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Psalms 25:4

[Psa 25:4] Grace And Truth Shall Mark The Way 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

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 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Teach my little hands and feet,
Useful, Lord, to be,
Tell me something I can do—
Every day for Thee.

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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.

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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.

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[Psa 25:4] Lord To Me Thy Ways Make Known 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

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 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Away, away to Sunday school,
Our hearts together beating;
We haste to win from those we love
A smile of happy greeting.

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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.

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God bless our school, our teachers all,
And bind our souls together
In sacred bonds of kindred love
No earthly power can sever.

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Psalms 39:4

[Psa 39:4] Almighty Maker Of My Frame 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Almighty Maker of my frame!
Teach me the measure of my days,
Teach me to know how frail I am,
And spend the remnant in Thy praise.

My days are shorter than a span,
A little point my life appears;
How frail at best is dying man!
How vain are all his hopes and fears!

Vain his ambition, noise and show;
Vain are the cares which rack his mind;
He heaps up treasures mixed with woe,
And dies and leaves them all behind.

O be a nobler portion mine!
My God, I bow before Thy throne;
Earth’s fleeting treasures I resign,
And fix my hope on Thee alone.

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[Psa 39:4] Teach Me The Measure Of My Days 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Teach me the measure of my days,
Thou Maker of my frame;
I would survey life’s narrow space,
And learn how frail I am.

A span is all that we can boast,
An inch or two of time;
Man is but vanity and dust
In all his flower and prime.

See the vain race of mortals move
Like shadows o’er the plain;
They rage and strive, desire and love,
But all the noise is vain.

Some walk in honor’s gaudy show,
Some dig for golden ore;
They toil for heirs, they know not who,
And straight are seen no more.

What should I wish or wait for, then,
From creatures earth and dust?
They make our expectations vain,
And disappoint our trust.

Now I forbid my carnal hope,
My fond desires recall;
I give my mortal interest up,
And make my God my all.

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Psalms 143:8

[Psa 143:8] When Morning Lights The Eastern Skies 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

When morning lights the eastern skies,
O Lord, Thy mercy show;
On Thee alone my hope relies,
Let me Thy kindness know.

Teach me the way that I should go;
I lift my soul to Thee;
For refuge from my cruel foe
To Thee, O Lord, I flee.

Thou art my God, to Thee I pray;
Teach me Thy will to heed;
And in the right and perfect way
May Thy good Spirit lead.

For Thy Name’s sake, O gracious Lord,
Revive my soul and bless,
And in Thy faithfulness and love
Redeem me from distress.

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