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We crave this blessedness every moment.

BibleGateway: Psalm 32:1-7

ESV Text: Psalm 32:1-7

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     1 A Psalm of David, Maschil. Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. 2 Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile. 3 When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. 4 For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah. 5 I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the LORD; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin. Selah. 6 For this shall every one that is godly pray unto thee in a time when thou mayest be found: surely in the floods of great waters they shall not come nigh unto him.

     7 Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.(KJV)

Hymn: TLH 362:
My Soul’s Best Friend, What Joy and Blessing

— Organ Audio

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1. My soul’s best Friend, what joy and blessing 
My spirit ever finds in Thee! 
From gloomy depths of doubt distressing 
Into Thine arms for rest I flee. 
Then will the night of sorrow vanish 
When from my heart Thy love doth banish 
All anguish and all pain and fear. 
Yea, here on earth begins my heaven; 
Who would not joyful be when given 
A loving Savior always near! 

2. For though the evil world revile me 
And prove herself my bitter foe 
Or by her smile seek to beguile me, 
I trust her not; her wiles I know. 
In Thee alone my soul rejoices, 
Thy praise alone it gladly voices, 
For Thou art true when friendships flee. 
The world may hate but cannot fell me; 
Would mighty waves of trial quell me, 
I anchor in Thy loyalty. 

3. Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest; 
I follow, leaning on Thy hand. 
From out the cloud Thy child Thou feedest 
And givest water from the sand. 
I trust Thy ways, howe’er distressing; 
I know my path will end in blessing; 
Enough that Thou wilt be my Stay. 
For whom to honor Thou intendest 
Oft into sorrow’s vale Thou sendest; 
The night must e’er precede the day. 

4. My soul’s best Friend, how well contented 
Am I, reposing on Thy breast; 
By sin no more am I tormented 
Since Thou dost grant me peace and rest. 
Oh, may the grace that Thou hast given 
For me a foretaste be of heaven, 
All anguish and all pain and fear. 
When I shall bask in joys divine! 
Away, vain world, with fleeting pleasures; 
In Christ I have abiding treasures. 
Oh, comfort sweet, my Friend is mine!