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Mazmur 45:9-17

Efesus 5:25-27

Wahyu 19:7-9

Wahyu 21:9

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Mazmur 45:9-17

• [Mzm 45:11] O Royal Bride, Give Heed

  O royal bride, give heed, And to my words attend; For Christ the King forsake the world And every former friend. Thy beauty and thy grace Shall then delight the King; He only is thy rightful Lord, To Him thy worship bring. To thee, since thou art His, Great honor shall be shown; The rich shall bring their gifts to thee, Thy glory they shall own. Enthroned in royal state, All glorious thou shalt dwell, With garments fair, inwrought with gold; The Church He loveth well. And they that honor thee Shall in thy train attend, And to the palace of the King Shall joyfully ascend. O King of royal race, Thy sons of heavenly birth, Thou wilt endow with kingly gifts As princes in the earth. Thy Name shall be proclaimed Through all succeeding days, And all the nations of the earth Shall give Thee endless praise.

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• [Mzm 45:15] There Is Coming On A Day Of Great Rejoicing

  There is coming on a great day of rejoicing, When all the ransomed shall gather, their Lord as King to crown; All earth’s sorrow and its sin then disappearing, Every heart will the Savior then own. Refrain O the crowning day is coming, Hallelujah! O the crowning day is coming, Praise the Lord! For our Savior-King shall reign, He shall have His own again, Hallelujah, Hallelujah! From far distant lands battalions now are marching, Who will have part in the honors which Jesus will bestow; God be praised for all the souls that now are starting, Swelling the hosts that to victory go. Refrain Do you, comrades, feel at times a bit downhearted, When in the fight all looks dark, and the foe seems fierce and strong? At such times I find my fear has all departed When I remember that day coming on. Refrain

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Yesaya 62:4-5

• [Yes 62:4] Beulah Land

  I’ve reached the land of corn and wine, And all its riches freely mine; Here shines undimmed one blissful day, For all my night has passed away. Refrain O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land, As on thy highest mount I stand, I look away across the sea, Where mansions are prepared for me, And view the shining glory shore, My Heav’n, my home forever more! My Savior comes and walks with me, And sweet communion here have we; He gently leads me by His hand, For this is Heaven’s border land. Refrain A sweet perfume upon the breeze, Is borne from ever vernal trees, And flow’rs, that never fading grow Where streams of life forever flow. Refrain The zephyrs seem to float to me, Sweet sounds to Heaven’s melody, As angels with the white robed throng Join in the sweet redemption song. Refrain

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• [Yes 62:4] Dwelling In Beulah Land

  Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling. Then I know the sins of earth beset on every hand. Doubt and fear and things of earth in vain to me are calling. None of these shall move me from Beulah Land. Refrain I’m living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky. I’m drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry. O yes! I’m feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply, For I am dwelling in Beulah Land. Far below the storm of doubt upon the world is beating. Sons of men in battle long the enemy withstand. Safe am I within the castle of God’s Word retreating. Nothing then can reach me—’tis Beulah Land. Refrain Let the stormy breezes blow, their cry cannot alarm me; I am safely sheltered here, protected by God’s hand. Here the sun is always shining, here there’s naught can harm me. I am safe forever in Beulah Land. Refrain Viewing here the works of God, I sink in contemplation. Hearing now His blessèd voice, I see the way He planned. Dwelling in the Spirit here I learn of full salvation. Gladly I will tarry in Beulah Land. Refrain

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• [Yes 62:4] I Have Entered Beulah Land

  Oh, my cup is overflowing With the goodness of the Lord; I am trusting in His mercy, And rejoicing in His Word. Refrain I have climbed the rugged mountain, On its summit now I stand; Hallelujah! hallelujah! I have entered Beulah land. From the sighing and the longing, That so oft my heart oppressed, With my Savior and Redeemer Now in perfect peace I rest. Refrain There’s a palace o’er the river And its jasper walls I see, And among its many mansions There is one prepared for me. Refrain I have climbed the rugged mountain, But my Savior led the way; Unto Him shall be the glory, When I reach eternal day. Refrain

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• [Yes 62:4] Is Not This The Land Of Beulah?

  I am dwelling on the mountain, Where the golden sunlight gleams O’er a land whose wondrous beauty Far exceeds my fondest dreams, Where the air is pure, ethereal, Laden with the breath of flowers, They are blooming by the fountain, ’Neath the amaranthine bow’rs. Refrain Is not this the Land of Beulah? Blessèd, blessèd land of light; Where the flowers bloom forever, And the sun is always bright. I can see far down the mountain, Where I wandered weary years, Often hindered in my journey, By the ghosts of doubt and fears; Broken vows and disappointments, Thickly sprinkled all the way, But the Spirit led, unerring, To the land I hold today. Refrain I am drinking at the fountain, Where I ever would abide, For I’ve tasted life’s pure river, And my soul is satisfied; There’s no thirsting for life’s pleasures, Nor adorning rich and gay, For I’ve found a richer treasure, One that fadeth not away. Refrain Tell me not of heavy crosses, Nor the burdens hard to bear, For I’ve found this great salvation Makes each burden light appear; And I love to follow Jesus, Gladly counting all but dross, Worldly honors all forsaking, For the glory of the cross. Refrain

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• [Yes 62:5] What If It Were Today?

