Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 22:1

• Jurus'lamat Dunia [KJ.165]

  1. Jurus'lamat dunia, walau tak bersalah, bagai maling disergap pada waktu malam dan dihina, dicela didepan mahkamah, diludahi, dicerca oleh kaum ulama.	Luk 22:47-53 Luk 22:63-71
  2. Waktu fajar merekah,Yesus pun dibawa ke Pilatus, dan seg'ra tak terbukti salah. Ke Herodes yang kejam Yesus pun diseret; Raja dan pengawalnya tak segan mengejek.	Luk 23:1-7 Luk 23:8-12
  3. Jam sembilan paginya, balik ke Pilatus, Tuhan kita disesah oleh kaum serdadu; Jubah ungu diberi dan mahkota duri; Olokannya: "Hai tabik, Raja kaum Yahudi!"	Luk 23:13-16 Yoh 19:1-3
  4. Palang dihelakanNya pada tengah hari dan di bukit Golgota Ia pun disalib, menderita tiga jam; ada yang menghujat. Matahari pun kelam dan menutup muka.	Yoh 19:17-19 Mat 27:45
  5. Pukul tiga yang sepi, Yesus, hampir mati, berseru: "Eli, Eli, lamma sabakhtani?" Lalu putus nyawaNya dan di Bait Suci Tabir koyak terbelah; ada gempa bumi.	Mat 27:46 Mzm 22:2 Mat 27:50-51
  6. Waktu menjelang senja, yang kena hukuman dipatahkan tulangnya agar diturunkan. Yesus tak demikian, kar'na sudah mati: Nampak dari lukaNya darah campur air.	Yoh 19:31-37
  7. Surya hampir terbenam waktu datang Yusuf yang termasuk muridNya, minta mayat Yesus; tubuh diturunkannya, dikapankan lenan dan di kubur miliknya Yesus dibaringkan.	Yoh 19:38-42
  8. Tuhan Yesus, tolonglah kami mendalami aniaya dan cela yang Engkau alami, agar kami olehMu meninggalkan dosa kepadaMu bersyukur, jiwa pun sentosa.
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Psalms 42:1

• Harap Akan Tuhan [KJ.445]

  	Mzm 42-43; Mzm 46
  1. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jangan resah, tabah berserah, kar'na habis malam pagi merekah. Dalam derita dan kemelut Tuhan yang setia, Penolongmu!
  2. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Walau sendu, hatimu remuk, Tuhan mengatasi tiap kemelut. Ya Tuhan, tolong 'ku yang lemah: setiaMu kokoh selamanya!
  3. Harap akan Tuhan, hai jiwaku! Dia perlindungan dalam susahmu. Jalan sedih nanti berhenti; Yesus memberikan hidup abadi. Habis derita di dunia, purna sukacita. Haleluya!
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Psalms 45:1

• T'rang Bintang Fajar Berseri [KJ.139]

  	Mzm 45; Kdg. Agung
  1. T'rang Bintang Fajar berseri, cerminan sorga memberi karunia, kebenaran. Ya Anak Daud, Rajaku, Engkau Pengantin umatMu; hatiku Kau besarkan! Mahamurah dan mulia, Kau sedia melimpahkan sukacita pengharapan.	2 Ptr 1:19 Why 22:16-17 Ef 5:25-27
  2. Engkaulah mutiaraku, Putra mahkota BapaMu, Pangeran Mahamulia! Kau bunga bakung hatiku; betapa harum InjilMu, lipuran yang sempurna! Hosiana! Kau dandanan dan santapan yang sorgawi: Kau sertaku tiap hari!	Mat 13:44-46 Kid 2:1 Yoh 6:32-58
  3. Pancarkanlah di batinku cahaya sinar kasihMu, Permata yang abadi! Ya Pokok-anggur yang benar, buatlah rantingMu segar berbuah yang sejati! Kaulah Nyala pengasihan, kebajikan dalam hati: rindu lama Kauobati!	Yoh 15:1-8
  4. WajahMu mencerminkan t'rus pribadi Allah yang kudus penuh kemurahanNya. Ya Yesus, b'rilah sabdaMu dan Roh KudusMu yang teguh sertaku selamanya! Lihat, ingat akan daku dan Kauhapus air mataku: t'rima aku di mejaMu!	Yoh 1:14 2 Kor 4:6 Yes 25:8 Why 7:17 Why 21:4
  5. Ya Bapa mahamulia, sebelum ada dunia telah Kaupilih aku. Di dalam Putra TunggalMu Kau menerima diriku: padaNya 'ku terpadu. Haleluya! Hidup sorga yang sempurna diberiNya: sukacita tak terhingga!	Ef 1:4 Gal 4:4-6
  6. Pujianmu, hai dunia, dengan musik iringilah demi PerjamuanNya! Muliakanlah Sang Mempelai di singgasana yang permai; bersuka, hai umatNya! Nyanyi, tari bergiliran, bergembira puji Tuhan, Maharaja Keagungan!	Why 19:6-9
  7. Alangkah riang hatiku, sebab 'ku jadi milikMu, ya Alfa dan Omega! Yang Awal dan Yang Akhir Kau dan Pohon Hidup di firdaus, Engkau harapan g'reja! Amin, amin, Kurindukan Dikau, Tuhan; 'ku berkata: oleh Rohmu:"Maranata!"	Why 1:8, 17 Why 22:13 Kej 2:9 Why 2:7 1 Kor 16:22 Why 22:20
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Psalms 45:1

• T'rang Bintang Fajar Berseri [KJ.139]

  	Mzm 45; Kdg. Agung
  1. T'rang Bintang Fajar berseri, cerminan sorga memberi karunia, kebenaran. Ya Anak Daud, Rajaku, Engkau Pengantin umatMu; hatiku Kau besarkan! Mahamurah dan mulia, Kau sedia melimpahkan sukacita pengharapan.	2 Ptr 1:19 Why 22:16-17 Ef 5:25-27
  2. Engkaulah mutiaraku, Putra mahkota BapaMu, Pangeran Mahamulia! Kau bunga bakung hatiku; betapa harum InjilMu, lipuran yang sempurna! Hosiana! Kau dandanan dan santapan yang sorgawi: Kau sertaku tiap hari!	Mat 13:44-46 Kid 2:1 Yoh 6:32-58
  3. Pancarkanlah di batinku cahaya sinar kasihMu, Permata yang abadi! Ya Pokok-anggur yang benar, buatlah rantingMu segar berbuah yang sejati! Kaulah Nyala pengasihan, kebajikan dalam hati: rindu lama Kauobati!	Yoh 15:1-8
  4. WajahMu mencerminkan t'rus pribadi Allah yang kudus penuh kemurahanNya. Ya Yesus, b'rilah sabdaMu dan Roh KudusMu yang teguh sertaku selamanya! Lihat, ingat akan daku dan Kauhapus air mataku: t'rima aku di mejaMu!	Yoh 1:14 2 Kor 4:6 Yes 25:8 Why 7:17 Why 21:4
  5. Ya Bapa mahamulia, sebelum ada dunia telah Kaupilih aku. Di dalam Putra TunggalMu Kau menerima diriku: padaNya 'ku terpadu. Haleluya! Hidup sorga yang sempurna diberiNya: sukacita tak terhingga!	Ef 1:4 Gal 4:4-6
  6. Pujianmu, hai dunia, dengan musik iringilah demi PerjamuanNya! Muliakanlah Sang Mempelai di singgasana yang permai; bersuka, hai umatNya! Nyanyi, tari bergiliran, bergembira puji Tuhan, Maharaja Keagungan!	Why 19:6-9
  7. Alangkah riang hatiku, sebab 'ku jadi milikMu, ya Alfa dan Omega! Yang Awal dan Yang Akhir Kau dan Pohon Hidup di firdaus, Engkau harapan g'reja! Amin, amin, Kurindukan Dikau, Tuhan; 'ku berkata: oleh Rohmu:"Maranata!"	Why 1:8, 17 Why 22:13 Kej 2:9 Why 2:7 1 Kor 16:22 Why 22:20
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Psalms 25:1-6

