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Kejadian 17:6-7

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Kejadian 15:1

• [Kej 15:1] O God, Thy Soldiers’ Crown And Guard

  O God, Thy soldiers’ crown and guard, And their exceeding great reward; From all transgressions set us free, Who sing Thy martyr’s victory. The pleasures of the world he spurned, From sin’s pernicious lures he turned; He knew their joys imbued with gall, And thus he reached Thy heavenly hall. For Thee through many a woe he ran, In many a fight he played the man; For Thee his blood he dared to pour, And thence hath joy forevermore. We therefore pray Thee, full of love, Regard us from Thy throne above; On this Thy martyr’s triumph day, Wash every stain of sin away. O Christ, most loving King, to Thee, With God the Father, glory be; Like glory, as is ever meet, To God the holy Paraclete.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matius 22:32

• [Mat 22:32] God Of The Living, In Whose Eyes

  God of the living, in Whose eyes Unveiled Thy whole creation lies, All souls are Thine, we must not say That those are dead who pass away; From this our world of flesh set free, We know them living unto Thee. Released from earthly toil and strife, With Thee is hidden still their life; Thine are their thoughts, their works, their powers, All Thine, and yet most truly ours; For well we know, where’er they be, Our dead are living unto Thee. Not spilt like water on the ground, Not wrapped in dreamless sleep profound, Not wandering in unknown despair, Beyond Thy voice, Thine Arm, Thy care; Not left to lie like fallen tree— Not dead, but living, unto Thee. Thy Word is true, Thy will is just; To Thee we leave them, Lord, in trust; And bless Thee for the love which gave Thy Son to fill a human grave; That none might fear that world to see Where all are living unto Thee. O Breather into man of breath, O Holder of the keys of death, O Giver of the life within, Save us from death, the death of sin, That body, soul, and spirit be Forever living unto Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 22:32] Will The Circle Be Unbroken?

  There are loved ones in the glory, Whose dear forms you often miss; When you close your earthly story, Will you join them in their bliss? Refrain Will the circle be unbroken By and by, by and by? In a better home awaiting In the sky, in the sky? In the joyous days of childhood, Oft they told of wondrous love, Pointed to the dying Savior Now they dwell with Him above. Refrain You remember songs of heaven Which you sang with childish voice, Do you love the hymns they taught you, Or are songs of earth your choice? Refrain You can picture happy gatherings Round the fireside long ago, And you think of tearful partings, When they left you here below: Refrain One by one their seats were emptied, One by one they went away; Here the circle has been broken— Will it be complete one day? Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Ibrani 11:16

• [Ibr 11:16] My Own Dear Land

  My own dear land, where’er my footsteps wander, Ever to thee my heart still turns again; To thee my love grows ever fonder, fonder, Till in its might it is akin to pain. Ever to thee I’m bound in love and duty; No dearer land to me in all the earth; By all sweet ties of home and love and beauty, To thee I cleave, dear land that gave me birth. Yet I look on, beyond earth’s habitation, To where a home of rarer vision gleams, Fairer than earth’s most wonderful creation Bathed in the light of Heav’n’s own morning beams. There we shall meet, from every clime and nation, There we shall meet in answer to the call, There we shall meet in joyous consecration, Sons of one Father, brothers one and all.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ibr 11:16] My Soul, There Is A Country

  My soul, there is a country, Afar beyond the stars, Where stands a wingèd sentry, All skillful in the wars. There, above noise and danger, Sweet Peace sits crowned with smiles, And One born in a manger Commands the beauteous files. He is thy gracious Friend And (O my soul, awake!) Did in pure love descend, To die here for thy sake. If thou canst get but thither, There grows the flower of peace, The rose that cannot wither, Thy fortress, and thy ease. Leave, then, thy foolish ranges; For none can thee secure But One, who never changes, Thy God, thy Life, thy Cure.

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  source: Cyberhymnal