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These are healing words for the Christian feeling pursued by the enemies of God: Satan, heathen world, and sinful nature.

BibleGateway: Psalm 71

ESV Text: Psalm 71


KJV Text:

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KJV Text (alt. audio): Chapter 71:

     1 In thee, O LORD, do I put my trust: let me never be put to confusion. 2 Deliver me in thy righteousness, and cause me to escape: incline thine ear unto me, and save me. 3 Be thou my strong habitation, whereunto I may continually resort: thou hast given commandment to save me; for thou art my rock and my fortress. 4 Deliver me, O my God, out of the hand of the wicked, out of the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man. 5 For thou art my hope, O Lord GOD: thou art my trust from my youth. 6 By thee have I been holden up from the womb: thou art he that took me out of my mother’s bowels: my praise shall be continually of thee. 7 I am as a wonder unto many; but thou art my strong refuge. 8 Let my mouth be filled with thy praise and with thy honour all the day. 9 Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth. 10 For mine enemies speak against me; and they that lay wait for my soul take counsel together, 11 Saying, God hath forsaken him: persecute and take him; for there is none to deliver him. 12 O God, be not far from me: O my God, make haste for my help. 13 Let them be confounded and consumed that are adversaries to my soul; let them be covered with reproach and dishonour that seek my hurt.

     14 But I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more. 15 My mouth shall shew forth thy righteousness and thy salvation all the day; for I know not the numbers thereof. 16 I will go in the strength of the Lord GOD: I will make mention of thy righteousness, even of thine only. 17 O God, thou hast taught me from my youth: and hitherto have I declared thy wondrous works. 18 Now also when I am old and greyheaded, O God, forsake me not; until I have shewed thy strength unto this generation, and thy power to every one that is to come. 19 Thy righteousness also, O God, is very high, who hast done great things: O God, who is like unto thee! 20 Thou, which hast shewed me great and sore troubles, shalt quicken me again, and shalt bring me up again from the depths of the earth. 21 Thou shalt increase my greatness, and comfort me on every side. 22 I will also praise thee with the psaltery, even thy truth, O my God: unto thee will I sing with the harp, O thou Holy One of Israel. 23 My lips shall greatly rejoice when I sing unto thee; and my soul, which thou hast redeemed. 24 My tongue also shall talk of thy righteousness all the day long: for they are confounded, for they are brought unto shame, that seek my hurt.(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 393:
From God Shall Naught Divide Me

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— Organ Audio

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1. From God shall naught divide me, 
For He is true for aye 
And on my path will guide me, 
Who else should often stray. 
His right hand holdeth me; 
For me He truly careth, 
My burdens ever beareth 
Wherever I may be. 

2. When man’s help and affection 
Shall unavailing prove, 
God grants me His protection 
And shows His pow’r and love. 
He helps in ev’ry need, 
From sin and shame redeems me, 
From chains and bonds reclaims me, 
Yea, e’en from death I’m freed. 

3. God shall be my Reliance 
In sorrow’s darkest night; 
Its dread I bid defiance 
When He is at my right. 
I unto Him commend 
My body, soul, and spirit– 
They are His own by merit– 
All’s well then at the end. 

4. Oh, praise Him, for He never 
Forgets our daily need; 
Oh, blest the hour whenever 
To Him our thoughts can speed; 
Yea, all the time we spend 
Without Him is but wasted, 
Till we His joy have tasted, 
The joy that hath no end. 

5. Yea, when the world shall perish 
With all its pride and power, 
Whatever worldlings cherish 
Shall vanish in that hour. 
But though in death they make 
The deepest grave our cover, 
When there our sleep is over, 
Our God will us awake. 

6. What though I here must suffer 
Distress and trials sore, 
I merit ways still rougher; 
And yet there is in store 
For me eternal bliss, 
Yea, pleasures without measure, 
Since Christ is now my Treasure 
And shall be evermore.