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Titus 3:3

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Roma 10:21

• [Rm 10:21] Still Throned In Heav’n

  Still throned in Heav’n, to men in unbelief Christ spreads His hands all day; They scan His claims, give judgment cold and brief, And fearless turn away. Once more, O peerless mystery of grace! Thy sweet appeal renew; Light up dark minds; win souls to Thine embrace; High forts of doubt subdue. Speak, till the sons of peace, with hearts unseared, Led by that voice of Thine, Find Him each day more glorious, more endeared, Christ human, Christ divine.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Titus 3:3

• [Tit 3:3] Lord, We Confess Our Numerous Faults

  Lord, we confess our numerous faults, How great our guilt has been! Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin. But, O my soul! for ever praise, For ever love His Name, Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways Of folly, sin and shame. ’Tis not by works of righteousness Which our own hands have done; But we are saved by sovereign grace Abounding through His Son. ’Tis from the mercy of our God That all our hopes begin; ’Tis by the water and the blood Our souls are washed from sin. ’Tis through the purchase of His death Who hung upon the tree, The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we. Raised from the dead we live anew; And, justified by grace, We shall appear in glory too, And see our Father’s face.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Ibrani 4:11

• [Ibr 4:11] O Where Shall Rest Be Found?

  O where shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul? ’Twere vain the ocean’s depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh; ’Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. Beyond this vale of tears, There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years, And all that life is love. There is a death, whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath: O what eternal horrors hang Around the second death! Lord God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun; Lest we be banished from Thy face, And evermore undone. Here would we end our quest: Alone are found in Thee, The life of perfect love—the rest Of immortality.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ibr 4:11] Resting By And By

  When faint and weary toiling, The sweat-drops on my brow, I long to rest for labor, To drop the burden now— There comes a gentle chiding, To quell each mourning sigh: “Work while the day is shining, There’s resting by and by.” Refrain Resting by and by, There’s resting by and by; We shall not always labor, We shall not always cry; The end is drawing nearer, The end for which we sigh; We’ll lay our heavy burdens down, There’s resting by and by. This life to toil is given, And he improves it best Who seeks by patient labor To enter into rest; Then pilgrim, worn and weary, Press on, the goal is nigh; The prize is straight before thee, There’s resting by and by. Refrain Nor ask when overburdened, You long for friendly aid, “Why idle stands my brother, No yoke upon him laid?” The Master bids him tarry; And dare you ask Him why? “Go labor in My vineyard, There’s resting by and by.” Refrain Wan reaper in the harvest, Let this thy strength sustain, Each sheaf that fills the garner Brings you eternal gain; Then bear the cross with patience, To fields of duty hie; ’Tis sweet to work for Jesus— There’s resting by and by. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal