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Ibrani 1:6

Ibrani 2:9-10

Ibrani 2:14

Ibrani 4:14

Ibrani 11:6-7

Ibrani 12:1-3

Ibrani 12:24-26

Ibrani 13:7

Ibrani 13:12-13

Ibrani 13:20

Ibrani 13:23

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Ibrani 1:6

• [Ibr 1:6] Angels Adore Him

  O’er the hills in far Judea, Rang the first glad Christmas song; ’Twas a grand angelic chorus, Shepherds saw the shining throng. Glory streamed across the heavens, Music echoed thro’ the air; Christ the Morning Star hath risen! Tell the tidings everywhere. Refrain Angels adore Him, Hark! We seem to hear Echoes from Heaven, Angel echoes clear. Jesus the mighty Came to earth to bring Priceless redemption Christ our Prophet, Priest and King! Tell again the sweet old story, Of the shepherds on the hill, When the angels from the glory Sang while all the world was still. Tell again the story wondrous, Of the Infant in the stall, Of the guiding star above Him, Shining o’er the Lord of all. Refrain Angels wondered at His coming, To this scene of earthly night, From the fadeless day in glory, From His home so wondrous bright; Angels looked in deep amazement, At the manger of His birth, Understanding not His purpose, To redeem this sinful earth. Refrain

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• [Ibr 1:6] I Love To Hear The Story

  I love to hear the story which angel voices tell, How once the King of glory came down on earth to dwell. I am both weak and sinful; but this I surely know, The Lord came down to save me, because He loved me so. I’m glad my blessèd Savior was once a child like me, To show how pure and holy His little ones might be; And, if I try to follow His footsteps here below, He never will forget me, because He loves me so. To sing His love and mercy my sweetest songs I’ll raise; And, though I cannot see Him, I know he hears my praise; For He has kindly promised that even I may go To sing among His angels, because He loves me so.

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• [Ibr 1:6] O Holy Lord, Our God

  O holy Lord, our God, By heav’nly hosts adored, Hear us, we pray; To Thee the cherubim, Angels and seraphim, Unceasing praises hymn, Their homage pay. Here give Thy Word success, And this Thy servant bless, His labors own; And while the sinner’s Friend His life and words commend, The Holy Spirit send, And make him known. May every passing year More happy still appear Than this glad day; With numbers fill the place, Adorn Thy saints with grace, Thy truth may all embrace, O Lord, we pray. O Lord, our God, arise; And now, before our eyes, Thy arm make bare; Unite our hearts in love Till, raised to Heav’n above, We all its fullness prove, And praise Thee there.

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Ibrani 2:9-10

• [Ibr 2:9] The Head That Once Was Crowned

  The head that once was crowned with thorns Is crowned with glory now; A royal diadem adorns The mighty victor’s brow. The highest place that Heav’n affords Belongs to Him by right; The King of kings and Lord of lords, And Heaven’s eternal Light. The joy of all who dwell above, The joy of all below, To whom He manifests His love, And grants His Name to know. To them the cross with all its shame, With all its grace, is given; Their name an everlasting name, Their joy the joy of Heaven. They suffer with their Lord below; They reign with Him above; Their profit and their joy to know The mystery of His love. The cross He bore is life and health, Though shame and death to Him, His people’s hope, His people’s wealth, Their everlasting theme.

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• [Ibr 2:10] O Son Of God, Our Captain Of Salvation

  O Son of God, our Captain of salvation, Thyself by suffering schooled to human grief, We bless Thee for Thy sons of consolation, Who follow in the steps of Thee their Chief. Those whom Thy Spirit’s dread vocation severs To lead the vanguard of Thy conquering host; Whose toilsome years are spent in brave endeavors To bear Thy saving Name from coast to coast. Those whose bright faith makes feeble hearts grow stronger, And sends fresh warriors to the great campaign, Bids the lone convert feel estranged no longer, And wins the sundered to be one again. And all true helpers, patient, kind, and skillful, Who shed Thy light across our darkened earth, Counsel the doubting, and restrain the willful, Soothe the sick bed, and share the children’s mirth. Such was Thy Levite, strong in self oblation, To cast his all at Thine Apostles’ feet; He whose new name, through every Christian nation, From age to age our thankful strains repeat. Thus, Lord, Thy blessèd saints in memory keeping, Still be Thy Church’s watchword, “Comfort ye,” Till in our Father’s house shall end all weeping, And every want be satisfied in Thee.

