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Mazmur 121:7-8

Yohanes 17:15

Ibrani 2:14-15

Yohanes 3:8

Wahyu 7:14-17

Wahyu 21:4

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1 Tawarikh 4:10

• [1Taw 4:10] Heavenly Father, Bless Me Now

  Heavenly Father, bless me now; At the cross of Christ I bow; Take my guilt and grief away; Hear and heal me now, I pray. Now, O Lord, this very hour, Send Thy grace and show Thy power; While I rest upon Thy Word; Come, and bless me now, O Lord. Mercy now, O Lord, I plead In this hour of utter need; Turn me not away unblest; Calm my anguish into rest. O Thou loving, blessèd One, Rising o’er me like the sun, Light and life art Thou within; Savior, Thou, from every sin!

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• [1Taw 4:10] Jesus, Who Bought Us With His Blood

  Jesus, who bought us with His blood, And makes our souls His care; Was known of old as Israel’s God, And answered Jabez’ prayer. Jabez! a child of grief! the name Befits poor sinners well; For Jesus bore the cross and shame, To save our souls from hell. Teach us, O Lord, like him, to plead For mercies from above; O come, and bless our souls indeed, With light, and joy, and love. The Gospel’s promised land is wide, We fain would enter in; But we are pressed, on every side, With unbelief and sin. Arise; O Lord, enlarge our coast, Let us possess the whole; That Satan may no longer boast He can Thy work control. Oh, may Thine hand be with us still, Our Guide and Guardian be; To keep us safe from every ill, Till death shall set us free. Help us on Thee to cast our care, And on Thy Word to rest; That Israel’s God, who heareth prayer, Will grant us our request.

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• [1Taw 4:10] Lord, Source Of All Blessing

  Lord, Source of all blessing, bless us indeed; For Yours is the bounty, and ours is the need; We trust to Your wisdom, in this request, For You give Your children all the best. Enlarge, too, our boundaries, so that we may Begin greater work for Your kingdom this day; May we be a blessing, to those who seek For meaning in lives where hope is weak. Lord, while we are striving, give us Your hand To help spread Your Word throughout the land; Let us do not evil, seek only right, And usher in dawn to darkest night.

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Mazmur 121:7-8

• [Mzm 121:8] For The Dear Ones Parted From Us

  For the dear ones parted from us We would raise our hymns of prayer; By the tender love which watcheth Round Thy children everywhere, Holy Father,Holy Father, Keep them ever in Thy care. Through each trial and temptation, Dangers faced by night and day, By the infinite compassion Pleading for souls that stray, Loving Savior, Loving Savior, Keep them in the narrow way. In their hours of doubt and sorrow, When their faith is sorely tried, By the grace divine which strengthens, Souls for whom the Savior died, Gracious Spirit, Gracious Spirit, Be Thou evermore their Guide. In their joys, by friends surrounded, In their strife, by foes oppressed, May Thy blessing still be with them, May Thy presence give them rest, God Almighty, God Almighty, Father, Son, and Spirit blest.

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• [Mzm 121:8] Now, The Hour Of Worship O’er

  Now, the hour of worship o’er, Teaching, hearing, praying, singing, Let us gladly God adore, For His Word our praises bringing; For the rich repast He gave us Bless the Lord, who deigned to save us. Now the blessing cheers our heart, By His grace to us extended. Let us joyfully depart; Be our souls to God commended. May His Spirit ever guide us And with all good gifts provide us! Bless our going out, we pray, Bless our entrance in like measure; Bless our bread, O Lord, each day, Bless our toil, our rest, our pleasure; Bless us when we reach death’s portal, Bless us then with life immortal.

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• [Mzm 121:8] Thine Eye Can See

  Dear Savior, all I think or do Thine eye can see; My many wants, my trials, too, Thine eye can see; Where’er I dwell it matters not, My home a palace or a cot; Thank God! whatever be my lot, Thine eye can see. Refrain Thine eye can see, Thine eye can see; Thank God! whatever be my lot, Thine eye can see. Do clouds obscure my morning sun? Thine eye can see; Do friends forsake me, one by one? Thine eye can see; Have I no home, no resting place? Still opened are Thine arms of grace, The tear of sorrow on my face Thine eye can see. Refrain When evening shadows o’er me creep, Thine eye can see; When on my pillow calm I sleep, Thine eye can see; I thank Thee for Thy watchful care, How sweet Thy tender love to share, And know that every grief I bear Thine eye can see. Refrain If I will serve Thee day by day, Thine eye can see; If from Thy pleasant paths I stray, Thine eye can see; Oh, take my heart, my will subdue, And may I ever keep in view, That all I think and all I do Thine eye can see. Refrain

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Galatia 1:4

• [Gal 1:4] To God Be The Glory

  To God be the glory, great things He has done; So loved He the world that He gave us His Son, Who yielded His life an atonement for sin, And opened the life gate that all may go in. Refrain Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, Let the earth hear His voice! Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, Let the people rejoice! O come to the Father, through Jesus the Son, And give Him the glory, great things He has done. O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood, To every believer the promise of God; The vilest offender who truly believes, That moment from Jesus a pardon receives. Refrain Great things He has taught us, great things He has done, And great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son; But purer, and higher, and greater will be Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see. Refrain

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Ibrani 2:14-15

• [Ibr 2:14] Christians, Sing The Incarnation

  Christians, sing the incarnation Of th’eternal Son of God, Who, to save us, took our nature, Soul and body, flesh and blood; God, He saw man’s cruel bondage, Who in death’s dark dungeon lay; Man, He came to fight man’s battle, And for man He won the day. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who for man as Man hath conquered In our own true flesh and blood. King of kings and Lord of angels, He put off His glory-crown, Had a stable-cave for palace, And a manger for His throne; Helpless lay, to Whom creation All its life and being owed, And the lowly Hebrew maiden Was the mother of her God. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who concealed His dazzling Godhead ’Neath the veil of flesh and blood. Through a life of lowly labor He on earth was pleased to dwell, All our want and sorrow sharing; God with us, Emmanuel: Yet, a dearer, closer union Jesus in His love would frame; He, the Passover fulfilling, Gave Himself as paschal Lamb. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who the heav’nly gifts bequeathed us Of His own true flesh and blood. Then, by man refused and hated, God for man vouchsafed to die, Love divine its depth revealing On the heights of Calvary; Through His dying the dominion From the tyrant death was torn, When its Victim rose its Victor On the resurrection morn. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who through His eternal Spirit Offers His own flesh and blood. Forty days of mystic converse Lived on earth the Risen One, Speaking of His earthly kingdom, Ere He sought His heav’nly throne: Then, His latest words a blessing, He ascended up on high, And through rank on rank of angels Captive led captivity. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who the holiest place hath entered In our flesh and by His blood. Now upon the golden altar, In the midst before the throne, Incense of His intercession He is offering for His own. And on earth at all His altars His true presence we adore, And His sacrifice is pleaded, Yea, till time shall be no more. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who, abiding Priest forever, Still imparts His flesh and blood. Then, adored in highest Heaven, We shall see the virgin’s Son, All creation bowed before Him, Man upon th’eternal throne: Where, like sound of many waters In one ever rising flood, Myriad voices hymn His triumph, Victim, Priest, incarnate God. Worthy He all praise and blessing Who, by dying, death o’ercame; Glory be to God forever! Alleluia to the Lamb!

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• [Ibr 2:14] Praise The Savior, Now And Ever

  Praise the Savior now and ever; Praise Him, all beneath the skies; Prostrate lying, suff’ring, dying On the cross, a sacrifice. Vict’ry gaining, life obtaining, Now in glory He doth rise. Man’s work faileth, Christ’s availeth; He is all our righteousness; He, our Savior, has forever Set us free from dire distress. Through His merit we inherit Light and peace and happiness. Sin’s bonds severed, we’re delivered, Christ has bruised the serpent’s head; Death no longer is the stronger, Hell itself is captive led. Christ has risen from death’s prison, O’er the tomb He light has shed. For His favor, praise forever, Unto God the Father sing; Praise the Savior, praise Him ever, Son of God, our Lord and King. Praise the Spirit, through Christ’s merit, He doth us salvation bring.

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Wahyu 7:14-17

• [Why 7:14] Are You Washed In The Blood?

  Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Refrain Are you washed in the blood, In the soul cleansing blood of the Lamb? Are your garments spotless? Are they white as snow? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Are you walking daily by the Savior’s side? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Do you rest each moment in the Crucified? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Refrain When the Bridegroom cometh will your robes be white? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Will your soul be ready for the mansions bright, And be washed in the blood of the Lamb? Refrain Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin, And be washed in the blood of the Lamb; There’s a fountain flowing for the soul unclean, O be washed in the blood of the Lamb! Refrain

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• [Why 7:14] Behold A Host, Arrayed In White

  Behold a host, arrayed in white, Like thousand snow clad mountains bright, With palms they stand. Who is this band Before the throne of light? Lo, these are they of glorious fame Who from the great affliction came And in the flood of Jesus’ blood Are cleansed from guilt and blame. Now gathered in the holy place Their voices they in worship raise, Their anthems swell where God doth dwell, Mid angels’ song of praise. Despised and scorned, they sojourned here; But now, how glorious they appear! Those martyrs stand a priestly band, God’s throne forever near. So oft, in troubled days gone by, In anguish they would weep and sigh. At home above the God of Love For aye their tears shall dry. They now enjoy their Sabbath rest, The paschal banquet of the blest; The Lamb, their Lord, at festal board Himself is Host and Guest. Then hail, ye mighty legions, yea, All hail! Now safe and blest for aye, And praise the Lord, who with His Word Sustained you on the way. Ye did the joys of earth disdain, Ye toiled and sowed in tears and pain. Farewell, now bring your sheaves and sing Salvation’s glad refrain. Swing high your palms, lift up your song, Yea, make it myriad voices strong. Eternally shall praise to Thee, God, and the Lamb belong.

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• [Why 7:14] Blood-washed Throng, The

  There is a blood-washed multitude, a mighty army strong; The Lord of hosts their righteousness, redeeming love their song. They follow Christ Whose Name they bear, to yonder portals bright, Where He has said His faithful ones shall walk with Him in white. That precious Name their guiding star, its beams will o’er them cast, And through its power their trusting souls shall overcome at last. The glory cloud will bring them safe to yonder palace bright, Where they shall see Him eye to eye and walk with Him in white. March on! O blood-washed multitude, for lo! the hour draws nigh, When we shall hail the King of kings triumphant in the sky. When songs of praise to Him we love, shall fill the courts of light, And they that overcome the world, shall walk with Him in white.

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• [Why 7:14] Exalted High At God’s Right Hand

  Exalted high at God’s right hand, Nearer the throne than cherubs stand, With glory crowned, in white array, My wondering soul says, “Who are they?” These are the saints beloved of God, Washed are their robes in Jesus’ blood; More spotless than the purest white, They shine in uncreated light. Brighter than angels, lo! they shine Their glories great, and all divine; Tell me their origin, and say Their order what, and whence they came. Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, and scorned the shame; Within the living temple blest, In God they dwell, and on Him rest. Hunger they ne’er shall feel again, Nor burning thirst shall they sustain; To wells of living waters led By God, the Lamb, forever fed. Unknown to mortal ears, they sing The secret glories of their King; Tell me the subject of their lays, And whence their loud exalted praise. Jesus, the Savior, is their theme; They sing the wonders of His Name; To Him ascribing power and grace, Dominion and eternal praise. “Amen” they cry to Him alone, Who dares to fill His Father’s throne; They give Him glory, and again Repeat His praise, and say “Amen.”

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• [Why 7:14] Hark! The Sound Of Holy Voices

  Hark! the sound of holy voices, chanting at the crystal sea, Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Lord, to Thee; Multitude, which none can number, like the stars in glory stand Clothed in white apparel, holding palms of victory in their hand. Patriarch, and holy prophet, who prepared the way of Christ King, apostle, saint, confessor, martyr and evangelist; Saintly maiden, godly matron, widows who have watched to prayer Joined in holy concert, singing to the Lord of all, are there. They have come from tribulation, and have washed their robes in blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus; tried they were, and firm they stood; Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, sawn asunder, slain with sword; They have conquered death and Satan by the might of Christ the Lord. Marching with Thy cross their banner, they have triumphed, following Thee, the Captain of salvation, Thee, their Savior and their King; Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered; gladly, Lord, with Thee they died; And by death to life immortal they were born and glorified. Now they reign in heav’nly glory, now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from a river, holy bliss and infinite: Love and peace they taste forever, and all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision of the blessèd Trinity. God of God, the One begotten, Light of light, Emmanuel, In Whose body joined together all the saints forever dwell; Pour upon us of Thy fullness that we may forevermore God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost adore.