• Tuhan, Pimpin AnakMu [KJ.413]

  1. Tuhan, pimpin anakMu, agar tidak tersesat. Akan jauhlah seteru, bila Kau tetap dekat	Mzm 23:3 Mzm 25:5 Mzm 73:23 Yes 48:17 Luk 15:3-7 1 Ptr 2:25
  2. Tuhan pimpin! Arus hidup menderas; Agar jangan 'ku sesat, pegang tanganku erat.
  3. Hanya Dikau sajalah Perlindungan yang teguh. Bila hidup menekan, Kau harapanku penuh.
  4. Tuhan pimpin! Arus hidup menderas; Agar jangan 'ku sesat, pegang tanganku erat.
  5. Sampai akhir hidupku, Tuhan, pimpin 'ku terus. K'lak kupuji, kusembah Kau Tuhanku Penebus.
  6. Tuhan pimpin! Arus hidup menderas; Agar jangan 'ku sesat, pegang tanganku erat.
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• Ya Tuhan dalam Sorga T'rang [KJ.458]

  1. Ya Tuhan dalam sorga t'rang, pun dalam hati beriman, Kau tetap bersamaku dan menjaga hidupku.
  2. Ya Tuhan, Kau Pelindungku, luruskan jalan hidupku; ajar aku, anakMu, rajin ikut firmanMu.	Mzm 23:3 Mzm 25:5
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• Yesus, Pimpin Langkahku [KJ.414]

  1. Yesus, pimpin langkahku, setiap hari di jalanMu; Pimpin akal budiku untuk mengerti maksudMu.	Mzm 23:3 Mzm 25:5 Mzm 73:23 Yes 48:17
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Psalms 22:1

• [Psa 22:1] My God, My God, I Cry To Thee

  My God, my God, I cry to Thee; O why hast Thou forsaken me? Afar from me, Thou dost not heed, Though day and night for help I plead. But Thou art holy in Thy ways, Enthroned upon Thy people’s praise; Our fathers put their trust in Thee, Believed, and Thou didst set them free. They cried, and, trusting in Thy Name, Were saved, and were not put to shame; But in the dust mine honor lies, While all reproach and all despise. My words a cause for scorn they make, The lip they curl, the head they shake, And, mocking, bid me trust the Lord Till He salvation shall afford. My trust on Thee I learned to rest When I was on my mother’s breast; From birth Thou art my God alone, Thy care my life has ever known. O let Thy strength and presence cheer, For trouble and distress are near; Be Thou not far away from Me, I have no source of help but Thee. Unnumbered foes would do me wrong, They press about me, fierce and strong, Like beasts of prey, their rage they vent, My courage fails, my strength is spent. Down unto death Thou leadest me, Consumed by thirst and agony; With cruel hate and anger fierce My helpless hands and feet they pierce. While on my wasted form they stare, The garments torn from me they share, My shame and sorrow heeding not, And for my robe they cast the lot. O Lord, afar no longer stay; O Thou my Helper, haste, I pray; From death and evil set me free; I live, for Thou didst answer me. I live and will declare Thy fame Where brethren gather in Thy Name; Where all Thy faithful people meet, I will Thy worthy praise repeat.

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• [Psa 22:1] Now Let Our Mournful Songs Record

  Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When He complained in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. The Jews beheld Him thus forlorn, And shake their heads, and laugh in scorn: “He rescued others from the grave; Now let him try himself to save. “This is the man did once pretend God was his Father and his Friend; If God the blessèd loved him so, Why doth He fail to help him now?” Barbarous people! cruel priests! How they stood round like savage beasts! Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left Him in their power. They wound His head, His hands, His feet, Till streams of blood each other meet; By lot His garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which He died. But God, the Father, heard His cry; Raised from the dead, He reigns on high; The nations learn His righteousness, And humble sinners taste His grace.