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• [Ibr 2:10] Over The Top For Jesus

  There’s a battle raging over the land and sea, True to Christ our Captain we will be; Satan’s hosts are mighty, fighting for ruin and sin, But in this great conflict right is sure to win. Refrain Over the top for Jesus bravely we will go: Over the top for Jesus, routing ev’ry foe, Never delaying when we hear the bugle blow, We’ll fight for right with all our might, As over the top we go. There’s a cry of sorrow rising from hearts oppressed, There’s a world in sadness and unrest; But the hope that thrills us, looking out into the night, Christ, the Lord of battles, leads me in the fight. Refrain When the pow’rs of earth before our Redeemer shall kneel, When the joy of triumph we shall feel; Then with Christ Who conquered, into the realms of the blest, We shall march in vic’try to eternal rest. Refrain

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Ibrani 2:14

• [Ibr 2:14] Christians, Sing The Incarnation

  Christians, sing the incarnation Of th’eternal Son of God, Who, to save us, took our nature, Soul and body, flesh and blood; God, He saw man’s cruel bondage, Who in death’s dark dungeon lay; Man, He came to fight man’s battle, And for man He won the day. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who for man as Man hath conquered In our own true flesh and blood. King of kings and Lord of angels, He put off His glory-crown, Had a stable-cave for palace, And a manger for His throne; Helpless lay, to Whom creation All its life and being owed, And the lowly Hebrew maiden Was the mother of her God. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who concealed His dazzling Godhead ’Neath the veil of flesh and blood. Through a life of lowly labor He on earth was pleased to dwell, All our want and sorrow sharing; God with us, Emmanuel: Yet, a dearer, closer union Jesus in His love would frame; He, the Passover fulfilling, Gave Himself as paschal Lamb. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who the heav’nly gifts bequeathed us Of His own true flesh and blood. Then, by man refused and hated, God for man vouchsafed to die, Love divine its depth revealing On the heights of Calvary; Through His dying the dominion From the tyrant death was torn, When its Victim rose its Victor On the resurrection morn. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who through His eternal Spirit Offers His own flesh and blood. Forty days of mystic converse Lived on earth the Risen One, Speaking of His earthly kingdom, Ere He sought His heav’nly throne: Then, His latest words a blessing, He ascended up on high, And through rank on rank of angels Captive led captivity. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who the holiest place hath entered In our flesh and by His blood. Now upon the golden altar, In the midst before the throne, Incense of His intercession He is offering for His own. And on earth at all His altars His true presence we adore, And His sacrifice is pleaded, Yea, till time shall be no more. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who, abiding Priest forever, Still imparts His flesh and blood. Then, adored in highest Heaven, We shall see the virgin’s Son, All creation bowed before Him, Man upon th’eternal throne: Where, like sound of many waters In one ever rising flood, Myriad voices hymn His triumph, Victim, Priest, incarnate God. Worthy He all praise and blessing Who, by dying, death o’ercame; Glory be to God forever! Alleluia to the Lamb!

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• [Ibr 2:14] Praise The Savior, Now And Ever

  Praise the Savior now and ever; Praise Him, all beneath the skies; Prostrate lying, suff’ring, dying On the cross, a sacrifice. Vict’ry gaining, life obtaining, Now in glory He doth rise. Man’s work faileth, Christ’s availeth; He is all our righteousness; He, our Savior, has forever Set us free from dire distress. Through His merit we inherit Light and peace and happiness. Sin’s bonds severed, we’re delivered, Christ has bruised the serpent’s head; Death no longer is the stronger, Hell itself is captive led. Christ has risen from death’s prison, O’er the tomb He light has shed. For His favor, praise forever, Unto God the Father sing; Praise the Savior, praise Him ever, Son of God, our Lord and King. Praise the Spirit, through Christ’s merit, He doth us salvation bring.

