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Psalms 3:1

• [Psa 3:1] My God, How Many Are My Fears

  My God, how many are my fears! How fast my foes increase! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. The lying tempter would persuade There’s no relief in Heav’n; And all my swelling sins appear Too big to be forgiv’n. But Thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. I cried, and from His holy hill He bowed a listening ear; I called my Father, and my God, And He subdued my fear. He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I woke, and wondered at the grace That guarded my repose. What though the hosts of death and hell All armed against me stood, Terrors no more shall shake my soul; My refuge is my God. Arise, O Lord, fulfill Thy grace, While I Thy glory sing; My God has broke the serpent’s teeth, And death has lost his sting. Salvation to the Lord belongs; His arm alone can save; Blessings attend Thy people here, And reach beyond the grave.

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• [Psa 3:1] O Lord, How Are My Foes Increased

  O Lord, how are my foes increased! Against me many rise; How many say, in vain for help He on his God relies. Thou art my Shield and Glory, Lord, My Savior, O Most High, The Lord from out His holy hill Gives answer when I cry. I laid me down and slept, I waked, Because the Lord sustains; Though many thousands compass me, Unmoved my soul remains. Arise, O Lord; save me, my God; For Thou hast owned my cause; And oft hast beaten down my foes Who scorn Thy righteous laws. Salvation to the Lord belongs, In Him His saints are blest; O let Thy blessing evermore Upon Thy people rest.

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• [Psa 3:1] O Lord, How Many They

  O Lord, how many they Who deeply trouble me; How greatly are they multiplied Who do me injury. There is no help for him, No help in God, they say; Thou art my Shield and Glory, Lord, Thou art my certain Stay. I called to God, He heard From out His holy hill. I fell asleep, I woke in peace, For He sustained me still. Arise and save, O Lord, For Thou didst smite my foe. Salvation cometh from the Lord; His saints His blessings know.

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Psalms 56:1-2

• [Psa 56:1] O Thou Whose Justice Reigns On High

  O Thou whose justice reigns on high, And makes th’oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try To vex and break my peace. The sons of violence and lies Join to devour me, Lord; But as my hourly dangers rise, My refuge is Thy Word. In God most holy, just, and true, I have reposed my trust; Nor will I fear what flesh can do, The offspring of the dust. They wrest my words to mischief still, Charge me with unknown faults; Mischief doth all their counsels fill, And malice all their thoughts. Shall they escape without Thy frown? Must their devices stand? O cast the haughty sinner down, And let him know Thy hand. God counts the sorrows of His saints, Their groans affect His ears; Thou hast a book for my complaints, A bottle for my tears. When to Thy throne I raise my cry, The wicked fear and flee; So swift is prayer to reach the sky, So near is God to me. In Thee, most holy, just, and true, I have reposed my trust; Nor will I fear what man can do, The offspring of the dust. Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise; I’ll sing, “How faithful is Thy Word, How righteous all Thy ways!” Thou hast secured my soul from death, O set Thy pris’ner free! That heart and hand, and life and breath, May be employ’d for Thee.

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Psalms 59:1-3

• [Psa 59:2] Protect And Save Me, O My God

  Protect and save me, O my God, From foes that seek my life, And set me high, secure, above The rising tide of strife. The workers of iniquity Against me lie in wait; Though I am innocent, O Lord, They gather in their hate. Behold their wickedness, O Lord, To help me, O awake; Lord God of hosts, Thou, Israel’s God, Arise, and vengeance take. My enemies with deadly rage Renew their fierce attack; They think the Lord will not regard, But Thou wilt turn them back. O God, my Strength, on Thee I wait, To Thee for refuge flee; My God with mercy will defend, Triumphant I shall be. O God, our Shield, let wickedness And pride be put to shame, Till all shall know that Thou dost rule And all shall fear Thy Name. Let wickedness that raged in power Now rage in impotence; But I will glory in Thy strength, My Refuge and Defense. When all the night of woe is past And morning dawns at length, Then I shall praise Thy grace, O God, My Refuge and my Strength. To Thee, O God most merciful, My thankful song I raise; My Might, my strong, secure Abode, I will proclaim Thy praise.

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• [Psa 59:3] I Am Hated, Lord

  I am hated, Lord, by those Who Thy holy truth despise; Save me from my wicked foes, Lord of hosts, arise, arise! Thou’rt my rock and my defense; Thou a tower unto Thy saints; Thee I make my confidence, Thee I’ll trust, though nature faints. Glad Thy mercies will I sing, All Thy power and love confess; Thou hast been, O heavenly King, My safe refuge in distress! Songs with every morning’s light, Lord, shall rise up to Thy throne; All Thy saints shall praise Thy might, And Thy mercy shall make known.

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