Kidung Jemaat
Psalms 6:1--10:18
Bila Kulihat Bintang Gemerlapan [KJ.64]
1. Bila kulihat bintang gemerlapan dan bunyi guruh riuh kudengar,
ya Tuhanku, tak putus aku heran melihat ciptaanMu yang besar.
Maka jiwaku pun memujiMu: "Sungguh besar Kau, Allahku!"
Maka jiwaku pun memujiMu: "Sungguh besar Kau, Allahku!"
Mzm 8:4
Mzm 29
2. Ya Tuhanku, pabila kurenungkan pemberianMu dalam Penebus,
'ku tertegun: bagiku dicurahkan oleh PutraMu darahNya kudus.
Maka jiwaku pun memujiMu: "Sungguh besar Kau, Allahku!"
Maka jiwaku pun memujiMu: "Sungguh besar Kau, Allahku!"
Yoh 3:16
Rm 8:32
Mrk 14:24
3. Pabila nanti Kristus memanggilku, sukacita amatlah besar,
kar'na terkabullah yang kurindukan: melihat Dikau, Tuhanku akbar.
Maka jiwaku pun memujiMu: "Sungguh besar Kau, Allahku!"
Maka jiwaku pun memujiMu: "Sungguh besar Kau, Allahku!"1 Kor 13:12
Why 22:4
Play - Hai Anak-Anak, Muda dan Belia [KJ.67]
1. Hai anak-anak muda dan belia yang diberkati,
dijaga Allah Bapa, patut bersyukur, berdoa dan berkarya;
kar'na demikian maksud Sang Pencipta.
2. Gunung menjulang, laut berkilauan,
tanaman hijau dan alam yang menawan
patut dijaga, dirawat, dikelola;
kar'na demikian maksud Sang Pencipta.
Mzm 8:7-9
3. Hewan di bumi, unggas di udara,
ikan di laut serta binatang langka
patut disayang, dibela, dip'lihara;
kar'na demikian maksud Sang Pencipta.
4. Hai manusia, muda dan dewasa,
hewan dan pohon serta seisi dunia,
pujilah Tuhan seluruh alam raya;
kar'na demikian maksud Sang Pencipta.Mzm 148
Play - Mari, Bersukacita [KJ.200]
1. Mari bersukacita, terima kabar baik! Habislah dukacita;
terbitlah t'rang ajaib! Yesus yang tersekap di kubur yang gelap
disambut fajar t'rang sebagai Pemenang!
Mrk 15:46
Mrk 16:1-8
Kol 2:15
Why 1:18
2. Ia pun dimakamkan; puaslah seteru. Tiada mereka sangka
t'lah bangkit Penebus! Kumandang jayaNya mengisi dunia
dan panji Pemenang berkibar cemerlang!
Mat 28:18-20
Mrk 16:20
Kis 1:8
Kis 4:33
Kol 1:6, 23
1 Tim 3:16
3. Oleh adegan ini gembira hatiku; tak lagi kutakuti ancaman seteru.
'Ku beriman teguh: Yesus jaminanku.
SalibNya kupegang, niscaya 'ku menang.
Rm 8:37
1 Kor 15:57
1 Yoh 5:4-5
Why 17:14
4. Bagai anggota Kristus, terpaut padaNya, tanpa cemas kuikut
di jalan jayaNya. Di maut yang kelam, betapa pun seram,
Tuhanku beserta dengan kuasaNya!
Rm 6:3-4
Flp 3:10-11
Mzm 23:4
5. Rajaku sudah masuk kemuliaanNya: amanlah tujuanku di jalan dunia!
Jauhlah, hai lawanku! Tuhan di pihakku: Perisai dan Teman;
OlehNya 'ku tent'ram!
Mat 25:31
Mrk 16:19
Mzm 6:9
6. Sampai ke dalam sorga 'ku ikutlah terus; di pintuNya tersurat
amanat Penebus: "Yang tadi berlelah, dapat mahkotanya;
yang mati dalamKu, bahagia penuh!"1 Kor 9:25
2 Tim 4:8
Why 14:13
Play - Puji, Hai Jiwaku, Puji Tuhan [KJ.9]
1. Puji, hai jiwaku, puji Tuhan selagi ada nafasmu!
Allahku patutlah ku agungkan sepanjang umur hidupku!
Hayatku Dia yang beri: Dia kupuji tak henti.
Haleluya, Haleluya
2. Jangan engkau pertaruhkan nasib
kepada insan yang fana.
Juga bangsawan yang paling baik
hilang bersama niatnya.
Hidup manusia lenyap,
Hanyalah Allah yang tetap.
Haleluya, Haleluya!
3. Jika penolongmu Allah Yakub,
betapa kau bahagia!
Ia penuhi pengharapanmu,
Tuhan seta s'lamanya.
Maha Pencipta dunia
Tak meninggalkan makhlukNya.
Mzm 9:10
4. Orang tertindas dibela haknya
dan orang lapar pun kenyang;
yang diperbudak dibebaskanNya,
mata si buta pun terang.
Orang tertunduk, bangunlah:
Tuhan tegakkan kaum lemah.
Haleluya,Haleluya!
Mzm 10:16-18
Mzm 68:6-7
Yes 29:18
Yes 35:5
Yes 42:7
Yes 61:1
5. Orang benar diberiNya kasih,
pun orang rantau amanlah;
yatim dan janda tegak kembali,
tapi penjahat kandaslah.
Tuhanlah Raja yang baka,
Bagimu, Sion, s'lamanya!
Haleluya, Haleluya!Play - Takkah Patut Ku Bernyanyi [KJ.290]
1. Takkah patut 'ku bernyanyi syukur bagi Tuhanku,
kar'na rahmat tak berbanding yang melimpah selalu?
