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Ibrani 1:2

Ibrani 13:14

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Ibrani 2:16

• [Ibr 2:16] Now Let Us Join With Hearts And Tongues

  Now let us join with hearts and tongues, And emulate the angels’ songs; Yea, sinners may address their King In songs that angels cannot sing. They praise the Lamb Who once was slain, But we can add a higher strain; Not only say, “He suffered thus,” But that He suffered all for us. When angels by transgression fell, Justice consigned them all to hell; But mercy formed a wondrous plan, To save and honor fallen man. Jesus, who passed the angels by, Assumed our flesh to bleed and die; And still He makes it His abode, As man, He fills the throne of God. Our next of kin, our Brother now, Is He to Whom the angels bow; They join with us to praise His Name, But we the nearest interest claim. But ah! how faint our praises rise! Sure, ’tis the wonder of the skies; That we, who share His richest love, So cold and unconcerned should prove. O glorious hour, it comes with speed When we from sin and darkness freed, Shall see the God Who died for man, And praise Him more than angels can.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Ibrani 10:37

• [Ibr 10:37] And Is It So? A Little While

  And is it so? “A little while,” And then the life undying, The light of God’s unclouded smile, The singing for the sighing? “A little while!” O glorious word, Sweet solace of our sorrow; And then “forever with the Lord,” The everlasting morrow. Then be it ours to journey on In paths that He decrees us, Where His own feet before have gone, Our strength, our hope, our Jesus; In lowly fellowship with Him The cross appointed bearing; For O a crown no grief can dim One day we shall be wearing. O ’twill be passing sweet to gaze On Him in all His glory; And lost in love and glad amaze To shout redemption’s story; Till angels bend to catch the strain Our human lips are swelling, And “worthy is the Lamb once slain,” Resounds through Heaven’s high dwelling.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Ibrani 11:1

• [Ibr 11:1] Faith Of Our Fathers

  Faith of our fathers, living still, In spite of dungeon, fire and sword; O how our hearts beat high with joy Whenever we hear that glorious Word! Refrain Faith of our fathers, holy faith! We will be true to thee till death. Faith of our fathers, we will strive To win all nations unto Thee; And through the truth that comes from God, We all shall then be truly free. Refrain Faith of our fathers, we will love Both friend and foe in all our strife; And preach Thee, too, as love knows how By kindly words and virtuous life. Refrain Faith of our fathers, Mary’s prayers Shall win our country back to Thee; And through the truth that comes from God, England shall then indeed be free.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ibr 11:1] Faith Of Our Mothers

  Faith of our mothers, living still In cradle song and bedtime prayer; In nursery lore and fireside love, Thy presence still pervades the air: Faith of our mothers, living faith! We will be true to thee to death. Faith of our mothers, loving faith, Fount of our childhood’s trust and grace, Oh, may thy consecration prove Source of a finer, nobler race: Faith of our mothers, loving faith, We will be true to thee till death. Faith of our mothers, guiding faith, For youthful longing, youthful doubt, How blurred our vision, blind our way, Thy providential care without: Faith of our mothers, guiding faith, We will be true to thee till death. Faith of our mothers, Christian faith, Is truth beyond our stumbling creeds, Still serve the home and save the Church, And breathe thy spirit through our deeds: Faith of our mothers, Christian faith! We will be true to thee till death.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ibr 11:1] Old-time Religion

  Refrain ’Tis the old time religion, [or Give me that old time religion] ’Tis the old time religion, ’Tis the old time religion, And it’s good enough for me. It was good for our mothers. It was good for our mothers. It was good for our mothers. And it’s good enough for me. Refrain Makes me love everybody. Makes me love everybody. Makes me love everybody. And it’s good enough for me. Refrain It has saved our fathers. It has saved our fathers. It has saved our fathers. And it’s good enough for me. Refrain It will do when I am dying. It will do when I am dying. It will do when I am dying. And it’s good enough for me. Refrain It will take us all to heaven. It will take us all to heaven. It will take us all to heaven. And it’s good enough for me. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Ibrani 13:14

• [Ibr 13:14] Brief Life Is Here Our Portion

  Brief life is here our portion; Brief sorrow, short lived care; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there. O happy retribution! Short toil, eternal rest; For mortals and for sinners A mansion with the blest! And martyrdom hath roses Upon that heavenly ground, And white and virgin lilies For virgin-souls abound. There grief is turned to pleasure; Such pleasure as below No human voice can utter, No human heart can know. And after fleshly weakness, And after this world’s night, And after storm and whirlwind, Are calm, and joy, and light. And now we fight the battle, But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown. And He, whom now we trust in, Shall then be seen and known; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own. And now we watch and struggle, And now we live in hope, And Zion in her anguish With Babylon must cope. But there is David’s fountain, And life in fullest glow; And there the light is golden, And milk and honey flow. The morning shall awaken, The shadows flee away, And each true hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day. There God, our King and Portion, In fullness of His grace, We then shall see forever, And worship face to face. O sweet and blessèd country, The home of God’s elect! O sweet and blessèd country, That eager hearts expect! Jesu, in mercy bring us, To that dear land of rest; Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest.

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  source: Cyberhymnal