Kidung Jemaat

Psalms 16:11

• Agungkan Allahmu [KJ.72] ( The God of Abraham Praise / Yigdol )

  1. Agungkan Allahmu, junjungan Abraham, Yang takhta rahmatNya teguh, Sang Raja Am! Yang Ada, Yang Esa, dipuji, disembah di sorga dan di dunia selamanya!	Mzm 95-99 1 Tim 6:15-16 Mzm 69:35 Mzm 148
  2. Agungkan Allahmu, Junjungan Abraham dan sumber sukacitaku, tempat tent'ram. Kutolak dunia dan harkat yang semu; Allahku harta yang baka, Perisaiku!	Mzm 16:5, 11 Mzm 73:26
  3. Terjamin janjiNya dan itu kupegang: di sayap rajawalilah 'ku masuk t'rang. K'lak tampak wajahNya, Kupuji kuasaNya dan menyanyikan rahmatNya selamanya.	Yes 40:31
  4. Di negeri baka bertakhta Pemenang Sang Raja Damai Dialah dan Raja T'rang Kekal kuasaNya di Sion yang cerlang Bersama orang suciNya yang t'lah menang	Yl 3:17 Mi 4:7 Ibr 12:22-23
  5. Yang sudah ditebus memuji Tuhannya, "Sang Bapa, Putra, Roh Kudus terpujilah!" Ya Allah Abraham, Kau juga Allahku; 'ku sujud dan penuh iman memujimu.	Mat 3:9 Gal 3:8, 14, 29
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• Yang Mau Dibimbing oleh Tuhan [KJ.379]

  1. Yang mau dibimbing oleh Tuhan dan berharap tak henti, akan mendapat pertolongan, bahkan di saat terpedih. Tuhanlah dasar imannya, bukanlah pasir alasnya.	Mat 7:24-27
  2. Apa gunanya tawar hati, hanya menangis tersedu? Apa gunanya tiap pagi kita mulai berkeluh? Jikalau kita bersedih, tambah berat beban salib.
  3. Biar jiwamu kautenangkan, tabahkan hati yang sendu: Yang Mahatahu kauandalkan, kasihNya cukup bagimu. Tuhan telah memilihmu dan Ia tahu yang kau perlu.	2 Kor 12:9
  4. PadaNya ada sukacita; nantikan saja waktunya. Bila kau tulus dan setia, Tuhan menolong segera. Ia beri berkat penuh yang tak terduga olehmu.	Mzm 16:11
  5. Jangan kausangka bahwa Tuhan 'kan meninggalkan anakNya dan bahwa hanya kemujuran tan dan bukti kasihNya. Nanti bagimu nyatalah betapa agung maksudNya.	Mzm 92
  6. Tidak mustahil bagi Allah mengubah citra dunia: orang yang kaya dipapakan, yang miskin jadi mulia. Yang Mahaadil Dialah dalam segala tindakNya.	1 Sam 2:7-8 Mzm 75:7-8 Mzm 113:7-8 Luk 1:52-53
  7. Tetaplah kau di jalan Tuhan, setia dalam tugasmu: dengan berkat yang tak berkurang dibaruiNya hidupmu. Yang kepadaNya berserah tak ditinggalkan olehNya.	Ul 31:6,8 Yos 1:5 Ibr 13:5-6
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Hymns

Psalms 89:19-20

• [Psa 89:19] In Vision To His Saints God Spake

  In vision to His saints God spake: “From out the people one I take, A mighty leader, true and brave, Ordained, exalted, strong to save. My chosen servant I appoint, With holy oil his head anoint; My hand with him shall still remain, My arm his strength shall well sustain. “No enemy shall him affright, His adversaries I will smite, My faithfulness to him will prove, And nevermore My grace remove. Yea, he shall triumph in My Name, And great shall be his power and fame, From sea to sea his mighty hand Shall hold dominion o’er the land. “‘Thou art my Father,’ he shall cry, ‘My God, my Rock of refuge high’; My firstborn son shall he be owned, Above the kings of earth enthroned. For him My mercy shall endure, My covenant with him is sure; His throne and race I will maintain, Forever, while the heavens remain. “Should sons of his My laws forsake, My just commands and statutes break, Then, though My rod their sins reprove, My mercy I will not remove. Though they be chastened sore and tried, My faithfulness shall yet abide; My plighted word I will not break, Nor change the promise that I spake. “My oath is steadfast, ever sure, My servant’s race shall still endure; His throne forever firm shall stay When sun and moon have passed away.” On Thine anointed wrath is poured As if Thy covenant were abhorred; Thou hast profaned his kingly crown, His matchless strength is broken down. He is reproached and spoiled of all, His enemies upon him fall; His beauty is consumed away, Forgotten is his kingly sway. Cut off in youth, his sacred name Is covered now with deepest shame; How long, O Lord, shall wrath abide? Thy face forever wilt Thou hide? Think on my life; O Lord, take thought; Hast Thou created man for naught? What man that lives has power to save His soul from death, and from the grave? Where are Thy mercies which of old Were in Thy promises foretold? Remember, Lord, the bitter shame Heaped on Thine own anointed’s name. I sing of mercies that endure Forever builded firm and sure, Of faithfulness that never dies, Established changeless in the skies. Blest be the Lord forevermore, Whose promise stands from days of yore. His word is faithful now as then; Blest be His Name. Amen, Amen.