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Ibrani 4:14

• [Ibr 4:14] Atoning Work Is Done, The

  The atoning work is done, The Victim’s blood is shed; And Jesus now is gone His people’s cause to plead: He stands in Heaven their great High Priest, And bears their names upon His breast. He sprinkles with His blood The mercy-seat above; For justice had withstood The purposes of love: But justice now objects no more, And mercy yields her boundless store. No temple made with hands His place of service is; In Heaven itself He stands, A heavenly priesthood His: In Him the shadows of the law Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw. And though awhile He be Hid from the eyes of men, His people look to see Their great High Priest again: In brightest glory He will come, And take His waiting people home.

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• [Ibr 4:14] Great High Priest, We See Thee Stooping

  Great High Priest, we see Thee stooping, With our names upon Thy breast, In the garden groaning, drooping, To the ground with sorrows pressed. Weeping angels stand confounded, To behold their Maker thus, And shall we remain unwounded, When we know ’twas all for us? On the cross Thy body broken, Cancels every penalty; Tempted souls produce this token All demands to satisfy. All is finished; do not doubt it, But believe your dying Lord; Never reason more about it, Only take Him at His Word. Come, behold your Savior bleeding, Streams of mercy from Him flow, Whilst before His Father pleading For those men who wrought His woe. Lo, He cried, “Father, forgive them, Though they do My life pursue, I am willing to receive them, For they know not what they do.” Come, Thou everlasting Spirit, Bring to every thankful mind All the Savior’s dying merit, All His suffering for mankind. True recorder of His passion, Now Thy living fire impart, Now reveal Thy great salvation, Preach His Gospel to our heart. Lord, we fain would trust Thee solely; ’Twas for us Thy blood was spilt; Gracious Savior, take us wholly, Take and make us what Thou wilt. Grant us now Thy heav’nly blessing, Let Thy love our songs employ; Then we’ll find Thy peace possessing, In Thy service all our joy.

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• [Ibr 4:14] With Joy We Meditate The Grace

  With joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame; He knows what sore temptations mean, For He has felt the same. But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood, While Satan’s fiery darts He bore, And did resist to blood. He in the days of feeble flesh Poured out His cries and tears, And in His measure feels afresh What every member bears. He’ll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame; The bruisèd reed He never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. Then let our humble faith address His mercy and His power; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour.

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Ibrani 5:6-7

• [Ibr 5:7] Our Blessèd Savior Seven Times Spoke

  Our blessèd Savior sev’n times spoke When on the cross our sins He took And died lest men should perish. Let us His last and dying words In our remembrance cherish. “Father, forgive these men; for, lo, They truly know not what they do.” So far His love extended. Forgive us, Lord, for we, too, have Through ignorance offended. Now to the contrite thief He cries: “Thou, verily, in Paradise Shall meet Me ere tomorrow.” Lord, take us to Thy kingdom soon Who linger here in sorrow. To weeping Mary, standing by, “Behold thy Son,” now hear Him cry; To John, “Behold thy mother.” Provide, O Lord, for those we leave; Let each befriend the other. The Savior’s fourth word was “I thirst.” O mighty Prince of Life, Thy thirst For us and our salvation Is truly great; do help us, then, That we escape damnation. The fifth, “My God, My God, O why Forsake Me?” Hark, the awful cry! Lord, Thou wast here forsaken That we might be received on high; Let this hope not be shaken. The sixth, when victory was won, “’Tis finished!” for Thy work was done. Grant, Lord, that, onward pressing, We may the work Thou dost impose Fulfill with Thine own blessing. The last, as woe and sufferings end, “O God, My Father, I commend Into Thy hands My Spirit.” Be this, dear Lord, my dying wish; O heavenly Father, hear it. Whoe’er, by sense of sin oppressed, Upon these words his thoughts will rest, He joy and hope obtaineth And through God’s love and boundless grace A peaceful conscience gaineth. O Jesus Christ, Thou Crucified, Who hast for our offenses died, Grant that we e’er may ponder Thy wounds, Thy cross, Thy bitter death, Both here below and yonder.

