Psalm 30: Delivered from Death

I see the phantom terror strong,
The damning angel’s sword is drawn,
It’s stretched against the holy hill,
Ten thousand sevens he has killed.
These sheep are slaughtered for my sin,
Lord, bring this plague unto an end!
My dignity is thrown aside,
As to Jehovah’s throne I cried.
I cried and pleaded for His grace,
In desperation, on my face.
“What profit is there in my death?
I praise you with my living breath.
Would Your name then be glorified,
If my belief were vilified?
Display Your power in this day,
Dismay the mockers when You save!”
The Lord has turned His ear to me,
He has responded graciously.
He sent this threat to right my pride,
To make me panic as He hides.
He turned my heart back unto Him,
That I would grieve over my sin.
The angel has put up his sword!
Our hill redeemed by our great Lord.
My sackcloth changed for wedding robes,
To sing and dance, not weep and mope.
In order that for all my days,
My body may proclaim His praise.
My purpose, then, to glorify,
My Lord who saved and sanctifies.
He hauled me from my self-dug well,
I must exalt Him, thus compelled.
So teach the world to sing my song,
God saved us when Death’s sword was drawn.
His anger for an instant seen,
Is swallowed in eternity,
Apostasy consumed like dross,
His wrath gives way unto His cross.
For we may weep on Friday night,
But He will soon appear in light,
The end – oh Death, where have you fled?
Oh Grave who could not hold your dead.
Our wicked sin thrown into hell,
Redeemed forever we will tell.
This momentary trial is,
Preparing us for endless bliss.

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Everlasting Loving-Kindness (Psalm 136)

When God first formed the earth from darkest void:
When first the stars in choir sang for joy:
When primal light by His word was employed:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When morning sun awakes in breaking day:
When oceans crash in waves of foaming spray:
When Autumn frost on new-mown valleys lay:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When men of God were bowed in great distress:
When wicked cursed them, killed them, and oppressed:
When many sealed their martyrdom in death:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When some were served in pieces to the beasts:
When some were burned for what our Jesus preached:
When their dead corpses choked out every street:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When we are killed for preaching Jesus’ name:
When we escape to preach again the same:
When men convert or curse us to our shame:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When Egypt felt the very wrath of God:
When Babylon was smote down by His rod:
When Rome was razed unto the very sod:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When Lucifer was cast down from the stars:
When the Red Sea’s great waters split apart:
When Peter walked out free from prison bars:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When once we wandered in the wilderness:
When we were fed with bread from heaven blessed:
When God used pain to teach us righteousness:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When God the Son in death bowed down His head:
When earth and heaven trembled in their dread:
When Jesus rose victorious from the dead:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When He wrote our names in His Book of Life:
When he betrothed us as the Bride of Christ:
When we experience times of joy or strife:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

Psalm 29: Our Mighty God

You mighty children of the King,
Come listen to me as I sing,
And render to the Lord His due,
And give Him strength and glory too.
Yes, render glory to His name,
And bow in holiness arrayed.
Boast not in deeds that you have done,
For God alone has seen them done.
The splendor of your native land,
Was given by Jehovah’s hand.
Your wickedness and ugly sin,
Are covered and atoned by Him.
Jehovah’s voice is over seas,
The waters of my enemies,
And there was light! When thunder blows,
Who walks upon the tempest’s throes.
Jehovah’s voice in power is,
And majesty is always His,
Who makes a road where waters were,
And all His enemies deters.
Jehovah’s voice has shattered trees,
And sycamores he breaks with ease,
Who causes cedars to be felled,
To make a house in which to dwell.
He frightens every foreign foe,
And every nation He will own,
That they will dance with joy renewed,
As little calves who see their food.
Jehovah’s voice in fire spews,
As over Egypt which he hewed.
In tongues of fire He descends,
To every nation grace extends.
Jehovah’s voice the deserts shake,
And over darkness dawn will break,
And Elath writhes in labor pains,
He strips the forests in His claim.
In wonder let us glory shout,
To God who brought the flood about.
Jehovah reigns, and Him alone!
Jehovah sits on kingly throne,
And all His sons in strength increase,
He fills our hearts with holy peace.
You mighty men, in awe bow down,
Before Him cast your feeble crown,
And boldly ride against the foe,
For in the strength of Christ you go.