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1 Korintus 1:4

1 Korintus 1:7

1 Korintus 3:7-8

1 Korintus 3:11

1 Korintus 7:23-24

1 Korintus 15:4

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1 Korintus 1:7

• [1Kor 1:7] I’m Waiting For Thee, Lord

  I’m waiting for Thee, Lord, Thy beauty to see, Lord; I’m waiting for Thee— For Thy coming again. Thou’rt gone over there, Lord, A place to prepare, Lord, Thy home I shall share At Thy coming again. ’Mid danger and fear, Lord, I’m oft weary here, Lord, The day must be near of Thy coming again. ’Tis all sunshine there, Lord, No sighing nor care, Lord, But glory so fair At Thy coming again. Whilst Thou art away, Lord, I stumble and stray, Lord; Oh! hasten the day of Thy coming again. This is not my rest, Lord, A pilgrim confessed, Lord, I wait to be blest, At Thy coming again. E’en now let my ways, Lord, Be bright with Thy praise, Lord; For brief are the days ere Thy coming again. I’m waiting for Thee, Lord, Thy beauty to see, Lord, No triumph for me Like Thy coming again.

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1 Korintus 3:7-8

• [1Kor 3:7] God The Lord Does Ask

  God the Lord does ask us to do a task, Whether planting or watering seed. We are servants all of our God who has called Us to come to Him and believe. We all are God’s fellow workers; We’re His field where His seed does grow. God alone does know how to make things grow; Let none quarrel or be filled with pride. For the ones who sow and who water know That their purpose is unified. We all are God’s fellow workers; Each man’s labor will bring reward. By God’s gift of grace, a foundation’s placed And a building ere long does rise. But we each must take care how we build our share; It must rest upon Jesus Christ. For we are the Lord’s own building; Our foundation is Christ the Lord. If we build with gold that has worth untold Or with silver or costly stones, Then our work still will last when the judgment has passed; Its true character will be shown. The Day will reveal each building; Each man’s work will be tested by fire. If our work displays only wood, straw, hay, We will suffer great loss and shame. For though we will survive, we will win no prize; We’ll escape only as through flames. O Lord, may we build with wisdom, That our work may come forth as gold!

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• [1Kor 3:7] Oh, To Be Nothing

  Oh, to be nothing, nothing, Only to lie at His feet, A broken and emptied vessel, For the Master’s use made meet. Emptied that He might fill me As forth to His service I go; Broken, that so unhindered, His life through me might show. Refrain Oh, to be nothing, nothing, Only to lie at His feet, A broken and emptied vessel, For the Master’s use made meet. Oh, to be nothing, nothing, Only as led by His hand; A messenger at His gateway, Only waiting for His command; Only an instrument ready His praises to sound at His will, Willing should He not require me, In silence to wait on Him still. Refrain Oh, to be nothing, nothing, Painful the humbling may be, Yet low in the dust I’d lay me That the world might my Savior see. Rather be nothing, nothing, To Him let our voices be raised, He is the Fountain of blessing, He only is meet to be praised. Refrain

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1 Korintus 3:11

• [1Kor 3:11] Church Of God Is Stablished, The

  The Church of God is stablished Through Jesus Christ our Lord, Indwelt by Christ all glorious With Christ she shall accord. The sweetness of Christ’s spirit Within her life endures, And to the weary nations God’s day of peace ensures. The Church of God enshrineth Whate’er true men hold dear, And with her strength doth cherish The visions of the seer. The patience of Christ’s spirit Within her heart abides, To hope she still doth witness, Whatever ill betides. The Church of God increaseth Through sacrifice and pain; Through travail and through sorrow She makes her constant gain. The passion of Christ’s spirit Ne’er from the Church shall die; Love shall the sin-vexed peoples Redeem and sanctify. The Church of God endureth, Though vexed with inward strife; To God’s sure end she moveth For Christ is her true life. The power of Christ’s strong spirit The Church shall unify, When, all names lost in One Name, The kingdom draweth nigh.

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• [1Kor 3:11] Church’s One Foundation, The

  The Church’s one foundation Is Jesus Christ her Lord, She is His new creation By water and the Word. From heaven He came and sought her To be His holy bride; With His own blood He bought her And for her life He died. She is from every nation, Yet one o’er all the earth; Her charter of salvation, One Lord, one faith, one birth; One holy Name she blesses, Partakes one holy food, And to one hope she presses, With every grace endued. The Church shall never perish! Her dear Lord to defend, To guide, sustain, and cherish, Is with her to the end: Though there be those who hate her, And false sons in her pale, Against both foe or traitor She ever shall prevail. Though with a scornful wonder Men see her sore oppressed, By schisms rent asunder, By heresies distressed: Yet saints their watch are keeping, Their cry goes up, “How long?” And soon the night of weeping Shall be the morn of song! ’Mid toil and tribulation, And tumult of her war, She waits the consummation Of peace forevermore; Till, with the vision glorious, Her longing eyes are blest, And the great Church victorious Shall be the Church at rest. Yet she on earth hath union With God the Three in One, And mystic sweet communion With those whose rest is won, With all her sons and daughters Who, by the Master’s hand Led through the deathly waters, Repose in Eden land. O happy ones and holy! Lord, give us grace that we Like them, the meek and lowly, On high may dwell with Thee: There, past the border mountains, Where in sweet vales the Bride With Thee by living fountains Forever shall abide!

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• [1Kor 3:11] Founded On Thee

  Founded on Thee, our only Lord, On Thee, the everlasting Rock, Thy Church shall stand, as stands Thy Word, Nor fear the storm, nor dread the shock. For Thee our waiting spirits yearn, For Thee this house of praise we rear; To Thee with longing hearts we turn: Come, fix Thy glorious presence here. Come, with Thy Spirit and Thy power, The Conqueror, once the Crucified; Our God, our Strength, our King, our Tower, Here plant Thy throne, and here abide. Accept the work our hands have wrought; Accept, O God, this earthly shrine; Be Thou our Rock, our life, our thought, And we, as living temples, Thine.

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• [1Kor 3:11] We Build Our School On Thee

  We build our school on Thee, O Lord, To Thee we bring our common need; The loving heart, the helpful word, The tender thought, the kindly deed. We work together in Thy sight, We live together in Thy love; Guide Thou our faltering steps aright, And lift our thought to Heaven above. Hold Thou each hand to keep it just, Touch Thou our lips and make them pure, If Thou art with us, Lord, we must Be faithful friends and comrades sure. We change, but Thou art still the same, The same good Master, Teacher, Friend; We change; but Lord, we bear Thy Name, To journey with it to the end.

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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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