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Ibrani 6:6-7

• [Ibr 6:6] O God, Thy Righteousness We Own

  O God, Thy righteousness we own; Judgment is at Thy house begun! With humble awe Thy rod we hear, And guilty in Thy sight appear; We cannot in Thy judgment stand, But sink beneath Thy mighty hand. Our mouth as in the dust we lay, And still for mercy, mercy pray; Unworthy to behold Thy face, Unfaithful stewards of Thy grace, Our sin and wickedness we own, And deeply for acceptance groan. We have not, Lord, Thy gifts improved, But basely from Thy statutes roved, And done Thy loving Spirit spite, And sinned against the clearest light, Brought back Thy agonizing pain, And nailed Thee to Thy cross again. Yet do not drive us from Thy face, A stiff-necked and hard-hearted race; But oh! in tender mercy break The iron sinew in our neck; The softening power of love impart, And melt the marble of our heart.

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Ibrani 9:22

• [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 10:21

• [Ibr 10:21] Blessed Assurance

  Blessèd assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood. Refrain This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior, all the day long; This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior, all the day long. Perfect submission, perfect delight, Visions of rapture now burst on my sight; Angels descending bring from above Echoes of mercy, whispers of love. Refrain Perfect submission, all is at rest I in my Savior am happy and blest, Watching and waiting, looking above, Filled with His goodness, lost in His love. Refrain

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Ibrani 11:6-7

• [Ibr 11:6] Come Believing!

  Once again the Gospel message From the Savior you have heard; Will you heed the invitation? Will you turn and seek the Lord? Refrain Come believing! come believing! Come to Jesus! look and live! Come believing! come believing! Come to Jesus! look and live! Many summers you have wasted, Ripened harvests you have seen; Winter snows by spring have melted, Yet you linger in your sin. Refrain Jesus for your choice is waiting; Tarry not: at once decide! While the Spirit now is striving, Yield, and seek the Savior’s side. Refrain Cease of fitness to be thinking; Do not longer try to feel; It is trusting, and not feeling, That will give the Spirit’s seal. Refrain Let your will to God be given, Trust in Christ’s atoning blood; Look to Jesus now in Heaven, Rest on His unchanging Word. Refrain

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• [Ibr 11:7] Faith Means We’re Sure

  Faith means we’re sure of what we hope to get; We’re certain of the things that we do not see. By faith we know that God made the world; What’s here now was not made from what was seen. Abel by faith offered God a better sacrifice; And Enoch, too, by faith died not, but from this life did rise. Though they are gone, they speak this word: That without faith, none can please the Lord. It was by faith that Noah built the ark, When warned by God of things that were yet to pass. Since he had faith, God did spare his life, And made him an heir of His righteousness. Abraham, too, when God said to leave his home behind, Obeyed and went, though he knew not the land he was to find. Though they are gone, they speak this word: That without faith, none can please the Lord. It was by faith that Abr’ham had a son, Then offered him to God as a sacrifice. Faith upheld Moses in Egypt’s land, And faith let a lamb pay the firstborn’s price. By faith the people passed through the sea as on dry land, And faith was why the walls of Jericho just could not stand. Though they are gone, they speak this word: That without faith, none can please the Lord. All these still lived by faith until they died, Receiving not the things that had been made known. They only saw them as from afar; They knew that their country was not their own. God therefore was not ashamed to be named as their Lord; For they believed that He was real and would their faith reward. Oh, give me faith to trust Your Word, That by my life I may please You, Lord.

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Ibrani 11:26-27

• [Ibr 11:27] Church Of God A Kingdom Is, The

  The Church of God a kingdom is, Where Christ in power doth reign; Where spirits yearn till, seen in bliss, Their Lord shall come again. Glad companies of saints possess This Church below, above; And God’s perpetual calm doth bless Their paradise of love. An altar stands within the shrine Whereon, once sacrificed, Is set, immaculate, divine, The Lamb of God, the Christ. There rich and poor, from countless lands, Praise God on mystic rood; There nations reach forth holy hands To take God’s holy food. There pure life-giving streams o’erflow The sower’s garden-ground: And faith and love fair blossoms show, And fruits of love abound. O King, O Christ, this endless grace To us and all men bring, To see the vision of Thy face In joy, O Christ, our King.

