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Mazmur 44:23-24

• [Mzm 44:24] God, Who Omniscient Art

  God, who omniscient art, Could we from Thee depart, Hide aught from Thee, Thou, Lord, would search it out, Know all our sin and doubt, Searching within, without, Our secrets see. Sorely oppressed are we, Naught but affliction see, O Lord, awake! Lord, from Thy sleep arise, No longer close Thine eyes; See how we are despised, All for Thy sake. Humbled unto the dust, In Thee alone we trust; Thy love we plead. Refuge in Thee to take, Lord, for Thy mercy’s sake, Our humble plea we make: Thy help we need.

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Yesaya 51:9-10

• [Yes 51:9] Arm Of The Lord, Awake!

  Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! Put on Thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. Say to the heathen from Thy throne, “I am Jehovah, God alone”; Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. No more let creature blood be spilt, Vain sacrifice for human guilt! But to each conscience be applied The blood that flowed from Jesus’ side. Let Zion’s time of favor come; O bring the tribes of Israel home; And let our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus’ fold. Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim In every clime of every name; Let adverse powers before Thee fall, And crown the Savior Lord of all.

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• [Yes 51:9] Arm Of The Lord, Awake, Awake!

  Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! Thine own immortal strength put on! With terror clothed, hell’s kingdom shake, And cast Thy foes with fury down! As in the ancient days appear! The sacred annals speak Thy fame: Be now omnipotently near, To endless ages still the same. Thy arm, Lord, is not shortened now, It wants not now the power to save; Still present with Thy people, Thou Bear’st them through life’s disparted wave. By death and hell pursued in vain, To Thee the ransomed seed shall come, Shouting their heavenly Zion gain, And pass through death triumphant home. The pain of life shall there be o’er, The anguish and distracting care, There sighing grief shall weep no more, And sin shall never enter there. Where pure, essential joy is found, The Lord’s redeemed their heads shall raise, With everlasting gladness crowned, And filled with love, and lost in praise.

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Matius 8:25

• [Mat 8:25] When Through The Torn Sail

  When through the torn sail the wild tempest is raging, When o’er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker, “Save, Lord, or we perish.” O Jesus, once rocked on the breast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despair from Thy pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, Who cries in his anguish, “Save, Lord, or we perish.” And O! when the whirlwind of passion is raging, When sin in our hearts his wild warfare is waging, Then send down Thy grace Thy redeemèd to cherish Rebuke the destroyer; “Save, Lord, or we perish.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal