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Yohanes 12:23-28

Yohanes 15:8

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Mazmur 86:9-10

• [Mzm 86:9] By All Whom Thou Hast Made

  By all whom Thou hast made Be praise and worship paid Through earth abroad; Thy Name be glorified, There is none great beside, Matchless Thy works abide, For Thou art God. Help me Thy will to do, Thy truth I will pursue, Teach me to fear; Give me the single ye Thy Name to glorify, O Lord, my God most high, With heart sincere. How great Thy love appears That bade death’s gloomy fears No more dismay; O God, to anger slow, Save me from every foe, Thy lovingkindness show, Thy truth display.

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Yohanes 12:23-28

• [Yoh 12:24] Morn’s Roseate Hues Have Decked The Sky

  Morn’s roseate hues have decked the sky; The Lord has risen with victory: Let earth be glad, and raise the cry, Alleluia! The Prince of Life with death has striv’n, To cleanse the earth His blood has giv’n; Has rent the veil, and opened Heav’n: Alleluia! And He, the wheat-corn, sown in earth, Has giv’n a glorious harvest-birth, Rejoice, and sing with holy mirth: Alleluia! And he, dear Lord, that with Thee dies, And fleshly passions crucifies, In body, like to Thine, shall rise: Alleluia! O grant us then, with Thee to die, To spurn earth’s fleeting vanity, And love the things above the sky: Alleluia! Oh, praise the Father, and the Son, Who has for us the triumph won, And holy Ghost—the Three in One: Alleluia!

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• [Yoh 12:26] Christ Will Gather In His Own

  Christ will gather in His own To the place where He is gone, Where their heart and treasure lie, Where our life is hid on high. Day by day the voice saith, “Come, Enter thine eternal home”; Asking not if we can spare This dear soul it summons there. Had He asked us, well we know We should cry, “O spare this blow!” Yes, with streaming tears should pray, “Lord, we love him, let him stay.” [substitute her if appropriate] But the Lord doth naught amiss, And, since He hath ordered this, We have naught to do but still Rest in silence on His will. Many a heart no longer here, Ah! was all too inly dear, Yet, O Love, ’tis Thou dost call, Thou wilt be our All in all.

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• [Yoh 12:26] He Who Would Valiant Be

  He who would valiant be ’gainst all disaster, Let him in constancy follow the Master. There’s no discouragement shall make him once relent His first avowed intent to be a pilgrim. Who so beset him round with dismal stories Do but themselves confound—his strength the more is. No foes shall stay his might; though he with giants fight, He will make good his right to be a pilgrim. Since, Lord, Thou dost defend us with Thy Spirit, We know we at the end, shall life inherit. Then fancies flee away! I’ll fear not what men say, I’ll labor night and day to be a pilgrim. Who would true valour see, Let him come hither; One here will constant be, Come wind, come weather There’s no discouragement Shall make him once relent His first avowed intent To be a pilgrim. Whoso beset him round With dismal stories Do but themselves confound; His strength the more is. No lion can him fright, He’ll with a giant fight, He will have a right To be a pilgrim. Hobgoblin nor foul fiend Can daunt his spirit, He knows he at the end Shall life inherit. Then fancies fly away, He’ll fear not what men say, He’ll labor night and day To be a pilgrim.

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• [Yoh 12:26] How Shall I Follow Him I Serve?

  How shall I follow Him I serve? How shall I copy Him I love? Not from the blessèd footsteps swerve, Which lead me to His seat above? Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn, The life of toil, the mean abode, The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn, Are these the consecrated road? ’Twas thus He suffered, though a Son, Foreknowing, choosing, feeling all, Until the perfect work was done, And drunk the bitter cup of gall. Lord, should my path through suffering lie Forbid it I should e’er repine; Still let me turn to Calvary, Nor heed my griefs, remembering Thine. O let me think how Thou didst leave Untasted every pure delight, To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve, The toilsome day, the homeless night. To faint, to grieve, to die for me! Thou camest, not Thyself to please; And, dear as earthly comforts be, Shall I not love Thee more than these? Yes, I would count them all but loss, To gain the notice of Thine eye: Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross, But Thou canst give the victory.

