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Yesaya 53:4

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Yesaya 53:4

• [Yes 53:4] Stricken, Smitten, And Afflicted

  Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, See Him dying on the tree! ’Tis the Christ by man rejected; Yes, my soul, ’tis He, ’tis He! ’Tis the long expected prophet, David’s Son, yet David’s Lord; Proofs I see sufficient of it: ’Tis a true and faithful Word. Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning, Was there ever grief like His? Friends through fear His cause disowning, Foes insulting his distress: Many hands were raised to wound Him, None would interpose to save; But the deepest stroke that pierced Him Was the stroke that Justice gave. Ye who think of sin but lightly, Nor suppose the evil great, Here may view its nature rightly, Here its guilt may estimate. Mark the Sacrifice appointed! See Who bears the awful load! ’Tis the Word, the Lord’s Anointed, Son of Man, and Son of God. Here we have a firm foundation, Here the refuge of the lost. Christ the Rock of our salvation, Christ the Name of which we boast. Lamb of God for sinners wounded! Sacrifice to cancel guilt! None shall ever be confounded Who on Him their hope have built.

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• [Yes 53:4] When The Burden Bearer Came

  On a desert wild and lonely, Where no hope I dared to claim, I was troubled, sad and lonely, When the Burden Bearer came. Refrain Christ the Burden Bearer came, Hallelujah to His Name! All my sins He rolled away, Now rejoicing every day, I am trusting in the Savior’s precious love. On a desert wild and lonely, How He gently said to me, “I have purchased thy salvation, I have borne the cross for thee.” Refrain Praise to Him whose grace redeemed me, From the death that never dies; I shall tell the blessèd story, When I meet Him in the skies. Refrain

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Mazmur 69:29

• [Mzm 69:29] Though I Am Poor And Sorrowful

  Though I am poor and sorrowful, Hear Thou, O God, my cry; Let Thy salvation come to me And lift me up on high. Then will I praise my God with song, To Him my thanks shall rise, And this shall please Jehovah more Than offered sacrifice. The meek shall see it and rejoice; Ye saints, no more be sad; For lo, Jehovah hears the poor And makes his His prisoners glad. Let Heaven and earth and seas rejoice, Let all therein give praise, For Zion God will surely save, Her broken walls will raise. In Zion they that love His Name Shall dwell from age to age, Yea, there shall be their lasting rest, Their children’s heritage.

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Lukas 19:41

• [Luk 19:41] Did Christ O’er Sinners Weep?

  Did Christ o’er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. The Son of God in tears The wondering angels see: Be thou astonished, O my soul; He shed those tears for thee. He wept that we might weep; Each sin demands a tear; In heaven alone no sin is found, And there’s no weeping there.
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Yohanes 11:35

• [Yoh 11:35] Jesus Wept! Those Tears Are Over

  Jesus wept! those tears are over, But His heart is still the same; Kinsman, Friend, and elder Brother, Is His everlasting Name. Savior, who can love like Thee, Gracious One of Bethany? When the pangs of trial seize us, When the waves of sorrow roll, I will lay my head on Jesus, Refuge of the troubled soul. Surely, none can feel like Thee, Weeping One of Bethany! Jesus wept! and still in glory, He can mark each mourner’s tear; Loving to retrace the story Of the hearts He solaced here. Lord, when I am called to die, Let me think of Bethany. Jesus wept! that tear of sorrow Is a legacy of love; Yesterday, today, tomorrow, He the same doth ever prove, Thou art all in all to me, Loving One of Bethany! Who is this in silence bending O’er a dark sepulchral cave? Sympathetic sorrow blending With the tears around that grave? Christ the Lord is standing by, At the tomb of Bethany.

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Ibrani 2:15-18

• [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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Ibrani 4:15

• [Ibr 4:15] There Is No Sorrow, Lord, Too Light

  There is no sorrow, Lord, too light To bring in prayer to Thee; There is no anxious care too slight To wake Thy sympathy. Thou, who hast trod the thorny road, Wilt share each small distress; The love, which bore the greater load, Will not refuse the less. There is no secret sigh we breathe, But meets Thine ear divine; And every cross grows light beneath The shadow, Lord, of Thine. Life’s ills without, sin’s strife within, The heart would overflow, But for that love which died for sin, That love which wept with woe.

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• [Ibr 4:15] Wonders Of Redeeming Love, The

  The wonders of redeeming love Our highest thoughts exceed; The Son of God comes from above For sinful man to bleed. He gives Himself, His life, His all, A sinless sacrifice, For man He drains the cup of gall, For man the Victim dies. And now before His Father’s face His precious blood He pleads; For those who seek the throne of grace, His love still intercedes. He knows the frailties of our frame, For He has borne our grief; Our great High Priest once felt the same, And He can send relief. His love will not be satisfied, Till He in glory sees The faithful ones for whom He died From sin forever free.

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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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