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Yohanes 10:7

Yohanes 10:9

Kisah Para Rasul 4:12

Roma 15:1

Yohanes 2:2

Yohanes 1:9

Wahyu 5:8-9

Wahyu 7:9-17

Wahyu 13:7-8

Wahyu 20:15

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Yohanes 10:9

• [Yoh 10:9] Jesus Opened Up The Way

  Jesus Christ the Lord opened up the way to glory When He died to save us from our ruined state, And He asks that we shall go tell the world the story, How His blood will save them from their awful fate. Refrain Jesus opened up the way to heaven’s gate When He died on the cross, To redeem all the lost; He prepared the road that leads To His abode, ’Tis a road marked by blood But it leads us home to God. And the way is marked by the footprints of the Savior, With His blood he made it, made it plain and straight; If you walk that way, it will lead you into heaven, Lead you safely into glory’s golden gate. Refrain Sinner, will you come and join in this heav’nly journey, Walk the bloody pathway that the Savior trod; Then when life is over and all the sheaves are garnered, You will meet the Savior and be not afraid. Refrain

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Kisah Para Rasul 4:12

• [Kis 4:12] Conquering Kings Their Titles Take

  Conquering kings their titles take, From the lands they captive make; Jesus, Thine was given Thee For a world Thou madest free. Not another name is given Power possessing under heaven, Strong to call dead souls to rise And exalt them to the skies. That which Christ so hardly wrought, That which He so dearly bought, That salvation, mortals say, Will ye madly cast away? Rather gladly for that Name Bear the cross, endure the shame; Joyfully for Him to die Is not death but victory. Jesus, if Thou condescend To be called the sinner’s Friend, Ours the joy and glory be Thus to make our boast of Thee. Glory to the Father be, Glory, virgin born, to Thee, Glory to the Holy Ghost, Ever from the heavenly host.

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• [Kis 4:12] Only One Name

  There is only one Name that the saints adore— Jesus, our Elder Brother; They give Him all the praise, now and ever more; His Name is over every other. Refrain Then lift the happy strain, And sing the glad refrain— The Name, the Name of Jesus; Then lift the happy strain, And sing the glad refrain— The Name, the Name of Jesus. There is only one Name that the soul need know— Jesus, the Lord’s Anointed; He suffered to redeem us from sin and woe, And bear us to the rest appointed. Refrain There is only one Name that the angels sing— Jesus, the Lord of Glory; They gather at His feet while they hail Him King, And listen to redemption’s story. Refrain

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• [Kis 4:12] ’tis For Conquering Kings To Gain

  ’Tis for conquering kings to gain Glory o’er their myriads slain; Jesus, Thy more glorious strife Hath restored a world to life. So no other Name is giv’n Unto mortals under Heav’n Which can make the dead to rise, And exalt them to the skies. That which Christ so hardly wrought, That which He so dearly bought, That salvation, mortals, say, Will you madly cast away? Rather gladly for that Name Bear the cross, endure the shame; Joyfully for Him to die Is not death, but victory. Dost Thou, Jesus, condescend To be called the sinner’s Friend? Ours, then, it shall always be Thus to make our boast of Thee.

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• [Kis 4:12] To The Name Of Our Salvation

  To the Name of our salvation, Laud and honor let us pay, Which for many a generation Hid in God’s foreknowledge lay; But with holy exultation We may sing aloud today. Jesus is the Name we treasure; Name beyond what words can tell; Name of gladness, Name of pleasure, Ear and heart delighting well; Name of sweetness, passing measure, Saving us from sin and hell. ’Tis the Name for adoration, Name for songs of victory, Name for holy meditation In this vale of misery, Name for joyful veneration By the citizens on high. ’Tis the Name that whoso preacheth Speaks like music to the ear; Who in prayer this Name beseecheth Sweetest comfort findeth near; Who its perfect wisdom reacheth, Heavenly joy possesseth here. Jesus is the Name prevailing Over every name by right; At this Name, in terror quailing, Powers of hell are put to flight; God, in mercy never failing, Saves by this Name of might. Therefore we in love adoring, This most blessèd Name revere; Holy Jesus, Thee imploring So to write it in us here, That hereafter, heavenward soaring, We may sing with angels there.