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• [Yoh 12:26] How Blessed, From The Bonds Of Sin

  How blessèd, from the bonds of sin And earthly fetters free, In singleness of heart and aim, Thy servant, Lord, to be; The hardest toil to undertake With joy at Thy command, The meanest office to receive With meekness at Thy hand. With willing heart and longing eyes To watch before Thy gate, Ready to run the weary race, To bear the heavy weight; No voice of thunder to expect, But follow calm and still; For love can easily divine The One Belovèd’s will. Thus may I serve Thee, gracious Lord; Thus ever Thine alone, My soul and body given to Thee, The purchase Thou hast won; Through evil or through good report Still keeping by Thy side; And by my life or by my death Let Christ be magnified. How happily the working days In this dear service fly, How rapidly the closing hour, The time of rest, draws nigh, When all the faithful gather home, A joyful company; And ever where the Master is Shall His blest servants be.

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• [Yoh 12:26] It Pays To Serve Jesus

  The service of Jesus true pleasure affords, In Him there is joy without an alloy; ’Tis Heaven to trust Him and rest on His words; It pays to serve Jesus each day. Refrain It pays to serve Jesus, it pays every day, It pays every step of the way, Though the pathway to glory may sometimes be drear, You’ll be happy each step of the way. It pays to serve Jesus whate’er may betide, It pays to be true whate’er you may do; ’Tis riches of mercy in Him to abide; It pays to serve Jesus each day. Refrain Though sometimes the shadows may hang o’er the way, And sorrows may come to beckon us home, Our precious Redeemer each toil will repay; It pays to serve Jesus each day. Refrain

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• [Yoh 12:26] Leaving All To Follow Jesus

  Leaving all to follow Jesus, Turning from the world away, Stepping out upon the promise, All I have is His today. Refrain Leaving all to follow Jesus, Turning from the world away, Stepping out upon His promise, All I have is His today. Naught reserving, on the altar All I lay, and wait the hour When the fire from Heaven descending Shall attest His glorious pow’r. Refrain Taking up the cross of Jesus, Glad for Him to suffer shame, All my gain I count but losses For the glory of His Name. Refrain Praise His precious Name forever That His blood hath made me free! Now my soul shall joy to tell it, Thro’ the long eternity. Refrain

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• [Yoh 12:26] There Will I Follow Thee

  Whithersoever Thou goest Let me Thy footsteps attend; Jesus, my wonderful Savior, Loving Redeemer and Friend. Refrain There would I be, there would I be, Thou Who hast labored and sorrowed for me; Whithersoever Thou goest, There will I follow Thee. Over the snow covered mountain, Out on the wild desert track, Seeking to rescue the lost ones, Tenderly calling them back. Refrain Telling of hope to the friendless, Cheering the homes where they dwell; Going with light and salvation Into the dark prison cell. Refrain Giving relief to the stranger, Plodding his journey alone; Sharing the trials of others, Patiently bearing my own. Refrain

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• [Yoh 12:26] Thine For Service

  I have made my choice to follow Christ each day, I am Thine for service, Lord; Tho’ I sometimes falter on the thorny way, I am Thine for service, Lord. Refrain Thine for service when the days are drear, Thine for service when the skies are clear; Yes, Thine for service thro’ the coming years, I am Thine for service, Lord. Let me idle not the precious hours away, I am Thine for service, Lord; As Thy voice shall bid me, I will go or stay, I am Thine for service, Lord. Refrain I will never ask Thee “How,” or “Where,” or “Why?” For I’ve cast my lot with Thee Till the glory gates shall open by and by, With a “Welcome Home” for me. Refrain I am Thine for service till the last glad hour Shall have passed on earth from me; And I wake to service of a greater pow’r, Thro’ a glad eternity. Refrain

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Wahyu 11:15-18

• [Why 11:15] Ascend Thy Throne, Almighty King

  Ascend Thy throne, almighty King, And spread Thy glories all abroad: Let Thine own arm salvation bring, And be Thou known the gracious God. Let millions bow before Thy seat, Let humble mourners seek Thy face; Bring daring rebels to Thy feet, Subdued by Thy victorious grace. O let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord; Let saints and angels praise Thy Name, Be Thou through Heaven and earth adored.