Memang sungguh dan setia, tak terhingga kasihNya
Dan kekal bimbinganNya bagi yang mengabdi Dia.
Biar dunia lenyap, kasih Allah 'kan tetap.
Ibr 1:11
2. Bagai burung rajawali melindungi anaknya Tuhan pun
berkali-kali t'lah menolong hambaNya. Semenjak dikandung
ibu, waktu aku dibentuk, dan sepanjang umurku ditanganNya
aku hidup. Biar dunia lenyap, kasih Allah 'kan tetap!
Kel 19:4
Ul 32:11-12
Mzm 139:13-15
3. Bahkan PutraNya sendiri rela diserahkanNya; ditebusNya aku ini
oleh kuasa darahNya. Sungguh aku takkan mampu, wahai Sumber
kurnia, dengan rohku yang lemah mengerti kedalamanMu.
Biar dunia lenyap, kasih Allah 'kan tetap!Yoh 3:16
Rm 8:32
Rm 3:25
Ibr 9:11-14
1 Kor 2:10-11
4. Dalam dunia' ku dikawal oleh Roh dan FirmanNya yang menuntun
dari awal aku dalam t'rang baka, hingga hatiku percaya makin kuat
dan teguh, bahwa kuasa seteru, maut dan Iblis, tak berdaya.
Biar dunia lenyap, kasih Allah 'kan tetap!
Rm 8:14
Yoh 16:13
1 Kor 15:54-56
Ibr 2:14-15
Why 1:18
5. Langit, bumi, segalanya diciptakan bagiku; kutemukan semuanya
menyenangkan hatiku. Hewan, unggas dan tumbuhan, darat, laut,
udara pun jadi rahmat bagiku yang kudapat dari TuhanKej 1-2
Mzm 8:7-9
Play - Tuhan Tidak Lupa [KJ.390]
1. Tuhan tidak lupa akan orang yang penat,
orang yang berduka dan pikulannya berat.
Yes 49:15
Mat 11:28
2. Tuhan tidak lupa bila orang berseru;
Ia memberikan pertolongan yang perlu.
Mzm 4:4
Mzm 9:13
Mzm 107
Mzm 120:1
3. S'lalu angkat muka dan berharap padaNya.
Tuhan tidak lupa akan anak-anakNya.Luk 21:28
Play
Hymns
Psalms 35:1
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[Psa 35:1] Be Thou My Helper In The Strife
Be Thou my Helper in the strife,
O Lord, my strong Defender be;
Thy mighty shield protect my life,
Thy spear confront the enemy.
Amid the conflict, O my Lord,
Thy precious promise let me hear,
The faithful reassuring word:
I am Thy Savior, do not fear.Ashamed, confounded let them be
Who seek my ruin and disgrace;
O let Thine angel fight for me,
And drive my foes before his face.
Without a cause my life they sought,
Without a cause their plots they laid;
Themselves within their snares be caught,
And be my crafty foes dismayed.My soul is joyful in the Lord,
In His salvation I rejoice;
To Him my heart will praise accord
And bless His Name with thankful voice.
For who, O Lord, is like to Thee,
Defender of the poor and meek?
The needy Thy salvation see
When mighty foes their ruin seek.Unrighteous witnesses have stood
And told of crimes beyond belief;
Returning evil for my good,
They overwhelm my soul with grief.
When in affliction they were sad,
I wept and made their grief my own;
But in my trouble they are glad
And strive that I may be o’erthrown.O Lord, how long wilt Thou delay?
My soul for Thy salvation waits;
My thankfulness will I display
Amid the crowds that throng Thy gates.
Let not my enemies rejoice
And wrongfully exult o’er me;
They speak not peace, but lift their voice
To trouble those that peaceful be.My foes with joy my woes survey,
But Thou, O Lord, hast seen it all;
O be no longer far away,
Nor silent when on Thee I call.
O haste to my deliverance now,
O Lord, my righteous cause maintain;
My Lord and God alone art Thou;
Awake, and make Thy justice plain.O Lord, my God, I look to Thee,
Be Thou my righteous Judge, I pray;
Let not my foes exult o’er me
And laugh with joy at my dismay.
With shame and trouble those requite
Who would my righteous cause destroy;
But those who in the good delight,
Let them be glad and shout for joy.Yea, let the Lord be magnified,
Because Thy servants Thou dost bless;
And I, from morn till eventide,
Will daily praise Thy righteousness.
My soul is joyful in the Lord,
In His salvation I rejoice;
To Him my heart will praise accord
And bless His Name with thankful voice.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 1:1
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[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.Play 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.”Play 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.Play 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.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 1:1
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[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.Play 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.”Play 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.Play 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.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 1:1
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[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.Play 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.”Play 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.Play 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.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 6:1--10:18
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[Psa 6:1] Lord, I Can Suffer Thy Rebukes
Lord, I can suffer Thy rebukes,
When Thou with kindness dost chastise;
But Thy fierce wrath I cannot bear:
O let it not against me rise.Pity my languishing estate,
And ease the sorrows that I feel;
The wounds Thine heavy hand hath made,
O let Thy gentler touches heal!See how I pass my weary days
In sighs and groans; and when ’tis night
My bed is watered with my tears;
My grief consumes, and dims my sight.Look, how the powers of nature mourn!
How long, Almighty God, how long?
When shall Thine hour of grace return?
When shall I make Thy grace my song?I feel my flesh so near the grave,
My thoughts are tempted to despair;
But graves can never praise the Lord,
For all is dust and silence there.Depart, ye tempters, from my soul;
And all despairing thoughts, depart;
My God, who hears my humble moan,
Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 6:1] Lord, Rebuke Me Not In Anger
Lord, rebuke me not in anger,
Nor in wrath still chasten me,
Pity now and show me mercy,
Help thou my infirmity.I am vexed; no longer tarry,
Nor the way of anger take.
