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Yesaya 1:18

Efesus 5:26-27

Wahyu 7:13-14

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Yesaya 1:18

• [Yes 1:18] Jesus Paid It All

  I hear the Savior say, “Thy strength indeed is small; Child of weakness, watch and pray, Find in Me thine all in all.” Refrain Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe; Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow. For nothing good have I Whereby Thy grace to claim, I’ll wash my garments white In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb. Refrain And now complete in Him My robe His righteousness, Close sheltered ’neath His side, I am divinely blest. Refrain Lord, now indeed I find Thy power and Thine alone, Can change the leper’s spots And melt the heart of stone. Refrain When from my dying bed My ransomed soul shall rise, “Jesus died my soul to save,” Shall rend the vaulted skies. Refrain And when before the throne I stand in Him complete, I’ll lay my trophies down All down at Jesus’ feet. Refrain

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• [Yes 1:18] Though Your Sins Be As Scarlet

  “Though your sins be as scarlet, They shall be as white as snow; Though your sins be as scarlet, They shall be as white as snow; Though they be red like crimson, They shall be as wool!” “Though your sins be as scarlet, Though your sins be as scarlet, They shall be as white as snow, They shall be as white as snow.” Hear the voice that entreats you, O return ye unto God! Hear the voice that entreats you, O return ye unto God! He is of great compassion, And of wondrous love; Hear the voice that entreats you, Hear the voice that entreats you, O return ye unto God! O return ye unto God! He’ll forgive your transgressions, And remember them no more; He’ll forgive your transgressions, And remember them no more; “Look unto Me, ye people,” Saith the Lord your God! He’ll forgive your transgressions, He’ll forgive your transgressions, And remember them no more, And remember them no more.

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Efesus 5:26-27

• [Ef 5:27] Glorious Church, A

  Do you hear them coming, brother, Thronging up the steeps of light, Clad in glorious shining garments, Blood washed, garments pure and white? Refrain ’Tis a glorious church without spot or wrinkle, Washed in the blood of the Lamb; ’Tis a glorious church without spot or wrinkle, Washed in the blood of the Lamb. Do you hear the stirring anthems, Filling all the earth and sky, ’Tis a grand, victorious army, Lift its banner up on high! Refrain Never fear the clouds of sorrow, Never fear the storms of sin. We shall triumph on the morrow, Even now our joys begin. Refrain Wave the banner, shout His praises, For our victory is nigh! We shall join our conqu’ring Savior, We shall reign with Him on high! Refrain

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Wahyu 7:13-14

• [Why 7:13] Around The Throne Of God In Heaven

  Around the throne of God in Heaven, Thousands of children stand, Children whose sins are all forgiven, A holy, happy band, Refrain Singing, “Glory, glory, Glory be to God on high.” In flowing robes of spotless white See everyone arrayed; Dwelling in everlasting light And joys that never fade, Refrain What brought them to the world above, That Heaven so bright and fair, Where all is peace, and joy, and love; How came those children there, Refrain Because the Savior shed His blood To wash away their sin; Bathed in that pure and precious flood, Behold them white and clean, Refrain On earth they sought the Savior’s grace, On earth they loved His Name; So now they see His blessèd face, And stand before the Lamb, Refrain

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• [Why 7:13] How Bright These Glorious Spirits Shine

  How bright these glorious spirits shine! Whence all their white array? How came they to the blissful seats Of everlasting day? Lo! these are they from sufferings great Who came to realms of light; And in the blood of Christ have washed Those robes which shine so bright. Now with triumphal palms they stand Before the throne on high, And serve the God they love amidst The glories of the sky. His presence fills each heart with joy, Tunes every mouth to sing: By day, by night, the sacred courts With glad hosannas ring. Hunger and thirst are felt no more, Nor suns with scorching ray; God is their Sun, whose cheering beams Diffuse eternal day. The Lamb, Which dwells amidst the throne Shall over them still preside, Feed them with nourishment divine, And all their footsteps guide. Midst pastures green He’ll lead His flock Where living streams appear; And God the Lord from every eye Shall wipe off every tear. To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.

