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Matius 3:9

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Mazmur 73:1

• [Mzm 73:1] O God, How Good Thou Art

  O God, how good Thou art To all the pure of heart, Though life seems vain. Burdened with anxious care, I groped in dark despair, Till in Thy house of prayer, All was made plain. Ever, O Lord, with Thee, All shall be well with me, Held by Thy hand. And Thou wilt guide my feet By Thine own counsel sweet, Till I, for glory meet, In glory stand. In earth or Heaven above Who is there that I love Compared with Thee? My heart may faint with fears, But God my strength appears, And will to endless years My portion be. O it is good that I May still to God draw nigh, As oft before. The Lord Jehovah blessed, My refuge and my rest, Shall be in praised confessed Forevermore.

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Yesaya 1:9-15

• [Yes 1:10] Rulers Of Sodom! Hear The Voice

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• [Yes 1:15] Savior, Sprinkle Many Nations

  Savior, sprinkle many nations; Fruitful let Thy sorrows be; By Thy pains and consolations Draw the Gentiles unto Thee! Of Thy cross the wondrous story, Be it to the nations told; Let them see Thee in Thy glory And Thy mercy manifold. Far and wide, though all unknowing, Pants for Thee each mortal breast, Human tears for Thee are flowing, Human hearts in Thee would rest. Thirsting as for dews of even, As the new mown grass for rain Thee they seek as God of heaven, Thee as Man for sinners slain. Savior, lo! the isles are waiting Stretched the hand and strained the sight, For Thy Spirit, new creating, Love’s pure flame, and wisdom’s light. Give the word, and of the preacher Speed the foot and touch the tongue, Till on earth by every creature Glory to the Lamb be sung!

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Galatia 6:15

• [Gal 6:15] I Love You, Christ, My Crucified

  For the redeeming agony You suffered there on Calvary, For blood You shed and tears You cried, I love You, Christ my crucified. O for Your bruised and bludgeoned frame That bore my every sin and shame Which You for me did take and die, I love You, Christ my crucified. Yes, for the faithful love You showed, Which with abundant grace once flowed Out of Your opened hands and side, I love You, Christ my crucified. That You, my King, would suffer scorn Beneath a crown of twisted thorn, Then in this rebel’s grave go lie, I love You, Christ my crucified. And hearing how You left the grave Alive and ever strong to save, And then ascended as the sun, I love You, Christ my risen one. O when I see you, risen King, I’ll do none else but fall to sing And with my all let this strain rise: I love You, Christ my glorified.

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  source: Cyberhymnal