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• [Why 11:15] Christ Is King

  Come, friends, sing, of the faith that’s so dear to me, Revealed thro’ God’s Son, in Galilee; He brought peace on earth and good will to the sons of men, Go tell it to the world, her King reigns again. Refrain I am so happy in Jesus, Captivity’s Captor is He; Angels rejoice when a soul’s saved, Some day we like Him shall be; Sorrow and joy have the same Lord, Valley of shadows shall sing; Death has its life, its door opens in Heaven eternally, Christ is King. Crucified, thus He suffered and bled for me, Death and the grave won sin’s victory; Then the sky grew dark and the temple veil rent in twain, Rocks rent, and angels came, for He lived again. Refrain At His feet, on old Olivet’s hill, they say, Cloud chariots halted, took Christ away; Then the angels came and to wond’ring disciples said, “He’ll come, and earth and sea shall yield up their dead.” Refrain

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• [Why 11:15] Christ, That Ever Reigneth

  Christ, that ever reigneth, Christ, that here remaineth, Christ, within us dwelling, Christ in praise excelling, Him we proclaim, His glorious Name; To our Creator render Homage all due; lowly and true Homage to Him we tender. Heaven’s high host rejoices, lifting up all voices, Jubilant with gladness—yet the earth with sadness Dreading her fate God doth await Who judgment strict revealeth; Merciful power, save in that hour Those whom Thy passion healeth! Raise us, cleansed, to regions where the angel legions Round Thee aye are soaring, with Thy saints adoring; Grant us Thy peace, bid dangers cease, And Thou, Thy mercy sending, Christ, give us rest, where, with the blest, Thy reign is never ending.

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• [Why 11:15] He Comes! He Comes! The Judge Severe!

  He comes! He comes! the Judge severe! The seventh trumpet speaks Him near; His lightnings flash, His thunders roll; How welcome to the faithful soul! From Heav’n angelic voices sound; See the almighty Jesus crowned, Girt with omnipotence and grace! And glory decks the Savior’s face. Descending on His great white throne, He claims the kingdoms for His own; The kingdoms all obey His Word, And hail Him their triumphant Lord. Shout, all the people of the sky, And all the saints of the Most High; Our Lord, who now His right obtains, Forever and forever reigns.

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• [Why 11:15] Let The Seventh Angel Sound On High

  Let the seventh angel sound on high, Let shouts be heard through all the sky; Kings of the earth, with glad accord, Give up your kingdoms to the Lord. Almighty God, Thy power assume, Who wast, and art, and art to come: Jesus, the Lamb who once was slain, Forever live, forever reign! The angry nations fret and roar, That they can slay the saints no more On wings of vengeance flies our God, To pay the long arrears of blood. Now must the rising dead appear; Now the decisive sentence hear; Now the dear martyrs of the Lord Receive an infinite reward.

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• [Why 11:15] Look, Ye Saints! The Sight Is Glorious

  Look, ye saints! the sight is glorious: See the Man of Sorrows now; From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to Him shall bow; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, Crowns become the Victor’s brow, Crowns become the Victor’s brow. Crown the Savior! angels, crown Him; Rich the trophies Jesus brings; In the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of heaven rings; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, Crown the Savior King of kings, Crown the Savior King of kings. Sinners in derision scorned Him, Mocking thus the Savior’s claim; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His name; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, Spread abroad the Victor’s fame, Spread abroad the Victor’s fame. Hark, those bursts of acclamation! Hark, those loud triumphant chords! Jesus takes the highest station; O what joy the sight affords! Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, King of kings and Lord of lords! King of kings and Lord of lords!

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• [Why 11:17] Creation’s Lord, We Give Thee Thanks

  Creation’s Lord, we give Thee thanks That this Thy world is incomplete; That battle calls our marshaled ranks; That work awaits our hands and feet. That Thou hast not yet finished man; That we are in the making still, As friends who share the Maker’s plan As sons who know the Father’s will. Beyond the present sin and shame, Wrong’s bitter, cruel, scorching blight, We see the beckoning vision flame, The blessèd kingdom of the right. What though the kingdom long delay, And still with haughty foes must cope? It gives us that for which to pray, A field for toil and faith and hope. Since what we choose is what we are, And what we love we yet shall be, The goal may ever shine afar— The will to win it makes us free.

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