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Psalms 89:1

• [Psa 89:1] I Will Sing The Wondrous Story

  I will sing the wondrous story Of the Christ Who died for me. How He left His home in glory For the cross of Calvary. Refrain Yes, I’ll sing the wondrous story Of the Christ Who died for me, Sing it with the saints in glory, Gathered by the crystal sea. I was lost, but Jesus found me, Found the sheep that went astray, Threw His loving arms around me, Drew me back into His way. Refrain I was bruised, but Jesus healed me, Faint was I from many a fall, Sight was gone, and fears possessed me, But He freed me from them all. Refrain Days of darkness still come o’er me, Sorrow’s path I often tread, But the Savior still is with me; By His hand I’m safely led. Refrain He will keep me till the river Rolls its waters at my feet; Then He’ll bear me safely over, Where the loved ones I shall meet. Refrain

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• [Psa 89:1] Immortal Love, Forever Full

  Immortal love, forever full, Forever flowing free, Forever shared, forever whole, A never ebbing sea! Our outward lips confess the name All other names above; Love only knoweth whence it came, And comprehendeth love. Blow, winds of God, awake and blow The mists of earth away: Shine out, O Light divine, and show How wide and far we stray. We may not climb the heavenly steeps To bring the Lord Christ down; In vain we search the lowest deeps, For Him no depths can drown. But warm, sweet, tender, even yet, A present help is He; And faith still has its Olivet, And love its Galilee. The healing of His seamless dress Is by our beds of pain; We touch Him in life’s throng and press, And we are whole again. Through Him the first fond prayers are said Our lips of childhood frame, The last low whispers of our dead Are burdened with His Name. O Lord and Master of us all, Whate’er our name or sign, We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call, We test our lives by Thine. The letter fails, the systems fall, And every symbol wanes; The Spirit over brooding all, Eternal Love remains.

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• [Psa 89:1] My Song Forever Shall Record

  My song forever shall record The tender mercies of the Lord; Thy faithfulness will I proclaim, And every age shall know Thy Name. I sing of mercies that endure, Forever builded firm and sure, Of faithfulness that never dies, Established changeless in the skies. Behold God’s truth and grace displayed, For He has faithful cov’nant made, And He has sworn that David’s Son Shall ever sit upon his throne. “For him My mercy shall endure, My cov’nant made with him is sure; His throne and race I will maintain Forever, while the heav’ns remain.” The heavens shall join in glad accord To praise Thy wondrous works, O Lord; Thy faithfulness shall praise command Where holy ones assembled stand. Who in the heavenly dwellings fair Can with the Lord Himself compare? Or who among the mighty shares The likeness that Jehovah bears? With fear and reverence at His feet God’s holy ones in council meet; Yea, more than all about His throne Must He be feared, and He alone. O Thou Jehovah, God of hosts, What mighty one Thy likeness boasts? In all Thy works and vast designs Thy faithfulness forever shines. The swelling sea obeys Thy will, Its angry waves Thy voice can still; Thy mighty enemies are slain, Thy foes resist Thy power in vain. The heavens and earth, by right divine, The world and all therein, are Thine; The whole creation’s wondrous frame Proclaims its Maker’s glorious Name. Blest be the Lord forevermore, Whose promise stands from days of yore, His Word is faithful now as then; Blest be His Name. Amen, Amen.

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• [Psa 89:1] Shall Hymns Of Grateful Love

  Shall hymns of grateful love Through Heav’n’s high arches ring, And all the hosts above their songs of triumph sing; And shall we not take up the strain, And send the echo back again? Shall they adore the Lord, Who bought them with His blood, And all the love record that led them home to God; And shall not we take up the strain, And send the echo back again? O spread the joyful sound, The Savior’s love proclaim, And publish all around Salvation through His Name; Till all the world take up the strain, And send the echo back again.