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• [Psa 22:1] O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou

  O God, my God, wherefore dost Thou Forsake me utterly? And helpest not when I do make My great complaint and cry? To Thee, my God, e’en all day long I do both cry and call; I cease not all the night, and yet Thou hearest not at all. But Thou that in Thy holy place For evermore dost dwell; Thou art the joy, the comfort, and Glory of Israel: And Him in Whom our fathers old Had all their hope and stay; Who, when they put their trust in Thee, Delivered’st them alway. They were preservèd ever when They called upon Thy Name; And for the faith they had in Thee, They were not put to shame. But I am now become more like A worm than to a man, An outcast, whom the people scorn With all the spite they can. All men despise as they behold Me walking on the way: They grin, make mouths, and nod their heads, And on this wise do say. This man did glory in the Lord, His favor and His love: Let Him redeem and help him now, His pow’r if he will prove. But from the prison of the womb I was by Thee released; Thou didst preserve me still in hope, Whilst I did suck the breast: I was committed from my birth With Thee to have abode; Since I came from my mother’s womb, Thou hast been still my God. Then, Lord, depart not now from me In this my present grief, Since I have none to be my help, My succor and relief. For many bulls do compass me, That be full strong of head; Yea, bulls so fat, as though they had In Basan field been fed. They gape upon me greedily, As though they would me slay; Much like a lion roaring out, And ramping for his prey. But I drop down like water shed, My joints in sunder break, My heart doth in my body melt Like wax, I am so weak. My strength doth like a potsherd dry, My tongue it cleaveth fast Unto my jaws, and I am brought To dust of death at last. For many dogs do compass me, In council they do meet, Conspiring still against my life, Piercing my hands and feet. I was tormented so that I Might all my bones have told, Whilst they do look and stare at me, When they do me behold. My garments they divided have In parts among them all; And for my coat they did cast lots To whom it should befall. Therefore, I pray Thee, be not far From me at my great need, But rather, since Thou art my strength, To help me, Lord, make speed: And from the sword save Thou my soul By Thy might and Thy pow’r, And ever keep my darling dear From dogs that would devour; And from the lion’s mouth that would Me all in sunder tear; From ’midst the horns of unicorns, O Lord, Thou didst me hear. When shall I to my brethren all Thy Majesty record, And in Thy church shall praise the Name Of Thee the living Lord. All ye that fear Him, praise the Lord, Thou, Jacob, Him adore, And all ye seed of Israel, Fear Him for evermore. For He despiseth not the poor, He hideth not away His countenance when they do call, But hears them when they pray, Among the folk that fear the Lord, I will therefore proclaim Thy praise, and keep my promise made For setting forth Thy Name. The poor shall eat and be sufficed; Such as their minds do give To seek the Lord, and praise His Name, Their hearts shall ever live. The coasts of all the earth shall praise The Lord, and seek His grace; The heathen folk shall worship all Before His blessèd face. The kingdoms of the heathen folk The Lord shall have therefore; And he shall be their Governor And King for evermore. The rich men of His goodly gifts Shall taste and feed also, And in His presence worship Him, And bow their knees full low. And all that shall go down to dust, Of life by Him shall taste; A seed shall serve and worship Him, Till time away shall waste. They shall declare and plainly show His truth and righteousness, Unto a people yet unborn, Who shall His Name confess.

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• [Psa 22:1] Why Has My God My Soul Forsook?

  Why has my God my soul forsook, Nor will a smile afford? Thus David once in anguish spoke, And thus our dying Lord. Though ’tis Thy chief delight to dwell Among Thy praising saints, Yet Thou canst hear a groan as well, And pity our complaints. Our fathers trusted in Thy Name, And great deliverance found; But I’m a worm, despised of men, And trodden to the ground. Shaking the head, they pass me by, And laugh my soul to scorn; “In vain he trusts in God,” they cry, “Neglected and forlorn.” But Thou art He Who formed my flesh By Thine almighty Word; And since I hung upon the breast, My hope is in the Lord. Why will my Father hide His face, When foes stand threatning round, In the dark hour of deep distress, And not a helper found? Behold Thy darling left among The cruel and the proud, As bulls of Bashan, fierce and strong, As lions roaring loud. From earth and hell My sorrows meet To multiply the smart; They nail My hands, they pierce My feet, And try to vex My heart. Yet if Thy sovereign hand let loose The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heav’nly Father bruise The Son He loves so well? My God, if possible it be, Withhold this bitter cup But I resign my will to Thee, And drink the sorrows up. My heart dissolves with pangs unknown, In groans I waste my breath; Thy heavy hand has brought Me down Low as the dust of death. Father, I give My Spirit up, And trust it in Thy hand; My dying flesh shall rest in hope, And rise at Thy command.

