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Mazmur 66:18-19

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Mazmur 66:18-19

• [Mzm 66:19] God From On High Hath Heard

  God from on high hath heard; Let sighs and sorrows cease; Lo! from the opening Heav’n descends To man the promised Peace. Hark! through the silent night Angelic voices swell; Their joyful songs proclaim that “God Is born on earth to dwell.” See how the shepherd band Speed on with eager feet; Come to the hallowed cave with them The Holy Babe to greet. But, oh, what sight appears Within that lowly door! A manger, stall, and swaddling clothes, A Child and mother poor! Art Thou the Christ? the Son? The Father’s image bright? And see we Him Whose arm upholds Earth and the starry height? Yea, faith can pierce the cloud Which veils Thy glory now; We hail Thee, God, before Whose throne The angels prostrate bow. A silent Teacher, Lord, Thou bidd’st us not refuse To bear what flesh would have us shun, To shun what flesh would choose. Our sinful pride to cure With that pure love of Thine, O be Thou born within our hearts, Most Holy Child divine.

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• [Mzm 66:19] My God, Is Any Hour So Sweet

  My God, is any hour so sweet From blush of morn to evening star, As that which calls me to Thy feet— The hour of prayer? Blest is that tranquil hour of morn, And blest that hour of solemn eve, When, on the wings of prayer upborne, The world I leave. Then is my strength by Thee renewed; Then are my sins by Thee forgiv’n; Then dost Thou cheer my solitude With hopes of Heav’n. No words can tell what sweet relief There for my every want I find, What strength for warfare, balm for grief, What peace of mind. Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear; My spirit seems in Heav’n to stay; And e’en the penitential tear Is wiped away. Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore, No privilege so dear shall be As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to Thee.

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Yesaya 1:15-16

• [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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Matius 20:22

• [Mat 20:22] Son Of God Goes Forth To War, The

  The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain; His blood red banner streams afar: Who follows in His train? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in His train. That martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train? A glorious band, the chosen few On whom the Spirit came; Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame. They met the tyrant’s brandished steel, The lion’s gory mane; They bowed their heads the death to feel: Who follows in their train? A noble army, men and boys, The matron and the maid, Around the Savior’s throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. They climbed the steep ascent of Heav’n, Through peril, toil and pain; O God, to us may grace be given, To follow in their train.

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Markus 10:38

• [Mrk 10:38] Are Ye Able?

  “Are ye able,” said the Master, “To be crucified with Me?” “Yea,” the sturdy dreamers answered, “To the death we follow Thee.” Refrain Lord, we are able. Our spirits are Thine. Remold them, make us, like Thee, divine. Thy guiding radiance above us shall be A beacon to God, to love and loyalty. Are you able to relinquish Purple dreams of power and fame, To go down into the Garden, Or to die a death of shame? Refrain Are ye able, when the anguish Racks your mind and heart with pain, To forgive the souls who wrong you, Who would make your striving vain? Refrain Are ye able to remember, When a thief lifts up his eyes, That his pardoned soul is worthy Of a place in paradise? Refrain Are ye able when the shadows Close around you with the sod, To believe that spirit triumphs, To commend your soul to God? Refrain Are ye able? Still the Master Whispers down eternity, And heroic spirits answer, Now as then in Galilee. Refrain

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Yohanes 5:14

• [Yoh 5:14] Sinner Made Whole, A

  There’s a song in my heart that my lips cannot sing, ’Tis praise in the highest to Jesus my King; Its music each moment is thrilling my soul, For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole. Refrain A sinner made whole! A sinner made whole! The Savior has bought me and ransomed my soul! My heart now is singing; there’s joy in my soul, For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole. I shall stand one day faultless and pure by His throne, Transformed from my image, conformed to His own; Then I shall find words for the song of my soul, For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole. Refrain All the music of Heaven, so perfect and sweet, Will blend with my song just to make it complete, Thro’ ages unending the echoes will roll, For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole. Refrain

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