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• [Kis 4:12] To The Name That Is Salvation

  To the Name that is salvation, Praise and homage let us pay; Life of every generation, Law that all the stars obey; Love and light by Whose creation All that is stands fast today. Fairest Name beyond all speaking, Fullest end of all desire, Close, yet far beyond all seeking, Goodness, beauty, truth, entire; Wisdom, never vengeance wreaking, Radiance never vexed with ire. ’Tis the Name of mercy, speeding, Just and unjust with His ray; Power that rules by patient leading, Not by force, the easier way; So that man, in freedom heeding, May the law of love obey. Name of awe and Name of pleasure, Glow divine of grace untold; Sum of values, whose full treasure Striving art can ne’er unfold; Sea of virtue passing measure, Life that doth all life uphold. Hail, O Father, all creating, Now, as when the world began; Master Mind, amazed we hail Thee, As the light-year depths we scan; Spirit of transcendent union, True and just Thy ways to man!

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Yohanes 2:2

• [Yoh 2:2] How Welcome Was The Call

  How welcome was the call, And sweet the festal lay, When Jesus deigned in Cana’s hall To bless the marriage day! And happy was the bride, And glad the bridegroom’s heart, For He Who tarried at their side Bade grief and ill depart. His gracious power divine The water vessels knew; And plenteous was the mystic wine The wondering servants drew. O Lord of life and love, Come Thou again today; And bring a blessing from above That ne’er shall pass away. O bless, as erst of old, The bridegroom and the bride; Bless with the holier stream that flowed Forth from Thy piercèd side. Before Thine altar throne This mercy we implore; As Thou dost knit them, Lord, in one, So bless them evermore.

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Wahyu 5:8-9

• [Why 5:8] Golden Harps Are Sounding

  Golden harps are sounding, angels voices sing, Pearly gates are opened, opened for the King; Jesus, King of glory, Jesus, King of love, Is gone up in triumph, to His throne above. He Who came to save us, He Who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory at His Father’s side. From the grave arisen, nevermore to die; Jesus, King of glory, is gone up on high. Pleading for His children in that blessèd place, Calling them to glory, sending them His grace; His bright home preparing, faithful ones, for you; Jesus ever liveth, ever loveth, too. Refrain All His suffering ended, joyfully we sing, Jesus hath ascended! Glory to our King!

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• [Why 5:8] New Song (pierson), The

  With harps and with vials, there stand a great throng In the presence of Jesus, and sing this new song: Refrain Unto Him Who hath loved us and washed us from sin, Unto Him be the glory forever, Amen. All these once were sinners, defiled in His sight, Now arrayed in pure garments in praise they unite: Refrain He maketh the rebel a priest and a king, He hath bought us and taught us this new song to sing: Refrain How helpless and hopeless we sinners had been, If He never had loved us till cleansed from our sin: Refrain Aloud in His praises our voices shall ring, So that others believing, this new song shall sing: Refrain

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• [Why 5:9] All Mortal Vanities, Begone

  All mortal vanities, begone, Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears; Behold, amidst th’eternal throne, A vision of the Lamb appears. Glory His fleecy robe adorns, Marked with the bloody death He bore; Seven are His eyes, and seven His horns, To speak His wisdom and His power. Lo! He receives a sealèd book From Him that sits upon the throne; Jesus, my Lord, prevails to look On dark decrees and things unknown. All the assembling saints around Fall worshipping before the Lamb, And in new songs of Gospel sound Address their honors to His Name. The joy, the shout, the harmony, Flies o’er the everlasting hills “Worthy art Thou alone,” they cry, “To read the book, to loose the seals.” Our voices join the heav’nly strain, And with transporting pleasure sing, “Worthy the Lamb that once was slain, To be our Teacher and our King!” His words of prophecy reveal Eternal counsels, deep designs; His grace and vengeance shall fulfill The peaceful and the dreadful lines. Thou hast redeemed our souls from hell With Thine invaluable blood; And wretches that did once rebel Are now made favorites of their God. Worthy forever is the Lord, That died for treasons not His own, By every tongue to be adored, And dwell upon His Father’s throne!

