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1 Korintus 15:4-21

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1 Korintus 15:4-21

• [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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• [1Kor 15:10] All That I Was

  All that I was, my sin, my guilt, My death, was all mine own; All that I am I owe to Thee, My gracious God, alone. The evil of my former state Was mine, and only mine; The good in which I now rejoice Is Thine, and only Thine. The darkness of my former state, The bondage, all was mine; The light of life in which I walk, The liberty, is Thine. Thy Word first made me feel my sin, It taught me to believe; Then, in believing, peace I found, And now I live, I live! All that I am, e’en here on earth All that I hope to be, When Jesus comes and glory dawns, I owe it, Lord to Thee.

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• [1Kor 15:10] Pardoning Grace

  Sweeter than all is the love of the Savior, Dearer by far than earth’s jewels so rare, Flooding my soul by the grace of His favor, Filling my heart with the spirit of prayer. Refrain Pardoning grace the Master has spoken, Pardoning grace has now made me whole; On Calv’ry’s brow His poor heart was broken— Pardoning grace for my sin sick soul. Wonderful thought! how it fills me with singing! Jesus has spoken, His word is divine; I can rejoice, for His mercy is bringing Life that is blessèd and sweet into mine. Refrain I am content, for I know He is near me, Keeping me pure by His wonderful grace, Whispering words full of comfort to cheer me, Lighting my soul with a glimpse of His face. Refrain There is a refuge beyond pain and sorrow! When He shall call me to dwell with Him there I shall behold, in a brighter tomorrow, Jesus my King, all His glory to share. Refrain

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• [1Kor 15:20] Asleep In Jesus

  Asleep in Jesus! Blessèd sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep; A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. Asleep in Jesus! Oh, how sweet, To be for such a slumber meet, With holy confidence to sing That death has lost his venomed sting! Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest, Whose waking is supremely blessed; No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour That manifests the Savior’s power. Asleep in Jesus! Oh, for me May such a blessèd refuge be! Securely shall my ashes lie And wait the summons from on high. Asleep in Jesus! time nor space Debars this precious “hiding place”; On Indian plains or Lapland snows Believers find the same respose. Asleep in Jesus! Far from thee Thy kindred and their graves may be; But there is still a blessèd sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep.

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• [1Kor 15:20] Awake, Glad Soul

  Awake, glad soul! awake! awake! Thy Lord has risen long; Go to His grave, and with thee take Both tuneful heart and song. Where life is waking all around, Where love’s sweet voices sing, The first bright blossom may be found Of an eternal spring. The shade and gloom of life are fled This resurrection day; Henceforth in Christ are no more dead, The grave hath no more prey. In Christ we live, in Christ we sleep, In Christ we wake and rise, And the sad tears death makes us weep, He wipes from all our eyes. And every bird and every tree, And every opening flower, Proclaim His glorious victory, His resurrection power. The folds are glad, the fields rejoice, With vernal verdure spread, The little hills lift up their voice And shout that death is dead. Then wake, glad heart! awake! awake And seek Thy risen Lord; Joy in His resurrection take, And comfort in His Word. And let thy life, through all its ways, One long thanksgiving be: Its theme of joy, its song of praise— Christ died, and rose for me.

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• [1Kor 15:20] Christ The Lord Is Risen Today (2)

  Christ the Lord is risen today; Christians, haste your vows to pay; Offer ye your praises meet At the Paschal Victim’s feet. For the sheep the Lamb hath bled, Sinless in the sinner’s stead; “Christ is risen,” today we cry; Now He lives no more to die. Christ, the Victim undefiled, Man to God hath reconciled; Whilst in strange and awful strife Met together Death and Life: Christians, on this happy day Haste with joy your vows to pay; “Christ is risen,” today we cry; Now He lives no more to die. Christ, who once for sinners bled, Now the first born from the dead, Throned in endless might and power, Lives and reigns forevermore. Hail, eternal Hope on high! Hail, Thou King of victory! Hail, Thou Prince of life adored! Help and save us, gracious Lord.

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• [1Kor 15:20] Hearts To Heaven And Voices Raise

  Alleluia, alleluia! Hearts to Heaven and voices raise: Sing to God a hymn of gladness, sing to God a hymn of praise. He, who on the cross a Victim, for the world’s salvation bled, Jesus Christ, the King of glory, now is risen from the dead. Now the iron bars are broken, Christ from death to life is born, Glorious life, and life immortal, on the holy Easter morn. Christ has triumphed, and we conquer by His mighty enterprise: We with Him to life eternal by His resurrection rise. Christ is risen, Christ, the first fruits of the holy harvest field, Which will all its full abundance at His second coming yield: Then the golden ears of harvest will their heads before Him wave, Ripened by His glorious sunshine from the furrows of the grave. Christ is risen, we are risen! Shed upon us heavenly grace, Rain and dew and gleams of glory from the brightness of Thy face; That we, with our hearts in Heaven, here on earth may fruitful be, And by angel hands be gathered, and be ever, Lord, with Thee. Alleluia, alleluia! Glory be to God on high; Alleluia! to the Savior who has gained the victory; Alleluia! to the Spirit, fount of love and sanctity: Alleluia, alleluia! to the Triune Majesty.

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• [1Kor 15:20] Sing With All The Saints In Glory

  Sing with all the saints in glory, sing the resurrection song! [originally Sing with all the sons of glory…] Death and sorrow, earth’s dark story, to the former days belong. All around the clouds are breaking, soon the storms of time shall cease; In God’s likeness we, awaking, know the everlasting peace. O what glory, far exceeding all that eye has yet perceived! Holiest hearts, for ages pleading, never that full joy conceived. God has promised, Christ prepares it, there on high our welcome waits. Every humble spirit shares it; Christ has passed th’eternal gates. Life eternal! heaven rejoices; Jesus lives, who once was dead. Join we now the deathless voices; child of God, lift up your head! Patriarchs from the distant ages, saints all longing for their heaven, Prophets, psalmists, seers, and sages, all await the glory given. Life eternal! O what wonders crowd on faith; what joy unknown, When, amidst earth’s closing thunders, saints shall stand before the throne! O to enter that bright portal, see that glowing firmament; Know, with Thee, O God immortal, “Jesus Christ Whom Thou has sent.”

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• [1Kor 15:20] Thou Hallowed Chosen Morn Of Praise

  Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise, That best and greatest shinest; Fair Easter, queen of all the days, Of seasons, best, divinest! Christ rose from death; and we adore Forever and forevermore. Come, let us taste the vine’s new fruit, For heav’nly joy preparing; Today the branches with the root In resurrection sharing: Whom as true God our hymns adore Forever and forevermore. Rise, Zion, rise! and looking forth, Behold thy children round thee! From east and west, from south and north, Thy scattered sons have found thee; And in thy bosom Christ adore Forever and for evermore. O Father, O co-equal Son, O co-eternal Spirit, In persons Three, in Godhead One, And One in power and merit; In Thee baptized, we Thee adore Forever and for evermore.

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