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1 Korintus 3:19

• [1Kor 3:19] They Tell Me The Story Of Jesus Is Old

  They tell me the story of Jesus is old, And they ask that we preach something new; They say that the Babe, and the Man of the cross, For the wise of this world will not do. Refrain It can never grow old, it can never grow old, Though a million times over the story is told; While sin lives unvanquished, and death rules the world, The story of Jesus can never grow old. Yet the story is old, as the sunlight is old, Though it’s new every morn all the same; As it floods all the world with its gladness and light, Kindling faraway stars by its flame. Refrain For what can we tell to the weary of heart, If we preach not salvation from sin? And how can we comfort the souls that depart, If we tell not how Christ rose again? Refrain So with sorrow we turn from the wise of this world, To the wanderers far from the fold; With hearts for the message they’ll join in our song, That the story can never grow old. Refrain

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1 Korintus 11:23

• [1Kor 11:23] Of The Glorious Body Telling

  Of the glorious body telling, O my tongue, its mysteries sing. And the blood, all price excelling, Which the world’s eternal King, In a noble womb once dwelling, Shed for this world’s ransoming. Given for us, for us descending, Of a virgin to proceed, Man with man in converse blending, Scattered He the Gospel seed, Till His sojourn drew to ending, Which He closed in glorious deed. At the last great supper lying Circled by His brethren’s band, Meekly with the law complying, First he finished the command, Then, immortal food supplying, Gave Himself with His own hand. Word made flesh, by word He maketh Very bread His flesh to be; Man in wine Christ’s blood partaketh: And if senses fail to see, Faith alone the true heart waketh To behold the mystery. Therefore we, before Him bending, This great sacrament revere; Types and shadows have their ending, For the newer rite is here; Faith, our outward sense befriending, Makes the inward vision clear. Glory let us give, and blessing To the Father, and the Son; Honor, might, and praise addressing, While eternal ages run; Ever too His love confessing, Who, from both, with both is one.

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• [1Kor 11:23] ’twas On That Dark, That Doleful Night

  ’Twas on that dark, that doleful night When powers of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God’s delight, And friends betrayed Him to His foes: Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and blessed, and brake: What love through all His actions ran! What wondrous words of grace He spake! “This is My body, broke for sin; Receive and eat the living food:” Then took the cup, and blessed the wine; “’Tis the new cov’nant in My blood.” For us His flesh with nails was torn, He bore the scourge, He felt the thorn; And justice poured upon His head Its heavy vengeance in our stead. For us His vital blood was spilt, To buy the pardon of our guilt, When, for black crimes of biggest size, He gave His soul a sacrifice. “Do this,” He cried, “till time shall end, In memory of your dying Friend; Meet at My table, and record The love of your departed Lord.” Jesus, Thy feast we celebrate, We show Thy death, we sing Thy Name, Till Thou return, and we shall eat The marriage supper of the Lamb.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [1Kor 11:23] ’twas On That Night When Doomed To Know

  ’Twas on that night, when doomed to know The eager rage of every foe, That night in which He was betrayed, The Savior of the world took bread. And after thanks and glory giv’n To Him that rules in earth and Heav’n, That symbol of His flesh He broke, And thus to all his foll’wers spoke: “My broken body thus I give For you, for all. Take, eat, and live. And oft the sacred rite renew That brings My saving love to view.” Then in His hands the cup He raised, And God anew He thanked and praised, While kindness in His bosom glowed, And from His lips salvation flowed. “My blood I thus pour forth,” He cries, “To cleanse the soul in sin that lies; In this the covenant is sealed, And heaven’s eternal grace revealed. “With love to man this cup is fraught; Let all partake the sacred draught; Through latest ages let it pour, In memory of My dying hour.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [1Kor 11:23] Awe-full Mystery Is Here, An

  An awe-full mystery is here To challenge faith and waken fear: The Savior comes as food divine, Concealed in earthly bread and wine. This world is loveless—but above What wondrous boundlessness of love! The King of Glory stoops to me My spirit’s life and strength to be. In consecrated wine and bread No eye perceives the mystery dread; But Jesus’ words are strong and clear; “My body and My blood are here.” How dull are all the powers of sense Employed on proofs of love immense! The richest food remains unseen, And highest gifts appear—how mean! But here we have no boon on earth, And faith alone discerns its worth. The Word, not sense, must be our guide, And faith assure since sight’s denied. Lord, show us still that Thou art good And grant us evermore this food. Give faith to every wavering soul And make each wounded spirit whole.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

1 Korintus 15:4

• [1Kor 15:4] Again The Lord’s Own Day Is Here

  Again the Lord’s own day is here, The day to Christian people dear, As, week by week, it bids them tell How Jesus rose from death and hell. For by His flock their Lord declared His resurrection should be shared; And we who trust in Him to save With Him are risen from the grave. We, one and all, of Him possessed, Are with exceeding treasures blessed, For all He did, and all He bare, He gives us as our own to share. Eternal glory, rest on high, A blessèd immortality, True peace and gladness, and a throne, Are all His gifts, and all our own. And therefore unto Thee we sing, O Lord of peace, eternal King; Thy love we praise, Thy Name adore, Both on this day and evermore.