Lord, O Lord, my soul deliver,
Save me for Thy mercy’s sake.Shall the dead Thy Name remember?
Can they praise Thee from the grave?
Pity, Lord, my sad condition,
Lo, my bed with tears I lave.I am worn and near exhausted,
Wasted now mine eye appears;
Part from me, ye adversaries,
God hath marked my falling tears.God hath heard my supplication,
He will surely grant my plea,
Let mine enemies be routed,
Be defeated suddenly.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 6:2] Have Mercy, Lord, On Me
Have mercy, Lord, on me,
As Thou wert ever kind;
Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt,
Thy wonted mercy find.Wash off my foul offense,
And cleanse me from my sin;
For I confess my crimes, and see
How great my guilt has been.The joy Thy favor gives
Let me again obtain,
And Thy free Spirit’s firm support
My fainting soul sustain.To God the Father, Son,
And Spirit glory be,
As ’twas, and is, and shall be so
To all eternity.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 6:2] Heal Me, O My Savior
Heal me, O my Savior, heal;
Heal me as I suppliant kneel;
Heal me, and my pardon seal.Fresh the wounds that sin hath made;
Hear the prayers I oft have prayed,
And in mercy send me aid.Helpless, none can help me now;
Cheerless, none can cheer but Thou;
Suppliant, Lord, to Thee I bow.Thou the true Physician art;
Thou, O Christ, canst health impart,
Binding up the bleeding heart.Other comforters are gone;
Thou canst heal, and Thou alone;
Thou for all my sins atone.Heal me, then, my Savior, heal:
Heal me, as I suppliant kneel;
To Thy mercy I appeal.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 6:2] When My Love To God Grows Weak
When my love to God grows weak,
[or When my love to Christ grows weak]
When for deeper faith I seek,
Then in thought I go to thee,
Garden of Gethsemane.There I walk amid the shades
While the lingering twilight fades
See that suffering, friendless One,
Weeping, praying there alone.When my love for man grows weak,
When for stronger faith I seek,
Hill of Calvary, I go
To thy scenes of fear and woe.There behold His agony,
Suffered on the bitter tree;
See His anguish, see His faith,
Love triumphant still in death.Then to life I turn again,
Learning all the worth of pain,
Learning all the might that lies
In a full self sacrifice.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 6:3] Now Let Us All Arise And Sing
Now let us all arise and sing
The coming kingdom of our King,
The time when all shall brothers be,
Each loving each, all loving Thee.
How long, O Lord, O Lord, how long
Shall these Thy weak ones suffer wrong?O when shall dawn the glorious day
For which we hope and work and pray?
Dear Father, use what means Thou wilt
To cleanse our lives from greed and guilt;
Help us to put away our sin
And learn to bring Thy kingdom in.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 6:3] Return To Bless My Waiting Eyes
Return to bless my waiting eyes,
And cheer my mourning heart, O Lord!
Without Thee, all beneath the skies
No real pleasure can afford.When Thy loved presence meets my sight,
It softens care, and sweetens toil;
The sun shines forth with double light,
The whole creation wears a smile.Upon thine arm of love I rest,
Thy gracious voice forbids my fear;
No storms disturb my peaceful breast,
No foes assault when Thou art near.But ah! since Thou hast been away,
Nothing but trouble have I known;
And Satan marks me for his prey
Because he sees me left alone.My sun is hid, my comforts lost,
My graces droop, my sins revive;
Distressed, dismayed, and tempest tossed,
My soul is only just alive!Lord, hear my cry and come again!
Put all mine enemies to shame,
And let them see, ’tis not in vain
That I have trusted in Thy Name.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 6:9] Receive, O Lord, In Heaven Above
Receive, O Lord, in Heaven above
Our prayers and supplications pure;
Give us a heart all full of love
And steady courage to endure.Thy holy Name our mouths confess,
Our tongues are harps to praise Thy grace;
Forgive our sins and wickedness,
Who in this vigil seek Thy face.Let not our song become a sigh,
A wail of anguish and despair;
In lovingkindness, Lord most high,
Receive tonight our evening prayer.O raise us in that day, that we
May sing, where all Thy saints adore,
Praise to Thy Father, and to Thee,
And to Thy Spirit, evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 7:1] Jehovah, My God, On Thy Help I Depend
Jehovah, my God, on Thy help I depend;
From all that pursue me O save and defend;
Lest they like a lion should rend me at will:
While no one is near me their raging to still.When wronged without cause I have kindness returned;
But if I my neighbor maltreated and spurned,
My soul let the enemy seize for his prey,
My life and mine honor in dust let him lay.O Lord, in Thy wrath stay the rage of my foes;
Awake, and Thy judgment ordained interpose.
Let peoples surround Thee and wait at Thy feet,
While o’er them for judgment Thou takest Thy seat.All nations of men shall be judged by the Lord;
To me, O Jehovah, just judgment accord,
As faithful and righteous in life I have been,
And ever integrity cherished within.Establish the righteous, let evil depart,
For God, who is just, tries the thoughts of the heart.
In God for defense I have placed all my trust;
The upright He saves and He judges the just.The Lord with the wicked is wroth every day,
And if they repent not is ready to slay;
By manifold ruin for others prepared
They surely at last shall themselves be ensnared.Because He is righteous His praise will I sing,
Thanksgiving and honor to Him will I bring,
Will sing to the Lord on Whose grace I rely,
Extolling the Name of Jehovah Most High.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 7:1] My Trust Is In My Heavenly Friend
My trust is in my heavenly Friend,
With insolence and fury they
My hope in Thee, my God;
Rise and my helpless life defend
From those that seek my blood.
