
God Heals the Brokenhearted Psalm 147
He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds. He counts the number of the stars

He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds. He counts the number of the stars

Let them praise the name of the LORD, For His name alone is exalted; His glory

Praise the LORD! Sing to the LORD a new song, And His praise in the assembly

Praise God in His sanctuary; Let everything that has breath praise the LORD. Praise the LORD!

Stand up, stand up for Jesus! ye soldiers of the cross; Lift high His royal banner,

Come Thou Fount of every blessing Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy,

My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine; for Thee all the follies of

Because He lives I can face tomorrow Because He lives, all fear is gone Because I

Fairest Lord Jesus! Ruler of all nature! O Thou of God and man the Son!

Before the throne of God above I have a strong and perfect plea A great High

And He walks with me, and He talks with me, And He tells me I am

He leadeth me, he leadeth me, By his own hand he leadeth me; His faithful follower

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; It is

I need Thee, O I need Thee; every hour I need Thee! O bless me now,

All hail the pow’r of Jesus’ name! Let angels prostrate fall Bring forth the royal diadem

Have Thine own way Lord Have Thine own way Thou art the potter I am the