Himne Indonesia

Yehezkiel 34:5-6

Yehezkiel 34:12

Matius 9:36-38

Lukas 15:4-6

Yohanes 10:10-12

Yohanes 10:1

Himne Inggris

Kejadian 6:1-22

• [Kej 6:3] Hour-glass, The

  Alas! how swift the moments fly! How flash the years along! Scarce here, yet gone already by, The burden of a song. See childhood, youth, and manhood pass, And age, with furrowed brow; Time was—Time shall be—drain the glass— But where in Time is now? Time is the measure but of change; No present hour is found; The past, the future, fill the range Of Time’s unceasing round. Where, then is now? In realms above, With God’s atoning Lamb, In regions of eternal love, Where sits enthroned I AM. Then pilgrim, let thy joys and tears On Time no longer lean; But henceforth all thy hopes and fears From earth’s affections wean: To God let votive accents rise; With truth, with virtue, live; So all the bliss that Time denies Eternity shall give.

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• [Kej 6:3] Sinner, Come To Jesus

  Oh, sinner, turn to Jesus now, No longer make delay; Since Jesus died on Calvary, And opened up the way. Refrain Oh won’t you come to Jesus, be saved today, He’s earnestly pleading for all; The time will come when ’twill be too late, Too late to answer the call. The invitation is to you, Oh, come without delay; While Jesus pleads so tenderly, Now won’t you come today? Refrain The Lord has been so good to you, And saved you from all harm; But still He says, “My Spirit shall Not always strive with man.” Refrain The time will come, when Christ will say, Your days on earth are o’er; When you are doomed and cast away, You’ll hear My voice no more. Refrain

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• [Kej 6:3] Time, With An Unwearied Hand

  Time, with an unwearied hand, Pushes round the seasons past, And in life’s frail glass, the sand Sinks apace, not long to last: Many, well as you or I, Who last year assembled thus; In their silent graves now lie, Graves will open soon for us! Daily sin, and care, and strife, While the Lord prolongs our breath, Make it but a dying life, Or a kind of living death: Wretched they, and most forlorn, Who no better portion know; Better ne’er to have been born, Than to have our all below. When constrained to go alone, Leaving all you love behind; Entering on a world unknown, What will then support your mind? When the Lord His summons sends, Earthly comforts lose their power; Honors, riches, kindred, friends, Cannot cheer a dying hour. Happy souls who fear the Lord Time is not too swift for you; When your Savior gives the word, Glad you’ll bid the world adieu: Then He’ll wipe away your tears, Near Himself appoint your place; Swifter fly, ye rolling years, Lord, we long to see Thy face.

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• [Kej 6:16] Upper Window, The

  When God spoke unto Noah, and told him to build the ark, The Lord knew well the vessel would cheerless be and dark, So God said, “Build a window, with outlook toward the sky, That when it’s dark and lonesome, you’ll see Me standing by. Refrain “The storms will come, but fear not, oh, children, I am nigh, And through the upper window, you’ll see Me standing by. “It may be that affliction will rack and rend your frame, Until your mortal body is seared with fevered flame; But do not be discouraged, just lift your tear-dimmed eye, And through the upper window, you’ll see Me standing by. Refrain “Perhaps you’ll suffer losses, like houses, lands, and gold, And you will feel you’re homeless, and penniless, and old; But sweetest peace and comfort will lift your painful sigh, When through the upper window, you’ll see Me standing by. Refrain “It may be that bereavement will take a loved one dear, A soul that brought you gladness, real happiness and cheer; But it will cheer your sad heart, when loved ones from you fly, When through the upper window, you’ll see Me standing by.” Refrain