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• [Why 7:14] How Bright These Glorious Spirits Shine

  These glorious minds, how bright they shine! Whence all their white array? How came they to the happy seats Of everlasting day? From torturing pains to endless joys On fiery wheels they rode, And strangely washed their raiment white In Jesus’ dying blood. Now they approach a spotless God, And bow before His throne Their warbling harps and sacred songs Adore the Holy One. The unveiled glories of His face Amongst His saints reside, While the rich treasure of His grace Sees all their wants supplied. Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls, And hunger flee as fast; The fruit of life’s immortal tree Shall be their sweet repast. The Lamb shall lead His heav’nly flock Where living fountains rise; And love divine shall wipe away The sorrows of their eyes.

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• [Why 7:14] Lo! Round The Throne A Glorious Band

  Lo! round the throne, a glorious band, The saints in countless myriads stand; Of every tongue redeemed to God, Arrayed in garments washed in blood, Arrayed in garments washed in blood. Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, despised the shame; But now from all their labors rest, In God’s eternal glory blest, In God’s eternal glory blest. They see the Savior face to face; They sing the triumph of His grace; And day and night, with ceaseless praise, To Him their loud hosannas raise, To Him their loud hosannas raise. “Worthy the Lamb, for sinners slain, Through endless years to live and reign; Thou hast redeemed us by Thy blood, And made us kings and priests to God.” O may we tread the sacred road That holy saints and martyrs trod; Wage to the end the glorious strife, And win, like them, a crown of life, And win, like them, a crown of life!

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• [Why 7:14] Lo! Round The Throne At God’s Right Hand

  Lo! round the throne at God’s right hand The saints in countless myriads stand, Of every tongue redeemed to God, Arrayed in garments washed in blood. Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, despised the shame; From all their labors now they rest, In God’s eternal glory blest. Hunger and thirst they feel no more; Nor sin, nor pain, nor death deplore; The tears are wiped from every eye, And sorrow yields to endless joy. They see their Savior face to face, And sing the triumphs of His grace, Him, day and night they ceaseless praise, To Him their loud hosannas raise. Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, Through endless years to live and reign; Thou hast redeemed us by Thy blood, And made us kings and priests to God.

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• [Why 7:14] There Is Power In The Blood

  Would you be free from the burden of sin? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Would you o’er evil a victory win? There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain There is power, power, wonder working power In the blood of the Lamb; There is power, power, wonder working power In the precious blood of the Lamb. Would you be free from your passion and pride? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Come for a cleansing to Calvary’s tide; There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain Would you be whiter, much whiter than snow? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Sin stains are lost in its life giving flow. There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain Would you do service for Jesus your King? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Would you live daily His praises to sing? There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] All The Way My Savior Leads Me

  All the way my Savior leads me; What have I to ask beside? Can I doubt His tender mercy, Who through life has been my Guide? Heav’nly peace, divinest comfort, Here by faith in Him to dwell! For I know, whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well; For I know, whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well. All the way my Savior leads me, Cheers each winding path I tread; Gives me grace for every trial, Feeds me with the living Bread. Though my weary steps may falter, And my soul athirst may be, Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! A spring of joy I see; Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! A spring of joy I see. All the way my Savior leads me O the fullness of His love! Perfect rest to me is promised In my Father’s house above. When my spirit, clothed immortal, Wings its flight to realms of day This my song through endless ages— Jesus led me all the way; This my song through endless ages— Jesus led me all the way.

