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Psalms 33:1

• [Psa 33:1] Rejoice, Ye Righteous, In The Lord

  Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work belongs to you: Sing of His Name, His ways, His Word, How holy, just and true! His mercy and His righteousness Let Heav’n and earth proclaim; His works of nature and of grace Reveal His wondrous Name. His wisdom and almighty Word The heav’nly arches spread, And by the Spirit of the Lord Their shining hosts were made. He bid the liquid waters flow To their appointed deep; The flowing seas their limits know, And their own station keep. Ye tenants of the spacious earth With fear before Him stand; He spake, and nature took its birth, And rests on His command. He scorns the angry nations’ rage, And breaks their vain designs; His counsel stands through every age, And in full glory shines.

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• [Psa 33:1] Ye Holy Souls, In God Rejoice

  Ye holy souls, in God rejoice, Your Maker’s praise becomes your voice; Great is your theme, your songs be new: Sing of His Name, His Word, His ways, His works of nature and of race, How wise and holy, just and true! Justice and truth He ever loves, And the whole earth His goodness proves, His Word the heav’nly arches spread: How wide they shine from north to south! And by the spirit of His mouth Were all the starry armies made. He gathers the wide-flowing seas, Those watery treasures know their place In the vast storehouse of the deep: He spake, and gave all nature birth; And fires, and seas, and Heav’n, and earth; His everlasting orders keep. Let mortals tremble and adore A God of such resistless power, Nor dare indulge their feeble rage: Vain are your thoughts, and weak your hands; But His eternal counsel stands, And rules the world from age to age.

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• [Psa 33:1] Ye Righteous, In The Lord Rejoice

  Ye righteous, in the Lord rejoice; ’Tis comely that with joyful voice God’s saints His Name should praise. With harp and hymn of gladness sing, Your gift of sweetest music bring, To Him a new song raise. For upright is Jehovah’s Word, And all the doings of the Lord In justice have their birth. In judgment and in deeds of right The Lord forever takes delight, His goodness fills the earth. Jehovah speaks, the heav’ns appear; He breathes, and lo, each shining sphere In splendor stands arrayed. He rolls the water heap on heap, He stores away the mighty deep In garners for it made. Let all the earth Jehovah fear, Let all that dwell both far and near In awe before Him stand; For lo, He spoke and it was done, And all, with sovereign power begun, Stood fast at His command. He makes the nations’ counsels vain, The plans the peoples would maintain Are thwarted by His hand. Jehovah’s counsels stand secure, His purposes of heart endure, Forevermore they stand. O truly is the nation blest Whose God, before the world confessed, Jehovah is alone; And blest the people is whom He Has made His heritage to be, And chosen for His own.

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Psalms 1:1

• [Psa 1:1] Blest Is The Man Who Shuns The Place

  Blest is the man who shuns the place Where sinners love to meet; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer’s seat. But in the statutes of the Lord Has placed his chief delight; By day he reads or hears the Word, And meditates by night. He, like a plant of generous kind, By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state. Green as the leaf, and ever fair, Shall his profession shine; While fruits of holiness appear Like clusters on the vine. Not so the impious and unjust; What vain designs they form! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff before the storm. Sinners in judgment shall not stand Amongst the sons of grace, When Christ, the Judge, at His right hand Appoints His saints a place. His eye beholds the path they tread, His heart approves it well; But crooked ways of sinners lead Down to the gates of hell.

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• [Psa 1:1] Happy The Man Whose Cautious Feet

  Happy the man whose cautious feet Shun the broad way that sinners go, Who hates the place where atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. He loves t’employ the morning light Amongst the statutes of the Lord; And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure, pond’ring o’er His Word. He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green; And Heav’n will shine with kindest beams On ev’ry work his hands begin. But sinners find their counsels cross’d: As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies. In vain the rebel seeks to stand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful Judge, with stern command, Divides him to a diff’rent place. “Straight is the way My saints have trod; I bless’d the path, and drew it plain; But you would choose the crooked road, And down it leads to endless pain.”

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• [Psa 1:1] Man Is Ever Bless’d, The

  The man is ever bless’d Who shuns the sinners’ ways, Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner’s place; But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night. He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live; His works are heav’nly fruit. Not so th’ungodly race, They no such blessings find; Their hopes shall flee, like empty chaff Before the driving wind. How will they bear to stand Before that judgment seat, Where all the saints, at Christ’s right hand, In full assembly meet! He knows, and He approves The way the righteous go; But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow.

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• [Psa 1:1] That Man Is Blest Who, Fearing God

  That man is blest who, fearing God From sin restrains his feet, Who will not stand with wicked men, Who shuns the scorners’ seat. Yea, blest is he who makes God’s law His portion and delight, And meditates upon that law With gladness day and night. That man is nourished like a tree Set by the river’s side; Its leaf is green, its fruit is sure, And thus his works abide. The wicked like the driven chaff Are swept from off the land; They shall not gather with the just, Nor in the judgment stand. The Lord will guard the righteous well, Their way to Him is known; The way of sinners, far from God, Shall surely be o’erthrown.

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Psalms 1:1

• [Psa 1:1] Blest Is The Man Who Shuns The Place

  Blest is the man who shuns the place Where sinners love to meet; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer’s seat. But in the statutes of the Lord Has placed his chief delight; By day he reads or hears the Word, And meditates by night. He, like a plant of generous kind, By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state. Green as the leaf, and ever fair, Shall his profession shine; While fruits of holiness appear Like clusters on the vine. Not so the impious and unjust; What vain designs they form! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff before the storm. Sinners in judgment shall not stand Amongst the sons of grace, When Christ, the Judge, at His right hand Appoints His saints a place. His eye beholds the path they tread, His heart approves it well; But crooked ways of sinners lead Down to the gates of hell.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 1:1] Happy The Man Whose Cautious Feet

  Happy the man whose cautious feet Shun the broad way that sinners go, Who hates the place where atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. He loves t’employ the morning light Amongst the statutes of the Lord; And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure, pond’ring o’er His Word. He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green; And Heav’n will shine with kindest beams On ev’ry work his hands begin. But sinners find their counsels cross’d: As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies. In vain the rebel seeks to stand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful Judge, with stern command, Divides him to a diff’rent place. “Straight is the way My saints have trod; I bless’d the path, and drew it plain; But you would choose the crooked road, And down it leads to endless pain.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 1:1] Man Is Ever Bless’d, The

  The man is ever bless’d Who shuns the sinners’ ways, Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner’s place; But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night. He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live; His works are heav’nly fruit. Not so th’ungodly race, They no such blessings find; Their hopes shall flee, like empty chaff Before the driving wind. How will they bear to stand Before that judgment seat, Where all the saints, at Christ’s right hand, In full assembly meet! He knows, and He approves The way the righteous go; But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 1:1] That Man Is Blest Who, Fearing God

  That man is blest who, fearing God From sin restrains his feet, Who will not stand with wicked men, Who shuns the scorners’ seat. Yea, blest is he who makes God’s law His portion and delight, And meditates upon that law With gladness day and night. That man is nourished like a tree Set by the river’s side; Its leaf is green, its fruit is sure, And thus his works abide. The wicked like the driven chaff Are swept from off the land; They shall not gather with the just, Nor in the judgment stand. The Lord will guard the righteous well, Their way to Him is known; The way of sinners, far from God, Shall surely be o’erthrown.

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  source: Cyberhymnal