Psalms 108-110
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1 O GOD, my heart is fully bent To magnify Thy name; My tongue with cheerful songs of praise Shall celebrate Thy fame.
2 To all the listening tribes, O Lord, Thy wonders I will tell; And to those nations sing Thy praise That round about us dwell.
3 Because Thy mercy's boundless height The highest heaven transcends; And far beyond th' aspiring clouds Thy faithful truth extends.
4 Be Thou, O God, exalted high Above the starry frame: And let the world, with one consent, Confess Thy glorious name. Tate and Brady, 1696
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1 STRANGER and pilgrim here below, I turn for refuge, Lord, to Thee; Thou know'st my every want and woe; Oh, smite my foes, and rescue me!
2 Thy name is love; for that name's sake Sustain and cheer my sinking soul; Low as I am, and poor, and weak, One word of Thine can make me whole.
3 Help, Lord! let all my foes perceive, 'Tis Thine to comfort or condemn; With Thee to bless me and relieve, I little heed reproach from men.
4 Arise then, on my soul arise; Thy sheltering wings around me cast: And all that now afflicts or tries Shall work my peace, O Lord, at last. Henry Francis Lyte, 1834.
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1 JESUS, Lord, to Thee we sing, Thee our Saviour, Priest, and King, Who our guilt and woes sustained. And the cup of vengeance drain'd: Now Thou sitt'st enthroned on high, Crown'd with power and victory; All Thy foes shall prostrate fall, Every nation hear Thy call.
2 As at morning's youthful hour, Dewdrops gem each leaf and flower, So, O Lord, our sons unborn, Shall Thy crowded courts adorn; Gladly own Thee for their King, Gladly free-will offerings bring, Till Thy spreading empire prove Boundless as Thy wondrous love. Harriett Auber, 1829.
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