My soul in pieces tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey
When no deliverer’s near.If I had e’er provoked them first,
Or once abused my foe,
Then let him tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honor low.If there be malice found in me,
I know Thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to Thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.Arise, my God, lift up Thy hand,
Their pride and power control;
Awake to judgment and command
Deliverance for my soul.Let sinners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the dust;
Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the just?He knows the heart, He tries the reins,
He will defend th’upright:
His sharpest arrows He ordains
Against the sons of spite.For me their malice digged a pit,
But there themselves are cast;
My God makes all their mischief light
On their own heads at last.That cruel persecuting race
Must feel His dreadful sword;
Awake, my soul, and praise the grace
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[Psa 7:17] Sing Hallelujah, Praise The Lord!
Sing hallelujah, praise the Lord!
Sing with a cheerful voice;
Exalt our God with one accord,
And in His Name rejoice.
Ne’er cease to sing, thou ransomed host,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
Until in realms of endless light
Your praises shall unite.There we to all eternity
Shall join the angelic lays
And sing in perfect harmony
To God our Savior’s praise;
He hath redeemed us by His blood,
And made us kings and priests to God,
For us, for us, the Lamb was slain!
Praise ye the Lord! Amen.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 7:17] Sing Praise To The Father
Sing praise to the Father, Creator and King,
Whose mercy has taught us a new song to sing;
Who made us, and loved us though rebels and lost,
And planned our redemption at infinite cost.Refrain
Bless the Lord, bless the Lord, bless the Lord, O my soul,
For the grace that redeems, for the love that makes whole;
O come and adore him, his glories proclaim,
And worship before him—the Lord is his name!Sing praise to the Savior, Redeemer, and Friend,
For grace past all telling, for love without end;
Who stripped off his glory, put on mortal sin,
And died and was ris’n full atonement to win.Refrain
Sing praise to the Spirit, the gift of God’s love,
Who quickens our hearts with new life from above,
Who woos us, subdues us, and seals us his own,
And faultless presents us before his great throne.Refrain
Sing praise to the Father, sing praise to the Son,
Sing praise to the Spirit, great God Three in One;
The God of salvation, of glory, of grace,
Who wrought our redemption—my soul, sing his praise!Refrain
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[Psa 8:1] Almighty Ruler Of The Skies
Almighty Ruler of the skies,
Thro’ the wide earth Thy Name is spread;
And Thine eternal glories rise
O’er all the heav’ns Thy hands have made.To Thee the voices of the young
A monument of honor raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of Thy praise.Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
To still the bold blasphemer’s rage,
And all their policies confound.Children amidst Thy temple throng
To see their great Redeemer’s face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring;
Revenge sits silent in their hearts;
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 8:1] Lord, Our Lord, Thy Glorious Name
Lord, our Lord, Thy glorious Name
All Thy wondrous works proclaim;
In the heav’ns with radiant signs
Evermore Thy glory shines.
How great Thy Name!Refrain
Lord, our Lord, in all the earth,
How great Thy Name!
Thine the Name of matchless worth,
Excellent in all the earth,
How great Thy Name!Infant lips Thou dost ordain
Wrath and vengeance to restrain;
Weakest means fulfill Thy will,
Mighty enemies to still.
How great Thy Name!Refrain
Moon and stars in shining height
Nightly tell their Maker’s might;
When Thy wondrous heavens I scan,
Then I know how weak is man.
How great Thy Name!Refrain
What is man that he should be
Loved and visited by Thee,
Raised to an exalted height,
Crowned with honor in Thy sight!
How great Thy Name!Refrain
With dominion crowned he stands
O’er the creatures of Thy hands;
All to him subjection yield
In the sea and air and field,
How great Thy Name!Refrain
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[Psa 8:1] O Lord, Our Heav’nly King
O Lord, our heav’nly King,
Thy Name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o’er the heav’ns they shine.When to Thy works on high
I raise my wond’ring eyes,
I see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies.When I survey the stars,
And all their shining forms,
Lord, what is man, that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?Lord, what is worthless man,
That Thou shouldst love him so?
Next to Thine angels he is placed,
And lord of all below.Thine honors crown his head,
While beasts, like slaves, obey;
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fish that cleave the sea.How rich Thy bounties are!
And wondrous are Thy ways;
Of dust and worms Thy power can frame
A monument of praise.Out of the mouths of babes
And sucklings Thou canst draw
Surprising honors to Thy Name
And strike the world with awe.O Lord, our heav’nly King,
Thy Name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o’er the heav’ns they shine.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 8:1] O Lord, Our Lord
O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth,
How excellent Thy Name!
Thy glory Thou hast spread afar
In all the starry frame.From lips of children, Thou, O Lord,
Hast mighty strength ordained,
That adversaries should be stilled
And vengeful foes restrained.When I regard the wondrous heavens,
Thy handiwork on high,
The moon and stars ordained by Thee,
Oh, what is man! I cry.Oh, what is man, in Thy regard
To hold so large a place!
And what the son of man, that Thou
Dost visit him in grace!For Thou hast made him little less
Than Thy blest angels be;
With honor Thou hast crowned his head
And glorious dignity.On man Thy wisdom hath bestowed
A pow’r well nigh divine;
With honor Thou hast crowned his head
With glory like to Thine.Thou hast subjected all to him,
And lord of all is he,
Of flocks and herds, and beasts and birds,
And all within the sea.Thy mighty works and wondrous grace
Thy glory, Lord, proclaim.
O Lord, our Lord, in all the earth
How excellent Thy Name!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 8:2] Hosanna! Be The Children’s Song
Hosanna! be the children’s song,
To Christ, the children’s King;
His praise, to whom our souls belong,
Let all the children sing.Hoasnna! sound from hill to hill,
And spread from plain to plain,
While louder, sweeter, clearer still,
Woods echo to the strain.Hosanna! on the wings of light
O’er earth and ocean fly,
Till morn to eve, and noon to night,
And Heaven to earth, reply.Hosanna! then, our song shall be;
Hosanna to our King!
This is the children’s jubilee;
Let all the children sing.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 8:3] O Thou, To Whom All Creatures Bow
O Thou, to Whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,
Thro’ all the world, how great art Thou!
How glorious is Thy Name!When Heav’n, Thy beauteous work on high,
Employs my wondering sight;
The moon that nightly rules the sky,
With stars of feebler light;Lord, what is man, that Thou shouldst deign
To bear him in Thy mind!
Or what his race, that Thou shouldst prove
To them so wondrous kind!O Thou, to Whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,
Thro’ all the world, how great art Thou!
How glorious is Thy Name!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 8:4] Lord, What Was Man?
Lord, what was man, when made at first,
Adam the offspring of the dust,
That Thou shouldst set him and his race
But just below an angel’s place?That Thou shouldst raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below;
Make every beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet?But O! what brighter glories wait
To crown the Second Adam’s state!
What honors shall Thy Son adorn,
Who condescended to be born!See Him below His angels made;
See Him in dust amongst the dead,
To save a ruined world from sin;
But He shall reign with power divine.The world to come, redeemed from all
The mis’ries that attend the fall,
New made and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Savior’s feet.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 8:5] Go Forth To Life, O Child Of Earth
Go forth to life, O child of earth!
Still mindful of thy heav’nly birth;
Thou art not here for ease, or sin,
But manhood’s noble crown to win.Tho’ passion’s fires are in thy soul,
Thy spirit can their flames control;
Tho’ tempters strong beset thy way,
Thy spirit is more strong than they.Go on from innocence of youth
To manly purity and truth;
God’s angels still are near to save,
And God Himself doth help the brave.Then forth to life, O child of earth!
Be worthy of thy heav’nly birth!
For noble service thou art here;
Thy brothers help, thy God revere!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 9:1] O Lord Most High
O Lord most high, with all my heart
Thy wondrous works I will proclaim;
I will be glad and give Thee thanks
And sing the praises of Thy Name.The Lord, the everlasting King,
Is seated on His judgment throne;
The righteous Judge of all the world
Will make His perfect justice known.Jehovah will a refuge prove,
A refuge strong for all oppressed,
A safe retreat, where weary souls
In troublous times may surely rest.All they, O Lord, that know Thy Name
Their confidence in Thee will place,
For Thou hast ne’er forsaken them
Who earnestly have sought Thy face.Sing praises to the Lord most high;
To Him Who doth in Zion dwell;
Declare His mighty deeds abroad,
His deeds among the nations tell.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 9:1] Whole-hearted Thanksgiving To Thee I Will
Whole-hearted thanksgiving to Thee I will bring
In praise of Thy marvelous deeds I will sing;
In Thee I will joy and exultingly cry,
Thy Name I will praise, O Jehovah, Most High.Refrain
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the earth hear His voice!
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the people rejoice!
O come to Jehovah, declare ye His fame,
And give Him all honor, for just is His Name.My enemies turn and are scattered in fear,
They stumble and perish because Thou art near;
For Thou hast defended my right and my cause,
Thou sittest in judgment, upholding Thy laws.Refrain
Rebuked are the nations, the wicked destroyed;
Their memory perished, their dwelling place void;
Enthroned and eternal, Jehovah shall reign,
The peoples to judge and the right to maintain.Refrain
Thou, Lord, art a Refuge for all the oppressed,
All trust Thee who know Thee, and trusting are blest;
For never, O Lord, did Thy mercy forsake
The soul that has sought of Thy grace to partake.Refrain
Give praise to Jehovah, the mighty deeds tell
Of Him Who has chosen in Zion to dwell,
Of Him to Whom justice and vengeance belong,
Who visits the lowly and overthrows wrong.Refrain
Behold my affliction, Thy mercy accord,
And back from death’s portals restore me, O Lord,
That I in the gates of Thy Zion may raise
My song of salvation and show forth Thy praise.Refrain
The sins of the nations their ruin have wrought,
Their own evildoing destruction has brought;
In this the Lord’s justice eternally stands,
That sinners are snared in the work of their hands.Refrain
The wicked shall perish, the nations shall fall,
Forgetting their God, who is God over all;
But God will remember the prayer of the weak,
Most surely fulfilling the hope of the meek.Refrain
Arise in Thy justice, O Lord, and Thy might,
No longer let sinners prevail in Thy sight;
Great Judge of the of the nations, in judgment appear
To humble the proud and to teach them Thy fear.Refrain
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[Psa 9:1] With My Whole Heart I’ll Raise My Song
With my whole heart I’ll raise my song,
Thy wonders I’ll proclaim;
Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.I’ll sing Thy majesty and grace;
My God prepares His throne
To judge the world in righteousness,
And make His vengeance known.Then shall the Lord a refuge prove
For all the poor oppressed;
To save the people of His love,
And give the weary rest.The men that know Thy Name will trust
In Thy abundant grace;
For Thou hast ne’er forsook the just,
Who humbly seek Thy face.Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion’s hill,
Who executes His threatening word,
And doth His grace fulfill.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 9:7] Come, Let Our Souls Adore The Lord
Come, let our souls adore the Lord
Whose judgments yet delay;
Who yet suspends the lifted sword,
And gives us time to pray.Great is our guilt, our fears are great,
But let us not despair;
Still open is the mercy seat
To penitence and prayer.Kind Intercessor, to Thy love
This blessèd hope we owe;
O let Thy mercies plead above,
While we implore below!Though justice near Thy awful throne
Attends Thy dread command,
Lord, hear Thy servants, hear Thy Son,
And save a guilty land.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 9:7] O Light, From Age To Age The Same
O Light, from age to age the same,
O ever living Word,
Here have we felt Thy kindling flame,
Thy voice within have heard.Here holy thought and hymn and prayer
Have winged the Spirit’s powers,
And made these walls divinely fair,
Thy temple, Lord, and ours.O not in vain their toil who wrought
To build faith’s freer shrine;
Nor theirs whose steadfast love and thought
Have watched the fire divine.Burn, holy Fire, and shine more wide!