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• [Why 7:17] At The Breaking Of The Day

  Oh, how oft amid our labor Do we think of what will be When the boat shall drop its anchor In the haven o’er the sea! And our hearts, with joy expanding, From our trials look away, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Refrain At the breaking of the day, When we anchor on the shore, At the breaking of the day, When the storms of life are o’er, When our sorrow and our sighing, Like a dream will pass away, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Oh, how oft amid the conflict And the battle raging high, With a faith as clear as noonday We behold the vict’ry nigh, And we know that with the righteous We shall stand in bright array, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Refrain Endless praise to our Redeemer For His all atoning love, That prepares for us a mansion And a crown of life above, Where our eyes shall see the beauty Of the flow’rs that ne’er decay, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] Deem Not That They Are Blest Alone

  Deem not that they are blest alone Whose days a peaceful tenor keep; Th’anointed Son of God makes known A blessing for the eyes that weep. The light of smiles shall fill again The lids that overflow with tears; And weary hours of woe and pain Are promises of happier years. There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief shall bide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light. Nor let the good man’s trust depart, Though life its common gifts deny, Though with a pierced and broken heart, And spurned of men, he goes to die. For God has marked each sorrowing day, And numbered every secret tear; And heaven’s long age of bliss shall pay For all His children suffer here.

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• [Why 7:17] Gathering Out Of Tears

  Steer our bark away to the homeland, Spread the sails of hope o’er the sea; Think of all the friends that await us, When anchored safely there we shall be. Refrain Gathering out of tears into sunshine, Gathering out of labor into rest; Hear the ransomed throng shouting forth their joy in song, Gathering to the mansions of the blest. Steer our bark away to the homeland, On without a fear let us go; When the port of peace we are nearing, The blessèd harbor lights we shall know. Refrain Bright and fair the hills of the homeland, Clad in all the bloom of the spring; There to Him Who loved and redeemed us, Our joyful, joyful praise we will sing. Refrain Soft the winds that blow from the homeland, Sweet the morn that breaks on the shore; Soon we’ll meet again our beloved ones, Where sorrow’s plaintive moan comes no more. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] I Love To Sing Of Heaven

  I love to sing of Heav’n, Where white robed angels are; Where many a friend is gathered safe From fear, and toil, and care. Refrain There’ll be no sorrow there, There’ll be no sorrow there; In Heav’n above, where all is love, There’ll be no sorrow there. I love to think of Heav’n, Where my Redeemer reigns; Where rapturous songs of triumph rise, In endless, joyous strains. Refrain I love to think of Heav’n, That promised land so fair; Oh, how my raptured spirit longs To be forever there. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] Lost Chord, The

  Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease, And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys; I know not what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then, But I struck one chord of music, Like the sound of a great Amen, Like the sound of a great Amen. It flooded the crimson twilight, Like the close of an angel’s psalm, And it lay on my fevered spirit, With a touch of infinite calm, It quieted pain and sorrow, Like love overcoming strife, It seemed the harmonious echo From our discordant life, It linked all the perplexed meanings Into one perfect peace, And trembled away into silence, As if it were loth to cease; I have sought but I seek it vainly, That one lost chord divine, Which came from the soul of the organ, And entered into mine. It may be that death’s bright angel Will speak in that chord again; It may be that only in Heav’n I shall hear that great Amen. It may be that death’s bright angel Will speak in that chord again; It may be that only in Heav’n I shall hear that great Amen.

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• [Why 7:17] Loved One, Farewell

  Birds are rejoicing, O’er hill and dell; Hushed is thy voicing, Sweeter that fell. Friend of our happy days, Brother of prayer and praise, Thine own sweet music says, Loved one, farewell! Thou hast ascended, Where angels dwell; Where, earth songs ended, Heav’n’s anthems swell. Safe, all the saints among, Blest with the praising throng, Singing the new made songs, Loved one, farewell! Salvation’s story Then thou wilt tell; Triumphs of glory, Thy voice shall swell. Rest thou, oh, friend so dear, Thy precious Savior near, Where God shall wipe each tear, Loved one, farewell! Safe from thee turning, Grief’s tones will knell; Hard, hard the learning, God doeth well! Till, be it soon or late, Up, at the pearly gate, We meet, oh watch and wait, Loved one, farewell!

