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Kejadian 3:8-19

Lukas 15:15-16

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Kejadian 3:8-19

• [Kej 3:15] Ye Choirs Of New Jerusalem

  Ye choirs of new Jerusalem, Your sweetest notes employ, The Paschal victory to hymn In strains of holy joy. For Judah’s Lion bursts His chains, Crushing the serpent’s head; And cries aloud through death’s domains To wake the imprisoned dead. From hell’s devouring jaws the prey Alone our Leader bore; His ransomed hosts pursue their way Where Jesus goes before. Triumphant in His glory now To Him all power is given; To Him in one communion bow All saints in earth and heaven. While we, His soldiers, praise our King, His mercy we implore, Within His palace bright to bring And keep us evermore. All glory to the Father be, All glory to the Son, All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, While endless ages run. Ye choirs of new Jerusalem, To sweet new strains attune your theme; The while we keep, from care released, With sober joy our Paschal feast: When Christ, unconquer’d Lion, first The dragon’s chains by rising burst: And while with living voice He cries, The dead of other ages rise. Engorged in former years, their prey Must death and hell restore today: And many a captive soul, set free, With Jesus leaves captivity. Right gloriously He triumphs now, Worthy to Whom should all things bow; And joining heaven and earth again, Links in one commonweal the twain. And we, as these His deeds we sing, His suppliant soldiers, pray our King, That in His palace, bright and vast, We may keep watch and ward at last. Long as unending ages run, To God the Father, laud be done: To God the son, our equal praise, And God the Holy Ghost, we raise.

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Yeremia 31:18-19

• [Yer 31:18] Return, O Wanderer, Return

  Return, O wanderer, return, And seek an injured Father’s face; Those warm desires that in thee burn Were kindled by reclaiming grace. Return, O wanderer, return, And seek a Father’s melting heart, Whose pitying eyes thy grief discern, Whose hand can heal thine inward smart. Return, O wanderer, return, He heard thy deep repentant sigh, He saw thy softened spirit mourn When no intruding ear was nigh. Return, O wanderer, return, Thy Savior bids thy spirit live; Go to His bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. Return, O wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear; ’Tis God who says, “No longer mourn,” ’Tis mercy’s voice invites thee near.

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• [Yer 31:19] Tell Mother I’ll Be There

  When I was but a little child how well I recollect How I would grieve my mother with my folly and neglect; And now that she has gone to Heav’n I miss her tender care: O Savior, tell my mother, I’ll be there! Refrain Tell mother I’ll be there, in answer to her prayer; This message, blessèd Savior, to her bear! Tell mother I’ll be there, Heav’n’s joys with her to share; Yes, tell my darling mother I’ll be there. Though I was often wayward, she was always kind and good; So patient, gentle, loving when I acted rough and rude; My childhood griefs and trials she would gladly with me share: O Savior, tell my mother, I’ll be there! Refrain When I became a prodigal, and left the old rooftree, She almost broke her loving heart in mourning after me; And day and night she prayed to God to keep me in His care: O Savior, tell my mother, I’ll be there! Refrain One day a message came to me, it bade me quickly come If I would see my mother ere the Savior took her home; I promised her, before she died, for Heaven to prepare: O Savior, tell my mother, I’ll be there! Refrain

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