carry the word of pardon, Sweeter each day it will grow; Somewhere some heart will be waiting— Take it wherever you go! Refrain Carry the wondrous story, Tell it to hearts plunged in woe; This word of gracious redemption— Take it wherever you go! Refrain Carry the word of promise; Sinners unpardoned may know God’s path from sin unto safety— Take it wherever you go! Refrain

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• [Psa 119:33] My Mother’s Bible (morris)

  This book is all that’s left me now! Tears will unbidden start— With faltering lip and throbbing brow I press it to my heart. For many generations past, Here is our family tree! My mother’s hands this Bible clasped, She, dying, gave it me. Ah, well do I remember those Whose names these records bear; Who round the hearth-stone used to close After the evening prayer, And speak of what these pages said, In tones my heart would thrill! Though they are with the silent dead, Here are they living still! My father read this holy book To brothers, sisters dear; How calm was my poor mother’s look, Who leaned God’s Word to hear! Her angel face—I see it yet! What thronging memories come— Again that little group is met Within the halls of home! Thou truest friend man ever knew, Thy constancy I’ve tried; When all were false I found thee true, My counselor and guide. The mines of earth no treasures give, That could this volume buy; In teaching me the way to live, It taught me how to die.

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