Psalms in Poetry - Chapter 91
1 The one who dwells in shelter of Most High
will rest in shadow of Almighty God.
2 I’ll tell the Lord, 'He’s my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.'
3 And He will save you from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence.
4 He’ll cover you with His feathers;
Under His wings, you’ll find refuge;
His faithfulness will be your shield, rampart.
5 You will not fear the terror of the night,
nor arrow flying during day,
6 Nor pestilence that stalks in dark,
nor plague that destroys at midday.
7 Though thousand fall at your side, still
and ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come nearer you.
8 You’ll only see with your own eyes,
the punishment of those wicked.
9 You make the Most High your dwelling—
even the Lord, who’s my refuge-
10 No harm will come upon you then;
no disaster comes near your tent.
11 For, He’ll command His angels all
to guard you well in all your ways;
12 They’ll lift you up in their strong hands,
so that your foot strikes not a stone.
13 You’ll tread on lion and cobra;
you’ll trample lion and serpent.
14 'Because he loves Me, ' says the Lord,
'I’ll rescue him; I’ll protect him,
For, he acknowledges My name.
15 He’ll call upon Me, and I’ll answer him;
I’ll be with him in all troubles,
I’ll deliver and honor him.
16 With long a life, will I satisfy him
and show to him my salvation.'
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-13-2009
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Psalm 91 part 1
v.1-7
L. M.
Safety in public diseases and dangers.
He that hath made his refuge God
Shall find a most secure abode,
Shall walk all day beneath his shade,
And there at night shall rest his head.
Then will I say, "My God, thy power
Shall be my fortress and my tower;
I, that am formed of feeble dust,
Make thine almighty arm my trust."
Thrice happy man! thy Maker's care
Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare;
Satan, the fowler, who betrays
Unguarded souls a thousand ways.
Just as a hen protects her brood
From birds of prey that seek their blood,
Under her feathers, so the Lord
Makes his own arm his people's guard.
If burning beams of noon conspire
To dart a pestilential fire,
God is their life; his wings are spread
To shield them with a healthful shade.
If vapors with malignant breath
Rise thick, and scatter midnight death,
Isr'el is safe; the poisoned air
Grows pure, if Isr'el's God be there.
PAUSE.
What though a thousand at thy side,
At thy right hand ten thousand died,
Thy God his chosen people saves
Amongst the dead, amidst the graves.
So when he sent his angel down
To make his wrath in Egypt known,
And slew their sons, his careful eye
Passed all the doors of Jacob by.
But if the fire, or plague, or sword,
Receive commission from the Lord
To strike his saints among the rest,
Their very pains and deaths are blest.
The sword, the pestilence, or fire,
Shall but fulfil their best desire;
From sins and sorrows set them free,
And bring thy children, Lord, to thee.
poem by Isaac Watts
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The Believer's Safety
Incarnate God! the soul that knows
Thy name's mysterious power
Shall dwell in undisturbed repose,
Nor fear the trying hour.
Thy wisdom, faithfulness and love,
To feeble helpless worms;
A buckler and a refuge prove,
From enemies and storms.
In vain the fowler spreads his net,
To draw them from thy care;
Thy timely call instructs their feet,
To shun the artful snare.
When like a baneful pestilence,
Sin mows its thousands down
On every side, without defence,
Thy grace secures thine own.
No midnight terrors haunt their bed,
No arrow wounds by day;
Unhurt on serpents they shall tread,
If found in duty's way.
Angels, unseen, attend the saints,
And bear them in their arms;
To cheer the spirit when it faints,
And guard the life from harms.
The angels' Lord, himself is nigh,
To them that love his name;
Ready to save them when they cry,
And put their foes to shame.
Crosses and changes are their lot,
Long as they sojourn here;
But since their Saviour changes not,
What have the saints to fear?
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Psalm 91 part 2
v.9-16
C. M.
Protection from death, guard of angels, victory and deliverance.
Ye sons of men, a feeble race,
Exposed to every snare,
Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place,
And try and trust his care.
No ill shall enter where you dwell;
Or if the plague come nigh,
And sweep the wicked down to hell,
'Twill raise his saints on high.
He'll give his angels charge to keep
Your feet in all their ways;
To watch your pillow while you sleep,
And guard your happy days.
Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall
And dash against the stones:
Are they not servants at his call,
And sent t' attend his sons?
Adders and lions ye shall tread;
The tempters wiles defeat;
He that hath broke the serpent's head
Puts him beneath your feet.
"Because on me they set their love,
I'll save them," saith the Lord;
"I'll bear their joyful souls above
Destruction and the sword.