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• [Why 5:9] Lord, I Am Thine, Entirely Thine

  Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine; With full consent Thine I would be, And own Thy sovereign right in me. Grant one poor sinner more a place Among the children of Thy grace— A wretched sinner, lost to God, But ransomed by Immanuel’s blood. Thine would I live, Thine would I die, Be Thine through all eternity; The vow is past beyond repeal, And now I set the solemn seal. Here, at that cross where flows the blood That bought my guilty soul for God, Thee my new Master now I call, And consecrate to Thee my all.

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• [Why 5:9] New Song (best), The

  There are songs of joy that I loved to sing, When my heart was blithe as a bird in spring, But the song I have learned is so full of cheer, That the dawn shines out in the darkness drear. Refrain O the new, new song! O the new, new song! I can sing it now with the ransomed throng: Power and dominion to Him that shall reign, Glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain. There are strains of home that are dear as life, And I list to them oft ’mid the din of strife; But I know of a home that is wondrous fair, And I sing the psalm they are singing there. Refrain Can my lips be mute, or my heart be sad, When the gracious Master hath made me glad? When He points where the many mansions be, And sweetly says, “There is one for thee”? Refrain I shall catch the gleam of its jasper wall When I come to the gloom of the even fall, For I know that the shadows, dreary and dim, Have a path of light that will lead to Him. Refrain

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• [Why 5:9] Redeemed, And With The Price Of Blood

  Redeemed, and with the price of blood, Which Thou hast shed for me, I stand, a monument of grace, A witness, Lord, for Thee. Refrain Redeemed, and made by simple faith An heir of heaven above! Oh, love surpassing human thought! Oh, vast, unmeasured love! Redeemed, no longer dead in sin, But raised by pow’r divine, My tongue, rejoicing, cries aloud, All glory, Lord, be Thine. Refrain Redeemed, my heart is filled with praise, My soul true comfort knows, And daily feels the calm of peace That like a river flows. Refrain Redeemed, I’ll tell it o’er and o’er; Redeemed my song shall be, My watchword through the vale of death, My passport home to Thee. Refrain

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• [Why 5:9] There’s A Chorus Ever Ringing

  There’s a chorus ever ringing From the portals of the blest, ’Tis the chorus of redeemed ones, Who have entered into rest. Refrain Hallelujah to the Father, Hallelujah to the Son, Hallelujah to the Spirit, Everlasting Three in One! There’s a chorus ever ringing, When before His throne they fall, Where they hail Him King of Glory, And adore the Lord of all. Refrain There’s a chorus ever ringing, We shall sing it o’er and o’er, When our labor shall be ended, And we meet to part no more. Refrain

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• [Why 5:9] Worthy The Lamb

  “Worthy is the Lamb,” the hosts of Heaven sing, As before the throne they make His praises ring; “Worthy is the Lamb the book to open wide, Worthy is the Lamb Who once was crucified.” Refrain Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh, this bleeding Lamb, Oh, this dying Lamb, He was found worthy; Oh, this bleeding Lamb, oh, this bleeding Lamb, Oh, this dying Lamb, He was found worthy. Worthy is the Lamb, who shed His precious blood To restore a world to happiness and God; “When no eye could pity and no arm could save,” Jesus for our ransom, Himself freely gave. Refrain Worthy is the Lamb, the bleeding sacrifice Who for Adam’s race paid such a fearful price; Worthy is the Lamb, the Paschal Lamb of God, For the world received “Redemption thro’ His blood.” Refrain “Worthy is the Lamb,” let men and angels sing, “Worthy is the Lamb,” let hallelujahs ring; And when life is past, upon the golden shore, “Worthy is the Lamb,” we’ll shout forevermore. Refrain