While nations rise and fall,
Faith, hope, and charity abide,
The heart and soul of all.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 9:9] God Our Refuge
Come now with joy and singing,
Loud hallelujahs ringing,
Our grateful tribute bringing
To our almighty Friend;
Offering with purest pleasure,
To Him the heart’s full treasure,
Whose love no thought can measure,
Whose praise shall never end.Refrain
We sing with exultation,
Lord God of our salvation;
Thou art our sure Foundation,
Our Refuge evermore.When to this Refuge flying,
Turn sinners, helpless, dying,
On Christ alone relying,
No harm can reach them there;
When floods of grief are dashing,
And waves of sorrow splashing,
Light to the soul comes flashing—
God’s smile through dark despair.Refrain
In waking or in sleeping,
Bright days, or nights of weeping,
Our souls are in Thy keeping
While here we wait below;
In Thee alone abiding,
And in Thy love confiding,
Safe when Thy hand is guiding,
We’ll ever gladly go.Refrain
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[Psa 9:10] He’ll Walk With Me All The Way
I know that my Savior will never forsake,
I know that my faith in Him never will shake;
My journey a pathway of gladness He’ll make,
He’ll walk with me all the way.Refrain
He’ll walk with me all the way,
He’ll walk with me all the way.
He’ll help me o’er sin the vict’ry to win,
And walk with me all the way.He’ll lead me in paths that are pleasant and green,
And show me new glories, so long since unseen;
His hand will I hold all secure and serene,
He’ll walk with me all the way.Refrain
My eyes will new beauty and glory perceive,
As daily His blessing life’ tangles unweave;
I’ll hold to His hand and no more let Him leave;
He’ll walk with me all the way.Refrain
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[Psa 9:11] Around The Throne Of God A Band
Around the throne of God a band
Of bright and glorious angels stand;
Sweet harps within their hands they hold,
And on their heads are crowns of gold.Some wait around Him ready still
To sing His praise and do His will,
And some, when He commands them, go
To guard His servants here below.Lord, give Thine angels every day
Command to guard us on our way,
And bid them every evening keep
Their watch around us while we sleep.So shall no wicked thing draw near
To do us harm or cause us fear;
And we shall dwell, when life is past,
With angels round Thy throne at last.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 9:11] Lord In Zion Reigneth, The
The Lord in Zion reigneth, let all the world rejoice,
And come before His throne of grace with tuneful heart and voice;
The Lord in Zion reigneth, and there His praise shall ring,
To Him shall princes bend the knee and kings their glory bring.The Lord in Zion reigneth, and who so great as He?
The depths of earth are in His hands; He rules the mighty sea.
O crown His Name with honor, and let His standard wave,
Till distant isles beyond the deep shall own His power to save.The Lord in Zion reigneth, these hours to Him belong;
O enter now His temple gates, and fill His courts with song;
Beneath His royal banner let every creature fall,
Exalt the King of heaven and earth, and crown Him Lord of all.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 9:11] Through The Night Thy Angels Kept
Through the night Thy angels kept
Watch beside me while I slept;
Now the dark has passed away,
Thank Thee, Lord, for this new day.North and south and east and west
May Thy holy Name be blest;
Everywhere beneath the sun,
As in Heaven, Thy will be done.Give me food that I may live;
Every naughtiness forgive;
Keep all evil things away
From Thy little child this day.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 9:12] When The Great Judge
When the great Judge, supreme and just,
Shall once inquire for blood,
The humble souls that mourn in dust
Shall find a faithful God.He from the dreadful gates of death
Does His own children raise;
In Zion’s gates, with cheerful breath,
They sing their Father’s praise.His foes shall fall, with heedless feet,
Into the pit they made;
And sinners perish in the net
That their own hands had spread.Thus, by Thy judgments, mighty God,
Are Thy deep counsels known;
When men of mischief are destroyed,
The snare must be their own.The wicked shall sink down to hell;
Thy wrath devour the lands
That dare forget Thee, or rebel
Against Thy known commands.Though saints to sore distress are brought,
And wait and long complain,
Their cries shall not be still forgot,
Nor shall their hopes be vain.Rise, great Redeemer, from Thy seat,
To judge and save the poor;
Let nations tremble at Thy feet,
And man prevail no more.Thy thunder shall affright the proud,
And put their hearts to pain;
Make them confess that Thou art God,
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[Psa 10:1] O Why So Far Removed
O why so far removed, O Lord,
And why so distant be;
Why hidest Thou Thy face from us
In our anxiety?The wicked in unholy pride
The lowly poor oppress;
Let them be taken in the snare
Of their own craftiness.The wicked in his arrogance
Refuses God to fear,
Nor is it in his thoughts at all
The sovereign God to hear.His ways are grievous and Thy laws
Too high for him to see;
He therefore his defiance bids,
And taunts his enemy.For he within his heart has said,
I suffer no distress,
Adversity comes not to me,
I still have had success.In cursing and deceit and fraud
His tongue is ever skilled;
With festering iniquity
His mouth is ever filled.He lurks in village hiding place,
And in dark corners bent,
He watches for the humble poor,
To seize the innocent.In stealth he cowers covertly
As lion in his lair,
That he may pounce upon the poor,
And catch him in his snare.He crouches low so that the poor
To his strong friends may fall,
And tells himself that God forgets
Or sees it not at all.Arise, O Lord, and lift Thy hand,
The poor in memory keep.
