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Ibrani 6:19

• [Ibr 6:19] I Now Have Found For Hope Of Heaven

  I now have found for hope of Heaven, An anchor-ground that firm will hold; ’Twas through the cross of Jesus given, By God appointed from of old; A ground that shall enduring stay, When earth and skies have passed away, When earth and skies have passed away. ’Tis God’s own mercy never ending; Its measure all our thoughts exceeds; While Jesus, too, His arms extending, Whose heart for guilty sinners bleeds, Now with compassion calls His foes To flee from sin and endless woes, To flee from sin and endless woes. This love’s a deep, our follies hiding; The death of Christ, a matchless grace, To life and peace our spirits guiding, Where wrath no more shall find a place; His blood for us is pleading still, “Let mercy all its work fulfill, Let mercy all its work fulfill!” Upon this ground I rest most firmly, Long as the earth my dwelling prove; And wish to serve my God and Savior, Till, dying, I shall rise above, And there, rejoicing, shall adore Unbounded mercy evermore, Unbounded mercy evermore.

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• [Ibr 6:19] I’ve Anchored In Jesus

  Upon life’s boundless ocean where mighty billows roll, I’ve fixed my hope in Jesus, blest anchor of my soul; When trials fierce assail me as storms are gathering o’er, I rest upon His mercy and trust Him more. Refrain I’ve anchored in Jesus, the storms of life I’ll brave, I’ve anchored in Jesus, I fear no wind or wave. I’ve anchored in Jesus, for He hath power to save, I’ve anchored to the Rock of Ages. He keeps my soul from evil and gives me blessèd peace, His voice hath stilled the waters and bid their tumult cease; My Pilot and Deliverer, to Him I all confide, For always when I need Him, He’s at my side. Refrain He is my Friend and Savior, in Him my anchor’s cast, He drives away my sorrows and shields me from the blast; By faith I’m looking upward beyond life’s troubled sea, There I behold a haven prepared for me. Refrain

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• [Ibr 6:19] My Anchor Holds

  Though the angry surges roll On my tempest driven soul, I am peaceful, for I know, Wildly though the winds may blow, I’ve an anchor safe and sure, That can evermore endure. Refrain And it holds, my anchor holds: Blow your wildest, then, O gale, On my bark so small and frail; By His grace I shall not fail, For my anchor holds, my anchor holds. Mighty tides about me sweep, Perils lurk within the deep, Angry clouds o’ershade the sky, And the tempest rises high; Still I stand the tempest’s shock, For my anchor grips the rock. Refrain I can feel the anchor fast As I meet each sudden blast, And the cable, though unseen, Bears the heavy strain between; Through the storm I safely ride, Till the turning of the tide. Refrain Troubles almost ’whelm the soul; Griefs like billows o’er me roll; Tempters seek to lure astray; Storms obscure the light of day: But in Christ I can be bold, I’ve an anchor that shall hold. Refrain

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• [Ibr 6:19] Now I Have Found The Firm Foundation

  Now I have found the firm foundation Which holds mine anchor ever sure; ’Twas laid before the world’s creation In Christ my Savior’s wounds secure; Foundation which unmoved shall stay When Heav’n and earth will pass away. It is that mercy never ending Which human wisdom far transcends, Of Him Who, loving arms extending, To wretched sinners condescends; Whose heart with pity still doth break Whether we seek Him or forsake. Our ruin God hath not intended, For our salvation He hath yearned; For this His Son to earth descended And then to Heav’n again returned; For this so patient evermore He knocketh at our heart’s closed door. O depth of love, to me revealing The sea where my sins disappear! In Christ my wounds find perfect healing, There is no condemnation here; For Jesus’ blood through earth and skies Forever “Mercy! Mercy!” cries. I never will forget this crying; In faith I’ll trust it all my days, And when o’er all my sins I’m sighing, Into the Father’s heart I’ll gaze; For there is always to be found Free mercy without end and bound. Though I be robbed of every pleasure That makes my soul and body glad And be deprived of earthly treasure And be forsaken, lone, and sad, Though my desire for help seem vain, His mercy shall with me remain. Though earthly trials should oppress me And cares from day to day increase; Though earth’s vain things should sore distress me And rob me of my Savior’s peace; Though I be brought down to the dust, Still in His mercy I will trust. When all my deeds I am reviewing, The deeds that I admire the most, I find in all my thought and doing That there is naught whereof to boast. Yet this sweet comfort shall abide— In mercy I can still confide. Let mercy cause me to be willing To bear my lot and not to fret. While He my restless heart is stilling, May I His mercy not forget! Come weal, come woe, my heart to test, His mercy is my only rest. I’ll stand upon this firm foundation As long as I on earth remain; This shall engage my meditation While I the breath of life retain; And then, when face to face with Thee, I’ll sing of mercy, great and free.