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Wahyu 7:9-17

• [Why 7:9] Beautiful Robes

  We shall walk with Him in white, In that country pure and bright, Where shall enter naught that may defile; Where the day-beam ne’er declines, For the blessèd light that shines Is the glory of a Savior’s smile. Refrain Beautiful robes, beautiful robes, Beautiful robes we then shall wear; Garments of light, lovely and bright, Walking with Jesus in white, Beautiful robes we shall wear. We shall walk with Him in white, Where faith yields to blissful sight, When the beauty of the King we see; Holding converse full and sweet, In a fellowship complete; Waking songs of holy melody. Refrain We shall walk with Him in white, By the fountains of delight, Where the Lamb His ransomed ones shall lead, For His blood shall wash each stain, Till no spot of sin remain, And the soul forevermore is freed. Refrain

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• [Why 7:9] Come, Let Us Join Our Friends Above

  Come, let us join our friends above, who have obtained the prize, And on the eagle wings of love to joys celestial rise. Let saints on earth unite to sing with those to glory gone, For all the servants of our King in earth and Heaven are one. One family we dwell in Him, one church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, the narrow stream of death; One army of the living God, to His command we bow; Part of His host have crossed the flood, and part are crossing now. Ten thousand to their endless home this solemn moment fly, And we are to the margin come, and we expect to die. His militant embodied host, with wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, and reach the heavenly land. Our old companions in distress we haste again to see, And eager long for our release, and full felicity: Even now by faith we join our hands with those that went before; And greet the blood besprinkled bands on the eternal shore. Our spirits too shall quickly join, like theirs with glory crowned, And shout to see our Captain’s sign, to hear His trumpet sound. O that we now might grasp our Guide! O that the word were given! Come, Lord of Hosts, the waves divide, and land us all in Heaven.

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• [Why 7:9] I Am On My Way To Heaven

  I am on my way to Heaven where the saints are robed in white Shouting glory, shouting glory! To that blessèd land immortal where can never come the night, Shouting glory all the way! Refrain O glory, hallelujah! I am on the way to Heaven, Shouting glory, shouting glory O glory, hallelujah! I am on the way to Heaven, Shouting glory, all the way! I am on my way to Heaven where the streets are paved with gold, Shouting glory, shouting glory! To the place of many mansions and of glories yet untold, Shouting glory all the way! Refrain I am on my way to Heaven, blessèd land of pure delight, Shouting glory, shouting glory! Where the blest of every nation are forever clothed in white, Shouting glory all the way! Refrain I am on my way to Heaven where I’ll see my Savior’s face Shouting glory, shouting glory! There I’ll sing redemption’s story, blessèd song of saving grace, Shouting glory all the way! Refrain

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• [Why 7:9] Look For Me!

  When you get to Heaven, as you surely will, If the Savior’s Name you own, After you have greeted those you love the best, Who are standing round the throne— Refrain You may look for me, for I’ll be there, I’ll be there, I’ll be there! You may look for me, for I’ll be there! Glory to His Name! When you roam with friends across the heav’nly fields, Ever finding treasures new; When you stand in rapture on some starry height, Gazing on some glorious view— Refrain When you hear them singing, round the great white throne, Songs of praise unto the Lamb; When you hear the ransomed, with their harps of gold, Shouting, “Glory to His Name!”— Refrain When you kneel in worship to the King of kings, Who has saved you by His grace; When you see that Savior Who has brought you there, And with joy behold His face— Refrain

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• [Why 7:9] Palms Of Glory

  Palms of glory, raiment bright, Crowns that never fade away, Gird and deck the saints in light, Priests, and kings, and conquerors they. Yet the conquerors bring their palms To the Lamb amidst the throne, And proclaim in joyful psalms Victory through His cross alone. Kings for harps their crowns resign, Crying, as they strike the chords, “Take the kingdom, it is Thine, King of kings, and Lord of lords.” Round the altar priests confess, If their robes are white as snow, ’Twas the Savior’s righteousness And His blood that made them so. They were mortal too like us; O, when we like them shall die, May our souls translated thus Triumph, reign, and shine on high.

