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Yesaya 25:8

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Hosea 6:2

• [Hos 6:2] Kindly Spring Again Is Here

  Kindly spring again is here, Trees and fields in bloom appear; Hark! the birds with artless lays Warble their Creator’s praise. Where in winter all was snow, Now the flowers in clusters grow; And the corn, in green array, Promises a harvest-day. Lord, afford a spring to me, Let me feel like what I see; Speak, and by Thy gracious voice, Make my drooping soul rejoice. On Thy garden deign to smile, Raise the plants, enrich the soil; Soon Thy presence will restore Life to what seemed dead before.

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Ayub 19:25-27

• [Ayb 19:25] Great God, I Own Thy Sentence Just

  Great God, I own Thy sentence just, And nature must decay; I yield my body to the dust, To dwell with fellow clay. Yet faith may triumph o’er the grave, And trample on the tombs; My Jesus, my Redeemer, lives; My God, my Savior, comes. The mighty Conqueror shall appear High on a royal seat, And death, the last of all His foes, Lie vanquished at His feet. Though greedy worms devour my skin, And gnaw my wasting flesh, When God shall build my bones again, He clothes them all afresh. Then shall I see Thy lovely face With strong immortal eyes; And feast upon Thy unknown grace With pleasure and surprise.

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• [Ayb 19:25] He Lives! The Great Redeemer Lives!

  He lives! the great Redeemer lives! What joy the blest assurance gives! And now, before His Father, God, Pleads the full merit of His blood, Pleads the full merit of His blood. Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice armed with frowns appears, But in the Savior’s lovely face Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace, Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. In every dark, distressful hour, When sin and Satan join their power, Let this dear hope repel the dart, That Jesus bears us on His heart, That Jesus bears us on His heart. Great Advocate, almighty Friend! On Him our humble hopes depend; Our cause can never, never fail, For Jesus pleads, and must prevail, For Jesus pleads, and must prevail.

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• [Ayb 19:25] I Call The World’s Redeemer Mine

  I call the world’s Redeemer mine; He lives Who died for me, I know; Who bought my soul with blood divine, Jesus, shall re-appear below, Stand in that dreadful day unknown, And fix on earth His heavenly throne. Then the last judgment-day shall come; And though the worms this skin devour, The Judge shall call me from the tomb, Shall bid the greedy grave restore, And raise this individual me, God in the flesh, my God, to see. In this identic body I, With eyes of flesh refined, restored, Shall see that self-same Savior nigh. See for myself my smiling Lord, See with ineffable delight; Nor faint to hear the glorious sight. Then let the worms demand their prey, The greedy grave my reins consume; With joy I drop my moldering clay, And rest till my Redeemer come; On Christ, my Life, in death rely, Secure that I can never die.

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• [Ayb 19:25] I Know That My Redeemer Lives (medley)

  I know that my Redeemer lives; What comfort this sweet sentence gives! He lives, He lives, who once was dead; He lives, my ever living Head. He lives to bless me with His love, He lives to plead for me above. He lives my hungry soul to feed, He lives to help in time of need. He lives triumphant from the grave, He lives eternally to save, He lives all glorious in the sky, He lives exalted there on high. He lives to grant me rich supply, He lives to guide me with His eye, He lives to comfort me when faint, He lives to hear my soul’s complaint. He lives to silence all my fears, He lives to wipe away my tears He lives to calm my troubled heart, He lives all blessings to impart. He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend, He lives and loves me to the end; He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing; He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King. He lives and grants me daily breath; He lives, and I shall conquer death: He lives my mansion to prepare; He lives to bring me safely there. He lives, all glory to His Name! He lives, my Jesus, still the same. Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives, I know that my Redeemer lives!

