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Markus 14:24

Ibrani 9:14-22

Ibrani 10:4-14

Ibrani 13:20

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Imamat 17:11

• [Im 17:11] I Have Found A Precious Resting Place

  I have found a precious resting place In the shelter of redeeming grace; Here with joy I see my Savior’s face, Under the atoning blood. Refrain Under the atoning blood of the Lamb, Under the atoning blood of the Lamb, Safely I am hiding, constantly abiding, Under the atoning blood. Where shall I the praise of Christ begin? Gone the heavy burden of my sin! Grace has changed the world I’m living in, Under the atoning blood. Refrain Evil shall not here my soul ensnare; Tenderly I’m kept with jealous care. Jesus walks beside me everywhere, Under the atoning blood. Refrain Now its healing power makes me whole; Through its merit Jesus saves my soul. Savior, keep me while the ages roll Under the atoning blood. Refrain

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Lukas 22:19

• [Luk 22:19] According To Thy Gracious Word

  According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember Thee. Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from Heaven shall be; The testamental cup I take, And thus remember Thee. Gethsemane can I forget? Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony, and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee? When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee; Remember Thee, and all Thy pains And all Thy love to me; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember Thee. And when these failing lips grow dumb And mind and memory flee, When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me.

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• [Luk 22:19] Because Thou Hast Said

  Because Thou hast said, “Do this for My sake,” The mystical bread we gladly partake; We thirst for the Spirit that flows from above, And long to inherit Thy fullness of love. ’Tis here we look up and grasp at Thy mind, ’Tis here that we hope Thine image to find; The means of bestowing Thy gifts we embrace; But all things are owing to Jesus’ grace.
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• [Luk 22:19] Do This; Remember Me!

  Our Lord and His disciples at table were as one, And Jesus thought of the morrow, His work here nearly done. With one last night together, they knew not what would be, But Jesus had one final word: “Do This; Remember Me!” Thanksgiving to the Father, an ancient feast made new. Christ said, “This is My body, My body giv’n for you.” The holy bread was broken and shared with Jesus’ plea That His words not be forgotten: “Do This; Remember Me!” He took the cup of blessing, the blood of Jesus shed That all might know forgiveness, received when Jesus bled. Salvation now available to all on bended knee Who repent and follow His command: “Do This; Remember Me!” Yes, Christ’s command continues to all who serve His Name To go and make disciples, that all would sing His fame. And gathered at one table His holy church shall see Our Master is still calling: “Do This; Remember Me!”

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• [Luk 22:19] For The Bread, Which Thou Hast Broken

  For the bread, which Thou hast broken; For the wine, which Thou hast poured; For the words, which Thou hast spoken— Now we give Thee thanks, O Lord. By this pledge that Thou dost love us, By Thy gift of peace restored, By Thy call to Heaven above us, Hallow all our lives, O Lord. With our sainted ones in glory, Seated at our Father’s board, May the Church that waiteth for Thee Keep love’s tie unbroken, Lord. In Thy service, Lord, defend us, In our hearts keep watch and ward; In the world where Thou dost send us Let Thy kingdom come, O Lord.

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• [Luk 22:19] How Happy Are Thy Servants, Lord

  How happy are Thy servants, Lord, Who thus remember Thee! What tongue can tell our sweet accord, Our perfect harmony? Who Thy mysterious supper share, Here at Thy table fed, Many, and yet but one we are, One undivided bread. One with the living bread divine Which now by faith we eat, Our hearts and minds and spirits join, And all in Jesus meet. So dear the tie where souls agree In Jesus’ dying love! Then only can it closer be, When all are joined above.

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• [Luk 22:19] If Human Kindness Meets Return

  If human kindness meets return, And owns the grateful tie; If tender thoughts within us burn To feel a friend is nigh; O shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe To Him Who died, our fears to quell, Our more than orphan’s woe! While yet His anguished soul surveyed Those pangs he would not flee, What love His latest words displayed, “Meet and remember me!” Remember Thee! Thy death, Thy shame Our sinful hearts to share! O memory, leave no other name But His recorded there.