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• [Why 7:9] Who The Multitudes Can Number

  Who the multitudes can number In the mansions of the blest, He can weigh the joys eternal By those ransomed ones possessed; Exiled now on earth no longer, They have gained the Home of Rest. Happily at last delivered From the mournful vale of tears, Sweet is now their recollection Of the sad and troubled years; While fulfilled in all perfection God’s eternal plan appears. They behold their tempter fallen, Bound in everlasting chain; Praising Christ their gracious Savior, All unite in joyful strain, Christ the great Reward and Portion Which adoring spirits gain. Now in shadow and in figure, Mirrored in imperfect light; Then, as we are known, our knowledge Shall be clear, unveiled, and bright; For on God’s unclouded glory We shall gaze with cleansèd sight. Then the Trinity of Persons We shall face to face behold, And the Unity of Substance Shall its mystery unfold; As the wondrous Triune Godhead We adore in bliss untold. Courage, man, be strong, be faithful, Whatsoe’er thy burden be, For unbounded are the glories Which thy sorrows work for thee; Soon the light of light forever Shall thine eyes with rapture see. God the Father, Fount of being, Thee, most Highest, we adore; God the Son, our praise and homage We present Thy throne before; Glorious Paraclete, we worship, And we bless Thee evermore.

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• [Why 7:11] Around The Throne Of God

  Around the throne of God The host angelic throngs; They spread their palms abroad, And shout perpetual songs: Him first they own, Him last and best; God ever blest, and God alone. Their golden crowns they fling Before His throne of light, And strike the rapturous string, Unceasing, day and night: “Earth, Heav’n, and sea, Thy praise declare; For Thine they are, and Thine shall be. “O holy, holy, Lord, Creation’s sovereign King! Thy majesty adored Let all creation sing; Who wast, and art, and art to be; Nor time shall see Thy sway depart. “Great are Thy works of praise, O God of boundless might; All just and true Thy ways, Thou King of saints, in light: Let all above, and all below, Conspire to show Thy power and love. “Who shall not fear Thee, Lord, And magnify Thy Name? Thy judgments, sent abroad, Thy holiness proclaim: Nations shall throng from every shore, And all adore in one loud song.” While thus the powers on high Their swelling chorus raise, Let earth and man reply, And echo back the praise: His glory own, first, last and best; God ever blest, and God alone.

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• [Why 7:11] Father, Before Thy Throne Of Light

  Father, before Thy throne of light The guardian angels bend, And ever in Thy presence bright Their psalms adoring blend; And casting down each golden crown, Beside the crystal sea, With voice and lyre, in happy quire, Hymn glory, Lord, to Thee. And as the rainbow luster falls Athwart their glowing wings, While seraph unto seraph calls, And each Thy goodness sings; So may we feel, as low we kneel To pray Thee for Thy grace, That Thou art here for all who fear The brightness of Thy face. Here, where the angels see us come To worship day by day, Teach us to seek our heav’nly home, And love Thee e’en as they; Teach us to raise our notes of praise, With them Thy love to own, That childhood’s flower and manhood’s power Be Thine, and Thine alone.

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• [Why 7:11] Our Day Of Praise Is Done

  Our day of praise is done; The evening shadows fall; But pass not from us with the sun, True Light that lightenest all. Around the throne on high, Where night can never be, The white robed harpers of the sky Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee. Too faint our anthems here; Too soon of praise we tire; But O the strains, how full and clear, Of that eternal choir! Yet, Lord, to Thy dear will If Thou attune the heart, We in Thine angels’ music still May bear our lower part. ’Tis Thine each soul to calm, Each wayward thought reclaim, And make our life a daily psalm Of glory to Thy Name. A little while, and then Shall come the glorious end; And songs of angels and of men In perfect praise shall blend.