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• [Ibr 6:19] Now I Have Found The Ground Wherein

  Now I have found the ground wherein Sure my soul’s anchor may remain, The wounds of Jesus, for my sin Before the world’s foundation slain; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, When Heaven and earth are fled away. Father, Thine everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasses far; Thy heart still melts with tenderness, Thy arms of love still open are, Returning sinners to receive, That mercy they may taste and live. O Love, Thou bottomless abyss, My sins are swallowed up in Thee! Covered is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesus’ blood, through earth and skies, Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries. By faith I plunge me in this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest; Hither, when hell assails, I flee, I look into my Savior’s breast; Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear! Mercy is all that’s written there. Though waves and storms go o’er my head, Though strength, and health, and friends be gone, Though joys be withered all and dead, Though every comfort be withdrawn, On this my steadfast soul relies, Father, Thy mercy never dies. Fixed on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail, and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth’s foundations melt away; Mercy’s full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love.

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• [Ibr 6:19] We Have An Anchor

  Will your anchor hold in the storms of life, When the clouds unfold their wings of strife? When the strong tides lift and the cables strain, Will your anchor drift, or firm remain? Refrain We have an anchor that keeps the soul Steadfast and sure while the billows roll, Fastened to the Rock which cannot move, Grounded firm and deep in the Savior’s love. It is safely moored, ’twill the storm withstand, For ’tis well secured by the Savior’s hand; And the cables, passed from His heart to mine, Can defy that blast, thro’ strength divine. Refrain It will surely hold in the Straits of Fear— When the breakers have told that the reef is near; Though the tempest rave and the wild winds blow, Not an angry wave shall our bark o’erflow. Refrain It will firmly hold in the Floods of Death—- When the waters cold chill our latest breath, On the rising tide it can never fail, While our hopes abide within the Veil. Refrain When our eyes behold through the gath’ring night The city of gold, our harbor bright, We shall anchor fast by the heav’nly shore, With the storms all past forevermore. Refrain

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• [Ibr 6:19] Whispering Hope

  Soft as the voice of an angel, Breathing a lesson unheard, Hope with a gentle persuasion Whispers her comforting word: Wait till the darkness is over, Wait till the tempest is done, Hope for the sunshine tomorrow, After the shower is gone. Refrain Whispering hope, oh how welcome thy voice, Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice. If, in the dusk of the twilight, Dim be the region afar, Will not the deepening darkness Brighten the glimmering star? Then when the night is upon us, Why should the heart sink away? When the dark midnight is over, Watch for the breaking of day. Refrain Hope, as an anchor so steadfast, Rends the dark veil for the soul, Whither the Master has entered, Robbing the grave of its goal. Come then, O come, glad fruition, Come to my sad weary heart; Come, O Thou blest hope of glory, Never, O never depart. Refrain

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Ibrani 6:18

• [Ibr 6:18] Hope Set Before You, The

  Lay hold on the hope set before you, And let not a moment be lost, The Savior has purchased your ransom, But think what a price it hath cost! Refrain Lay hold on eternal salvation, Lay hold on the gift of God’s only Son; Lay hold on His infinite mercy, Lay hold on the Mighty One! Lay hold on the hope set before you, Of life that you now may receive, If, gladly His mercy accepting, You truly repent and believe. Refrain Lay hold on the hope set before you, Of joy that no mortal can speak; It telleth of rest for the weary, Through Jesus, the lowly and meek. Refrain Lay hold on the hope set before you, A hope that is steadfast and sure; O haste to the blessèd Redeemer, The loving, the perfect and pure. Refrain

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Ibrani 12:24

• [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 4:12

• [Ibr 4:12] O That I Could Repent

  O that I could repent! O that I could believe! Thou by Thy voice the marble rent, Thou by Thy voice the marble rent, The rock in sunder cleave! Thou, by Thy two-edged sword, My soul and spirit part, Strike with the hammer of Thy Word, Strike with the hammer of Thy Word, And break my stubborn heart! Savior, and Prince of Peace, The double grace bestow; Unloose the bands of wickedness, Unloose the bands of wickedness, And let the captive go: Grant me my sins to feel, And then the load remove: Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal, Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal, The balm of pardoning love. For Thy own mercy’s sake The cursèd thing remove; And into Thy protection take And into Thy protection take The prisoner of Thy love: In every trying hour Stand by my feeble soul; And screen me from my nature’s power, And screen me from my nature’s power, Till Thou hast made me whole. This is Thy will, I know, That I should holy be, Should let my sin this moment go, Should let my sin this moment go, This moment turn to Thee: O might I now embrace Thy all-sufficient power; And never more to sin give place, And never more to sin give place, And never grieve Thee more!

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• [Ibr 4:12] Word Of God, The

  The Word of God is like a light That shines serenely thro’ the night; Its rays will light my weary way To the realms of a fair, unending day. Refrain The Word of God is strong and sure, Forevermore it shall endure, When oceans cease to kiss the shore, When suns shall set to rise no more; ’Mid crash of worlds it shall remain Unshaken midst the starry rain, Upon its firm foundation strong, I will plant my feet thro’ the ages long. The Word of God is like a sword That pierces hearts, thus saith the Lord; And like a hammer, weighty, strong, That can break up the rocks of sin and wrong. Refrain The Word of God is like the bread On which the hosts of old were fed; From Heav’n it came to fill our need, Hungry hearts it will satisfy indeed. Refrain The Word of God is like a fire, It kindles in our hearts desire To see its Author face to face And to know all the fullness of His grace. Refrain