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• [Ayb 19:25] I Know That My Redeemer Lives (wesley)

  I know that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me; A token of His love He gives, A pledge of liberty. I find him lifting up my head, He brings salvation near, His presence makes me free indeed, And He will soon appear. He wills that I should holy be, What can withstand His will? The counsel of His grace in me He surely shall fulfill. Jesus, I hang upon Thy Word; I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return and claim me, Lord And to Thyself receive, Joyful in hope, my spirit soars To meet Thee from above, Thy goodness thankfully adores; And sure I taste Thy love. Thy love I soon expect to find, In all its depth and height; To comprehend the eternal mind, And grasp the Infinite. When God is Mine and I am His, Of paradise possessed, I taste unutterable bliss, And everlasting rest. The bliss of those that fully dwell, Fully in Thee believe, ’Tis more than angel tongues can tell, Or angel minds conceive. Thou only knowst, who didst obtain, And die to make it known; The great salvation now explain, And perfect us in one!

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• [Ayb 19:25] I Know That My Redeemer Liveth

  I know that my Redeemer liveth, And on the earth again shall stand; I know eternal life He giveth, That grace and power are in His hand. Refrain I know, I know, that Jesus liveth, And on the earth again shall stand; I know, I know, that life He giveth, That grace and power are in His hand. I know His promise never faileth, The Word He speaks, it cannot die; Though cruel death my flesh assaileth, Yet I shall see Him by and by. Refrain I know my mansion He prepareth, That where He is there I may be; O wondrous thought, for me He careth, And He at last will come for me. Refrain

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Mazmur 16:10

• [Mzm 16:10] Ye Men Of Israel, Hear

  Ye men of Israel, hear The words of truth and grace, Jesus did in the flesh appear To save a sinking race; A Man of God approved, By signs and wonders known, Jesus, the Father’s well-beloved, The co-eternal Son. The Prince of Life and Peace, By Heav’n’s supreme decree Delivered up, ye dared to seize, And nail Him to the tree; Taken by wicked hands, And crucified and slain; But God hath loosed the mortal bands, And raised Him up again. It was not possible That death should keep his Prey; God would not leave His soul in hell, Or let His flesh decay: His flesh reposed in hope Of the third joyful morn, And then the Father raised Him up, And God again was born. This Jesus is restored To life by power divine; We all proclaim our living Lord, And in His praises join: We are His witnesses, He is gone up on high, Exalted to His native place, He lives no more to die. Again at God’s right hand Our Lord is called to sit, Till all who now His sway withstand Are crushed beneath His feet: Be it to Israel’s seed, To every sinner known, God hath performed His oath indeed, Hath glorified His Son. Sinners, believe He died, And rose to buy your peace; Jesus the Christ, the Crucified, The Lord of Life confess; Repent in Jesus’ Name, Believe and be forgiven, And take the Holy Ghost ye claim, And rise with us to Heaven.

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• [Mzm 16:10] When In The Night I Meditate

  When in the night I meditate, On mercies multiplied, My grateful heart inspires my tongue To bless the Lord, my Guide. Forever in my thought the Lord Before my face shall stand, Secure, unmoved, I shall remain, With Him at my right hand. My inmost being thrills with joy And gladness fills my breast; Because on Him my trust is stayed, My flesh in hope shall rest. I know that I shall not be left Forgotten in the grave, And from corruption, Thou, O Lord, Thy holy one wilt save. The path of life Thou showest me; Of joy a boundless store Is ever found at Thy right hand, And pleasures evermore.

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Mazmur 30:3

• [Mzm 30:3] I Will Extol Thee, Lord On High

  I will extol Thee, Lord on high, At Thy command diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save, From the dark borders of the grave? Sing to the Lord, ye saints of His, And tell how large His goodness is; Let all your powers rejoice and bless While you record His holiness. His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days; Though grief and tears the night employ, The morning star restores the joy.