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• [Psa 89:1] Sing Once More Of Jesus

  Oh, sing once more of Jesus, Tune every heart and voice, Proclaim His tender mercy, And in His love rejoice. Refrain Sing, sing, sing once more, Once more sing of Jesus; Praise His wondrous, matchless love; Sing once more of Jesus. Oh, sing once more of Jesus, The joyful strain prolong, While angels hover round us, And martyrs join the song. Refrain Oh, sing once more of Jesus, And now in early youth, Come let us walk together, The path of life and truth. Refrain Oh, sing once more of Jesus, Our best and truest Friend, Whose hand from snares of evil Will still our hearts defend. Refrain Oh, sing once more of Jesus, Who bends a listening ear, From yonder world of glory, The children’s song to hear. Refrain

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• [Psa 89:1] When All Thy Mercies, O My God

  When all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I’m lost In wonder, love and praise. Thy Providence my life sustained, And all my wants redressed, While in the silent womb I lay, And hung upon the breast. To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned To form themselves in prayer. Unnumbered comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From Whom those comforts flowed. When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm unseen conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, It gently cleared my way; And through the pleasing snares of vice, More to be feared than they. O how shall words with equal warmth The gratitude declare, That glows within my ravished heart? But thou canst read it there. Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss Hath made my cup run o’er; And, in a kind and faithful Friend, Hath doubled all my store. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the last a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy. When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou With health renewed my face; And, when in sins and sorrows sunk, Revived my soul with grace. Through every period of my life Thy goodness I’ll pursue And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. When nature fails, and day and night Divide Thy works no more, My ever grateful heart, O Lord, Thy mercy shall adore. Through all eternity to Thee A joyful song I’ll raise; For, oh, eternity’s too short To utter all Thy praise!

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Psalms 16:11

• [Psa 16:11] All Will Be Well

  Only Thy presence, O Savior divine, Only Thy Spirit to witness with mine; Only Thine image of love on my breast, Seal of forgiveness, assurance of rest. Refrain What tho’ the billows like mountains may swell; All will be well; yes, all will be well; Under Thy shadow in peace I shall dwell; All, all will be well. Only Thy presence to lead me aright, Out of the darkness and into the light; Only a whisper to tell Thou art near, Only Thy sunshine to banish my fear. Refrain Only Thy presence when trials I bear, Lifting so gently my burden of care; Only Thy presence to show me the way, Home to the mansions of infinite day. Refrain Only Thy presence when wild is the gale, Only Thy presence when rent is my sail; Only Thy presence my vessel to guide Into the harbor and over the tide. Refrain

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• [Psa 16:11] My God, I Am Thine

  My God, I am Thine, what a comfort divine, What a blessing to know that my Jesus is mine! In the heavenly Lamb thrice happy I am, And my heart it doth dance at the sound of His Name. True pleasures abound in the rapturous sound; And whoever hath found it hath paradise found: My Jesus to know, and feel His blood flow, ’Tis life everlasting, ’tis Heaven below. Yet onward I haste to the heavenly feast: That, that is the fulness; but this is the taste! And this I shall prove, till with joy I remove To the heaven of heavens in Jesus’ love.

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• [Psa 16:11] Only God Can Bring Us Gladness

  Only God can bring us gladness, Only God can give us peace; Joys are vain that end in sadness, Joy divine shall never cease. Mid the shade of want and sorrow Undisturbed, our hearts rejoice; Patient, wait the brighter morrow; Faithful, heed the Father’s voice. As the stars in order going, All-harmonious, He doth move; Heavenly calm and comfort showing, Comes the healing word of love. Who the word of wisdom heareth Feels the Father Love within, Where as dawn the shadow cleareth, Love outshines the night of sin. So we find the true atonement, Know in God the perfect Friend; For in love is our atonement, Where all hearts in Him may blend. Here from prisoning pain and sorrow Have we all a sure release, Only God can bring us gladness, Only God can give us peace.