  Jesus is coming to earth again; what if it were today? Coming in power and love to reign; what if it were today? Coming to claim His chosen Bride, all the redeemed and purified, Over this whole earth scattered wide; what if it were today? Refrain Glory, glory! Joy to my heart ’twill bring. Glory, glory! When we shall crown Him King. Glory, glory! Haste to prepare the way; Glory, glory! Jesus will come some day. Satan’s dominion will then be o’er, O that it were today! Sorrow and sighing shall be no more, O that it were today! Then shall the dead in Christ arise, caught up to meet Him in the skies, When shall these glories meet our eyes? What if it were today? Refrain Faithful and true would He find us here if He should come today? Watching in gladness and not in fear, if He should come today? Signs of His coming multiply; morning light breaks in eastern sky. Watch, for the time is drawing nigh; what if it were today? Refrain

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Efesus 5:25-27

• [Ef 5:27] Glorious Church, A

  Do you hear them coming, brother, Thronging up the steeps of light, Clad in glorious shining garments, Blood washed, garments pure and white? Refrain ’Tis a glorious church without spot or wrinkle, Washed in the blood of the Lamb; ’Tis a glorious church without spot or wrinkle, Washed in the blood of the Lamb. Do you hear the stirring anthems, Filling all the earth and sky, ’Tis a grand, victorious army, Lift its banner up on high! Refrain Never fear the clouds of sorrow, Never fear the storms of sin. We shall triumph on the morrow, Even now our joys begin. Refrain Wave the banner, shout His praises, For our victory is nigh! We shall join our conqu’ring Savior, We shall reign with Him on high! Refrain

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Wahyu 19:7-9

• [Why 19:7] Bride Of Christ, Whose Glorious Warfare

  Bride of Christ, whose glorious warfare Here on earth hath never rest; Lift thy voice, and tell the triumphs Of the holy and the blest; Joyous be the day we hallow, Feast of all the saints on high, Earth and Heav’n together blending In one solemn harmony. First the blessèd virgin mother, Reunited to her Son, Leads the host of ransomed people, Who unfading crowns have won; John, the herald, Christ’s forerunner, More than prophet, leads his throng, Seer and patriarch responsive Unto psalmist in their song. Lo, the twelve, majestic princes, In the court of Jesus sit, Calmly watching, while the conflict Rages far beneath their feet; Lo, the martyrs, robed in crimson, Sign of life blood freely spent, Finding life, because they lost it, Dwell in undisturbed content. All the saintly host who witnessed Good confessions for His sake— Priest and deacon, world renouncing, Of their Master’s joy partake; Virgins to the Lamb devoted, Following with steadfast love, Bring their lilies and their roses To the marriage feast above. All, their happy lot fulfilling, God omnipotent proclaim; Holy, holy, holy, crying, Glory to His holy Name! So may God in mercy grant us Here to serve in holiness, Till He call us to the portion Which His saints in light possess.

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• [Why 19:7] Sands Of Time Are Sinking, The

  The sands of time are sinking, the dawn of Heaven breaks; The summer morn I’ve sighed for—the fair, sweet morn awakes: Dark, dark hath been the midnight, but dayspring is at hand, And glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land. O Christ, He is the fountain, the deep, sweet well of love! The streams of earth I’ve tasted more deep I’ll drink above: There to an ocean fullness His mercy doth expand, And glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land. Oh! Well it is forever, Oh! well forevermore, My nest hung in no forest of all this death doomed shore: Yea, let the vain world vanish, as from the ship the strand, While glory—glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land. There the Red Rose of Sharon unfolds its heartsome bloom And fills the air of heaven with ravishing perfume: Oh! To behold it blossom, while by its fragrance fanned Where glory—glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land. The King there in His beauty, without a veil is seen: It were a well spent journey, though seven deaths lay between: The Lamb with His fair army, doth on Mount Zion stand, And glory—glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land. Oft in yon sea beat prison My Lord and I held tryst, For Anwoth was not heaven, and preaching was not Christ: And aye, my murkiest storm cloud was by a rainbow spanned, Caught from the glory dwelling in Immanuel’s land. But that He built a Heaven of His surpassing love, A little new Jerusalem, like to the one above, “Lord take me over the water” hath been my loud demand, Take me to my love’s own country, unto Immanuel’s land. But flowers need nights cool darkness, the moonlight and the dew; So Christ, from one who loved it, His shining oft withdrew: And then, for cause of absence my troubled soul I scanned But glory shadeless shineth in Immanuel’s land. The little birds of Anwoth, I used to count them blessed, Now, beside happier altars I go to build my nest: Over these there broods no silence, no graves around them stand, For glory, deathless, dwelleth in Immanuel’s land. Fair Anwoth by the Solway, to me thou still art dear, Even from the verge of heaven, I drop for thee a tear. Oh! If one soul from Anwoth meet me at God’s right hand, My heaven will be two heavens, In Immanuel’s land. I’ve wrestled on towards Heaven, against storm and wind and tide, Now, like a weary traveler that leaneth on his guide, Amid the shades of evening, while sinks life’s lingering sand, I hail the glory dawning from Immanuel’s land. Deep waters crossed life’s pathway, the hedge of thorns was sharp; Now, these lie all behind me Oh! for a well tuned harp! Oh! To join hallelujah with yon triumphant band, Who sing where glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land. With mercy and with judgment my web of time He wove, And aye, the dews of sorrow were lustered with His love; I’ll bless the hand that guided, I’ll bless the heart that planned When throned where glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land. Soon shall the cup of glory wash down earth’s bitterest woes, Soon shall the desert briar break into Eden’s rose; The curse shall change to blessing the name on earth that’s banned Be graven on the white stone in Immanuel’s land. O I am my Beloved’s and my Beloved’s mine! He brings a poor vile sinner into His “house of wine.” I stand upon His merit—I know no other stand, Not even where glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land. I shall sleep sound in Jesus, filled with His likeness rise, To love and to adore Him, to see Him with these eyes: ’Tween me and resurrection but Paradise doth stand; Then—then for glory dwelling in Immanuel’s land. The Bride eyes not her garment, but her dear Bridegroom’s face; I will not gaze at glory but on my King of grace. Not at the crown He giveth but on His pierced hand; The Lamb is all the glory of Immanuel’s land. I have borne scorn and hatred, I have borne wrong and shame, Earth’s proud ones have reproached me for Christ’s thrice blessed Name: Where God His seal set fairest they’ve stamped the foulest brand, But judgment shines like noonday in Immanuel’s land. They’ve summoned me before them, but there I may not come, My Lord says “Come up hither,” My Lord says “Welcome home!” My King, at His white throne, my presence doth command Where glory—glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

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• [Why 19:9] Here, O My Lord, I See Thee

  Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face; Here would I touch and handle things unseen; Here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace, And all my weariness upon Thee lean. This is the hour of banquet and of song; This is the heavenly table spread for me; Here let me feast, and feasting, still prolong The hallowed hour of fellowship with Thee. Here would I feed upon the bread of God, Here drink with Thee the royal wine of Heaven; Here would I lay aside each earthly load, Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. I have no help but Thine; nor do I need Another arm save Thine to lean upon; It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed; My strength is in Thy might, Thy might alone. I have no wisdom save in Him Who is My Wisdom and my Teacher both in One; No wisdom can I lack while Thou art wise; No teaching do I crave save Thine alone. Mine is the sin, but Thine the righteousness: Mine is the guilt, but Thine the cleansing blood; Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace; Thy Blood, Thy righteousness, O Lord my God! Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear; The feast, though not the love, is past and gone. The bread and wine remove; but Thou art here, Nearer than ever, still my Shield and Sun. Feast after feast thus comes and passes by; Yet, passing, points to the glad feast above, Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy, The Lamb’s great bridal feast of bliss and love.

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Wahyu 21:9

• [Why 21:9] Spouse Of Christ, In Arms Contending

  Spouse of Christ, in arms contending O’er each clime beneath the sun, Blend with prayers for help ascending Notes of praise for triumphs won. As the Church today rejoices All her saints to join on high, So from earth let all our voices Rise in solemn harmony. First amid the laurelled legions Prays the mother to her Son, Close to Christ in those fair regions Where high praise to Him is done. Angels next, in due gradation Of the Spirit’s ministry, Hymn the Father of creation, Maker of the stars on high. John, the herald voice sonorous, Head of the prophetic throng, Patriarchs, and seers in chorus, Join to swell the angels’ song. Near to Christ th’Apostles seated, Trampling on the powers of hell, By the promise now completed Judge the tribes of Israel. They who nobly died believing, Martyrs purpled in their gore, Crowns of life by death receiving, Rest in joy forevermore. Priests and Levites, Gospel preachers, And confessors numberless, Prelates meek and holy teachers, Bear the palm of righteousness. Virgin souls, by high profession To the Lamb devoted here, Strewing flowers in gay procession At the marriage feast appear. All are blest together, praising God’s eternal majesty, Thrice repeated anthems raising To the all holy Trinity. In your heav’nly habitations, In your blessèd home on high, Hear, ye saints, our aspirations, As to God we lift our cry. Ever praising, ever praying, Help ye thus your brethren here, That the will of God obeying We in peace may persevere. So may we, with hearts devoted, Serve our God in holiness; So may we, by God promoted, Share that heaven which ye possess.

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