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Hymns

Psalms 55:16-17

• [Psa 55:17] On God Alone My Soul Relies

  On God alone my soul relies, And He will soon relieve; The Lord will hear my plaintive cries At morning, noon, and eve. He has redeemed my soul in peace, From conflict set me free; My many foes are made to cease, And strive no more with me. The living God in righteousness Will recompense with shame The men, who hardened by success, Forget to fear His Name. All treacherous friends who overreach And break their plighted troth, Who hide their hate with honeyed speech With such the Lord is wroth. Upon the Lord thy burden cast To Him bring all thy care; He will sustain and hold thee fast, And give thee strength to bear. God will not let His saints be moved; Protected, they will shall see Their foes cut off and sin reproved; O God, I trust in Thee.

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Psalms 69:12-13

• [Psa 69:13] In Full Assurance Of Thy Grace

  In full assurance of Thy grace To Thee my prayers ascend In Thine abounding love and truth, O God, salvation send. Preserve my sinking soul, I pray, From tides of hatred save; Let not the waters overflow, Redeem me from the grave. Because Thy mercy, Lord, is good, O answer me in grace, And in the riches of Thy love O turn to me Thy face. Hide not Thy face from my distress, A speedy answer send; Draw near to me, my soul redeem, From all my foes defend. Well known to Thee is my reproach, My shame and my disgrace, The adversaries of my soul Are all before Thy face. My heart is broken by reproach, My soul is full of grief; I looked in vain for comforters, For pity and relief. They gave me bitter gall for food, And taunting words they spake, They gave me vinegar to drink, My burning thirst to slake. Their peace and plenty be their snare, In blindness let them grope; Thine indignation on them pour, And desolate their hope. Because they proudly persecute Those whom Thou, Lord, dost smite, Let them be blotted from Thy book And banished from Thy sight.

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Psalms 15:1

• [Psa 15:1] Lord, Who Shall Come To Thee

  Lord, who shall come to Thee, And stand before Thy face? Who shall abide, a welcome guest, Within Thy holy place? The man of upright life, Sincere in word and deed, Who slanders neither friend nor foe, Nor idle tales will heed. Who honors godly men, But scorns the false and vile, Who keeps his promised word to all, Though loss be his the while. Who loves not usury, Nor takes a base reward; Unmoved forever he shall be, And stand before the Lord.

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• [Psa 15:1] Who, O Lord, With Thee Abiding

  Who, O Lord, with Thee abiding, In Thy House shall be Thy guest? Who, his feet to Zion turning, In Thy holy hill shall rest? He that ever walks uprightly, Does the right without a fear, When he speaks, he speaks not lightly, But with truth and love sincere. He that slanders not his brother, Does not evil to a friend; To reproaches of another He refuses to attend. Wicked men win not his favor, But the good who fear the Lord; From his vow he will not waver, Though it bring him sad reward. Freely to the needy lending, No excess he asks again; And the innocent befriending, He desires not praise of men. Doing this, and evil spurning, He shall nevermore be moved; This the man with Thee sojourning, This the man by Thee approved.

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• [Psa 15:1] Who Shall Ascend Thy Heav’nly Place?

  Who shall ascend Thy heav’nly place, Great God, and dwell before Thy face? The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below. Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, Whose lips still speak the thing they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vents it to his neighbor’s hurt: Sinners of state he can despise, But saints are honored in his eyes. Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good; Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears. He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold; While others gripe and grind the poor, Sweet charity attends his door. He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone: This is the man Thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with Thee.

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• [Psa 15:1] Who Shall Inhabit In Thy Hill?

  Who shall inhabit in Thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near His throne of grace? The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands; That trusts his Maker’s promises, And follows His commands. He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue; Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbor wrong. The wealthy sinner he contemns, Loves all that fear the Lord; And though to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word. His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never gripe the poor: This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his Heav’n secure.

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• [Psa 15:1] 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.

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Psalms 15:1

• [Psa 15:1] Lord, Who Shall Come To Thee

  Lord, who shall come to Thee, And stand before Thy face? Who shall abide, a welcome guest, Within Thy holy place? The man of upright life, Sincere in word and deed, Who slanders neither friend nor foe, Nor idle tales will heed. Who honors godly men, But scorns the false and vile, Who keeps his promised word to all, Though loss be his the while. Who loves not usury, Nor takes a base reward; Unmoved forever he shall be, And stand before the Lord.