How can the wicked blaspheme God
And say He is asleep?For surely Thou dost see, O Lord,
Dost see the sin and spite;
And when the helpless look to Thee
Thou dost their wrong requite.Break Thou the force of evil men,
Befriend the fatherless,
Trace out the wicked everywhere,
Uproot their wickedness.The Lord our God is sovereign still,
The heathen all are slain.
Thou, Lord, hast heard the suppliant’s prayer
And dost his heart sustain.No more shall boasting arrogance
Or taunting pride oppress;
The poor and orphaned Thou wilt hear
And judge with righteousness.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 10:1] Wherefore Is It That Thou, O Lord
Wherefore is it that Thou, O Lord,
Dost stand from us afar?
And wherefore hidest Thou Thyself,
When times so troublous are?The wicked in his loftiness
Doth persecute the poor:
In these devices they have fram’d
Let them be taken sure.The wicked of his heart’s desire
Doth talk with boasting great;
He blesseth him that’s covetous,
Whom yet the Lord doth hate.The wicked, through his pride of face,
On God he doth not call;
And in the counsels of his heart
The Lord is not at all.His ways they always grievous are;
Thy judgments from his sight
Removèd are: at all his foes
He puffeth with despight.Within his heart he thus hath said,
I shall not movèd be;
And no adversity at all
Shall ever come to me.His mouth with cursing, fraud, deceit,
Is fill’d abundantly;
And underneath his tongue there is
Mischief and vanity.He closely sits in villages;
He slays the innocent:
Against the poor that pass him by
His cruel eyes are bent.He, lion-like, lurks in his den;
He waits the poor to take;
And when he draws him in his net,
His prey he doth him make.Himself he humbleth very low,
He croucheth down withal,
That so a multitude of poor
May by his strong ones fall.He thus hath said within his heart,
The Lord hath quite forgot;
He hides His countenance, and He
For ever sees it not.O Lord, do Thou arise; O God,
Lift up Thine hand on high:
Put not the meek afflicted ones
Out of Thy memory.Why is it that the wicked man
Thus doth the Lord despise?
Because that God will it require
He in his heart denies.Thou hast it seen; for their mischief
And spite Thou wilt repay:
The poor commits himself to Thee;
Thou art the orphan’s stay.The arm break of the wicked man,
And of the evil one;
Do Thou seek out his wickedness,
Until Thou findest none.The Lord is King through ages all,
Ev’n to eternity;
The heathen people from His land
Are perish’d utterly.O Lord, of those that humble are
Thou the desire didst hear;
Thou wilt prepare their heart, and Thou
To hear wilt bend Thine ear;To judge the fatherless, and those
That are oppressèd sore;
That man, that is but sprung of earth,
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[Psa 10:1] Why Dost Thou Stand Afar
Why dost Thou stand afar,
O Lord, in our distress?
And why dost Thou conceal Thyself
When troublous times oppress?Do Thou, O Lord, arise;
O God, lift up Thy hand;
Forget Thou not the suffering poor,
The humble in the land.Their foes Thou dost behold,
Their wrongs Thou wilt repay;
The poor commit themselves to Thee,
Thou art the orphans’ stay.Thou, Lord, hast heard their prayer
When humble hearts drew nigh;
Thou also wilt revive their strength
And ever hear their cry.Defend the fatherless,
And all who are oppressed,
That they by human pride and power
May be no more distressed.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 10:1] Why Doth The Lord Stand Off So Far?
Why doth the Lord stand off so far?
And why conceal His face,
When great calamities appear,
And times of deep distress?Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and Thy power?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still Thy saints devour?They put Thy judgments from their sight,
And then insult the poor;
They boast in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.Arise, O God, lift up Thine hand,
Attend our humble cry;
No enemy shall dare to stand
When God ascends on high.Why do the men of malice rage,
And say, with foolish pride,
“The God of Heav’n will ne’er engage
To fight on Zion’s side?”But Thou forever art our Lord;
And powerful is Thine hand,
As when the heathens felt Thy sword,
And perished from Thy land.Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And cause Thine ear to hear;
He hearkens what His children say,
And puts the world in fear.Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just;
And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 10:1] Why Standest Thou Afar, O Lord?
Why standest Thou afar, O Lord,
Why art Thou hid in trouble’s hour?
The wicked persecute the poor
In haughty pride and reckless power.Let their devices work their fall,
For in their shame is all their pride;
And while they seek unrighteous gain
The Lord of justice is defied.The wicked thinks, in foolish pride,
There is no God Who will repay;
He has no fear of God or man
Because God’s judgments long delay.Unmoved by fear of coming doom,
On fraud and wickedness intent,
With craft he lurks and waits to catch
The helpless and the innocent.A lion crouching for his prey,
He waits the poor to overthrow;
He thinks that God remembers not,
Or hides His face and will not know.Arise, O Lord, lift up Thy hand,
O God, protect the poor and meek;
Why should the proud Thy justice doubt,
And words of bold defiance speak?O Lord, Thou wilt indeed requite,
The sin and sorrow Thou dost see;
The helpless and the fatherless
Commit themselves, O Lord, to Thee.Break Thou the power of wicked men
And let their works no longer stand,
The Lord is King forevermore,
Who drove the nations from His land.Lord, Thou hast heard the lowly prayer,
The fainting heart Thou wilt restore,
The helpless cause Thou wilt maintain,
That mortal man may boast no more.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 10:2] O God, The Help Of All Thy Saints
O God, the help of all Thy saints,
Our hope in time of ill:
We trust Thee, though Thy face be hid,
And seek Thy presence still.Why should the men of pride and sin
Thy truth and power defy;
And boast, as if their evil way
Were hidden from Thine eye?Lord, Thou hast seen; arise and save.