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• [Psa 16:11] All The Day

  All the day my heart is singing, Not a throb of care I know, For the Master’s feet have trodden Every path He bids me go. Refrain In the Lord is all my joy, Blessèd Savior, Friend divine! Glad the songs my heart has known, Since this Jesus has been mine. Thro’ the night my heart keeps singing, Sheltered in His secret place, Midnight is as bright as noonday, By the glory of His face. Refrain When I reach that land of promise, Sweeter strains my lips shall frame, But the theme will still be Jesus, Glory! glory! to His Name! Refrain

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• [Psa 16:11] All Things In Jesus

  Friends all around me are trying to find What the heart yearns for, by sin undermined; I have the secret, I know where ’tis found: Only true pleasures in Jesus abound. Refrain All that I want is in Jesus. He satisfies, joy He supplies; Life would be worthless without Him; All things in Jesus I find. Some carry burdens whose weight has for years Crushed them with sorrow and blinded with tears. Yet One stands ready to help them just now, If they will humbly in penitence bow. Refrain No other name thrills the joy chords within, And through none else is remission of sin. He knows the pain of the heart sorely tried. Both need and want will by Him be supplied. Refrain Jesus is all this poor world needs today. Blindly they strive, for sin darkens their way. O to draw back the grim curtains of night, One glimpse of Jesus and all will be bright! Refrain

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• [Psa 16:11] Bright Forever, The

  Breaking through the clouds that gather, O’er the Christian’s natal skies, Distant beams, like floods of glory, Fill the soul with glad surprise; And we almost hear the echo Of the pure and holy throng, In the bright, the bright forever, In the summer land of song. Refrain On the banks beyond the river We shall meet, no more to sever; In the bright, the bright forever, In the summer land of song. Yet a little while we linger, Ere we reach our journey’s end; Yet a little while of labor, Ere the evening shades descend; Then we’ll lay us down to slumber, But the night will soon be o’er; In the bright, the bright forever, We shall wake, to weep no more. Refrain O the bliss of life eternal! O the long unbroken rest! In the golden fields of pleasure, In the region of the blest; But, to see our dear Redeemer, And before His throne to fall, There to bear His gracious welcome, Will be sweeter far than all. Refrain

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• [Psa 16:11] Eternal Source Of Joys Divine

  Eternal Source of joys divine, To Thee my soul aspires; O could I say, “The Lord is mine,” ’Tis all my soul desires. My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord, Assure me of Thy love; O speak the kind, transporting word, And bid my fears remove. Then shall my thankfulness rejoice, And triumph in my God, Till heav’nly rapture tune my voice, To spread Thy praise abroad.
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• [Psa 16:11] Father, In Thy Mysterious Presence Kneeling

  Father, in Thy mysterious presence kneeling, Fain would our souls feel all Thy kindling love; For we are weak, and need some deep revealing Of trust and strength and calmness from above. Lord, we have wandered forth through doubt and sorrow, And Thou hast made each step an onward one; And we will ever trust each unknown morrow; Thou wilt sustain us till its work is done. Now, Father, now in Thy dear presence kneeling, Our spirits yearn to feel Thy kindling love; Now make us strong; we need Thy deep revealing Of trust and strength and calmness from above.

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• [Psa 16:11] He Set The Joy-bells Ringing

  Oh, bless the Lord, He cleansed my soul, And filled my lips with singing; He came in my poor, sinful heart, And set the joy-bells ringing. Refrain Oh, praise the Lord, He first loved me; I feel new life upspringing; He came in my poor, sinful heart, And set the joy-bells ringing. He placed my feet upon the Rock, The only sure foundation; He shows me wonders of His grace, The blessings of salvation. Refrain His promise is “for all the days,” His love for me is caring; While in the “Father’s House” above, A mansion He’s preparing. Refrain His love is calling, seeking still, Come, every burden bringing; The touch of Christ within your heart Will set the joy-bells ringing. Refrain

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• [Psa 16:11] I Am Happy In Him

  My soul is so happy in Jesus, For He is so precious to me; His voice it is music to hear it, His face it is Heaven to see. Refrain I am happy in Him, I am happy in Him; My soul with delight He fills day and night For I am happy in Him. He sought me so long ere I knew Him, When wand’ring afar from the fold; Safe home in His arms He hath bro’t me, To where there are pleasures untold. Refrain His love and His mercy surround me, His grace like a river doth flow; His Spirit, to guide and to comfort, Is with me wherever I go. Refrain They say I shall some day be like Him, My cross and my burden lay down; Till then I will ever be faithful, In gathering gems for His crown. Refrain

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• [Psa 16:11] How Tedious And Tasteless

  How tedious and tasteless the hours When Jesus I no longer see; Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet flowers, Have all lost their sweetness to me; The midsummer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay. But when I am happy in Him, December’s as pleasant as May. His Name yields the richest perfume, And sweeter than music His voice; His presence disperses my gloom, And makes all within me rejoice. I should, were He always thus nigh, Have nothing to wish or to fear; No mortal as happy as I, My summer would last all the year. Content with beholding His face, My all to His pleasure resigned, No changes of season or place Would make any change in my mind: While blessed with a sense of His love, A palace a toy would appear; All prisons would palaces prove, If Jesus would dwell with me there. Dear Lord, if indeed I am Thine, If Thou art my sun and my song, Say, why do I languish and pine? And why are my winters so long? O drive these dark clouds from the sky, Thy soul cheering presence restore; Or take me to Thee up on high, Where winter and clouds are no more.

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• [Psa 16:11] Lord, We Thank Thee For The Pleasure

  Lord, we thank Thee for the pleasure That our happy lifetime gives, For the boundless worth and treasure Of a soul that ever lives; Mind that looks before and after, Lifting eyes to things above; Human tears, and human laughter, And the depths of human love. For the thrill, the leap, the gladness Of our pulses flowing free; E’en for every touch of sadness That may bring us nearer Thee; But, above all other kindness, Thine unutterable love, Which, to heal our sin and blindness, Sent Thy dear Son from above. Teach us so our days to number That we may be early wise; Dreamy mist, or cloud, or slumber, Never dull our heav’nward eyes. Hearty be our work and willing, As to Thee, and not to men; For we know our soul’s fulfilling Is in Heav’n, and not ’til then.

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• [Psa 16:11] O Lord Of Life, And Love, And Power

  O Lord of life, and love, and power, How joyful life might be, If in Thy service every hour We lived and moved with Thee; If youth in all its bloom and might By Thee were sanctified, And manhood found its chief delight In working at Thy side! ’Tis ne’er too late, while life shall last, A new life to begin; ’Tis ne’er too late to leave the past, And break with self and sin; And we this day, both old and young, Would earnestly aspire For hearts to nobler purpose strung, And purified desire. Nor for ourselves alone we plead, But for all faithful souls Who serve Thy cause by word or deed, Whose names Thy book enrolls: O speed Thy work, victorious King, And give Thy workers might, That thro’ the world Thy truth may ring, And all men see Thy light.

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• [Psa 16:11] Ships Glide In At The Harbor’s Mouth, The

  The ships glide in at the harbor’s mouth, And the ships sail out to sea; And the wind that sweeps from the sunny south Is sweet as sweet can be. There’s a world of toil and a world of pain, And a world of trouble and care, But O in a world where our Father reigns, There is gladness everywhere! The harvest waves in the breezy morn, And the men go forth to reap; The fullness comes to the tasseled corn, Whether we wake or sleep. And far on the hills by feet untrod There are blossoms that scent the air, For O in this world of our Father, God, There is beauty everywhere!

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• [Psa 16:11] What Joy There Is

  What joy there is in coming To God’s own courts so fair, Where faithful souls are blooming Like lilies in His care! They raise their chalices tender For Heav’n’s refreshing dew, ’Mid blessings God doth render They life and strength renew. ’Mid blessings God doth render They life and strength renew. How beautiful the union Of souls redeemed and free, Who hold with God communion In faith and purity! While songs of praise are filling Their sacred place of rest, Who then can be unwilling To join their circle blest? Who then can be unwilling To join their circle blest? Come, see the Lord’s salvation And taste His love sincere; Come, pray without cessation, Watch with His people here. Outside, the world makes merry, Unhappy ’mid its toys, But in God’s sanctuary The soul finds heav’nly joys. But in God’s sanctuary The soul finds heav’nly joys. May ne’er my footsteps falter Tow’rd night away from day; My light shines from God’s altar, My Sun I’ll seek alway. Here in His presence glorious It is so good to be— Let here my soul victorious Its tabernacle see. Let here my soul victorious Its tabernacle see.

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• [Psa 16:11] When The Day Of Toil Is Done

  When the day of toil is done, When the race of life is run, Father, grant Thy wearied one Rest forevermore. When the strife of sin is stilled, When the foe within is killed, Be Thy gracious Word fulfilled: Peace forevermore. When the darkness melts away At the breaking of the day, Bid us hail the cheering ray: Light forevermore. When the heart by sorrow tried, Feels at length its throbs subside, Bring us, where all tears are dried, Joy forevermore. When for vanished days we yearn, Days that never can return, Teach us in Thy love to learn Love forevermore. When the breath of life is flown, When the grave must claim its own, Lord of life, be ours Thy crown, Life forevermore.