"My grace shall answer when they call,
In trouble I'll be nigh;
My power shall help them when they fall,
And raise them when they die.
"Those that on earth my name have known
I'll honor them in heav'n;
There my salvation shall be shown,
And endless life be giv'n."
poem by Isaac Watts
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My Lord, My Refuge
O Lord,
I take this bread and
eat your Body
O Lord,
I take this wine and
drink your blood
Taste and see my Lord is all goodness
Happy are those who take refuge in Him
Fill me with your spirit and grace
Take my heavy burden away
Lord, I give You praise and compliment
How beautiful is your dwelling
How my soul longs for you
How my spirit rekindles with Your salvation
I'm too tired and weary
Need a resting place
Lord, Jesus, give me a peaceful place
Take your dwelling as my safe haven
My Lord, My refuge
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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A Sight Such As This
To keep her brood inside safe, protected
The mother swan spreads wide her wings,
A sight such as this I have reflected
Showed me a glimpse of His Divine caring.
All creation testify His Kindness
Boundless, infinite, given free.
Loving, awesome His Faithfulness
Yes, the LORD is good and full of Mercy!
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'He will cover you with His feathers,
and under His wings you will find refuge;
His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.'
Psalm 91: 4
A Sight Such As This
by Cynthia Buhain Baello
August 29,2012
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That dark Dweller in Braj
That dark Dweller in Braj
Is my only refuge.
O my companion,
Worldly comfort is an illusion,
As soon you get it, it goes.
I have chosen the Indestructible for my refuge,
Him whom the snake of death
Will not devour.
My Beloved dwells in my heart,
I have actually seen that Abode of Joy.
Mira's Lord is Hari, the Indestructible.
My Lord, I have taken refuge with Thee,
Thy slave.
Where Could I Go But To The Lord
Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptations call
Where could I go to the lord
Where could I go where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to help me in the end
Where could I go to the lord
Neighbors are fun I love them everyone
We get along in sweet accord
But when I pass the chilling hand of death
Where could I go to the lord
Where could I go where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to help me in the end
Where could I go to the lord
Life here is grand with friends I love so well
Comfort I get from gods own word
But when my soul needs manna from above
Where could I go to the lord
Where could I go where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to help me in the end
Where could I go to the lord
Where could I go where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to help me in the end
Where could I go to the lord
Where could I go to the lord
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Psalm 91
I shall dwell in the secret place
And kneel before your throne of grace
I shall look upon your holy face
And abide in the shadow of the Almighty
You are my tower and my fortress
You are my God and you are boundless
You are my light even in the darkness
When I abide under the shadow of the Almighty
I shall not be afraid of the terror by night
Nor the arrows that fly by day
For you are glorious in my sight
And nothing can stand in your way
A thousand may fall by mu side
And ten thousand may fall by my hand
Yet I dwell in the shadow of the Almighty
In you alone forever I stand
Your angels watch over us night and day
Lest we dash our foot against a stone
In times of trouble we cry to you
We cry to you before the throne
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Under His Wings
Whatever, my way, this life brings, I am safely under His Wings,
Under the wings of my Lord, by Whom, my life is never ignored,
Safely under His wings of Love, as He protects me from above,
Through this life I can be sure, in my Lord, I am safe and secure.
Within my Lord's Everlasting Arms, I am safe from undue harms,
Though I may run into tribulation, He is The God of my Salvation,
Knowing I'm free from the curse, life without Him was truly worse,
Truly alone in the darkness of sin, without Grace, granted by Him.
As a dark storm pours upon me, I know The Lord God of Eternity,
By The One, in Whom I'm saved, in His palm, I've been engraved,
Engraved forever; there to stay, as He watches me night and day,
Being never far from God's sight, as He guides me day and night.
The One, Who knit me in the womb, is there should troubles loom,
For all of my troubles, He is aware, as I am continually in His care,
I am always in the eyes of The Lord, this by God I'm fully assured,
With me from the beginning to end; He's my Lord, God and friend.
Under The Wings of loving care, of The Lord, Who is always there,
Every new day, to see me through, all of the things God foreknew,
Also, my Lord knows all that's ahead, so I haven't a need to dread,
Any new trials or tribulation, but, just trust the Lord of my Salvation.
(Copyright ©04/2012)
Yahoo!