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• [Psa 15:1] Who, O Lord, With Thee Abiding

  Who, O Lord, with Thee abiding, In Thy House shall be Thy guest? Who, his feet to Zion turning, In Thy holy hill shall rest? He that ever walks uprightly, Does the right without a fear, When he speaks, he speaks not lightly, But with truth and love sincere. He that slanders not his brother, Does not evil to a friend; To reproaches of another He refuses to attend. Wicked men win not his favor, But the good who fear the Lord; From his vow he will not waver, Though it bring him sad reward. Freely to the needy lending, No excess he asks again; And the innocent befriending, He desires not praise of men. Doing this, and evil spurning, He shall nevermore be moved; This the man with Thee sojourning, This the man by Thee approved.

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• [Psa 15:1] Who Shall Ascend Thy Heav’nly Place?

  Who shall ascend Thy heav’nly place, Great God, and dwell before Thy face? The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below. Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, Whose lips still speak the thing they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vents it to his neighbor’s hurt: Sinners of state he can despise, But saints are honored in his eyes. Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good; Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears. He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold; While others gripe and grind the poor, Sweet charity attends his door. He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone: This is the man Thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with Thee.

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• [Psa 15:1] Who Shall Inhabit In Thy Hill?

  Who shall inhabit in Thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near His throne of grace? The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands; That trusts his Maker’s promises, And follows His commands. He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue; Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbor wrong. The wealthy sinner he contemns, Loves all that fear the Lord; And though to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word. His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never gripe the poor: This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his Heav’n secure.

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• [Psa 15:1] 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.

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Daniel 6:10

• [Dan 6:10] Brave Daniel

  With the window open wide, And the foe so near, Daniel bows before his God, Without doubt or fear. Refrain Brave Daniel! brave Daniel! Ever good and true; If, like him, to God we’re faithful, He’ll bring us safely through. Hark! the voice of prayer and praise, Full of joy and peace; King’s decree and lion’s den Cannot make it cease! Refrain In the lion’s den, behold, Daniel sweetly sleeps; While the guardian angel there, Holy vigil keeps. Refrain God is watching o’er His own, With all-seeing eye; Vainly foes against them rage; They but rage—and die. Refrain

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• [Dan 6:10] Do You See The Hebrew Captive Kneeling?

  Do you see the Hebrew captive kneeling, At morning, noon and night, to pray? In his chamber he remembers Zion, Though in exile far away. Refrain Are your windows open toward Jerusalem, Though as captives here, a “little while” we stay? For the coming of the King in His glory Are you watching day by day? Refrain Do not fear to tread the fiery furnace, Nor shrink the lion’s den to share; For the God of Daniel will deliver, He will send His angel there. Refrain Children of the living God, take courage, Your great deliverance sweetly sing. Set your faces toward the hill of Zion, Thence to hail your coming King. Refrain

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Luke 23:34

• [Luk 23:34] Blessed Redeemer (christiansen)

  Up Calvary’s mountain, one dreadful morn, Walked Christ my Savior, weary and worn; Facing for sinners death on the cross, That He might save them from endless loss. Refrain Blessèd Redeemer! Precious Redeemer! Seems now I see Him on Calvary’s tree; Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading, Blind and unheeding—dying for me! “Father forgive them!” thus did He pray, E’en while His lifeblood flowed fast away; Praying for sinners while in such woe No one but Jesus ever loved so. Refrain O how I love Him, Savior and Friend, How can my praises ever find end! Through years unnumbered on Heaven’s shore, My tongue shall praise Him forevermore. Refrain

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• [Luk 23:34] Father, Forgive, The Savior Said

  “Father, forgive,” the Savior said “They know not what they do”; His heart was moved when thus He prayed For me, my friends, and you. He saw, that as the Jews abused And crucified His flesh, So He, by us, would be refused, And crucified afresh. Through love of sin, we long were prone To act as Satan bid; But now, with grief and shame we own, We knew not what we did. We knew not the desert of sin, Nor Whom we thus defied; Nor where our guilty souls had been, If Jesus had not died. We knew not what a law we broke, How holy, just and pure! Nor what a God we durst provoke, But thought ourselves secure. But Jesus all our guilt foresaw, And shed His precious blood To satisfy the holy law, And make our peace with God. My sin, dear Savior, made Thee bleed, Yet didst Thou pray for me! I knew not what I did, indeed, When ignorant of Thee.