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• [Psa 16:11] You May Have The Joy-bells

  You may have the joy-bells ringing in your heart, And a peace that from you never will depart; Walk the straight and narrow way, Live for Jesus ev’ry day, He will keep the joy-bells ringing in your heart. Refrain Joy-bells ringing in your heart, Joy-bells ringing in your heart; Take the Savior here below With you ev’rywhere you go; He will keep the joy-bells ringing in your heart. Love of Jesus in its fullness you may know; And this love to those around you sweetly show; Words of kindness always say; Deeds of mercy do each day, Then He’ll keep the joy-bells ringing in your heart. Refrain You will meet with trials as you journey home; Grace sufficient He will give to overcome; Though unseen by mortal eye, He is with you ever nigh, And He’ll keep the joy-bells ringing in your heart. Refrain Let your life speak well of Jesus ev’ry day; Own His right to ev’ry service you can pay; Sinners you can help to win If your life is pure and clean, And you keep the joy-bells ringing in your heart. Refrain

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Psalms 16:1-2

• [Psa 16:1] God, Keep Me Safe

  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

  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

  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

  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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• [Psa 16:2] Oh To Be Over Yonder

  Oh to be over yonder, In that bright land of wonder, Where the angel voices mingle, and The angel harps do ring! To be free from care and sorrow, And the anxious dread tomorrow, To rest in light and sunshine in The presence of the King! Refrain Oh to be over yonder! In that land of wonder, There to be forever In the presence of the King! Oh to be over yonder! My longing heart grows fonder Of looking to the far off east, To see the daystar bring Some tidings of th’awaking— Of the cloudless, pure day breaking, My heart is yearning—yearning for The coming of the King! Refrain Oh to be over yonder! Alas! I sigh and ponder— Why clings this poor, weak heart of mine To any earthly thing? For each earthly tie must sever, And pass away forever: There’s no more separation in The presence of the King! Refrain Oh, when shall I be dwelling Where angel voices, swelling In triumphant hallelujahs, make The vaulted heavens ring— Where the pearly gates are gleaming, And the Morning Star is beaming? O when shall I be yonder in The presence of the King? Refrain Oh, when shall I be yonder? The longing groweth stronger To join in all the praises the Redeemèd ones do sing. Within those heavenly places, Where the angels veil their faces, In awe and adoration, in The presence of the King! Refrain Oh, I shall soon be yonder, And lonely as I wander, Yearning for the welcome summer— Longing for the bird’s fleet wing, The midnight may be dreary, And the heart be worn and weary, But there’s no more shadow yonder, In the presence of the King. Refrain

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Psalms 3:1

• [Psa 3:1] My God, How Many Are My Fears

  My God, how many are my fears! How fast my foes increase! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. The lying tempter would persuade There’s no relief in Heav’n; And all my swelling sins appear Too big to be forgiv’n. But Thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. I cried, and from His holy hill He bowed a listening ear; I called my Father, and my God, And He subdued my fear. He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I woke, and wondered at the grace That guarded my repose. What though the hosts of death and hell All armed against me stood, Terrors no more shall shake my soul; My refuge is my God. Arise, O Lord, fulfill Thy grace, While I Thy glory sing; My God has broke the serpent’s teeth, And death has lost his sting. Salvation to the Lord belongs; His arm alone can save; Blessings attend Thy people here, And reach beyond the grave.

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• [Psa 3:1] O Lord, How Are My Foes Increased

  O Lord, how are my foes increased! Against me many rise; How many say, in vain for help He on his God relies. Thou art my Shield and Glory, Lord, My Savior, O Most High, The Lord from out His holy hill Gives answer when I cry. I laid me down and slept, I waked, Because the Lord sustains; Though many thousands compass me, Unmoved my soul remains. Arise, O Lord; save me, my God; For Thou hast owned my cause; And oft hast beaten down my foes Who scorn Thy righteous laws. Salvation to the Lord belongs, In Him His saints are blest; O let Thy blessing evermore Upon Thy people rest.

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• [Psa 3:1] O Lord, How Many They

  O Lord, how many they Who deeply trouble me; How greatly are they multiplied Who do me injury. There is no help for him, No help in God, they say; Thou art my Shield and Glory, Lord, Thou art my certain Stay. I called to God, He heard From out His holy hill. I fell asleep, I woke in peace, For He sustained me still. Arise and save, O Lord, For Thou didst smite my foe. Salvation cometh from the Lord; His saints His blessings know.

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Psalms 6:1

• [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.

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• [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.

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  source: Cyberhymnal