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• [Why 7:13] Washed In The Blood Of The Lamb

  Who, who are these beside the chilly wave, Just on the borders of the silent grave, Shouting Jesu’s power to save, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb”? Refrain “Sweeping through the gates” of the new Jerusalem, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb,” “Sweeping through the gates” of the new Jerusalem, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” These, these are they who, in their youthful days, Found Jesus early, and in wisdom’s ways Proved the fullness of His grace, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” Refrain These, these are they who, in affliction’s woes, Ever have found in Jesus calm repose, Such as from a pure heart flows, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” Refrain These, these are they who, in the conflict dire, Boldly have stood amid the hottest fire; Jesus now says, “come up higher,” “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” Refrain Safe, safe upon the ever shining shore, Sin, pain, and death, and sorrow are all o’er; Happy now and evermore, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” Refrain

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• [Why 7:13] What Happy Men, Or Angels, These?

  What happy men, or angels, these, That all their robes are spotless white? Whence did this glorious troop arrive At the pure realms of heav’nly light? From torturing racks and burning fires, And seas of their own blood they came; But nobler blood has washed their robes, Flowing from Christ the dying Lamb. Now they approach th’Almighty throne, With loud hosannas night and day; Sweet anthems to the great Three-One, Measure their blest eternity. No more shall hunger pain their souls; He bids their paring thirst begone, And spreads the shadow of His wings To screen them from the parching sun. The Lamb that fills the middle throne Shall shed around His milder beams; There shall they feast on His rich love, And drink full joys from living streams. Thus shall their mighty bliss renew Through the vast round of endless years; And the soft hand of sov’reign grace Heals all their wounds and wipes their tears.

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• [Why 7:13] What This Host?

  What this host? This mighty army, Conquering every prince of men? Led by what high King, what champion? Who, once dead, now lives again? This, the Church, the Bride of Jesus, Armor-clad by God’s own hand: Shield of Faith and Sword of Spirit— Shod by Gospel, firm to stand! With the awesome Truth of Heaven, Christ has girded her around, So arrayed for every battle, She shall pull all empires down. Gleaming in the morning sunlight See salvation’s helmet shine! Trusting to that sure protection, On she fights, renewed in mind. O’er that heart once bound to evil, Lies the mail of righteousness, No satanic accusation Can defeat such glorious dress! Terrible in strength and valor, Jesus leads His host to war, His the vict’ry, His the conquest! He has broken down Hell’s door!

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• [Why 7:13] Who Are These Arrayed In White?

  Who are these arrayed in white, Brighter than the noon-day sun? Foremost of the sons of light; Nearest the eternal throne? These are they that bore the cross, Nobly for their Master stood; Sufferers in His righteous cause, Followers of the dying God. Out of great distress they came, Washed their robes by faith below, In the blood of yonder Lamb, Blood that washes white as snow: Therefore are they next the throne, Serve their Maker day and night: God resides among His own, God doth in His saints delight. More than conquerors at last, Here they find their trials o’er; They have all their sufferings past, Hunger now and thirst no more: No excessive heat they feel From the sun’s directer ray; In a milder clime they dwell, Region of eternal day. He that on the throne doth reign, Them the Lamb shall always feed, With the tree of life sustain, To the living fountains lead; He shall all their sorrows chase, All their wants at once remove, Wipe the tears from every face, Fill up every soul with love.

