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Psalms 71:2

[Psa 71:2] Eternal Father, Strong To Save 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Eternal Father, strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who biddest the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!

O Christ! Whose voice the waters heard
And hushed their raging at Thy Word,
Who walked on the foaming deep,
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!

Most Holy Spirit! Who didst brood
Upon the chaos dark and rude,
And bid its angry tumult cease,
And give, for wild confusion, peace;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!

O Trinity of love and power!
Our family shield in danger’s hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect us wheresoever we go;
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.

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source: Cyberhymnal

[Psa 71:2] Strong, Righteous Man Of Galilee 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Strong, righteous Man of Galilee,
Robed with Thy peace we follow Thee:
In temple court, Thy cleansing rod;
On Pharisees, the scorn of God.
Robed with Thy peace we follow Thee,
Strong, righteous Man of Galilee.

Firm, peaceful Man of Galilee,
Girt with Thy strength we follow Thee:
Not to revenge, but heal and pray,
To turn the cheek and tribute pay:
Girt with Thy strength we follow Thee,
Firm, peaceful Man of Galilee.

Calm, suffering Man of Galilee,
Clad in Thy grace we follow Thee:
Love at the well, share Martha’s loss,
Forgive the nails, and take the cross.
Clad in Thy grace we follow Thee,
Calm, suffering Man of Galilee.

God’s peaceful Man of Galilee,
Love’s triumph, we shall follow Thee:
To crumble every boundary wall,
Build highways to the hearts of all.
Love’s triumph, we shall follow Thee,
God’s peaceful Man of Galilee.

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Psalms 15:1

[Psa 15:1] Lord, Who Shall Come To Thee 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

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 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

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? 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

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? 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

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? 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

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 16:1

[Psa 16:1] God, Keep Me Safe 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

God, keep me safe; in You I refuge take.
You are my Lord; I have no good elsewhere.
The hearts of all idolaters will ache;
In all their sacrifices I’ll not share.

Lord, my inheritance You have assigned;
You guard what’s mine and make me feel secure.
Your boundary lines are pleasant to my mind;
Your future blessings will bring joy for sure.

Lord, I will praise You for Your counsel wise;
Even at night my heart tells me Your way.
I’ll always set You first before my eyes;
You’re right beside me; I won’t be afraid.

My heart is glad; my tongue rejoices e’er;
I know You will not leave me when I die.
The path of life to me You will declare;
You’ll fill me with eternal joy on high.

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[Psa 16:1] O God, Preserve Me 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

O God, preserve me, for in Thee
Alone my trust has stood;
My soul has said, Thou art my Lord,
My chief and only good.

I love Thy saints, who fear Thy Name,
And walk as in Thy sight;
They are the excellent of earth,
In them is my delight.

Their sorrows shall be multiplied
Who worship aught but Thee;
I share not in their offerings,
Nor join their company.

The Lord is mine inheritance,
The Lord alone remains
The fullness of my cup of bliss;
The Lord my lot maintains.

The lines are fallen unto me
In places large and fair;
A goodly heritage is mine,
Marked out with gracious care.

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[Psa 16:1] Preserve Me, Lord 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Preserve me, Lord, in time of need;
For succor to Thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead:
My goodness cannot reach to Thee.

Oft have my heart and tongue confessed
How empty and how poor I am;
My praise can never make Thee blessed,
Nor add new glories to Thy Name.

Yet, Lord, Thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do;
These are the company I keep,
These are the choicest friends I know.

Let others choose the songs of mirth
To give a relish to their wine;
I love the men of heav’nly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine.

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[Psa 16:1] To Thee, O Lord, I Fly 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

To Thee, O Lord, I fly
And on Thy help depend;
Thou art my Lord and King most high;
Do Thou my soul defend.
A heritage for me
Jehovah will remain;
My portion rich and full is He,
My right He will maintain.

The lot to me that fell
Is beautiful and fair;
The heritage in which I dwell
Is good beyond compare.
I praise the Lord above
Whose counsel guides aright;
My heart instructs me in His love
In seasons of the night.

I keep before me still
The Lord Whom I have proved;
At my right hand He guards from ill,
And I shall not be moved.
Life’s pathway Thou wilt show,
To Thy right hand wilt guide,
Where streams of pleasure ever flow,
And boundless joys abide.

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Psalms 17:1-4

[Psa 17:1] Lord, Hear The Right 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Lord, hear the right, regard my cry,
My prayer from lips sincere,
Send Thine approval from on high,
My righteousness make clear.
Thou in the night my heart hast tried,
Nor found it turned from Thee aside.

With steadfast courage I design
No wrong to speak or do;
Thy path of life I choose for mine
And walk with purpose true.
For help, O God, I cry to Thee,
Assured that Thou wilt answer me.

O Thou that ever savest those
Whose trust on Thee is stayed,
Preserving them from all their foes
By Thine almighty aid,
Let me Thy lovingkindness see,
Thy wondrous mercy, full and free.

O guard me well as one would guard
The apple of the eye;
While deadly foes are pressing hard,
To Thee, to Thee I cry;
Do Thou my rest and refuge be,
O let Thy wings o’ershadow me.

Mine enemy, grown strong in pride,
Would take my life away,
A lion lurking by my side,
Most greedy for his prey.
Confront and cast him down, O Lord,
From evil save me by Thy sword.

Defend me from the men of pride,
Whose portion is below,
Who, with life’s treasures satisfied,
No better portion know;
They, with earth’s joys and wealth content,
Must leave them all when life is spent.

When I in righteousness at last
Thy glorious face shall see,
When all the weary night is past,
And I awake with Thee
To view the glories that abide,
Then, then I shall be satisfied.

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[Psa 17:1] Sweet Savior! In Thy Pitying Grace 'Hover on the song's title to listen the music'

Sweet Savior! in Thy pitying grace
Thy sweetness to our souls impart;
Thou only Lover of our race
Give healing to the wounded heart;
Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry,
And save us, Jesu! lest we die.

Long-suffering Jesu! hear our prayer
Who weep before Thee in our shame;
We have no hope but Thee; O spare,
Lord, spare us from th’undying flame;
Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry,
And save us, Jesu! lest we die.

All we have broken Thy command;
Lord, help us for Thy mercies’ sake;
Deliver us from Satan’s hand,
And safely to Thy kingdom take;
Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry,
And save us, Jesu! lest we die.

We flee for refuge to Thy love,
Salvation of the helpless soul;
Pour down Thy radiance from above,
And make these sin-worn spirits whole:
Oh! hear Thy contrite servants’ cry,
And save us, Jesu! lest we die.

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source: Cyberhymnal