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• [Mzm 30:3] Lift Your Glad Voices In Triumph On High

  Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man cannot die; Vain were the terrors that gathered around Him, And short the dominion of death and the grave; He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound Him, Resplendent in glory to live and to save! Loud was the chorus of angels on high, The Savior hath risen, and man shall not die. Glory to God, in full anthems of joy; The being He gave us death cannot destroy: Sad were the life we must part with tomorrow, If tears were our birthright, and death were our end; But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow, And bade us, immortal, to Heaven ascend: Lift then your voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die.

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Mazmur 49:15

• [Mzm 49:15] Hark! From The Tombs A Dole­ful Sound

  Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound; My ears, attend the cry; “Ye living men, come view the ground Where you must shortly lie. “Princes, this clay must be your bed, In spite of all your towers; The tall, the wise, the rev’rend head Must lie as low as ours!” Great God! is this our certain doom? And are we still secure? Still walking downward to our tomb, And yet prepare no more? Grant us the powers of quick’ning grace, To fit our souls to fly, Then, when we drop this dying flesh, We’ll rise above the sky.

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Mazmur 86:13

• [Mzm 86:13] Arise, My Soul! My Joyful Powers

  Arise, my soul, my joyful powers, And triumph in my God; Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim His glorious grace abroad. He raised me from the deeps of sin, The gates of gaping hell, And fixed my standing more secure Than ’twas before I fell. The arms of everlasting love Beneath my soul He placed; And on the Rock of ages set My slippery footsteps fast. The city of my blessed abode Is walled around with grace, Salvation for a bulwark stands To shield the sacred place. Satan may vent his sharpest spite, And all his legions roar; Almighty mercy guards my life, And bounds his raging power. Arise, my soul; awake, my voice, And tunes of pleasure sing; Loud hallelujahs shall address My Savior and my King.

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Yesaya 25:8

• [Yes 25:8] Beyond This Land Of Parting

  Beyond this land of parting, losing and leaving, Far beyond the losses, darkening this, And far beyond the taking and the bereaving Lies the summer land of bliss. Refrain Land beyond, so fair and bright! Land beyond, where is no night! Summer land, God is its Light. O happy summer land of bliss. Beyond this land of toiling, sowing and reaping, Far beyond the shadows, darkening this, And far beyond the sighing, moaning and weeping, Lies the summer land of bliss. Refrain Beyond this land of sinning, fainting and failing, Far beyond the doubtings, darkening this, And far beyond the griefs and dangers befalling, Lies the summer land of bliss. Refrain Beyond this land of waiting, seeking and sighing, Far beyond the sorrows, darkening this, And far beyond the pain and sickness and dying Lies the summer land of bliss. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] Gentle Shepherd, Thou Hast Stilled

  Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled Now Thy little lamb’s brief weeping; Ah, how peaceful, pale and mild, In its narrow bed ’tis sleeping, And no sigh of anguish sore Heaves that little bosom more. In this world of care and pain, Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it; To the sunny, heavenly plain Thou dost now with joy receive it; Clothed in robes of spotless white, Now it dwells with Thee in light. Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we Where it lives may soon be living, And the lovely pastures see That its heavenly food are giving; Then the gain of death we prove, Though Thou take what most we love. God, we thank Thee; not in vain Lived our friend in Thee believing; Not for him can we be grieving: Ours the loss, but his the gain. Ours the vanity of sorrow, His the vision from the height; His today, and ours tomorrow, Change and awe and love and light. What Thou doest, Lord, is good: Though his body now is sleeping, Lives his spirit in Thy keeping, Pain and sorrow understood. Grant him rest among the living, Bring him to Thy vision clear, All his sin in love forgiving When as Judge Thou dost appear.

