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Have mercy upon me, O God

Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Have mercy upon me, O God According to thy grace: According to thy mercies great, My trespasses deface. 2 O wash me throughly from my guilt, And from my sin me clear. 3 For I my trespass know, my sins Before me still appear. 4 'Gainst thee, thee only have I sinn'd, This ill done thee before: When thou speak'st, just thou art, and clear When thou dost judge therefore, 5 Behold, how in iniquity I did my shape receive: Also my mother that me bar In sin did me conceive. 6 Behold thou dost desire the truth Within the inward part: And thou shalt make me wisdom know In secret of mine heart 7 With hyssop do me purify, I shall be cleansed so: O wash thou me, and then shall I Be whiter than the snow. 8 Of joy and gladness make thou me To hear again the voice: That so the bones which thou hast broke, May chearfully rejoyce. 9 From the beholding of my sin Hide thou away thy face; Likewise all mine iniquities O do thou clean deface. [2] 10 Clean heart, O God in me create. Also a spirit right 11 In me renew. O cast me not Away out of thy sight: Nor from me take thy holy sp'rit. 12 Restore the joy to me Of thy salvation, and uphold Me with thy spirit free. 13 Then will I teach thy ways to those That work iniquity, And by this means shall sinners be Converted unto thee. 14 O God, God of my heath, set me Free from blood-guiltiness; And so my tongue shall joyfully Sing of thy righteousness. 15 Lord, open thou my lips, and forth My mouth thy praise shall show, 16 For thou desir'st not sacrifice, I would it else bestow; Burnt off'rings thou delight'st not in: Of God the sacrifice A broken sp'rit: a contrite heart God,thou wilt not despise. 18 In thy good pleasure O do good Unto thy Sion hill: The walls of thy Jerusalem, O do thou build up still. 19 The sacrifice of justice shall Pleas thee with burnt off'ring, And whole burnt off'ring: then they shall Calves to thine altar bring. Scripture: Psalm 51
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He that within the secrecy

Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 He that within the secrecy Of the highest doth reside, In shadow of th' Almighty he Shall lodging safe abide. 2 He is my hope and fortress high, I of the Lord will say: He is my God, and in him I My confidence will stay. 3 The fowler's snare surely from thence He shall deliver thee; And from th' infections pestilence He also shall thee free. 4 He with his feathers shall thee hide; Thy trust in 's wings shall be: His truth shall as a shield abide, And buckler unto thee. 5 With fear thou shalt not be dismay'd, For terror by the night: Nor of the arrow be afraid, That hath by day his flight. 6 Nor for the plagues infection, That walks in darkness fast. Nor for the sure destruction that doth at noon-day waste. 7 A thousand at thy side shall fall, Yea, and ten thousand here At thy right hand; but yet it shall Not unto thee come near. 8 This thing thou only with thine eyes Shall heedfully regard; Thou shalt behold how that likewise The wicked have reward. 9 For (thou hast said0 Jehovah thou Art my protection: The highest one thou mak'st also Thine habitation, 10 Not any evil casually Shall unto thee befall: Nor yet shall any plague come nigh Thy dwelling-place at all. 11 Because he his strong angels will command concerning thee; That they may keep thee from all ill Which in thy way may be. 12 The hollow of their hands upon Thee safe they shall up-bare, Lest thou thy foot against a stone Should dash at unaware. 13 Thou shalt upon the lion strong And on the adder go: The dragon and the lion young Thou trample shalt also. 14 For he hath set his love on me, Him therefore free will I; Because that known my name hath he, I will him set on high. 15 He shall in pray'r call on me, And I will answer him: I will with him in trouble be, I'll freely him redeem, And I will honour him also. 16 Him I will satisfy With length of days, and to him shew My saving health will I. Scripture: Psalm 91
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How beautiful thy feet with shoes

Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 How beautiful thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter stand! Thy thighs their joints like jewels are Works of a skilful hand. 2 Thy navel like a goblet cup Of liquor full and round: Thy belly like an heap of wheat About with lillies crown'd. 3 Thy two fair breasts are like two roes, That young and twinlins be. 4 Thy neck is also like unto A tow'r of ivory. Thine eyes like Heshbon's fish pools are, Beth-rahbim's entrance by: Thy nose as tow'r of Lebanon That doth Damascus eye. 5 Thine head on thee like Carmel is Hair of thy head likewise Like purple is; the king is held Within the galleries. 6 How fair and delicate art thou, love for pleasancy? 7 This stature thine is like the palm, Thy breasts as clusters be. 8 I said I'll to the palm ascend, Its boughs then seize I will. Like to vine-clusters are thy breasts, Thy nose as apples smell. 9 Like the best wine thy palate is, Which to my love runs sweet. Causing the lips to utter speech Ev'n theirs who are asleep. 10 I am my love's, and his desire Is placed me upon. 11 Come my beloved, let us forth Into the field be gone: Let's lodge within the villages. 12 Let us get up betime Unto the vineyards, let us see If flourish doth the vine: If that the tender grapes appear, The pomegranates also, If that they bud, and there my loves. 1 will on thee bestow. 13 The mandrakes give a smell and at Our gates all sweet fruits be: Both new and old, O my belov'd, Which I have stor'd for thee.