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• [Why 7:13] Who Are These Like Stars Appearing

  Who are these like stars appearing, These before God’s throne who stand? Each a golden crown is wearing; Who are all this glorious band? Alleluia! Hark, they sing, Praising loud their heav’nly King. Who are these of dazzling brightness, These in God’s own truth arrayed, Clad in robes of purest whiteness, Robes whose luster ne’er shall fade, Ne’er be touched by time’s rude hand? Whence come all this glorious band? These are they who have contended For their Savior’s honor long, Wrestling on till life was ended, Following not the sinful throng; These who well the fight sustained, Triumph through the Lamb have gained. These are they whose hearts were riven, Sore with woe and anguish tried, Who in prayer full oft have striven With the God they glorified; Now, their painful conflict o’er, God has bid them weep no more. These, like priests, have watched and waited, Offering up to Christ their will; Soul and body consecrated, Day and night to serve Him still: Now in God’s most holy place Blest they stand before His face.

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• [Why 7:14] Are You Washed In The Blood?

  Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Refrain Are you washed in the blood, In the soul cleansing blood of the Lamb? Are your garments spotless? Are they white as snow? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Are you walking daily by the Savior’s side? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Do you rest each moment in the Crucified? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Refrain When the Bridegroom cometh will your robes be white? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Will your soul be ready for the mansions bright, And be washed in the blood of the Lamb? Refrain Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin, And be washed in the blood of the Lamb; There’s a fountain flowing for the soul unclean, O be washed in the blood of the Lamb! Refrain

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• [Why 7:14] Behold A Host, Arrayed In White

  Behold a host, arrayed in white, Like thousand snow clad mountains bright, With palms they stand. Who is this band Before the throne of light? Lo, these are they of glorious fame Who from the great affliction came And in the flood of Jesus’ blood Are cleansed from guilt and blame. Now gathered in the holy place Their voices they in worship raise, Their anthems swell where God doth dwell, Mid angels’ song of praise. Despised and scorned, they sojourned here; But now, how glorious they appear! Those martyrs stand a priestly band, God’s throne forever near. So oft, in troubled days gone by, In anguish they would weep and sigh. At home above the God of Love For aye their tears shall dry. They now enjoy their Sabbath rest, The paschal banquet of the blest; The Lamb, their Lord, at festal board Himself is Host and Guest. Then hail, ye mighty legions, yea, All hail! Now safe and blest for aye, And praise the Lord, who with His Word Sustained you on the way. Ye did the joys of earth disdain, Ye toiled and sowed in tears and pain. Farewell, now bring your sheaves and sing Salvation’s glad refrain. Swing high your palms, lift up your song, Yea, make it myriad voices strong. Eternally shall praise to Thee, God, and the Lamb belong.

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• [Why 7:14] Blood-washed Throng, The

  There is a blood-washed multitude, a mighty army strong; The Lord of hosts their righteousness, redeeming love their song. They follow Christ Whose Name they bear, to yonder portals bright, Where He has said His faithful ones shall walk with Him in white. That precious Name their guiding star, its beams will o’er them cast, And through its power their trusting souls shall overcome at last. The glory cloud will bring them safe to yonder palace bright, Where they shall see Him eye to eye and walk with Him in white. March on! O blood-washed multitude, for lo! the hour draws nigh, When we shall hail the King of kings triumphant in the sky. When songs of praise to Him we love, shall fill the courts of light, And they that overcome the world, shall walk with Him in white.

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• [Why 7:14] Exalted High At God’s Right Hand

  Exalted high at God’s right hand, Nearer the throne than cherubs stand, With glory crowned, in white array, My wondering soul says, “Who are they?” These are the saints beloved of God, Washed are their robes in Jesus’ blood; More spotless than the purest white, They shine in uncreated light. Brighter than angels, lo! they shine Their glories great, and all divine; Tell me their origin, and say Their order what, and whence they came. Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, and scorned the shame; Within the living temple blest, In God they dwell, and on Him rest. Hunger they ne’er shall feel again, Nor burning thirst shall they sustain; To wells of living waters led By God, the Lamb, forever fed. Unknown to mortal ears, they sing The secret glories of their King; Tell me the subject of their lays, And whence their loud exalted praise. Jesus, the Savior, is their theme; They sing the wonders of His Name; To Him ascribing power and grace, Dominion and eternal praise. “Amen” they cry to Him alone, Who dares to fill His Father’s throne; They give Him glory, and again Repeat His praise, and say “Amen.”