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Ibrani 12:1-3

• [Ibr 12:1] Looking This Way

  Over the river, faces I see, Fair as the morning, looking for me; Free from their sorrow, grief and despair, Waiting and watching patiently there. Refrain Looking this way, yes, looking this way, Loved ones are waiting, looking this way; Fair as the morning, bright as the day, Dear ones in glory, looking this way. Father and mother, safe in that vale, Watch for the boatman, wait for the sail, Bearing their loved ones over the tide, Into the harbor, near to their side. Refrain Brother and sister, gone to that clime, Wait for the others, coming sometime, Safe with the angels, whiter than snow, Watching for dear ones, waiting below. Refrain Sweet little darling, light of the home, Looking for someone, beckoning, “Come”; Bright as a sunbeam, pure as the dew, Anxiously looking, mother, for you. Refrain

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• [Ibr 12:1] O Father, By Whose Servants

  Our Father, by Whose servants Our house was built of old, Whose hand hath crowned her children With blessing manifold, For Thine unfailing mercies Far-strewn along our way, With all who passed before us, We praise Thy Name today. The changeful years unresting Their silent course have sped, New comrades ever bringing In comrades’ steps to tread; And some are long forgotten, Long spent their hopes and fears; Safe rest they in Thy keeping, Who changest not with years. They reap not where they labored; We reap what they have sown; Our harvest may be garnered By ages yet unknown. The days of old have dowered us With gifts beyond all praise; Our Father, make us faithful To serve the coming days. Before us and beside us, Still holden in Thine hand A cloud unseen of witness, Our elder comrades stand: One family unbroken, We join, with one acclaim, One heart, one voice uplifting To glorify Thy Name.

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• [Ibr 12:2] Author Of Faith, Eternal Word

  Author of faith, eternal Word, Whose Spirit breathes the active flame; Faith like its finisher and Lord, Today as yesterday the same. To Thee our humble hearts aspire, And ask the gift unspeakable; Increase in us the kindled fire, In us the work of faith fulfill. By faith we know Thee strong to save; Save us, a present Savior Thou! Whate’er we hope, by faith we have Future and past subsisting now. To him that in Thy Name believes Eternal life with Thee is given; Into Himself He all receives, Pardon and holiness, and Heaven. The things unknown to feeble sense, Unseen by reason’s glimmering ray, With strong commanding evidence Their heavenly origin display. Faith lends its realizing light, The clouds disperse, the shadows fly; Th’invisible appears in sight, And God is seen by mortal eye.

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• [Ibr 12:2] Christ, In Highest Heaven Enthronèd

  Christ, in highest Heav’n enthronèd, Equal of the Father’s might, By pure spirits, trembling, ownèd, God of God, and Light of Light, Thee ’mid angel hosts we sing, Thee their Maker and their King. All who circling round adore Thee, All who bow before Thy throne, Burn with flaming zeal before Thee, Thy behests to carry down; To and fro, ’twixt earth and Heav’n, Speed they each on errands given. First of all those legions glorious, Michael waves his sword of flame, Who of old in war victorious Did the Dragon’s fierceness tame; Who with might invincible Thrust the rebel down to hell. Strong to aid the sick and dying, Called from Heav’n they swiftly fly, Grace divine and strength supplying In their mortal agony: Souls released from bondage here Safe to Paradise they bear. To the Father praise be given By the unfallen angel host, Who in His great war have striven With the legions of the lost; Equal praise in highest Heav’n To the Son and Holy Ghost.

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• [Ibr 12:2] Far From My Thoughts

  Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone, Let my religious hours alone: Fain would my eyes my Savior see; I wait a visit, Lord, from Thee. My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire: Come, my dear Jesus, from above, And feed my soul with heav’nly love. The trees of life immortal stand In fragrant rows at Thy right hand; And in sweet murmurs, by their side, Rivers of bliss perpetual glide. Haste, then, but with a smiling face, And spread the table of Thy grace; Bring down a taste of fruit divine, And cheer my heart with sacred wine. Bless’d Jesus, what delicious fare! How sweet Thy entertainments are! Never did angels taste above Redeeming grace, and dying love. Hail, great Immanuel, all divine! In Thee Thy Father’s glories shine; Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One, That eyes have seen or angels known.