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• [Luk 22:19] Jesus, Master, Hear Me Now

  Jesus, Master, hear me now, While I would renew my vow, And record Thy dying love; Hear, and help me from above. Feed me, Savior, with this bread, Broken in Thy body’s stead; Cheer my spirit with this wine, Streaming like that blood of Thine. And as now I eat and drink, Let me truly, sweetly think, Thou didst hang upon the tree, Broken, bleeding, there—for me.
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• [Luk 22:19] Now The Silence

  Now the silence, now the peace, Now the empty hands uplifted; Now the kneeling, now the plea, Now the Father’s arms in welcome; Now the hearing, now the power, Now the vessel brimmed for pouring; Now the body, now the blood, Now the joyful celebration; Now the wedding, now the songs, Now the heart forgiven, leaping; Now the Spirit’s visitation, Now the Son’s epiphany; Now the Father’s blessing, Now, now, now.

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• [Luk 22:19] Sing, My Tongue, The Savior’s Glory

  Sing, my tongue, the Savior’s glory, Of His flesh the mystery sing, Of the blood, all price exceeding, Shed by our immortal King, Destined, for the world’s redemption, From a noble womb to spring. Of a pure and spotless virgin, Born for us, His love to show, He, as man, with man conversing, Stayed, the seeds of truth to sow; Then He closed in wondrous fashion, This His life on earth below. On the night of that Last Supper, Seated with His chosen band, He, the paschal victim eating, First fulfills the law’s command; Then as food to all His brethren Gives Himself with His own hand. Christ, the Word made Flesh, by speaking, Earthly bread to flesh He turns; Wine becomes His blood so precious— Unconceived in human terms! Hearts sincere perceive this marvel; Faith its lessons quickly learns. Down in adoration falling, This great sacrament we hail; Over ancient forms of worship Newer rites of grace prevail; Faith tells us that Christ is present When our human senses fail. To the everlasting Father, And the Son Who made us free, And the Spirit, God proceeding, From them each eternally, Be salvation, honor, blessing, Might and endless majesty.

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• [Luk 22:19] Sweet Feast Of Love Divine

  Sweet feast of love divine! ’Tis grace that makes us free To feed upon this bread and wine, In memory, Lord, of Thee. Here every welcome guest Waits, Lord, from Thee to learn The secrets of Thy Father’s breast, And all Thy grace discern. Here conscience ends its strife, And faith delights to prove The sweetness of the bread of life, The fullness of Thy love. Thy blood that flowed for sin, In symbol here we see, And feel the blessèd pledge within, That we are loved of Thee. But if this glimpse of love Is so divinely sweet, What will it be, O Lord, above, Thy gladdening smile to meet— To see Thee face to face, Thy perfect likeness wear, And all Thy ways of wondrous grace Through endless years declare!

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Ibrani 9:14-22

• [Ibr 9:15] Jesus, In Thee Our Eyes Behold

  Jesus, in Thee our eyes behold A thousand glories more, Than the rich gems and polished gold The sons of Aaron wore. They first their own burnt offerings brought, To purge themselves from sin; Thy life was pure without a spot, And all Thy nature clean. Fresh blood as constant as the day Was on their altar spilt; But Thy one offering takes away For ever all our guilt. Their priesthood ran through several hands, For mortal was their race; Thy never changing office stands Eternal as Thy days. Once in the circuit of a year, With blood, but not his own, Aaron within the veil appears Before the golden throne: But Christ, by His own powerful blood, Ascends above the skies, And in the presence of our God Shows His own sacrifice. Jesus, the King of glory, reigns On Zion’s heav’nly hill; Looks like a lamb that has been slain, And wears His priesthood still. He ever lives to intercede Before His Father’s face: Give Him, my soul, thy cause to plead, Nor doubt the Father’s grace.

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• [Ibr 9:22] Jesus, Whose Blood So Freely Streamed

  Jesus, whose blood so freely streamed To satisfy the law’s demand; By Thee from guilt and wrath redeemed, Before the Father’s face I stand. To reconcile offending man, Make Justice drop her angry rod; What creature could have formed the plan, Or who fulfill it but a God? No drop remains of all the curse, For wretches who deserved the whole; No arrows dipped in wrath to pierce The guilty, but returning soul. Peace by such means so dearly bought, What rebel could have hoped to see? Peace by his injured Sovereign wrought, His Sovereign fastened to a tree. Now, Lord, Thy feeble worm prepare! For strife with earth and hell begins; Conform and gird me for the war; They hate the soul that hates his sins. Let them in horrid league agree! They may assault, they may distress; But cannot quench Thy love to me, Nor rob me of the Lord my Peace.

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• [Ibr 9:22] Nothing But The Blood

  What can wash away my sin? Nothing but the blood of Jesus; What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Refrain Oh! precious is the flow That makes me white as snow; No other fount I know, Nothing but the blood of Jesus. For my pardon, this I see, Nothing but the blood of Jesus; For my cleansing this my plea, Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Refrain Nothing can for sin atone, Nothing but the blood of Jesus; Naught of good that I have done, Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Refrain This is all my hope and peace, Nothing but the blood of Jesus; This is all my righteousness, Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Refrain Now by this I’ll overcome— Nothing but the blood of Jesus, Now by this I’ll reach my home— Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Refrain Glory! Glory! This I sing— Nothing but the blood of Jesus, All my praise for this I bring— Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Refrain

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Ibrani 10:4-14

• [Ibr 10:4] Not All The Blood Of Beasts

  Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain Could give the guilty conscience peace Or wash away the stain. But Christ, the heav’nly Lamb, Takes all our sins away; A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While, like a penitent, I stand, And there confess my sin. My soul looks back to see The burdens Thou didst bear When hanging on the cursèd tree, And hopes her guilt was there. Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing His bleeding love.

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• [Ibr 10:4] O Thou Whose Offering On The Tree

  O Thou whose offering on the tree The legal offerings all foreshowed, Borrowed their whole effect from Thee, And drew their virtue from Thy blood. The blood of goats and bullocks slain, Could never for one sin atone; To purge the guilty offerer’s stain, Thine was the work, and Thine alone. Vain in themselves their duties were, Their services could never please, Till joined with Thine, and made to share The merits of Thy righteousness. Forward they cast a faithful look On Thy approaching sacrifice; And thence their pleasing savor took, And rose accepted in the skies. These feeble types and shadows old, Are all in Thee, the Truth, fulfilled; We in Thy sacrifice behold The substance of those rites revealed. Thy meritorious sufferings past, We see by faith to us brought back; And, on Thy grand oblation cast, Its saving benefits partake.

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• [Ibr 10:10] Once, Only Once

  Once, only once, and once for all, His precious life He gave; Before the cross in faith we fall, And own it strong to save. “One off’ring, single and complete,” With lips and hearts we say; But what He never can repeat He shows forth day by day. For as the priest of Aaron’s line Within the holiest stood, And sprinkled all the mercy shrine With sacrificial blood; So He, who once atonement wrought, Our Priest of endless power, Presents Himself for those He bought In that dark noontide hour. His manhood pleads where now it lives On heaven’s eternal throne, And where in mystic rite He gives Its presence to His own. And so we show Thy death, O Lord, Till Thou again appear, And feel, when we approach Thy board, We have an altar here.

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• [Ibr 10:10] True Messiah Now Appears, The

  The true Messiah now appears, The types are all withdrawn; So fly the shadows and the stars Before the rising dawn. No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs, Nor kid nor bullock slain; Incense and spice of costly names Would all be burnt in vain. Aaron must lay his robes away, His miter and his vest, When God Himself comes down to be The offering and the priest. He took our mortal flesh to show The wonders of His love; For us He paid His life below, And prays for us above. “Father,” He cries, “forgive their sins, For I Myself have died”; And then He shows His opened veins And pleads His wounded side.

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• [Ibr 10:12] Come, All Harmonious Tongues

  Come, all harmonious tongues, Your noblest music bring; ’Tis Christ the everlasting God, And Christ the man, we sing. Tell how He took our flesh, To take away our guilt; Sing the dear drops of sacred blood That hellish monsters spilt. Alas! the cruel spear Went deep into His side, And the rich flood of purple gore Their murderous weapons dyed. The waves of swelling grief Did o’er His bosom roll, And mountains of almighty wrath Lay heavy on His soul. Down to the shades of death He bowed His smitten head; Yet He arose to live and reign When death itself is dead. No more the bloody spear, The cross and nails no more; For hell itself shakes at His Name, And all the heav’ns adore. There the Redeemer sits High on the Father’s throne; The Father lays His vengeance by, And smiles upon His Son. There His full glories shine With uncreated rays, And bless His saints and angels’ eyes To everlasting days.

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• [Ibr 10:14] When O’er My Sins I Sorrow

  When o’er my sins I sorrow, Lord, I will look to Thee And hence my comfort borrow That Thou wast slain for me; Yea, Lord, Thy precious blood was spilt For me, O most unworthy, To take away my guilt. Oh, what a marvelous offering! Behold, the Master spares His servants, and their suffering And grief for them He bears. God stoopeth from His throne on high; For me, His guilty creature, He deigns as man to die. My manifold transgression Henceforth can harm me none Since Jesus’ bloody Passion For me God’s grace hath won. His precious blood my debts hath paid; Of hell and all its torments I am no more afraid. Therefore I will forever Give glory unto Thee, O Jesus, loving Savior, For what Thou didst for me. I’ll spend my breath in songs of thanks For Thy sad cry, Thy sufferings, Thy wrongs, Thy guiltless death.

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Ibrani 13:20

• [Ibr 13:20] Blood Of His Covenant

  Blood of His Covenant, Sprinkles down upon us, Cleanses our filthiness; washes from sin! Pour down upon our hearts! Flood over our rescued souls! Seal our great acquittal from all guilt within! Gone are my stains of guilt; Gone my deep pollution; Gone, gone to Calvary; lost in His grave! There lies my wickedness, forever buried! Spotless, I adore Him, for all that He gave! Closed is the great abyss! Silent, my accuser! Only Christ’s righteousness speaks now for me. I feel His nail-scarred hand, tenderly washing all! Loved in the Beloved, O how can this be? Worship the mystery! Fall in mute amazement! Murmur astonished praise there at His feet! Now breaks my heart of stone; now comes His Spirit; Now my heart of flesh is quickened to beat.

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• [Ibr 13:20] Faith In The Blood

  If asked whereon I rest my claim To full salvation’s joy, If nothing more I need to name, Or other words employ, Besides our Savior’s blood and wounds, To me all-satisfying grounds; I answer then, “My claim is good! ’Tis based on Jesus’ blood.” This is my hope’s foundation firm, Which ever shall endure; Yea, at the end of life’s brief term, I’ll rest thereon secure, And dreaded death shall lose its sting, As of my Savior’s wounds I sing; His precious blood shall be the key That opens Heav’n for me.

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• [Ibr 13:20] Now May He Who From The Dead

  Now may He Who from the dead Brought the Shepherd of the sheep Jesus Christ, our King and Head, All our souls in safety keep. May He teach us to fulfill What is pleasing in His sight; Perfect us in all His will, And preserve us day and night. To that dear Redeemer’s praise, Who the covenant sealed with blood, Let our hearts and voices raise Loud thanksgivings to our God.
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