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Yehezkiel 34:12

• [Yeh 34:12] Long Upon The Mountains

  Long upon the mountains weary, Have the scattered flock been torn; Dark the desert paths, and dreary; Grievous trials have they borne. Now the gathering call is sounding, Solemn in its warning voice; Union, faith, and love, abounding, Bid the little flock rejoice. Now the light of truth they’re seeking, In its onward track pursue; All the ten commandments keeping, They are holy, just and true. On the words of life they’re feeding, Precious to their taste so sweet; All their Master’s precepts heeding, Bowing humbly at His feet. In that light of light and beauty, In that golden city fair, Soon its pearly gates they’ll enter, And of all its glories share. There, divine the soul’s expansions; Free from sin, and death, and pain; Tears will never dim those mansions Where the saints immortal reign. Soon He comes! with clouds descending; All His saints, entombed arise; The redeemed, in anthems blending, Shout their vic’try thro’ the skies. O, we long for Thine appearing; Come, O Savior, quickly come! Blessèd hope! our spirits cheering, Take Thy ransomed children home.

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Matius 9:36-38

• [Mat 9:36] Jesus, My Savior, Look On Me

  Jesus, my Savior, look on me, For I am weary and oppressed; I come to cast myself on Thee: Thou art my Rest. Look down on me, for I am weak; I feel the toilsome journey’s length; Thine aid omnipotent I seek: Thou art my Strength. I am bewildered on my way, Dark and tempestuous is the night; O send Thou forth some cheering ray: Thou art my Light. I hear the storms around me rise; But when I dread th’impending shock, My spirit to the Refuge flies: Thou art my Rock. When Satan flings his fiery darts, I look to Thee; my terrors cease; Thy cross a hiding place imparts: Thou art my Peace. Standing alone on Jordan’s brink, In that tremendous latest strife, Thou will not suffer me to sink: Thou art my Life. Thou wilt my every want supply, E’en to the end, whate’er befall; Through life, in death, eternally, Thou art my All.

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• [Mat 9:37] Are You Working?

  Are you working for the Master, Are you toiling day by day? Are you sowing seeds of kindness, For the reapers on the way? Hear you not the Master calling, For glad toilers brave and true? Will you enter now the harvest, For the call is unto you? There’s a work for all, my brother, Sheaves are falling by the way, Go you forth into the harvest, Enter now, without delay.
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• [Mat 9:37] Call For Workers

  In the vineyard of the Lord, There is work for all to do; Will you go and work today, With a purpose strong and true? Refrain Heed the call, brother dear, For workers today; Let your eyes see the need Of workers today. Brother, sister, hear the call! All along, your aid afford, Let us strive to save the lost Strive to save by work and word. Refrain Mark the spirit’s direful fate, Wheresoever sin is found; Come, and lend a helping hand, Let the shackles be unbound. Refrain Oh, for workers strong and brave, Who will lift the banner high; So the lost can see the way, To the mansions in the sky. Refrain

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• [Mat 9:37] Forth In The Dawn- Light

  Forth in the dawn-light, cool and sweet and tender, While yet the dew-drops tremble on the flowers, Seeking for lab’rers, One doth meekly wander, Calling, still calling thro’ the quiet hours. “Go, work today, the flush of early morning Brightens the east, and day is coming on; Go in the freshness of the day’s adorning, Sure shall your hire be at the set of sun!” Forth while the sun rides higher still in heaven, Forth while the noon-tide’s fervid radiance glows, Forth while the shadows lengthen t’ward the even, Calling for lab’rers, still the Master goes; “Go, work today! oh, wherefore yet delaying, Stand ye still idle as the hours glide on? Go, for the morning waits not for your staying, Sure shall your hire be at the set of sun!” Lord, we have heard Thee in our youth’s glad morning; Lord, we still hear Thee in our noonday prime, Hear Thee, and gladly, ease and pleasure scorning, Gird us for service, lowly yet sublime; Take us, ourselves to Thee we now surrender, Take us, and use us till the day is done, Gather us then in Thy embraces tender, Such let our hire be at the set of sun!

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• [Mat 9:37] Gather In The Sheaves

  In the early morning, Verdant fields adorning, While the golden sunlight Wakes the dewy leaves. Haste we now with gladness, Banish care and sadness; Go and help the reapers Gather in the sheaves. Refrain Gather in the sheaves, Gather in the sheaves, While the voice of nature Sweetest music breathes: Hear the Master calling, Hear the echoes falling; Go and help the reapers, Gather in the sheaves. When the days are brightest, When our hearts are lightest, When the lovely summer Fairest beauty weaves. In the noontide beaming, In the twilight gleaming, Go and help the reapers Gather in the sheaves. Refrain Should our way be dreary, Let us never weary, Earnest, faithful labor Greatest joy receives. Though we toil in sorrow, Soon will dawn the morrow, When we’ll cross the river Bearing home the sheaves. Refrain

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• [Mat 9:37] Gather The Grain

  O list to the music that floats on the air, The valleys are smiling, the reapers are there; The summer rewards us with plenty again; Then thrust in the sickle and gather the grain. Refrain Gather the grain, gather the grain; Thanks for the sunshine, the dew, and the rain; Sunshine is yielding its harvest again, Then thrust in the sickle and gather the grain. O why should we tarry from labor today? The reapers are calling, and we must away; The sky is unclouded and soft is the wind; The bright sheaves are waving and ready to bind. Refrain We ask of the Master, our strength to renew, Tho’ great is the harvest, the toilers are few; We pray that to others His grace He may give, To work and be faithful as long as they live. Refrain The harvest is passing, to greet us no more, The summer is ending, and soon will be o’er; Our moments neglected, return not again— Now thrust in the sickle and gather the grain. Refrain

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• [Mat 9:37] Ho! Reapers Of Life’s Harvest

  Ho! reapers of life’s harvest, Why stand with rusted blade, Until the night draws round thee, And day begins to fade? Why stand ye idle, waiting For reapers more to come? The golden morn is passing, Why sit ye idle, dumb? Thrust in your sharpened sickle, And gather in the grain, The night is fast approaching, And soon will come again; The Master calls for reapers, And shall He call in vain? Shall sheaves lie there ungathered, And waste upon the plain? Mount up the heights of wisdom, And crush each error low; Keep back no words of knowledge That human hearts should know. Be faithful to thy mission, In service of thy Lord, And then a golden chaplet Shall be thy just reward.

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• [Mat 9:37] Let Us Away

  Let us away, no longer delay, Morning with joy is bright; Let us away and labor today Out in the fields so white. Refrain Onward, onward, bounding along, Onward, onward, join the busy throng. Shouting, singing, o’er the harvest plain; Joyful, joyful, gather in the grain. Let us away, the message obey, Jesus repeats the call; Come with a will, our mission fulfill, Haste to the work for all. Refrain Let us away, we cannot delay, Harvest will soon be o’er; Moments and hours, like beautiful flow’rs, Soon will return no more. Refrain Let us away, O let us away, Lifting our eyes above; Faithful and true our labor pursue, Trusting a Savior’s love. Refrain

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• [Mat 9:37] O Still In Accents Sweet And Strong

  O still in accents sweet and strong Sounds forth the ancient word, “More reapers for white harvest fields, More laborers for the Lord.” We hear the call; in dreams no more In selfish ease we lie, But, girded for our Father’s work, Go forth beneath His sky. Where prophets’ word, and martyrs’ blood, And prayers of saints were sown, We, to their labors entering in, Would reap where they have strown. O Thou Whose call our hearts has stirred, To do Thy will we come; Thrust in our sickles at Thy Word, And bear our harvest home.

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• [Mat 9:37] Reapers Are Needed (gabriel)

  Standing in the market places all the season through, Idly saying, “Lord, is there no work that I can do?” O how many loiter, while the Master calls anew— “Reapers! reapers! Who will work today?” Refrain Lift thine eyes and look upon the fields that stand Ripe and ready for the willing gleaner’s hand, Rouse ye, O sleepers!Ye are needed as reapers! Who will be the first to answer,“Master, here am I.” Far and wide the ripened grain is bending low, In the breezes gently waving to and fro, Rouse ye, O sleepers!Ye are needed as reapers! And the golden harvest days are swiftly passing by. Ev’ry sheaf you gather will become a jewel bright In the crown you hope to wear in yonder world of light. Seek the gems immortal that are precious in His sight! “Reapers! reapers! Who will work today?” Refrain Morning hours are passing, and the ev’ning follows fast; Soon the time of reaping will forevermore be past. Empty handed to the Master will you go at last? “Reapers! reapers! Who will work today?” Refrain

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• [Mat 9:37] Through The Night Of Doubt And Sorrow

  Through the night of doubt and sorrow Onward goes the pilgrim band, Singing songs of expectation, Marching to the promised land. Clear before us through the darkness Gleams and burns the guiding light: Brother clasps the hand of brother, Stepping fearless through the night. One the light of God’s own presence, O’er His ransomed people shed, Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread: One the object of our journey, One the faith which never tires, One the earnest looking forward, One the hope our God inspires. One the strain that lips of thousands Lift as from the heart of one; One the conflict, one the peril One the march in God begun: One the gladness of rejoicing On the far eternal shore, Where the one almighty Father Reigns in love for evermore. Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers, Onward, with the cross our aid! Bear its shame, and fight its battle, Till we rest beneath its shade. Soon shall come the great awaking, Soon the rending of the tomb; Then the scattering of all shadows, And the end of toil and gloom.

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• [Mat 9:37] Your Mission

  If you cannot, on the ocean, sail among the swiftest fleet, Rocking on the highest billows, laughing at the storms you meet, You can stand among the sailors, anchored yet within the bay, You can lend a hand to help them, as they launch their boats away. If you are too weak to journey up the mountain steep and high, You can stand within the valley, while the multitudes go by; You can chant in happy measure, as they slowly pass along; Though they may forget the singer, they will not forget the song. If you have not gold and silver ever ready to command; If you cannot toward the needy reach an ever open hand; You can visit the afflicted, o’er the erring you can weep; You can be a true disciple, sitting at the Savior’s feet. If you cannot, in the conflict prove, yourself a soldier true, If, where fire and smoke are thickest, there’s no work for you to do; When the battlefield is silent, you can go with careful tread, You can bear away the wounded, you can cover up the dead. If you cannot, in the harvest, gather up the richest sheaves, Many a grain both ripe and golden oft the careless reaper leaves; Go and glean among the briars growing rank against the wall, For it may be that their shadow hides the heaviest wheat of all. Do not, then, stand idly waiting, for some greater work to do; Fortune is a lazy goddess, she will never come to you. Go and toil in any vineyard, do not fear to do or dare, If you want a field of labor, you can find it anywhere.

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• [Mat 9:38] And Let Our Bodies Part

  And let our bodies part, To different climes repair; Inseparably joined in heart The friends of Jesus are. O let us still proceed In Jesus’ work below; And, following our triumphant Head, To further conquests go! The vineyard of the Lord Before His laborers lies; And lo! we see the vast reward Which waits us in the skies. O let our heart and mind Continually ascend, That haven of repose to find, Where all our labors end. When all our toils are o’er, Our suffering and our pain! Who meet on that eternal shore Shall never part again. O happy, happy place, Where saints and angels meet; There we shall see each other’s face, And all our brethren greet.

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• [Mat 9:38] Lord Of The Gospel Harvest

  Lord of the Gospel harvest Send more lab’rers forth into Thy field, Send more lab’rers forth; More pastors teach Thy flock to tend, More workmen raise Thy house to build, His work and place to each assign, And clothe the Word with power divine, And clothe the Word with power divine.
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• [Mat 9:38] Lord Of The Harvest, The

  The Lord of the harvest is coming, We know not the day it will be When He shall appear to His people, The hour we His glory shall see. Oh soul, are you ready to meet Him, His own can you joyfully yield, When Jesus shall come in His beauty To earth, to His great harvest field? Refrain The Lord of the harvest is coming, is coming We know not the day and we know not the hour, When He shall appear in His glory, His might and His wonderful power. The Lord of the harvest is coming, The world shall acknowledge His might When He shall descend with His angels, His angels of glory and light. A message of joy to His faithful, But where will the faithless be found? When Jesus shall come to His people His voice through the world shall resound. Refrain The Lord of the harvest is coming, “Be ready,” He bids thee to wait, For oh, in the clouds we shall see Him, If early He cometh, or late. Prepare, nor delay, bid Him welcome, So soon His dear face thou shalt see, The Savior is coming so surely, A message He’ll bring unto thee. Refrain

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• [Mat 9:38] Our Country’s Voice Is Pleading

  Our country’s voice is pleading, Ye men of God, arise! His providence is leading, The land before you lies; Day-gleams o’er it are brightening, And promise clothes the soil; Wide fields, for harvest whitening, Invite the reaper’s toil. Go where the waves are breaking On California’s shore, Christ’s precious Gospel taking, More rich than golden ore; On Allegheny’s mountains, Through all the western vale, Beside Missouri’s fountains, Rehearse the wondrous tale. The love of Christ unfolding, Speed on from east to west, Till all, His cross beholding, In Him are fully blest. Great Author of salvation, Haste, haste the glorious day, When we, a ransomed nation, Thy scepter shall obey!

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• [Mat 9:38] Saints Of God! The Dawn Is Brightening

  Saints of God! the dawn is brightening, Token of our coming Lord: O’er the earth the field is whitening; Louder rings the Master’s Word; Pray for reapers, pray for reapers In the harvest of the Lord! Now, O Lord, fulfill Thy pleasure, Breathe upon Thy chosen band, And, with Pentecostal measure, Send forth reapers o’er our land; Faithful reapers, faithful reapers, Gathering sheaves for Thy right hand. Broad the shadow of our nation, Eager millions hither roam; Lo! they wait for Thy salvation; Come, Lord Jesus! quickly come! By Thy Spirit, by Thy Spirit, Bring Thy ransomed people home. Soon shall end the time of weeping, Soon the reaping time will come; Heaven and earth together keeping God’s eternal harvest home. Saints and angels, saints and angels, Shout the world’s great harvest home.

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• [Mat 9:38] Send Them, O Lord

  Lord, Thou hast gone two thousand years, Yet they have never heard Tidings of Thy redeeming love, Or seen Thy holy Word. Sleeping and still Thy Church has lain, Heedless of the high command— “Go forth to ev’ry tribe and tongue, To ev’ry distant land.” Refrain Send them, O Lord, to speak of Thee, Telling of Thy love and grace; Send them, O Lord, to tell of Thee, To ev’ry tribe and race. Once o’er this bright and favored land Lay there the pall of night— Gloom of a savage heathendom, With foul and bloody rite. Brave ones arose and came to us, Bringing o’er the tidings sweet, Then cruel men bent low to Thee, And worshipped at Thy feet. Refrain So would we do for other lands Lying in deepest death, Sinking to meet their awful doom With ev’ry passing breath. Hear, Jesus, hear our fervent pray’r, Wake Thy sleeping Church to know Her hour of privilege and pow’r, And bid her rise and go. Refrain