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• [1Kor 15:4] Jesus Arose!

  Forth from God’s throne, into this world of woe, Came God’s own Son, salvation to bestow; Nailed to the cross in pain and agony, Laid in the tomb to save both you and me. Refrain Jesus arose! Praise His holy name! Jesus arose! Death He overcame! An angel rolled away the stone, My Lord arose to save His own, And now He reigns upon His throne! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Three days He lay within that dark domain, Then with new life, forth from the tomb He came; Christ has the key; oh, death, where is thy sting? Our Lord doth live! oh, let your praises ring! Refrain Tho’ He’s on high, He’s coming back some day, Then from this earth, He’ll carry us away; E’en tho’ we die, we know we’ll rise again, For Christ arose, our precious souls to win! Refrain

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• [1Kor 15:4] So Rest—my Rest!

  So rest—my Rest! Thou ever blest! Thy grave with sinners making, By Thy precious death, from sin My dead soul awaking! Here hast Thou lain, After much pain, Life of my life, reposing! Round Thee now a rock-hewn grave, Rock of Ages, closing. Breath of all breath! I know from death Thou wilt my soul awaken! Wherefore should I dread the grave, Or my faith be shaken? To me the tomb Is but a room, Where I lie down with Jesus! Who by death hath conquered death, Safely there receives us! The body dies (Naught else) and lies In dust, until victorious From the grave, it shall arise Beautiful and glorious! Meantime I will, My Jesus, still Deep in my bosom lay Thee, Musing on Thy death; in death Be with me, I pray Thee!

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• [1Kor 15:4] Yes, The Redeemer Rose

  Yes, the Redeemer rose, the Savior left the dead, And o’er our hellish foes high raised His conquering head. In wild dismay the guards around, Fall to the ground and sink away. Lo! the angelic bands in full assembly meet, To wait His high commands and worship at His feet. Joyful they come, and wing their way From realms of day to see His tomb. Then back to Heav’n they fly and the glad tidings bear. Hark! as they soar on high, what music fills the air! Their anthems say, “Jesus, who bled, Hath left the dead, He rose today.” Ye mortals, catch the sound, redeemed by Him from hell; And send the echo round the globe on which you dwell: Transported, cry, “Jesus, who bled, Hath left the dead, no more to die.” All hail! triumphant Lord, who sav’st us with Thy blood; Wide be Thy Name adored, Thou rising, reigning God! With Thee we rise, with Thee we reign, And empires gain beyond the skies.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

1 Korintus 15:52

• [1Kor 15:52] Day Of Judgment! Day Of Wonders!

  Day of judgment! Day of wonders! Hark! the trumpet’s awful sound, Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round! How the summons wilt the sinner’s heart confound! See the Judge, our nature wearing, Clothed in majesty divine! You who long for His appearing Then shall say, “This God is mine!” Gracious Savior, own me in that day for Thine! At His call the dead awaken, Rise to life from earth and sea; All the powers of nature shaken By His look, prepares to flee. Careless sinner, what will then become of thee? Horrors, past imagination, Will surprise your trembling heart, When you hear your condemnation, “Hence, accursed wretch, depart! Thou, with Satan and his angels, have thy part!” Satan, who now tries to please you, Lest you timely warning take, When that word is past, will seize you, Plunge you in the burning lake: Think, poor sinner, thy eternal all’s at stake. But to those who have confessèd, Loved and served the Lord below, He will say, “Come near, ye blessèd, See the kingdom I bestow; You forever shall My love and glory know.” Under sorrows and reproaches, May this thought your courage raise! Swiftly God’s great day approaches, Sighs shall then be changed to praise. We shall triumph when the world is in a blaze.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

1 Korintus 16:13

• [1Kor 16:13] Am I A Soldier Of The Cross?

  Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His Name? Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord. I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy Word. Thy saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die; They see the triumph from afar, By faith’s discerning eye. When that illustrious day shall rise, And all Thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [1Kor 16:13] Rise At The Cry Of Battle

  Rise at the cry of battle, Arm for the coming strife, By night and day you must fight your way Till you pass through death to life. Ready to face the danger, Ready to right the wrong, There is many a foe on the way you go, Quit you like men, be strong! Fiery and fierce the conflict, Daring and swift the foe; His hosts are found on the battle ground, Where they wait to lay you low; Sharp are his darts and deadly, Keen is the strife and long, Then arm for the fight in the armor of light, Quit you like men, be strong! Strive till the strife is over, Fight till the fight is won, Though sore oppressed, seek not for rest, Until the day is done; After the well fought battle Join in the victor’s song, Your trophies bring to Christ your King, Quit you like men, be strong!

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• [1Kor 16:13] When The Battle’s Over

  Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His Name? Refrain And when the battle’s over We shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle’s over We shall wear a crown In the new Jerusalem Wear a crown (wear a crown) Wear a crown (wear a crown) Wear a bright and shining crown; And when the battle’s over We shall wear a crown In the new Jerusalem. Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? Refrain Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal