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Yehezkiel 34:13

Mazmur 106:47

Mikha 7:11-14

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Mazmur 106:47

• [Mzm 106:47] God Of The Nations, Who From Dawn Of Days

  God of the nations, who from dawn of days, Hast led Thy people in their widening ways, Through Whose deep purpose stranger thousands stand Here in the borders of our promised land. Thine ancient might rebuked the Pharaoh’s boast Thou wast the shield for Israel’s marching host, And, all the ages through, past crumbling throne And broken fetter, Thou hast brought Thine own. Thy hand has led across the hungry sea The eager peoples flocking to be free, And, from the breeds of earth, Thy silent sway Fashions the nation of the broadening day. Then, for Thy grace to grow in brotherhood, For hearts aflame to serve Thy destined good, For faith, and will to win what faith shall see, God of Thy people, hear us cry to Thee.

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Yesaya 27:12-13

• [Yes 27:12] A Few More Marchings Weary

  A few more marchings weary, then we’ll gather home! A few more storm clouds dreary, then we’ll gather home! A few more days the cross to bear, And then with Christ a crown to wear; A few more marchings weary, then we’ll gather home! Refrain O’er time’s rapid river, soon we’ll rest forever; No more marchings weary when we gather home! A few more nights of weeping, then we’ll gather home! A few more watches keeping, then we’ll gather home! A few more vict’ries over sin, A few more sheaves to gather in, A few more marchings weary, then we’ll gather home! Refrain A few more sweet links broken, then we’ll gather home! A few more kind words spoken, then we’ll gather home! A few more partings on the strand, And then away to Canaan’s land: A few more marchings weary, then we’ll gather home! Refrain

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• [Yes 27:12] Garnered Sheaves

  At the feet of the Blessèd Master We would lay our garnered sheaves; When we come, and all empty handed, Surely sore the Master grieves! Refrain Garnered sheaves from the fields so white to harvest! Garnered sheaves richly yields life’s golden harvest! At the feet of the Blessèd Master We would lay our garnered sheaves. While the fields then are white with harvest, And the laborers are few, Let us strive well to fill the garner, And be reapers staunch and true. Refrain O the joy of successful labor! O the joy of work well done! O the joy of the Master’s praises To the soul whose crown is won! Refrain

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Yeremia 31:8-10

• [Yer 31:10] Come, All Ye Sons Of God

  Come, all ye sons of God, who have received the priesthood, Go spread the Gospel wide, and gather in His people, The latter day work has begun, to gather scattered Israel in And bring them back to Zion to praise the Lamb. Come, all ye scattered sheep, and listen to your Shepherd, While you the blessing reap, which long have been predicted; By prophets long it’s been foretold He’ll gather you into His fold And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb. Repent and be baptized, and have your sins remitted, And get the Spirit’s zeal; O then you’ll be united; Go cast upon Him all your cares; He will regard your humble prayer And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb. And when your grief is o’er and ended your affliction, Your spirits then will soar to await the resurrection; And then His presence you’ll enjoy, in heavenly bliss your time employ, A thousand years in Zion to praise the Lamb.

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