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Psalms 42:1

• [Psa 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Cooling Streams

  As pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee And Thy refreshing grace. For Thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; O, when shall I behold Thy face, Thou majesty divine? God of my strength, how long shall I Like one forgotten mourn, Forlorn, forsaken and exposed To my oppressor’s scorn? Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still; and thou shalt sing The praise of Him Who is thy God, Thy health’s eternal spring. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.

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• [Psa 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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• [Psa 42:1] As Thirsts The Hart For Water Brooks

  As thirst the hart for water brooks, So thirsts my soul, O God, for Thee; It seeks for God, and ever looks, And longs the living God to see, And longs the living God to see. Far from the courts of God, my tears Have been my food by night and day, While constantly with bitter sneers, Where is thy God? the scoffers say, Where is thy God? the scoffers say. With grief I think of days gone by, When oft I trod the hallowed way To Zion, praising God on high With throngs who kept the holy day, With throngs who kept the holy day. O why art thou cast down, my soul, And why so troubled shouldst thou be? Hope thou in God, and Him extol, Who gives His saving help to me, Who gives His saving help to me.

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• [Psa 42:1] As Pants The Hart For Streams

  As pants the hart for streams of living water, So longs my soul, O living God, for Thee; I thirst for Thee, for Thee my heart is yearning; When shall I come Thy gracious face to see? O Lord my God, overwhelmed in deep affliction, Far from Thy rest, to Thee I lift my soul; Deep calls to deep and storms of trouble thunder, While over my head the waves and billows roll. Thou wilt command Thy servant’s consolation, Thy lovingkindness yet shall cheer my day, And in the night Thy song shall be my comfort; God of my life, to Thee I still will pray. Why, O my soul, art thou cast down within me, Why art thou troubled and oppressed with grief? Hope thou in God, the God of thy salvation, Hope, and thy God will surely send relief.

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Psalms 45:1

• [Psa 45:1] Goodly Theme Is Mine, A

  A goodly theme is mine, And eagerly I sing; For bounteous words flow from my lips As I salute the King. Supremely fair He is, In beauty peerless He; For Him the favor of the Lord Doth grace eternally. Gird on Thy sword, O King, Put on Thy majesty; Ride out in full regalia, And richest panoply. Triumph in very truth, In meekness and in right, Let fly the arrows of revenge, And vanquish in Thy might. Thy throne is ever sure, Establishèd of God; Its scepter is of righteousness, Of equity its rod. Thou lovest perfect right, Hatest iniquity; Therefore with oil of festive joy The Lord anointed Thee. Thy garments breathe of myrrh, Of spices rich and rare; Glad strains of joyous music ring Throughout Thy palace fair. Amid Thy glorious train King’s daughters waiting stand, And on Thy right the queen adorned In gold from Ophir land. O royal bride, give heed, This King is now thy Lord; Forsake thy former loyalties, Full fealty accord. Thy beauty and thy grace Will then delight the King; And they to thee, since thou art His, Their precious gifts will bring. Enthroned in royal state And glorious thou shalt dwell, With garments fair, inwrought with gold, His bride He loveth well. And they who honor thee Shall in thy train attend, And to the palace of the King Shall joyfully ascend. Then in Thy Father’s place The sons of royal birth Thou wilt endow with regal gifts As princes of the earth. Thy Name shall be proclaimed Through all succeeding days, And all the peoples everywhere Shall give Thee endless praise.

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• [Psa 45:1] I’ll Speak The Honors Of My King

  I’ll speak the honors of my King, His form divinely fair; None of His sons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. Sweet is Thy speech, and heav’nly grace Upon Thy lips is shed; Thy God, with blessings infinite, Hath crowned Thy sacred head. Gird on Thy sword, victorious Prince, Ride with majestic sway; Thy terrors shall strike through Thy foes, And make the world obey. Thy throne, O God, for ever stands; Thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful scepter in Thy hands, To rule the saints by love. Justice and truth attend Thee still, But mercy is Thy choice; And God, Thy God, Thy soul shall fill With most peculiar joys.

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• [Psa 45:1] My Heart Doth Overflow

  My heart doth overflow, a goodly theme is mine; My eager tongue with joyful song doth praise the King divine. Supremely fair Thou art, Thy lips with grace o’erflow; His richest blessing evermore doth God on Thee bestow. Now gird Thee with Thy sword, O strong and mighty One; In splendid majesty arrayed, more glorious than the sun. Triumphantly ride forth for meekness, truth and right; Thine arm shall gain the victory in wondrous deeds of might. Thy strength shall overcome all those that hate the King, And under Thy dominion strong the nations Thou shalt bring. Thy royal throne, O God, forevermore shall stand; Eternal truth and justice wield the scepter in Thy hand. Since Thou art sinless found, the Lord, Thy God, confessed, Anointeth Thee with perfect joy, Thou art supremely blessed. Thy garments breathe of myrrh and spices sweet and rare; Glad strains of heav’nly music ring throughout Thy palace fair. Amid Thy glorious train kings’ daughters waiting stand, And fairest gems bedeck Thy bride, the queen at Thy right hand. O royal bride, give heed, and to my words attend; For Christ, the King, forsake the world and every former friend.

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Psalms 45:1

• [Psa 45:1] Goodly Theme Is Mine, A

  A goodly theme is mine, And eagerly I sing; For bounteous words flow from my lips As I salute the King. Supremely fair He is, In beauty peerless He; For Him the favor of the Lord Doth grace eternally. Gird on Thy sword, O King, Put on Thy majesty; Ride out in full regalia, And richest panoply. Triumph in very truth, In meekness and in right, Let fly the arrows of revenge, And vanquish in Thy might. Thy throne is ever sure, Establishèd of God; Its scepter is of righteousness, Of equity its rod. Thou lovest perfect right, Hatest iniquity; Therefore with oil of festive joy The Lord anointed Thee. Thy garments breathe of myrrh, Of spices rich and rare; Glad strains of joyous music ring Throughout Thy palace fair. Amid Thy glorious train King’s daughters waiting stand, And on Thy right the queen adorned In gold from Ophir land. O royal bride, give heed, This King is now thy Lord; Forsake thy former loyalties, Full fealty accord. Thy beauty and thy grace Will then delight the King; And they to thee, since thou art His, Their precious gifts will bring. Enthroned in royal state And glorious thou shalt dwell, With garments fair, inwrought with gold, His bride He loveth well. And they who honor thee Shall in thy train attend, And to the palace of the King Shall joyfully ascend. Then in Thy Father’s place The sons of royal birth Thou wilt endow with regal gifts As princes of the earth. Thy Name shall be proclaimed Through all succeeding days, And all the peoples everywhere Shall give Thee endless praise.

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• [Psa 45:1] I’ll Speak The Honors Of My King

  I’ll speak the honors of my King, His form divinely fair; None of His sons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. Sweet is Thy speech, and heav’nly grace Upon Thy lips is shed; Thy God, with blessings infinite, Hath crowned Thy sacred head. Gird on Thy sword, victorious Prince, Ride with majestic sway; Thy terrors shall strike through Thy foes, And make the world obey. Thy throne, O God, for ever stands; Thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful scepter in Thy hands, To rule the saints by love. Justice and truth attend Thee still, But mercy is Thy choice; And God, Thy God, Thy soul shall fill With most peculiar joys.

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• [Psa 45:1] My Heart Doth Overflow

  My heart doth overflow, a goodly theme is mine; My eager tongue with joyful song doth praise the King divine. Supremely fair Thou art, Thy lips with grace o’erflow; His richest blessing evermore doth God on Thee bestow. Now gird Thee with Thy sword, O strong and mighty One; In splendid majesty arrayed, more glorious than the sun. Triumphantly ride forth for meekness, truth and right; Thine arm shall gain the victory in wondrous deeds of might. Thy strength shall overcome all those that hate the King, And under Thy dominion strong the nations Thou shalt bring. Thy royal throne, O God, forevermore shall stand; Eternal truth and justice wield the scepter in Thy hand. Since Thou art sinless found, the Lord, Thy God, confessed, Anointeth Thee with perfect joy, Thou art supremely blessed. Thy garments breathe of myrrh and spices sweet and rare; Glad strains of heav’nly music ring throughout Thy palace fair. Amid Thy glorious train kings’ daughters waiting stand, And fairest gems bedeck Thy bride, the queen at Thy right hand. O royal bride, give heed, and to my words attend; For Christ, the King, forsake the world and every former friend.

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Psalms 25:1-6

• [Psa 25:1] I Lift My Soul To God

  I lift my soul to God, My trust is in His Name: Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. Sin, and the powers of hell, Persuade me to despair: Lord, make me know Thy covenant well, That I may ’scape the snare. From the first dawning light Till the dark evening rise, For Thy salvation, Lord, I wait With ever longing eyes. Remember all Thy grace, And lead me in Thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn His ways, And every humble sinner find The methods of His grace. For His own goodness’ sake He saves my soul from shame: He pardons, though my guilt be great, Through my Redeemer’s Name.

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• [Psa 25:1] Lord, I Lift My Soul To Thee

  Lord, I lift my soul to Thee, O my God, I trust Thy might; Let not foes exult o’er me, Shame me not before their sight. Yea, may none be put to shame, None who wait for Thee to bless, But dishonored be their name Who without a cause transgress. Lord, to me Thy ways make known, Guide in truth and teach Thou me; Thou my Savior art alone, All the day I wait for Thee. Lord, remember in Thy love All Thy mercies manifold, Tender mercies from above, Changeless from the days of old. Sins of youth remember not, Nor my trespasses record; Let not mercy be forgot, For Thy goodness’ sake, O Lord. Just and good the Lord abides, He His way will sinners show, He the meek in justice guides, Making them His way to know.

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• [Psa 25:2] Trusting Jesus (2)

  Dear Lord, take up our tangled strands, Where we have wrought in vain, That by the skill of Thy dear hands Some beauty may remain. Refrain Transformed by grace divine, The glory shall be Thine; To Thy most holy will, O Lord, We now our all resign. Touch Thou the sad, discordant keys Of every troubled breast, And change to peaceful harmonies The sighings of unrest. Refrain Where broken vows in fragments lie— The toil of wasted years— Do Thou make whole again, we cry, And give a song for tears. Refrain Take all the failures, each mistake Of our poor human ways, Then, Savior, for Thine own dear sake, Make them show forth Thy praise. Refrain

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• [Psa 25:4] Grace And Truth Shall Mark The Way

  Grace and truth shall mark the way Where the Lord His own will lead, If His Word they still obey And His testimonies heed. For Thy Name’s sake hear Thou me, For Thy mercy, Lord, I wait; Pardon my iniquity, For my sin is very great. He who walks in godly fear In the path of truth shall go; Peace shall be his portion here, And his sons all good shall know. They that fear and love the Lord Shall His holy friendship know; He will grace to them accord, And His faithful covenant show. Ever are my longing eyes On the Lord, whose watchful care, When my foes their plots devise, Keeps my feet from every snare. Turn to me, Thy grace impart, I am desolate indeed; Great the troubles of my heart; Save Thou me, O Lord, I plead. Look on mine afflicted state, Freely all my sins forgive; Mark my foes, their cruel hate; Keep my soul and let me live. Shame me not; I hide in Thee; Truth and right preserve me still; Mark Thy people, Lord my God, Save Thou from every ill.