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Lukas 15:4-6

• [Luk 15:6] ’twas A Glad Day When Jesus Found Me

  I was lost in sin when Jesus found me, But He rescued me, all glory to His Name! And the cords of worldly pleasure bound me, Till He saved me from sin and shame. Refrain ’Twas a glad day when Jesus found me, When His strong arms were thrown around me; When my sins He buried in the deepest sea, And my soul He filled with joy and victory. ’Twas a glad day, O hallelujah! ’Twas a glad day He claimed His own. I will shout a glad hosanna in glory When I see Him upon His throne. O the bells of heaven now are ringing, For I hear their tones within my ransomed soul; And my heart is filled with joyful singing Since the Savior has made me whole. Refrain O the joy when we shall meet in glory, In the mansions of my Father’s home above; And through endless ages tell the story Of the Savior’s redeeming love. Refrain

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Yohanes 10:10-12

• [Yoh 10:10] Father, Whose Will Is Life And Good

  Father, whose will is life and good For all of mortal breath, Bind strong the bond of brotherhood Of those who fight with death. Empower the hands and hearts and wills Of friends in lands afar, Who battle with the body’s ills And wage Thy holy war. Where’er they heal the maimed and blind, Let love of Christ attend: Proclaim the good Physician’s mind, And prove the Savior friend. For still His love works wondrous charms, And, as in days of old, He takes the wounded to His arms, And bears them to the fold. O Father, look from Heav’n and bless Where’er Thy servants be, Their works of pure unselfishness, Made consecrate to Thee.

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• [Yoh 10:10] More Abundantly (gabriel)

  There’s a message that comes to the soul in its need, ’Tis a wonderful message, and all the world may read. ’Twas spoken for him whosoe’er will give it heed— “I am come that they might have life, and more abundantly.” Refrain More abundantly, more abundantly, That they might have life more abundantly; They might have life, and more abundantly. ’Tis a message that tells of an infinite love, That could bring One to earth from His throne of light above, To save us from sin, and His wondrous grace to prove— “I am come that they might have life, and more abundantly.” Refrain ’Tis a message of gladness the world cannot give, And its fullness of meaning we freely may receive: ’Twas given for him who on Jesus will believe— “I am come that they might have life, and more abundantly.” Refrain

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• [Yoh 10:10] More Abundantly (harris)

  Are you trusting Jesus, All along the way? Does He grow more precious To your heart each day? Are you His disciple? Test His Word and see, He will give the Spirit more abundantly. Refrain More abundantly, More abundantly, “That they might have life And more abundantly”; More abundantly, More abundantly, “That they might have life And more abundantly.” For His matchless favor, Magnify the Name Of our gracious Savior Who from glory came; Let the saints adore Him For this wondrous Word, Sealing our redemption thro’ the crimson flood. Refrain Come to Him believing, Hearken to His call; All from Him receiving, Yield to Him your all; Jesus will accept you When to Him you flee; He will grant His blessing more abundantly. Refrain

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• [Yoh 10:11] I Met The Good Shepherd

  I met the Good Shepherd, just now on the plain, As homeward He carried His lost one again; I marveled how gently His burden He bore; And as He passed by me, I knelt to adore. O Shepherd, Good Shepherd, Thy wounds they are deep; The wolves have sore hurt Thee in saving Thy sheep. Thy raiment all over with crimson is dyed; And what is this wound they have made in Thy side? O Shepherd, Good Shepherd, and is it for me This grievous affliction has fallen on Thee? Thy wounds make me love Thee, my heart shall be Thine; With Thee I will journey, my Shepherd divine.

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• [Yoh 10:11] Sleep, Baby, Sleep

  Sleep, baby, sleep! Thy father guards the sheep, Thy mother shakes the dreamland tree, And from it fall sweet dreams for thee; Sleep, baby, sleep! Sleep, baby, sleep! Sleep, baby, sleep! The large stars are the sheep, The little ones the lambs, I guess, The gentle moon the shepherdess, Sleep, baby, sleep! Sleep, baby, sleep! Sleep, baby, sleep! Our Savior loves His sheep, He is the Lamb of God on high, Who for our sakes came down to die, Sleep, baby, sleep! Sleep, baby, sleep!

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