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Not what my hands have done can save my guilty soul;
Not what my toiling flesh has borne can make my spirit whole.
Not what I feel or do can give me peace with God;
Not all my prayers and sighs and tears can bear my awful load.
Your voice alone, O Lord, can speak to me of grace;
Your power alone, O Son of God, can all my sin erase.
No other work but Yours, no other blood will do;
No strength but that which is divine can bear me safely through.
Thy work alone, O Christ, can ease this weight of sin;
Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, can give me peace within.
Thy love to me, O God, not mine, O Lord, to Thee,
Can rid me of this dark unrest, And set my spirit free.
I bless the Christ of God; I rest on love divine;
And with unfaltering lip and heart I call this Savior mine.
His cross dispels each doubt; I bury in His tomb
Each thought of unbelief and fear, each lingering shade of gloom.
I praise the God of grace; I trust His truth and might;
He calls me His, I call Him mine, My God, my joy and light.
’Tis He Who saveth me, and freely pardon gives;
I love because He loveth me, I live because He lives.
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Psalm 1
04:03
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Blest is the man who shuns the place
Where sinners love to meet;
Who fears to tread their wicked ways,
And hates the scoffer's seat:
He, like a plant of gen'rous kind,
By living waters set,
Safe from the storms and blasting wind,
Enjoys a peaceful state.
So in the statutes of the Lord
Find the pure delight;
From dawn to dusk, o read the Word
and it will be your light.
Green as the leaf, and ever fair,
Shall his profession shine
While fruits of holiness appear
Like clusters on the vine.
Not so the impious and unjust;
What vain designs they form!
Their hopes are blown away like dust,
Or chaff before the storm.
So in the statutes of the Lord
Find the pure delight;
From dawn to dusk, o read the Word,
and it will be your light.
Sinners in judgment shall not stand
Among the sons of grace,
When Christ, the Judge, at God’s right hand
Appoints his saints a place.
His eye beholds the path they tread,
His heart approves it well
But crooked ways of sinners lead
Down to the gates of hell.
So in the statutes of the Lord
Find the pure delight;
From dawn to dusk, o read the Word
and it will be your light.
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Psalm 2
05:23
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Though sinners join
Against the Lord
Against the Christ
Against His Bride
Though earth disdain
And hell engage
With all their rage
They plot in vain
Jesus the Savior reigns!
He sits on Zion’s throne
The Lord’s decree sustains
His own begotten Son
Up from the grave
He bids Him rise
And mount the skies,
With power to save
Up from the grave
He bids Him rise
And mount the skies,
With power to save
Oh serve the Lord
With fear and awe
With sacred joy
Humbly bow
Kneel at His throne
Your homage bear
His pow’r declare
And kiss the Son of God
Jesus the Savior reigns!
He sits on Zion’s throne
The Lord’s decree sustains
His own begotten Son
Up from the grave
He bids Him rise
And mount the skies,
With power to save
Up from the grave
He bids Him rise
And mount the skies,
With power to save
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Psalm 3
03:31
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Thy promise Lord, is perfect peace
And yet my trials still increase
Till fears at times my soul assail
That Satan’s rage must yet prevail
Oh! Savior, then I fly to Thee
And in Thy grace my refuge see
Thou heard my from Thy holy hill
And Thou will hear and help me still
Beneath Thy wings secure I sleep
What foe can harm while Thou dost keep
I wake, and find Thee at my side
My omnipresent Guard and Guide
Oh! Savior, then I fly to Thee
And in Thy grace my refuge see
Thou heard my from Thy holy hill
And Thou will hear and help me still
Oh why should earth or hell distress
With God so strong, so near to bless?
From Him alone salvation flows
On Him alone, my soul, repose.
Oh! Savior, then I fly to Thee
And in Thy grace my refuge see
Thou heard my from Thy holy hill
And Thou will hear and help me still
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Psalm 4
03:17
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Lord of my life, my hopes, my joys
My never-failing Friend.
Thou hast been all my help till now,
Lord, help me to the end!
While worldly minds impatient grow,
More prosperous times to see,
Oh! let the glories of Thy face
Shine brighter, Lord, on me!
So shall my heart o’erflow with joy
More lasting and more true
Than theirs, possess’d of all that they
So eagerly pursue
While worldly minds impatient grow,
More prosperous times to see,
Oh! let the glories of Thy face
Shine brighter, Lord, on me!
Then down in peace I’ll lay my head,
And take my needful rest;
No other guard I ask or need,
Of Thee, O Lord, possess’d
While worldly minds impatient grow,
More prosperous times to see,
Oh! let the glories of Thy face
Shine brighter, Lord, on me!
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Psalm 5
03:13
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Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift up mine eye;
Up to the hill where Christ is gone
To plead for all his saints,
Presenting at his Father's throne
Our songs and our complaints.