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Have mercy upon me, O God

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PLIb (1742) Lyrics: 1 Have mercy upon me, O God According to thy grace: According to thy mercies great, My trespasses deface. 2 O wash me throughly from my guilt, And from my sin me clear. 3 For I my trespass know, my sins Before me still appear. 4 'Gainst thee, thee only have I sinn'd, This ill done thee before: When thou speak'st, just thou art, and clear When thou dost judge therefore, 5 Behold, how in iniquity I did my shape receive: Also my mother that me bar In sin did me conceive. 6 Behold thou dost desire the truth Within the inward part: And thou shalt make me wisdom know In secret of mine heart 7 With hyssop do me purify, I shall be cleansed so: O wash thou me, and then shall I Be whiter than the snow. 8 Of joy and gladness make thou me To hear again the voice: That so the bones which thou hast broke, May chearfully rejoyce. 9 From the beholding of my sin Hide thou away thy face; Likewise all mine iniquities O do thou clean deface. [2] 10 Clean heart, O God in me create. Also a spirit right 11 In me renew. O cast me not Away out of thy sight: Nor from me take thy holy sp'rit. 12 Restore the joy to me Of thy salvation, and uphold Me with thy spirit free. 13 Then will I teach thy ways to those That work iniquity, And by this means shall sinners be Converted unto thee. 14 O God, God of my heath, set me Free from blood-guiltiness; And so my tongue shall joyfully Sing of thy righteousness. 15 Lord, open thou my lips, and forth My mouth thy praise shall show, 16 For thou desir'st not sacrifice, I would it else bestow; Burnt off'rings thou delight'st not in: Of God the sacrifice A broken sp'rit: a contrite heart God,thou wilt not despise. 18 In thy good pleasure O do good Unto thy Sion hill: The walls of thy Jerusalem, O do thou build up still. 19 The sacrifice of justice shall Pleas thee with burnt off'ring, And whole burnt off'ring: then they shall Calves to thine altar bring. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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He that within the secrecy

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXCI (1742) Lyrics: 1 He that within the secrecy Of the highest doth reside, In shadow of th' Almighty he Shall lodging safe abide. 2 He is my hope and fortress high, I of the Lord will say: He is my God, and in him I My confidence will stay. 3 The fowler's snare surely from thence He shall deliver thee; And from th' infections pestilence He also shall thee free. 4 He with his feathers shall thee hide; Thy trust in 's wings shall be: His truth shall as a shield abide, And buckler unto thee. 5 With fear thou shalt not be dismay'd, For terror by the night: Nor of the arrow be afraid, That hath by day his flight. 6 Nor for the plagues infection, That walks in darkness fast. Nor for the sure destruction that doth at noon-day waste. 7 A thousand at thy side shall fall, Yea, and ten thousand here At thy right hand; but yet it shall Not unto thee come near. 8 This thing thou only with thine eyes Shall heedfully regard; Thou shalt behold how that likewise The wicked have reward. 9 For (thou hast said0 Jehovah thou Art my protection: The highest one thou mak'st also Thine habitation, 10 Not any evil casually Shall unto thee befall: Nor yet shall any plague come nigh Thy dwelling-place at all. 11 Because he his strong angels will command concerning thee; That they may keep thee from all ill Which in thy way may be. 12 The hollow of their hands upon Thee safe they shall up-bare, Lest thou thy foot against a stone Should dash at unaware. 13 Thou shalt upon the lion strong And on the adder go: The dragon and the lion young Thou trample shalt also. 14 For he hath set his love on me, Him therefore free will I; Because that known my name hath he, I will him set on high. 15 He shall in pray'r call on me, And I will answer him: I will with him in trouble be, I'll freely him redeem, And I will honour him also. 16 Him I will satisfy With length of days, and to him shew My saving health will I. Scripture: Psalm 91 Languages: English
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How good it is, O see

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PCXXXIIIb (1742) Lyrics: 1 How good it is O see, And how it pleaseth well Together ev'n in unity For brethren so to dwell. 2 Its like the choice ointment From head to th' beard did go: Down Aaron's beard that downward went His garments skirts unto. 3 As Hermon's dew which did On Sion's hills descend: For there the Lord his blessing bid Ev'n life without an end. Scripture: Psalm 133 Languages: English