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• [Why 7:14] Hark! The Sound Of Holy Voices

  Hark! the sound of holy voices, chanting at the crystal sea, Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Lord, to Thee; Multitude, which none can number, like the stars in glory stand Clothed in white apparel, holding palms of victory in their hand. Patriarch, and holy prophet, who prepared the way of Christ King, apostle, saint, confessor, martyr and evangelist; Saintly maiden, godly matron, widows who have watched to prayer Joined in holy concert, singing to the Lord of all, are there. They have come from tribulation, and have washed their robes in blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus; tried they were, and firm they stood; Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, sawn asunder, slain with sword; They have conquered death and Satan by the might of Christ the Lord. Marching with Thy cross their banner, they have triumphed, following Thee, the Captain of salvation, Thee, their Savior and their King; Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered; gladly, Lord, with Thee they died; And by death to life immortal they were born and glorified. Now they reign in heav’nly glory, now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from a river, holy bliss and infinite: Love and peace they taste forever, and all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision of the blessèd Trinity. God of God, the One begotten, Light of light, Emmanuel, In Whose body joined together all the saints forever dwell; Pour upon us of Thy fullness that we may forevermore God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost adore.

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• [Why 7:14] How Bright These Glorious Spirits Shine

  These glorious minds, how bright they shine! Whence all their white array? How came they to the happy seats Of everlasting day? From torturing pains to endless joys On fiery wheels they rode, And strangely washed their raiment white In Jesus’ dying blood. Now they approach a spotless God, And bow before His throne Their warbling harps and sacred songs Adore the Holy One. The unveiled glories of His face Amongst His saints reside, While the rich treasure of His grace Sees all their wants supplied. Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls, And hunger flee as fast; The fruit of life’s immortal tree Shall be their sweet repast. The Lamb shall lead His heav’nly flock Where living fountains rise; And love divine shall wipe away The sorrows of their eyes.

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• [Why 7:14] Lo! Round The Throne A Glorious Band

  Lo! round the throne, a glorious band, The saints in countless myriads stand; Of every tongue redeemed to God, Arrayed in garments washed in blood, Arrayed in garments washed in blood. Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, despised the shame; But now from all their labors rest, In God’s eternal glory blest, In God’s eternal glory blest. They see the Savior face to face; They sing the triumph of His grace; And day and night, with ceaseless praise, To Him their loud hosannas raise, To Him their loud hosannas raise. “Worthy the Lamb, for sinners slain, Through endless years to live and reign; Thou hast redeemed us by Thy blood, And made us kings and priests to God.” O may we tread the sacred road That holy saints and martyrs trod; Wage to the end the glorious strife, And win, like them, a crown of life, And win, like them, a crown of life!

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• [Why 7:14] Lo! Round The Throne At God’s Right Hand

  Lo! round the throne at God’s right hand The saints in countless myriads stand, Of every tongue redeemed to God, Arrayed in garments washed in blood. Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, despised the shame; From all their labors now they rest, In God’s eternal glory blest. Hunger and thirst they feel no more; Nor sin, nor pain, nor death deplore; The tears are wiped from every eye, And sorrow yields to endless joy. They see their Savior face to face, And sing the triumphs of His grace, Him, day and night they ceaseless praise, To Him their loud hosannas raise. Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, Through endless years to live and reign; Thou hast redeemed us by Thy blood, And made us kings and priests to God.

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• [Why 7:14] There Is Power In The Blood

  Would you be free from the burden of sin? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Would you o’er evil a victory win? There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain There is power, power, wonder working power In the blood of the Lamb; There is power, power, wonder working power In the precious blood of the Lamb. Would you be free from your passion and pride? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Come for a cleansing to Calvary’s tide; There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain Would you be whiter, much whiter than snow? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Sin stains are lost in its life giving flow. There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain Would you do service for Jesus your King? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Would you live daily His praises to sing? There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain

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