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• [Yes 25:8] Hail, Mighty Victor

  Hail, mighty Victor! Behold He comes from out the grave. Shout, shout His triumph! Oh, tell abroad His power to save. Sing, sing with gladness, proclaim the news o’er land and sea: He reigns forever, great Ruler over all is He. Shout His praise, for us He came to die. But lo, He lives! He reigns upon His Father’s throne on high. Glory, laud, and honor unto Christ the Lord be given. Praise Him! all ye people, mighty Ruler of earth and Heav’n. Praise Him! all ye stars of night. Praise Him! all ye shining hosts of light. Oh! that men would bless and praise His holy Name, Would praise His holy Name. [Repeat last stanza]

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• [Yes 25:8] Long Hast Thou Wept And Sorrowed

  Long hast thou wept and sorrowed, Poor mourner, dry thy tears; Behold, with light and comfort, The Lord Himself appears. “Trust in My mercy ever, My people!” saith the Lord. Hold fast, in deepest sorrow, That soul sustaining Word. Then rest, sad heart, in patience, With this petition still, “Lord, all these vacant places With Thine own fullness fill!”
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• [Yes 25:8] No Tears In Heaven

  Our youth is transient like a flower, That blooms, and fades, and dies; Our life is but a summer cloud, And like a shadow flies; Then let us heed the warning voice— Today its call we hear, It speaks in deep and solemn tones, That come from yonder bier. The angel messenger of death, Has gently borne away, A dear companion from our side, To realms of endless day; Her voice no more will join with ours The song of praise below, It wakes a purer, sweeter strain, Where only pleasures flow. When gathered on the Sabbath morn, Her vacant place we view, We’ll think how bright the world she treads, And in her steps pursue; Be still, let every heart be still, And all our sorrow quell, We’ll bow submissive to His will, Who doeth all things well.

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• [Yes 25:8] O Thou Who Driest The Mourner’s Tear

  O Thou who driest the mourner’s tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee! The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes are flown; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. But Thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e’en the hope that threw A moment’s sparkle o’er our tears Is dimmed and vanished too— O who could bear life’s stormy doom, Did not Thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above? Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright, With more than rapture’s ray; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day.

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• [Yes 25:8] Sometime We’ll Understand

  Not now, but in the coming years, It may be in the better land, We’ll read the meaning of our tears, And there, some time, we’ll understand. Then trust in God through all the days; Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand; Though dark thy way, still sing and praise, Some time, some time we’ll understand. We’ll catch the broken thread again, And finish what we here began; Heav’n will the mysteries explain, And then, ah then, we’ll understand. Refrain We’ll know why clouds instead of sun Were over many a cherished plan; Why song has ceased when scarce begun; ’Tis there, some time, we’ll understand. Refrain God knows the way, He holds the key, He guides us with unerring hand; Some time with tearless eyes we’ll see; Yes, there, up there, we’ll understand. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] Sweet Voices

  Hear sweet voices from above, Fill thy hands and go with love, To the weary as they wait, so late; In the name of Christ your King, Go and sweetly, sweetly sing, Go and wipe their tears away, and pray. Refrain Happy voices ev’rywhere Are like angels in the air. ’Twas for this that Jesus came, There is music in His Name, In the work He calleth you, be true. Cups of water ye may bear, And bring answer to your prayer; Jesus led the multitude with good. How the blind with opened eyes Looked on Him with glad surprise! Love may fix the eyes long dim on Him. Refrain Only tell the story how Jesus comes to bless you now; What you do for love is best confessed. Go as Jesus went to them; You may find perchance a gem, Long to sparkle in His sight in light. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] There’s No Disappointment In Heaven

  There’s no disappointment in Heaven, No weariness, sorrow or pain; No hearts that are bleeding and broken, No song with a minor refrain. The clouds of our earthly horizon Will never appear in the sky, For all will be sunshine and gladness, With never a sob or a sigh. Refrain I’m bound for that beautiful city, My Lord has prepared for His own; Where all the redeemed of all ages Sing “Glory!” around the white throne; Sometimes I grow homesick for Heaven, And the glories I there shall behold; What a joy that will be when my Savior I see, In that beautiful city of gold. We’ll never pay rent for our mansion, The taxes will never come due, Our garments will never grow threadbare, But always be fadeless and new, We’ll never be hungry or thirsty, Nor languish in poverty there, For all the rich bounties of Heaven His sanctified children will share. Refrain There’ll never be crepe on the doorknob, No funeral train in the sky; No graves on the hillsides of glory, For there we shall nevermore die. The old will be young there forever, Transformed in a moment of time; Immortal we’ll stand in His likeness, The stars and the sun to outshine. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] Thine Is The Glory