Better that the devil should not be called
If you wanna wed the devils daughter
I pray to the lord on high to set you free
Better you decide to cut him loose
Than to ride on the cunning line
I pray to the lord on high to rescue me
No one should go through hard times
No one should live in sorrow
Got to lift your head up high
Got to face the darker skies
Yahoo! ah higher, higher, higher
Yahoo! ah find your way unto the lord
Ah higher, higher, higher
Yahoo! ah find your way unto the lord
To run where the devil would fear to tread
Got to put your money where your heart is
I pray to the lord on high to set you free
Whether you decide to trade your soul
For a little of the devils gold
I pray to the lord on high to rescue me
No one should feel so low down
And give into sweet temptation
Got to lift your head up high
Got to face the darker skies
Yahoo! ah higher, higher, higher
Yahoo! ah find your way unto the lord
Ah higher, higher, higher
Yahoo! ah find your way unto the lord
Yahoo! ah higher, higher, higher
Yahoo! ah find your way unto the lord
When you look around and find yourself
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
I pray to the lord on high to rescue me
If theres trouble on your mind when you sleep at night
Wont you come and put your trust in me
And I pray to the lord on high to set you free
No one should go through hard times
No one should live in sorrow
Got to face the darker skies
Got to lift your head up high
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God Waits For You T0 Come
Jesus God, our Healer, Friend
Ever present loving Savior
Come to Him, all you who weary
Heavy laden, life survivors.
He will never turn you away
Just come and call upon His Name
You need not excellently pray
Be yourself, He'll take you just the same.
In life, we all go around searching
Like wandering sheep that go astray
When all the while the Lord is waiting
For us to come to Him today.
Your burden He is more than able
To carry, cure, and dissipate
For with God, nothing is impossible!
Don't lose your life, it is not too late.
He is your Comfort, your Burden Bearer
Your Sun and Shield, your Hiding Place
The Rock of Ages, great Redeemer!
The Lord is gracious to show His Face.
'The Lord is my Rock, my Fortress and my Deliverer,
my God is my rock, in Whom I take refuge.
He is my Shield and the Horn of my Salvation,
my stronghold.'
Psalm 18: 2
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 25,2010
Philippines
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Psalms in Poetry - Chapter 3
1 How countless stand my foes, O Lord!
How countless those against me, God!
2 How countless are those telling me,
‘His God won’t give him salvation! ’
3 But Yahweh is my shield beside,
My glory, holding my head high!
4 Whenev’r I cry to Yahweh, He
Answers from His holy mountain.
5 After I sleep, I shall wake up,
For Yahweh sustains me always.
6 I don’t fear people in thousands
Who stand against me when I turn.
7 Rescue me Yahweh, my dear God;
You strike my foes across their face;
You break the teeth of wicked ones.
8 In Yahweh, salvation is sure;
Your blessings rain on your people.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-16-2009
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Autumn
Autumn hath all the summer's fruitful treasure;
Gone is our sport, fled is poor Croydon's pleasure.
Short days, sharp days, long nights come on apace,
Ah, who shall hide us from the winter's face?
Cold doth increase, the sickness will not cease,
And here we lie, God knows, with little ease.
From winter, plague, and pestilence, good Lord deliver us!
London doth mourn, Lambeth is quite forlorn;
Trades cry, Woe worth that ever they were born.
The want of term is town and city's harm;
Close chambers we do want to keep us warm.
Long banished must we live from our friends;
This low-built house will bring us to our ends.
From winter, plague, and pestilence, good Lord deliver us!
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Psalm 61
v.1-6
S. M.
Safety in God.
When, overwhelm'd with grief,
My heart within me dies,
Helpless, and far from all relief,
To heav'n I lift mine eyes.
O lead me to the rock
That's high above my head,
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
Within thy presence, Lord,
For ever I'll abide;
Thou art the tower of my defence,
The refuge where I hide.
Thou givest me the lot
Of those that fear thy name;
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Where Could I Go But To The Lord
(words & music by j. b. coats)
Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptation so
Now wont you tell me
Where could I go but to the lord
Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking the refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Wont you tell me
Where could I go but to the lord
Life here is grand with friends I love so dear
Comfort I get from gods own word
Yet when I face that chilling hand of death
Wont you tell me
Where could I go but to the lord
Where could I go but to the lord
Where could I go oh where could I go
Seeking the refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to save me in the end
Wont you tell me
Where could I go but to the lord
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Psalm 55
v.1-8,16-18,22
C. M.
Support for the afflicted and tempted soul.
O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
"Behold my flowing tears;
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
Their rage is leveled at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.
With inward pain my heart-strings sound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
O were I like a feathered dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home;
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
PAUSE.
By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry;
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear,
If he command their aid.