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Ibrani 5:7

• [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 10:25

• [Ibr 10:25] Lord, We See The Day Approaching

  Lord, we see the day approaching, When Thou wilt again appear; Sinners still Thy garments touching, Stay Thee in Thy coming here. Hid in Heaven all our treasure, Patience now becomes Thy saints; Lord, we wait Thy gracious pleasure, Faith should silence all complaints. Through the wilderness we wander, Troubled oft, but not distressed; Seek we glory? It is yonder, Suffering pledges future rest. Coming judgments round us darken, Human hearts may fail or fear; But to Thee alone we hearken, “Your redemption draweth near.” Make each waiting child obedient, Stay our anxious hearts on this: If Thy going were “expedient,” Surely Thy return is bliss. Our own Lord is coming hither, Light in darkness, joy in grief; Hope deferred would quickly wither Hearts that had not this relief. All we need is deep affection, Singleness of eye and heart; Strength to own Thee in rejection: Grace sufficient, Lord, impart!

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Ibrani 11:10

• [Ibr 11:10] Built By Jehovah’s Hand

  Built by Jehovah’s hand, The holy city see: Its happy gates wide open stand: To enter all are free. One bright, eternal day Shall in the city reign, Darkness and death are fled away, Ne’er to return again. O blessèd, happy state! Great God, we thankful come, Low at Thy footstool humbly wait, And make Thy church our home. Jerusalem shall be Our peaceful, blest abode: Here we will love and honor Thee, Our Savior and our God!

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• [Ibr 11:10] O Thou Not Made With Hands

  O thou not made with hands, Not throned above the skies, Nor walled with shining walls, Nor framed with stones of price, More bright than gold or gem, God’s own Jerusalem. Where’er the gentle heart Finds courage from above; Where’er the heart forsook Warms with the breath of love; Where faith bids fear depart, City of God, thou art. Thou art where’er the proud In humbleness melts down; Where self itself yields up; Where martyrs win their crown; Where faithful souls possess Themselves in perfect peace. Where in life’s common ways With cheerful feet we go; Where in His steps we tread, Who trod the way of woe; Where He is in the heart, City of God, thou art. Not throned above the skies, Nor golden-walled afar, But where Christ’s two or three In His Name gathered are, Be in the midst of them, God’s own Jerusalem.

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• [Ibr 11:10] Pearly White City, The

  There’s a holy and beautiful city Whose Builder and Ruler is God; John saw it descending from Heaven, When Patmos, in exile, he trod; Its high, massive wall is of jasper, The city itself is pure gold; And when my frail tent here is folded, Mine eyes shall its glory behold. Refrain In that bright city, pearly white city, I have a mansion, a harp, and a crown; Now I am watching, waiting, and longing, For the white city that’s soon coming down. No sin is allowed in that city And nothing defiling or mean; No pain and no sickness can enter, No crepe on the doorknob is seen; Earth’s sorrows and cares are forgotten, No tempter is there to annoy; No parting words ever are spoken, There’s nothing to hurt or destroy. Refrain No heartaches are known in that city, No tears ever moisten the eyes; There’s no disappointment in Heaven, No envy and strife in the sky; The saints are all sanctified wholly, They live in sweet harmony there; My heart is now set on that city, And some day its blessings I’ll share. Refrain My loved ones are gathering yonder, My friends too are passing away, And soon I shall join their bright number, And dwell in eternity’s day; They’re safe now in glory with Jesus, Their trials and battles are past. They overcame sin and the tempter, They’ve reached that fair city at last. Refrain

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Ibrani 4:11

• [Ibr 4:11] O Where Shall Rest Be Found?

  O where shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul? ’Twere vain the ocean’s depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh; ’Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. Beyond this vale of tears, There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years, And all that life is love. There is a death, whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath: O what eternal horrors hang Around the second death! Lord God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun; Lest we be banished from Thy face, And evermore undone. Here would we end our quest: Alone are found in Thee, The life of perfect love—the rest Of immortality.

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• [Ibr 4:11] Resting By And By

  When faint and weary toiling, The sweat-drops on my brow, I long to rest for labor, To drop the burden now— There comes a gentle chiding, To quell each mourning sigh: “Work while the day is shining, There’s resting by and by.” Refrain Resting by and by, There’s resting by and by; We shall not always labor, We shall not always cry; The end is drawing nearer, The end for which we sigh; We’ll lay our heavy burdens down, There’s resting by and by. This life to toil is given, And he improves it best Who seeks by patient labor To enter into rest; Then pilgrim, worn and weary, Press on, the goal is nigh; The prize is straight before thee, There’s resting by and by. Refrain Nor ask when overburdened, You long for friendly aid, “Why idle stands my brother, No yoke upon him laid?” The Master bids him tarry; And dare you ask Him why? “Go labor in My vineyard, There’s resting by and by.” Refrain Wan reaper in the harvest, Let this thy strength sustain, Each sheaf that fills the garner Brings you eternal gain; Then bear the cross with patience, To fields of duty hie; ’Tis sweet to work for Jesus— There’s resting by and by. Refrain

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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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