To Thee our cause we bring;
Reign Thou in righteousness and power,
For Thou alone art King.All our desires to Thee are known;
Thy help is ever near;
O first prepare our hearts to pray,
And then accept our prayer!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 10:16] Around The Savior’s Lofty Throne
Around the Savior’s lofty throne
Ten thousand times ten thousand sing;
They worship Him as God alone,
And crown Him—everlasting King.Approach, ye saints! this God is yours;
’Tis Jesus fills the throne above:
Ye cannot want while God endures;
Ye cannot fail while God is love.Jesus, Thou everlasting King!
To Thee the praise of Heaven belongs;
Yet, smile on us who fain would bring
The tribute of our humble songs.Though sin defile our worship here,
We hope ere long Thy face to view;
And when our souls in Heaven appear,
We’ll praise Thy Name as angels do.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 10:16] Christ The Lord Is King
Shout for joy, ye holy throng,
Christ the Lord is King;
Angel harps, the sound prolong,
Christ the Lord is King.Refrain
Bear the news from pole to pole,
Spread the truth from sea to sea,
Lo! the Prince of life and glory
King of Heav’n and earth shall be.Shout for joy, ye nations all,
Christ the Lord is King;
Crowns before His throne shall fall,
Christ the Lord is King.Refrain
He Who rent the boasting grave,
Christ the Lord is King;
He Who lives the lost to save,
Christ the Lord is King.Refrain
Shout for joy, ye realms of night,
Christ the Lord is King;
Hail the beams of Gospel light,
Christ the Lord is King.Refrain
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[Psa 10:16] Lord Is King!, The (conder)
The Lord is King! lift up thy voice,
O earth; and all ye heav’ns, rejoice!
From world to world the joy shall ring,
“The Lord omnipotent is King.”The Lord is King! who then shall dare
Resist His will, distrust His care,
Or murmur at His wise decrees,
Or doubt His royal promises?The Lord is King! Child of the dust,
The Judge of all the earth is just;
Holy and true are all His ways;
Let every creature speak His praise.O when His wisdom can mistake,
His might decay, His love forsake,
Then may His children cease to sing,
“The Lord omnipotent is King!”Alike pervaded by His eye,
All parts of His dominion lie;
This world of ours, and worlds unseen,
And thin the boundary between.He reigns! ye saints, exalt your strains;
Your God is King, your Father reigns;
And He is at the Father’s side,
The Man of love, the Crucified.Come, make your wants, your burdens known;
He will present them at the throne;
And angel bands are waiting there
His messages of love to bear.One Lord, one empire, all secures;
He reigns, and life and death are yours:
Through earth and Heav’n one song shall ring,
“The Lord omnipotent is King!”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 10:16] Lord Is King!, The (crosby)
Hear the everlasting song,
Breaking thro’ the sky:
“Glory, glory be to God,
To God on high!”
Thro’ the blessèd courts of light
Saints and angels, joyful singing,
Strike their harps and shout aloud,
“The Lord is King!”Hear the loud triumphant song,
O’er the world resound:
Like a mighty ocean rolls
The glad, glad sound:
“Hallelujah! praise the Lord!”
Distant climes His triumph singing,
Lift their voice and shout aloud,
“The Lord is King!”Praise the blessèd Three in One,
All ye heav’nly host:
Praise the Father, praise the Son,
And Holy Ghost!
As it was in all the past,
Through eternal ages ringing,
Ransomed ones shall still proclaim,
“The Lord is King!”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 10:16] Lord Is King!, The (terry)
The Lord is King! I own His pow’r,
His right to rule each day and hour;
I own His claim on heart and will,
And His demands I would fulfill.He claims my heart, to keep it clean
From all defiling taint of sin;
He claims my will, that I may prove
How swift obedience answers love.He claims my hands for active life
In noble deeds and worthy strife;
He claims my feet, that in His ways
I may walk boldly all my days.He claims my lips, that purest word
In all my converse may be heard;
My motives, passions, thoughts, that these
My inner life, my King may please.He claims the brightness of my youth,
My earnest strivings after truth,
My joys, my toil, my craftsman’s skill;
All have their place, and serve His will.O Lord my King, I turn to Thee;
Thy loyal service makes me free;
My daily task Thou shalt assign;
For heart and will and life are Thine.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 10:16] Make Christ King
Hark to the call of the New Crusade,
Christ over all will King be made;
Out to the world let the challenge ring:
Make Christ King!Refrain
Hail to the King of kings! Triumphant Redeemer!
On march the soldiers of the New Crusade.
This is the battle cry: Christ made the King!
And to our Sov’reign we allegiance bring;
Prince, Guide and Counselor He shall be.
Carry the standard to victory!
Hail to the call of the New Crusade:
Make Christ King!Strong is the foe of the New Crusade,
Sin in its armor is well arrayed;
Into the fight we our best must fling:
Make Christ King!Refrain
Come, in His Name join the pilgrim throng,
Stand for the right, and down the wrong;
Glory to god, let the chorus sing,
Make Christ King!Refrain
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