  Thine is the glory, risen, conqu’ring Son; Endless is the victory, Thou o’er death hast won; Angels in bright raiment rolled the stone away, Kept the folded grave clothes where Thy body lay. Refrain Thine is the glory, risen conqu’ring Son, Endless is the vict’ry, Thou o’er death hast won. Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb; Lovingly He greets us, scatters fear and gloom; Let the church with gladness, hymns of triumph sing; For her Lord now liveth, death hath lost its sting. Refrain No more we doubt Thee, glorious Prince of life; Life is naught without Thee; aid us in our strife; Make us more than conqu’rors, through Thy deathless love: Bring us safe through Jordan to Thy home above. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] We Praise Thee, Lord, For Hours Of Bliss

  We praise Thee, Lord for hours of bliss, For days of quiet rest; But O how seldom do we feel That pain and tears are best! We praise Thee for the shining sun, For kind and gladsome ways: When shall we learn, O Lord, to sing Through weary nights and days! Teach Thou our weak and wandering hearts Aright to read Thy way; That Thou with loving hand dost trace Our path from day to day. Then sorrow’s face shall be unveiled, And we at last shall see Her eyes are eyes of tenderness; Her speech but echoes Thee! Then every thorny crown of care Worn well in patience now, Shall prove a glorious diadem Upon the faithful brow.

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• [Yes 25:8] We’ll Never Say Goodbye

  With friends on earth we meet in gladness, While swift the moments fly, Yet ever comes the tho’t of sadness, That we must say, “Goodbye.” Refrain We’ll never say goodbye in Heav’n, We’ll never say goodbye, For in that land of joy and song, We’ll never say goodbye. How joyful is the hope that lingers, When loved ones cross death’s sea, That we, when all earth’s toils are ended, With Thee shall ever be. Refrain No parting words shall e’er be spoken, In yonder home so fair, But songs of joy, and peace, and gladness, We’ll sing forever there. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] When I Can Read My Title Clear

  When I can read my title clear to mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, and wipe my weeping eyes. And wipe my weeping eyes, and wipe my weeping eyes I bid farewell to every fear, and wipe my weeping eyes. Should earth against my soul engage, and hellish darts be hurled, Then I can smile at Satan’s rage, and face a frowning world. And face a frowning world, and face a frowning world, Then I can smile at Satan’s rage, and face a frowning world. Let cares, like a wild deluge come, and storms of sorrow fall! May I but safely reach my home, my God, my heav’n, my All. My God, my heaven, my All, my God, my heave’, my All, May I but safely reach my home, my God, my heaven, my All. There shall I bathe my weary soul in seas of heav’nly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll, across my peaceful breast. Across my peaceful breast, across my peaceful breast, And not a wave of trouble roll, across my peaceful breast.

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• [Yes 25:8] When They Ring The Golden Bells

  There’s a land beyond the river, That we call the sweet forever, And we only reach that shore by faith’s decree; One by one we’ll gain the portals, There to dwell with the immortals, When they ring the golden bells for you and me. Refrain Don’t you hear the bells now ringing? Don’t you hear the angels singing? ’Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee. In that far off sweet forever, Just beyond the shining river, When they ring the golden bells for you and me. We shall know no sin or sorrow, In that haven of tomorrow, When our barque shall sail beyond the silver sea; We shall only know the blessing Of our Father’s sweet caressing, When they ring the golden bells for you and me. Refrain When our days shall know their number, And in death we sweetly slumber, When the King commands the spirit to be free; Nevermore with anguish laden, We shall reach that lovely Eden, When they ring the golden bells for you and me. Refrain

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