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Kidung Jemaat
Psalms 120:1-7
Hymns
Psalms 16:1
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[Psa 16:1] God, Keep Me Safe
God, keep me safe; in You I refuge take.
You are my Lord; I have no good elsewhere.
The hearts of all idolaters will ache;
In all their sacrifices I’ll not share. Lord, my inheritance You have assigned;
You guard what’s mine and make me feel secure.
Your boundary lines are pleasant to my mind;
Your future blessings will bring joy for sure. Lord, I will praise You for Your counsel wise;
Even at night my heart tells me Your way.
I’ll always set You first before my eyes;
You’re right beside me; I won’t be afraid. My heart is glad; my tongue rejoices e’er;
I know You will not leave me when I die.
The path of life to me You will declare;
You’ll fill me with eternal joy on high. |
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[Psa 16:1] O God, Preserve Me
O God, preserve me, for in Thee
Alone my trust has stood;
My soul has said, Thou art my Lord,
My chief and only good. I love Thy saints, who fear Thy Name,
And walk as in Thy sight;
They are the excellent of earth,
In them is my delight. Their sorrows shall be multiplied
Who worship aught but Thee;
I share not in their offerings,
Nor join their company. The Lord is mine inheritance,
The Lord alone remains
The fullness of my cup of bliss;
The Lord my lot maintains. The lines are fallen unto me
In places large and fair;
A goodly heritage is mine,
Marked out with gracious care. |
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[Psa 16:1] Preserve Me, Lord
Preserve me, Lord, in time of need;
For succor to Thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead:
My goodness cannot reach to Thee. Oft have my heart and tongue confessed
How empty and how poor I am;
My praise can never make Thee blessed,
Nor add new glories to Thy Name. Yet, Lord, Thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do;
These are the company I keep,
These are the choicest friends I know. Let others choose the songs of mirth
To give a relish to their wine;
I love the men of heav’nly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine. |
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[Psa 16:1] To Thee, O Lord, I Fly
To Thee, O Lord, I fly
And on Thy help depend;
Thou art my Lord and King most high;
Do Thou my soul defend.
A heritage for me
Jehovah will remain;
My portion rich and full is He,
My right He will maintain. The lot to me that fell
Is beautiful and fair;
The heritage in which I dwell
Is good beyond compare.
I praise the Lord above
Whose counsel guides aright;
My heart instructs me in His love
In seasons of the night. I keep before me still
The Lord Whom I have proved;
At my right hand He guards from ill,
And I shall not be moved.
Life’s pathway Thou wilt show,
To Thy right hand wilt guide,
Where streams of pleasure ever flow,
And boundless joys abide. |
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Psalms 120:1-7
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[Psa 120:1] I Cried To God In My Distress
I cried to God in my distress,
And by the Lord my prayer was heard;
O save me, Lord, from lying lips
And from the false, deceitful word. What woe for falsehood can atone,
Or punish the deceitful tongue,
The tongue whose speech consumes like fire,
Whose words like deadly shafts are flung? Alas for me, whose lot is cast
With those who find their joy in strife!
With those who hate the paths of peace
I long have dwelt and spent my life. In thought and act I am for peace,
Peace I pursue and ever seek;
But those about me are for strife,
Though I in love and kindness speak. |
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