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Mikha 6:6-8

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Yesaya 1:11-17

• [Yes 1:15] Savior, Sprinkle Many Nations

  Savior, sprinkle many nations; Fruitful let Thy sorrows be; By Thy pains and consolations Draw the Gentiles unto Thee! Of Thy cross the wondrous story, Be it to the nations told; Let them see Thee in Thy glory And Thy mercy manifold. Far and wide, though all unknowing, Pants for Thee each mortal breast, Human tears for Thee are flowing, Human hearts in Thee would rest. Thirsting as for dews of even, As the new mown grass for rain Thee they seek as God of heaven, Thee as Man for sinners slain. Savior, lo! the isles are waiting Stretched the hand and strained the sight, For Thy Spirit, new creating, Love’s pure flame, and wisdom’s light. Give the word, and of the preacher Speed the foot and touch the tongue, Till on earth by every creature Glory to the Lamb be sung!

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• [Yes 1:16] I Will Make The Darkness Light

  I will make the darkness light before thee, What is wrong I’ll make it right before thee, All thy battles I will fight before thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain When thou walkest by the way I’ll lead thee, On the fatness of the land I’ll feed thee, And a mansion in the sky I’ll deed thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. With an everlasting love I’ll love thee, Though with trials deep and sore I’ll prove thee, But there’s nothing that can hurt or move thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain Although Satan in his rage would tear thee, And with all his winning arts would snare thee, Even down to thine old age I’ll bear thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain I will make the darkness light before thee, I will make the crooked straight before thee, I will spread My wings protecting o’er thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain

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Mikha 6:6-8

• [Mi 6:6] One Cup Of Healing Oil And Wine

  One cup of healing oil and wine, One offering laid upon mercy’s shrine, Is thrice more grateful, Lord, to Thee, Than lifted eye or bended knee. In true and inward faith we trace The source of every outward grace; Within the pious heart it plays, A living fount of joy and praise. Kind deeds of peace and love betray Where’er the stream has found its way; But where these spring not rich and fair, The stream has never wandered there.

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• [Mi 6:8] O Master, Let Me Walk With Thee

  O Master, let me walk with Thee, In lowly paths of service free; Tell me Thy secret; help me bear The strain of toil, the fret of care. Help me the slow of heart to move By some clear, winning word of love; Teach me the wayward feet to stay, And guide them in the homeward way. O Master, let me walk with Thee, Before the taunting Pharisee; Help me to bear the sting of spite, The hate of men who hide Thy light. The sore distrust of souls sincere Who cannot read Thy judgments clear, The dullness of the multitude, Who dimly guess that Thou art good. Teach me Thy patience; still with Thee In closer, dearer, company, In work that keeps faith sweet and strong, In trust that triumphs over wrong. In hope that sends a shining ray Far down the future’s broadening way, In peace that only Thou canst give, With Thee, O Master, let me live.

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  source: Cyberhymnal