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Psalms 4:3
Hymns
Psalms 4:3
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[Psa 4:3] Lord, Thou Wilt Hear Me When I Pray
Lord, Thou wilt hear me when I pray, I am forever Thine; I fear before Thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. And while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free, ’Tis sweet conversing on my bed, With my own heart and Thee. I pay this evening sacrifice: And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon Thy grace alone. Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, I’ll give mine eyes to sleep; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. |
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[Psa 4:3] On The Good And Faithful
On the good and faithful God has set His love; When they call He sends them blessings from above. Stand in awe, and sin not, bid your heart be still; Through the silent watches think upon His will. Lay upon God’s altar good and loving deeds, And in all things trust Him to supply your needs. Anxious and despairing, many walk in night; But to those that fear Him God will send His light. In God’s love abiding, I have joy and peace More than all the wicked, though their wealth increase. In His care confiding, I will sweetly sleep. For the Lord, my Savior, will in safety keep. |
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Psalms 4:8
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[Psa 4:8] Through The Day Thy Love Has Spared Us
Through the day Thy love has spared us; Now we lay us down to rest; Through the silent watches guard us, Let no foe our peace molest; Jesus, Thou our Guardian be; Sweet it is to trust in Thee. Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, Dwelling in the midst of foes; Us and ours preserve from dangers; In Thine arms may we repose. And, when life’s sad day is past, Rest with Thee in Heav’n at last. |
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[Psa 4:8] While Sinks Our Land To Realms Of Night
While sinks our land to realms of night, And twilight skies grow dim, We raise again our joyful hearts Our parting evening hymn. We bless Thee for the warm, rich glow Of this our hallowed day, And for the love that year by year Shines o’er our onward way. And now, O Father, from on high List to our evening prayer, Shed o’er our hearts a blissful calm, And keep us in Thy care. |
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