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• [Ibr 12:2] God Is Gone Up On High

  God is gone up on high, With a triumphant noise; The clarions of the sky Proclaim the angelic joys! Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory’s King. God in the flesh below, For us He reigns above: Let all the nations know Our Jesu’s conquering love! Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory’s King. All power to our great Lord Is by the Father given; By angel hosts adored, He reigns supreme in Heav’n: Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory’s King. High on His holy seat He bears the righteous sway; His foes beneath His feet Shall sink and die away: Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory’s King. His foes and ours are one, Satan, the world, and sin; But He shall tread them down. And bring His kingdom in: Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory’s King. Till all the earth, renewed In righteousness divine, With all the hosts of God In one great chorus join, Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory’s King.

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• [Ibr 12:2] Lamb Of God, We Fall Before Thee

  Lamb of God, we fall before Thee, Humbly trusting in Thy cross. That alone be all our glory; All things else are only dross. Thee we own a perfect Savior, Only source of all that’s good. Every grace and every favor Comes to us through Jesus’ blood. Jesus gives us true repentance By His Spirit sent from Heav’n; Whispers this transporting sentence, “Son, thy sins are all forgiv’n.” Faith He grants us to believe it, Grateful hearts His love to prize; Want we wisdom? He must give it, Hearing ears and seeing eyes. Jesus gives us pure affections, Wills to do what He requires, Makes us follow His directions, And what He commands, inspires. All our prayers and all our praises, Rightly offered in His Name— He that dictates them is Jesus; He that answers is the same.

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• [Ibr 12:2] O Christ, The Lord Of Heaven, To Thee

  O Christ, the Lord of Heaven, to Thee Clothed with all majesty divine, Eternal power and glory be: Eternal praise and right is Thine. Reign, Prince of Life, who once Thy brow Didst yield to wear the wounding thorn; Reign throned beside the Father now, Adored the Son of God firstborn. From angel hosts, that round Thee stand, With forms more pure than spotless snow, From the bright burning seraph band, Let praise in loftiest numbers flow. To Thee, the Lamb, our mortal songs, Born of deep fervent love, shall rise; All honor to Thy Name belongs: Our lips would sound it to the skies. Jesus! all earth shall speak the word; Jesus! all Heaven resound it still: Immanuel, Savior, Conqueror, Lord, Thy praise the universe shall fill.

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• [Ibr 12:2] Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus

  O soul, are you weary and troubled? No light in the darkness you see? There’s a light for a look at the Savior, And life more abundant and free! Refrain Turn your eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, And the things of earth will grow strangely dim, In the light of His glory and grace. Through death into life everlasting He passed, and we follow Him there; Over us sin no more hath dominion— For more than conquerors we are! Refrain His Word shall not fail you—He promised; Believe Him, and all will be well: Then go to a world that is dying, His perfect salvation to tell! Refrain

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Ibrani 12:14

• [Ibr 12:14] More Holiness Give Me

  More holiness give me, more strivings within. More patience in suffering, more sorrow for sin. More faith in my Savior, more sense of His care. More joy in His service, more purpose in prayer. More gratitude give me, more trust in the Lord. More zeal for His glory, more hope in His Word. More tears for His sorrows, more pain at His grief. More meekness in trial, more praise for relief. More purity give me, more strength to o’ercome, More freedom from earth-stains, more longings for home. More fit for the kingdom, more useful I’d be, More blessèd and holy, more, Savior, like Thee.

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Ibrani 12:24-26

• [Ibr 12:24] Victim Divine, Thy Grace We Claim

  Victim Divine, Thy grace we claim, While thus Thy precious death we show: Once offered up a spotless Lamb, In Thy great temple here below, Thou didst for all mankind atone, And standest now before the throne. Thou standest in the holy place, As now for guilty sinners slain; The blood of sprinkling speaks, and prays, All prevalent for helpless man; Thy blood is still our ransom found, And speaks salvation all around. The smoke of Thy atonement here Darkened the sun, and rent the veil, Made the new way to Heaven appear, And showed the great Invisible; Well pleased in Thee, our God looked down, And calls His rebels to a crown. He still respects Thy sacrifice; Its savor sweet doth always please: The offering smokes through earth and skies, Diffusing life, and joy, and peace; To these, Thy lower courts, it comes, And fills them with divine perfumes. We need not now go up to Heaven, To bring the long sought Savior down; Thou art to all already given, Thou dost e’en now Thy banquet crown: To every faithful soul appear, And show Thy real presence here!

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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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