I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days.
poem by Isaac Watts
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A Tower Name
The Lord’s name
Power name
A tower name
A strong name
And power-tower name
A strong tower, the name
A safe place, the name
Good in every situation, the name
Has unmatched power, the name
And a place of fortification, the name
When spiritually attacked, to the name run
When the past foibles clouds the mind, to the name run
When disappointed, to the name run
When failure cripples in, to the name run
And when tempted, to the name run
In the name, security
In the name, safety
In the name, peace
In the name, strong power
And in the name, a strong tower
A strong tower, strong refuge
A strong tower, stout defense
A strong tower, powerful protection
A strong tower, shield from the past
And a strong tower, enemy at bay to put
Whatever enemy offensive, call the name
Like Joseph, make a dash to the name
So portable, so wherever, the tower name
A refuge from doubt, selfishness, malice
And a shelter from slenderness, loneliness, envy and the like
So as the devil launches attack
A run to the tower name make
Call upon the power name
Stay in the power-tower
And watch him, sulking away
The Bible assures us: “The name of the Lord is a strong tower: the righteous runneth into it, and is safe” (Prov.18: 10, KJV) .
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Lord Send My Angel
Lord send my angel
to sit at the foot of my bed
and shelter me from the crown of my head
Lord send my angel
to wake me in the love of Christ
to always conquer my days with peace and not strife
Lord send my angel
to watch over me all day long
as I go to and fro to keep me from all harm
Lord send my angel
who is powerful and strong
who shall guard my life forever long
Lord send my angel
and keep my angel dear and near
that I will feel no fear
Lord send my angel
poem by Yolonda Lee
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Trusting His Ways
The Lord’s Ways are always best, even when they are His test,
As God sees just what we are, as The Lord watches from afar;
But in fact, God is very near, to all who possess a Godly fear,
For wherever they go in life, there in dwells The Spirit of Christ.
All God’s ways are tried and true, knowing what’s best for you,
For He can see, what we cannot, knowing every man’s cast lot.
What He knows, we can trust, for He’s God and we’re but dust,
And so He knows all will stray, until we choose His lasting way.
A way we may not understand, while being led by God’s Hand,
But, all the ways of The Lord, through all history have endured,
And God is guiding you and me, through this world to Eternity,
While only God knows the end, from the very beginning friend.
Understanding is not required, to live in the way that is desired,
By God, Who sets our course, to become that ultimate source,
The One who fills us with peace, that in our trials will not cease,
And He’s the One, Who’s over all, ready to lift us, when we fall.
Not knowing all that lies ahead, we put our trust in God instead,
Even when we see little light, the Ways of God are always right,
As all things work for our good, this in His Word is understood,
By everyone called by Christ, for God’s purpose during our life.
(Copyright ©11/2009)
Praise Your Holy Name
For all youve done -- Thank you
With my hands, I applaud the maker of creation, Holy Father
With my mouth, I extol, shouts of jubilation, Hallelujah
(You satisfy my hearts desire) With many good things,
I gotta thank ya
(You redeemed my very life) To you my heart sings
(With everything, I lift you up high)
(Let everything within praise your holy name )
With everything I,
(With everything, I lift you up high)
Lift you up Lord,Everything within me
(Let everything within praise Your holy name)
With the dance, I will praise, rejoicing in my Savior
Oh Lord, Youve been good
For Your everlasting love and unmerited favor,
Grace and mercy to me
(The Glory of Your majesty), even the skies have to display,
Yeah, yeah
(Day and night, and night and day) Youre worthy of praise
(With everything, I lift you up high)
I lift you, oh Lord I thank you, I gotta praise your Holy Name
(with everything I lift you up high)
I lift you Lord, so wonderful, I gotta, (praise your name)
Everything I do I wanna do it all for you
Let me be calm when Im there, praising your holy name
I wanna lift you up so high for the world to see
(Bridge)
I lift my hands, my hands I raise
To give You glory, to give You praise
I wanna live, so I can give all of my service unto You
Because Youre worthy Oh Lord your worthy
Oh yes, Youre worthy, worthy of the praise,
And the honor and the glory
And all majesty belongs to you.
With everything I do, everywhere I go,
I gotta tell everybody about your goodness,
About your goodness, about your goodness
Oh yeah, Yeah, youve been good, Lord,
Youve been good Lord, Youve been good Lord
You've been good Oh
Better to me, better to me, better to me than I could ever
be to myself
Youve been good Lord, thats why I thank you, thats why I praise ya
Hey
My hands are lifted, my voice is raised, to give you glory,
to give you praise
Huh, huh, praise ya,Huh, huh, praise ya
Oh I praise ya, Oh I praise ya
Oh, only you Lord, Only You Lord
Only you are worthy of the glory
You are worthy of the honor, uh, of the honor
You are worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy
I praise you, I lift ya, Magnify ya,
Because you are worthy of the praise.
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