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• [Psa 25:4] Keep Me Thine

  Teach my little hands and feet, Useful, Lord, to be, Tell me something I can do— Every day for Thee. Refrain Keep me Thine, keep me Thine, Blessèd Savior, keep me Thine. Keep me Thine, keep me Thine, Blessèd Savior, keep me Thine. Teach my tongue a word to speak, Gentle, soft and low, Make me like a beam of light Everywhere I go. Refrain Teach me how to love Thy Word, Love it more and more; Help me Lord, to work for Thee, Till my life is o’er. Refrain

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• [Psa 25:4] Lord To Me Thy Ways Make Known

  Lord, to me Thy ways make known, Guide in truth and teach Thou me; Thou my Savior art alone, All the day I wait for Thee. Lord, remember in Thy love All Thy mercies manifold, Tender mercies from above, Changeless from the days of old. Just and good the Lord abides, He His way will sinners show, He the meek with justice guides, Making them His way to know. Grace and truth shall mark the way Where the Lord His own will lead. If His Word they still obey And His testimonies heed.

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• [Psa 25:4] Our Sunday School

  Away, away to Sunday school, Our hearts together beating; We haste to win from those we love A smile of happy greeting. Refrain Our Sunday school, dear Sunday school, With purest pleasure glowing, Where tranquil peace and holy joy Are like a river flowing. Away, away to Sunday school, And learn the songs of gladness, That tell of Him Whose tender love Will banish care and sadness. Refrain God bless our school, our teachers all, And bind our souls together In sacred bonds of kindred love No earthly power can sever. Refrain

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• [Psa 25:5] Look Upon Us, Blessèd Lord

  Look upon us, blessèd Lord, Take our wandering thoughts and guide us; We have come to hear Thy Word, With Thy teaching now provide us, That, from earth’s distractions turning, We Thy message may be learning. For Thy Spirit’s radiance bright We, assembled here, are hoping; If Thou shouldst withhold the light, In the dark our souls were groping: In each word and thought direct us: Thou, Thou only, canst correct us. Brightness of the Father’s face, Light of Light, from God proceeding, Make us ready in this place; Ear and heart await Thy leading. Fill with life and inspiration Every prayer and meditation.

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• [Psa 25:5] O Teach Me What It Meaneth

  O teach me what it meaneth, That cross uplifted high, With One, the Man of Sorrows, Condemned to bleed and die! O teach me what it cost Thee To make a sinner whole; And teach me, Savior, teach me The value of a soul! O teach me what it meaneth, That sacred crimson tide, The blood and water flowing From Thine own wounded side. Teach me that if none other Had sinned, but I alone, Yet still Thy blood, Lord Jesus, Thine only, must atone. O teach me what it meaneth, Thy love beyond compare, The love that reacheth deeper Than depths of self-despair! Yes, teach me, till there gloweth In this cold heart of mine Some feeble, pale reflection Of that pure love of Thine. O teach me what it meaneth, For I am full of sin, And grace alone can reach me, And love alone can win. O teach me, for I need Thee, I have no hope beside— The chief of all the sinners For whom the Savior died! O teach me what it meaneth The rest which Thou dost give To all the heavy-laden Who look to Thee and live. Because I am a rebel Thy pardon I receive Because Thou dost command me, I can, I do believe. O infinite Redeemer! I bring no other plea; Because Thou dost invite me I cast myself on Thee. Because Thou dost accept me I love and I adore; Because Thy love constraineth, I’ll praise Thee evermore!

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• [Psa 25:5] O Thou God Of My Salvation

  O Thou God of my salvation, my Redeemer from all sin; Moved by Thy divine compassion, who hast died my heart to win; I will praise Thee, I will praise Thee, where shall I Thy praise begin? I will praise Thee, I will praise Thee, where shall I Thy praise begin? Though unseen, I love the Savior, He hath brought salvation near; Manifests His pardoning favor, and when Jesus doth appear, Soul and body, soul and body, shall His glorious image bear; Soul and body, soul and body, shall His glorious image bear. While the angel choirs are crying, “Glory to the great I Am,” I with them will still be vying—glory, glory, to the Lamb! Oh, how precious, oh, how precious is the sound of Jesus’ Name! Oh, how precious, oh, how precious is the sound of Jesus’ Name! Angels now are hovering round us, unperceived among the throng; Wondering at the love that crowned us, glad to sing the holy song; Hallelujah, hallelujah, love and praise to Christ belong! Hallelujah, hallelujah, love and praise to Christ belong!

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