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• [Why 7:17] There’ll Be No Sorrow There

  There’ll be no night in Heav’n, In that blest world above; No anxious toil, no weary hours; For labor there is love. Refrain There’ll be no sorrow there, There’ll be no sorrow there, In Heav’n above, where all is love, There’ll be no sorrow there. There’ll be no grief in Heav’n, For life is one glad day, And tears are those of former things Which all have passed way. Refrain There’ll be no sin in Heav’n; Behold that blessèd throng, All holy in their spotless robes, All holy in their song. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] When Gathering Clouds Around I View

  When gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On Him I lean, who not in vain Experienced every human pain; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures all my tears. If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom’s narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do, Still He, who felt temptation’s power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. If wounded love my bosom swell, Deceived by those I prized too well, He shall His pitying aid bestow, Who felt on earth severer woe, At once betrayed, denied, or fled, By those who shared His daily bread. If vexing thoughts within me rise And, sore dismayed, my spirit dies, Still He, who once vouchsafed to bear The sickening anguish of despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. When, sorrowing, o’er some stone I bend, Which covers what was once a friend, And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while, Thou, Savior, mark’st the tears I shed, For Thou didst weep o’er Lazarus dead. And O, when I have safely past, Through every conflict but the last; Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, for Thou hast died; Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear way.

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Wahyu 21:4

• [Why 21:4] Away With Our Sorrow And Fear

  Away with our sorrow and fear! We soon shall recover our home, The city of saints shall appear, The day of eternity come: From earth we shall quickly remove, And mount to our native abode, The house of our Father above, The palace of angels and God. Our mourning is all at an end, When, raised by the life-giving Word, We see the new city descend, Adorned as a bride for her Lord; The city so holy and clean, No sorrow can breathe in the air; No gloom of affliction or sin, No shadow of evil is there. By faith we already behold That lovely Jerusalem here; Her walls are of jasper and gold, As crystal her buildings are clear; Immovably founded in grace, She stands as she ever hath stood, And brightly her Builder displays, And flames with the glory of God. No need of the sun in that day, Which never is followed by night, Where Jesus’ beauties display A pure and a permanent light: The Lamb is their light and their sun, And lo! by reflection they shine, With Jesus ineffably one, And bright in effulgence divine! The saints in His presence receive Their great and eternal reward; In Jesus, in Heaven they live, They reign in the smile of their Lord: The flame of angelical love Is kindled at Jesus’ face; And all the enjoyment above Consists in the rapturous gaze.

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• [Why 21:4] Come, Let Us Now Forget Our Mirth

  Come, let us now forget our mirth, And think that we must die: What are our best delights on earth, Compared with those on high? A sad and sinful world is this, Although it seems so fair; But Heaven is perfect joy and bliss, For God Himself is there. Here all our pleasures soon are past, Our brightest joys decay; But pleasures there for ever last, And can not fade away. Here many a pain and bitter groan Our feeble bodies tear; But pain and sickness are not known, And never shall be, there. Here sins and sorrows we deplore With many cares distressed; But there the mourners weep no more, And there the weary rest. Our dearest friends when death shall call, At once must hence depart; But there we hope to meet them all, And never, never part. Then let us love and serve the Lord With all our youthful powers, And we shall gain this great reward, This glory shall be ours.

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• [Why 21:4] In A Little While We’re Going Home

  Let us sing a song that will cheer us by the way, In a little while we’re going home; For the night will end in the everlasting day, In a little while we’re going home. Refrain In a little while, in a little while, We shall cross the billow’s foam; We shall meet at last, When the stormy winds are past, In a little while we’re going home. We will do the work that our hands may find to do, In a little while we’re going home; And the grace of God will our daily strength renew, In a little while we’re going home. Refrain We will smooth the path for some weary, way-worn feet, In a little while we’re going home; And may loving hearts spread around an influence sweet! In a little while we’re going home. Refrain There’s a rest beyond, there’s relief from every care, In a little while we’re going home; And no tears shall fall in that city bright and fair, In a little while we’re going home. Refrain

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• [Why 21:4] Jerusalem, Jerusalem

  Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Thou city ever blest, Within thy portals first I find My safety, peace and rest. Here dangers always threaten me, My days in strife are spent, And labor, sorrow, worry, grief, I find at best their strength. No wonder, then, that I do long O blessèd home, for thee, Where I shall find a resting place, From sin and sorrow free; Where tears and weeping are no more, Nor death, nor pain, nor night, For former things are passed way, And darkness turned to light. Now all for me has lost its charm Which by the world is praised, Since on the cross, through faith, I saw My Savior Jesus raised; My goal is fixed, one thing I ask, Whate’er the cost may be, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Soon to arrive in thee.

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• [Why 21:4] Never Say Goodbye

  O blessèd home where those who meet Shall never say goodbye; Where kindred souls each other greet, And never say goodbye. Refrain We’ll never say goodbye, We’ll never say goodbye; In that fair land beyond the sky, We’ll never say goodbye. Beyond this vale of toil and care, We’ll never say goodbye; We part in tears on earth, but there— We’ll never say goodbye Refrain When safe among the ransomed throng We’ll never say goodbye; Where life is one eternal song, We’ll never say goodbye. Refrain On yonder fair and peaceful shore, We’ll never say goodbye; But dwell with Christ forevermore, And never say goodbye. Refrain

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• [Why 21:4] There Is A Better World

  There is a better world, they say O so bright! O so bright! Where sin and woe are done away, O so bright! O so bright! And music fills the balmy air, And angels with bright wings are there, And harps of gold and mansions fair, O so bright! O so bright! No clouds e’er pass along that sky, Happy land! Happy land! No tear drops glisten in the eye, Happy land! Happy land! They drink the gushing streams of grace, And gaze upon the Savior’s face Whose brightness fills the holy place; Happy land! Happy land! And wicked things and beasts of prey, Come not there! Come not there! And ruthless death and fierce decay, Come not there! Come not there! There all are holy, all are good, But hearts unwashed in Jesus’ blood, And guilty sinners unrenewed, Come not there! Come not there! And though we’re sinners every one, Jesus died! Jesus died! And though our crown of peace is gone, Jesus died! Jesus died! We may be cleansed from every stain, We may be crowned with bliss again, And in that land of glory reign; Jesus died! Jesus died!

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• [Why 21:4] There Is No Night In Heaven

  There is no night in Heaven; In that blest world above Work never can bring weariness, For work itself is love. There is no grief in Heaven; For life is one glad day; And tears are of those former things Which all have passed away. There is no sin in Heaven; Behold that blessèd throng: All holy is their spotless robe, All holy is their song! There is no death in Heaven; For they who gain that shore Have won their immortality, And they can die no more. Lord Jesus, be our Guide; O lead us safely on, Till night and grief and sin and death Are past, and Heaven is won!

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• [Why 21:4] We Are Going

  We are going, we are going, To a home beyond the skies, Where the fields are robed in beauty, And the sunlight never dies; Where the fount of joy is flowing, In the valley green and fair, We shall dwell in love together; There will be no parting there. Refrain We are going, we are going, To a home beyond the skies, Where the fields are robed in beauty, And the sunlight never dies. We are going, we are going, And the music we have heard Like the echo of the woodland, Or the carol of a bird; With the rosy light of morning On the calm and fragrant air, Still it murmurs, softly murmurs, There will be no parting there. Refrain We are going, we are going, When this mortal life is o’er, To that pure and happy region Where our friends have gone before; They are singing with the angels In that land so bright and fair; We shall dwell with them forever; There will be no parting there. Refrain

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• [Why 21:4] What Will It Matter?

  What will it matter, by and by, What will it matter, by and by Whether my crosses were heavy or light, Whether my pathway was cloudy or bright, When I shall walk with the ransomed in white, Safe in that beautiful land? What will it matter, by and by, What will it matter, by and by, Whether my trials were many or few, Whether the world was unfaithful or true, When my Redeemer in glory I view, Home in that beautiful land? What will it matter, by and by, What will it matter, by and by, Whether the waters were bitter or sweet, Murmuring gently, or sad at my feet, When the departed, with rapture, I meet, Home in that beautiful land? What will it matter, by and by, What will it matter, by and by, Whether I press with the morning away, Whether at noontide or closing of day, When in the valley of Eden I stray, Home in that beautiful land?

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  source: Cyberhymnal