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• [Luk 23:34] Forgive Them, O My Father

  “Forgive them, O my Father, They know not what they do.” The Savior spoke in anguish, As sharp iron nails went through. No word of anger spoke He To them that shed His blood, But prayer and tenderest pity Large as the love of God. For me was that compassion, For me that tender care; I need His wide forgiveness As much as any there. It was my pride and hardness That hung Him on the tree; Those cruel nails, O Savior, Were driven in by me. And often I have slighted Thy gentle voice that said: Forgive me too, Lord Jesus, I knew not what I did. O depth of sweet compassion! O love divine and true! Save Thou the souls that slight Thee, And know not what they do.

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• [Luk 23:34] Jesus, In Thy Dying Woes

  Jesus, in Thy dying woes, Even while Thy lifeblood floes, Craving pardon for Thy foes; Hear us, holy Jesus. Savior, for our pardon sue, When our sins Thy pangs renew, For we know not what we do: Hear us, holy Jesus. O may we, who mercy need, Be like Thee in heart and deed, When with wrong our spirits bleed: Hear us, holy Jesus. Jesus, pitying the sighs Of the thief, who near Thee dies, Promising him paradise; Hear us, holy Jesus. May we, in our guilt and shame, Still Thy love and mercy claim, Calling humbly on Thy Name: Hear us, holy Jesus. O remember us who pine, Looking from our cross to Thine; Cheer our souls with hope divine: Hear us, holy Jesus. Jesus, loving to the end Her whose heart Thy sorrows rend, And Thy dearest human friend: Hear us, holy Jesus. May we in Thy sorrows share, And for Thee all peril dare, And enjoy Thy tender care: Hear us, holy Jesus. May we all Thy loved ones be, All one holy family, Loving for the love of Thee, Hear us, holy Jesus. Jesus, whelmed in fears unknown, With our evil left alone, While no light from Heav’n is shown: Hear us, holy Jesus. Though no Father seem to hear, Though no light our spirits cheer, Tell our faith that God is near: Hear us, holy Jesus. Jesus, in Thy thirst and pain, While Thy wounds Thy lifeblood drain, Thirsting more our love to gain: Hear us, holy Jesus. Thirst for us in mercy still; All Thy holy work fulfill; Satisfy Thy loving will: Hear us, holy Jesus. May we thirst Thy love to know; Lead us in our sin and woe Where the healing waters flow: Hear us, holy Jesus. Jesus, all our ransom paid, All Thy Father’s will obeyed, All Thy suff’rings perfect made: Hear us, holy Jesus. Save us in our soul’s distress, Be our help to cheer and bless, While we grow in holiness: Hear us, holy Jesus. Jesus, all Thy labor vast, All Thy woe and conflict past, Yielding up Thy soul at last: Hear us, holy Jesus. When the death shades round us lower, Guard us from the temper’s power, Keep us in that trial hour: Hear us, holy Jesus. May Thy life and death supply Grace to live and grace to die, Grace to reach the home on high: Hear us, holy Jesus.

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• [Luk 23:34] O Word Of Pity, For Our Pardon Pleading

  O word of pity, for our pardon pleading, Breathed in the hour of loneliness and pain; O voice, which through the ages interceding, Calls us to fellowship with God again. O word of comfort, through the silence stealing, As the dread act of sacrifice began; O infinite compassion, still revealing The infinite forgiveness won for man. O word of hope to raise us nearer heaven, When courage fails us and when faith is dim; The souls for whom Christ prays to Christ are given, To find their pardon and their joy in Him. O Intercessor, who art ever living To plead for dying souls that they may live, Teach us to know our sin which needs forgiving, Teach us to know the love which can forgive.

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