Thou art a God, before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
But to thy house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies there;
I will frequent thine holy court,
And worship in thy fear.
O may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness!
Make every path of duty straight,
And plain before my face.
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Psalm 6
03:43
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Gently, gently lay Thy rod
On my sinful head, O God:
Stay Thy wrath, in mercy stay,
Lest I sink before its sway.
Lo! He comes! Lo! He comes!
Lo! He comes! Lo! He comes!
Heal me, for my flesh is weak;
Heal me, for Thy grace I seek;
This my only plea I make,
Heal me for Thy mercy’s sake.
Lo! He comes! Lo! He comes!
Lo! He comes! Lo! He comes!
Who within the silent grave
Shall proclaim Thy power to save?
Lord, my trembling soul reprieve,
Speak, and I shall rise and live.
Lo! He comes! Lo! He comes!
Lo! He comes! Lo! He comes!
Lo! He comes! He heeds my plea!
Lo! He comes! The shadows flee!
Lo! He comes! He heeds my plea!
Lo! He comes! The shadows flee!
Glory round me dawns once more;
Rise, my spirit, and adore!
Glory round me dawns once more;
Rise, my spirit, and adore!
Lo! He comes! ...
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Psalm 7
03:32
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Lord, my God, in Thee I trust;
Save, Oh! save Thy trembling dust,
From the roaring lion’s power,
Seeking whom he may devour
From a thousand waves that roll
Shipwreck o’er my singing soul;
God Omnipotent, I flee
From them all to Thee, to Thee
God Omnipotent, I flee
From them all to Thee, to Thee.
Thou my inmost wish canst read,
Thou canst help my utmost need;
Let the world Thy goodness see,
Let them mark Thy grace in me.
Lay the wicked in the dust,
Raise the feeble, guide the just:
Searcher of the heart I flee
From myself to Thee, to Thee
Searcher of the heart I flee
From myself to Thee, to Thee
From myself to Thee, to Thee ...
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Psalm 8
03:25
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O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thine heav'nly state
Let men and babes proclaim.
When I behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light;
Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,
That thou shouldst visit him with grace,
And love his nature so?
That thine eternal Son should bear
To take a mortal form;
Made lower than his angels are,
To save a dying worm?
Let him be crowned with majesty,
Who bowed his head to death;
And be his honors sounded high,
By all things that have breath.
Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thy heav'nly state
Let the whole earth proclaim.
O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thine heav'nly state
Let men and babes proclaim!
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Psalm 9
04:33
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To celebrate Thy praise, O Lord,
I will my heart prepare;
To all the listening world Thy works,
Thy wondrous works declare.
The thought of them shall to my soul
Exalted pleasures bring:
Whilst to Thy Name, O Thou Most High,
Triumphant praise I sing.
Sing praises, therefore, to the Lord
From Zion, His abode;
Proclaim His deeds, till all the world
Confess no other God!
All those who have His goodness proved
Will in His truth confide;
Whose mercy ne’er forsook the man
That on His help rely.
His suff’ring saints, when most distressed,
He ne’er forgets to aid;
Their expectations shall be crown’d,
Though for a time delayed.
Sing praises, therefore, to the Lord
From Zion, His abode;
Proclaim His deeds, till all the world
Confess no other God!
Confess no other God! ...
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Psalm 10
02:22
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O God, the help of all Thy saints,
Our hope in time of ill;
We’ll trust Thee, though Thy face be hid,
And seek Thy presence still.
All our desires to Thee are known;
Thy help is ever near;
Oh first prepare our hearts to pray,
And then accept our prayer.
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O the deep, deep love of Jesus,
Vast, unmeasured, boundless, free!
Rolling as a mighty ocean
In its fullness over me!
Underneath me, all around me,
Is the current of Thy love
Leading onward, leading homeward
To Thy glorious rest above!
O the deep, deep love of Jesus,
Spread His praise from shore to shore!
How He loveth, ever loveth,
Changeth never, nevermore!
How He watches o’er His loved ones,
Died to call them all His own;
How for them He intercedeth,
Watcheth o’er them from the throne!
O the deep, deep love of Jesus,
Love of every love the best!
’Tis an ocean vast of blessing,
’Tis a haven sweet of rest!
O the deep, deep love of Jesus,
’Tis a heaven of heavens to me;
And it lifts me up to glory,
For it lifts me up to Thee!
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Doxology
02:37
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Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye Heavenly Host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Amen.
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Matt Henslee Farmersville, Texas
Enjoying life between the beauty and the chaos with my lovely wife, Rebecca, and our four princesses.
I am the Associational Missionary for Collin Baptist Association, a network of over 125 churches in Collin County.
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