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• [Why 7:11] Ye Angels Who Stand Round The Throne

  Ye angels who stand round the throne, And view my Immanuel’s face, In rapturous songs make Him known; O tune your soft harps to His praise. He formed you the spirits you are, So happy, so noble, so good; While others sank down in despair, Confirmed by His power, you stood. Ye saints who stand nearer than they, And cast your bright crowns at His feet, His grace and His glory display, And all His rich mercy repeat: He snatched you from hell and the grave, He ransomed from death and despair; For you He was mighty to save, Almighty to bring you safe there. O when will the period appear When I shall unite in your song? I’m weary of lingering here, And I to your Savior belong; I’m fettered and chained up in clay, I struggle and pant to be free; I long to be soaring away, My God and my Savior to see. I want to put on my attire, Washed white in the blood of the Lamb; I want to be one with your choir, And tune my sweet harp to His Name. I want—O I want to be there, Where sorrow and sin bid adieu, Your joy and your friendship to share, To wonder and worship with you.

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• [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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• [Why 7:17] All The Way My Savior Leads Me

  All the way my Savior leads me; What have I to ask beside? Can I doubt His tender mercy, Who through life has been my Guide? Heav’nly peace, divinest comfort, Here by faith in Him to dwell! For I know, whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well; For I know, whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well. All the way my Savior leads me, Cheers each winding path I tread; Gives me grace for every trial, Feeds me with the living Bread. Though my weary steps may falter, And my soul athirst may be, Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! A spring of joy I see; Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! A spring of joy I see. All the way my Savior leads me O the fullness of His love! Perfect rest to me is promised In my Father’s house above. When my spirit, clothed immortal, Wings its flight to realms of day This my song through endless ages— Jesus led me all the way; This my song through endless ages— Jesus led me all the way.

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• [Why 7:17] At The Breaking Of The Day

  Oh, how oft amid our labor Do we think of what will be When the boat shall drop its anchor In the haven o’er the sea! And our hearts, with joy expanding, From our trials look away, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Refrain At the breaking of the day, When we anchor on the shore, At the breaking of the day, When the storms of life are o’er, When our sorrow and our sighing, Like a dream will pass away, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Oh, how oft amid the conflict And the battle raging high, With a faith as clear as noonday We behold the vict’ry nigh, And we know that with the righteous We shall stand in bright array, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Refrain Endless praise to our Redeemer For His all atoning love, That prepares for us a mansion And a crown of life above, Where our eyes shall see the beauty Of the flow’rs that ne’er decay, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] Deem Not That They Are Blest Alone

  Deem not that they are blest alone Whose days a peaceful tenor keep; Th’anointed Son of God makes known A blessing for the eyes that weep. The light of smiles shall fill again The lids that overflow with tears; And weary hours of woe and pain Are promises of happier years. There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief shall bide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light. Nor let the good man’s trust depart, Though life its common gifts deny, Though with a pierced and broken heart, And spurned of men, he goes to die. For God has marked each sorrowing day, And numbered every secret tear; And heaven’s long age of bliss shall pay For all His children suffer here.

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• [Why 7:17] Gathering Out Of Tears

  Steer our bark away to the homeland, Spread the sails of hope o’er the sea; Think of all the friends that await us, When anchored safely there we shall be. Refrain Gathering out of tears into sunshine, Gathering out of labor into rest; Hear the ransomed throng shouting forth their joy in song, Gathering to the mansions of the blest. Steer our bark away to the homeland, On without a fear let us go; When the port of peace we are nearing, The blessèd harbor lights we shall know. Refrain Bright and fair the hills of the homeland, Clad in all the bloom of the spring; There to Him Who loved and redeemed us, Our joyful, joyful praise we will sing. Refrain Soft the winds that blow from the homeland, Sweet the morn that breaks on the shore; Soon we’ll meet again our beloved ones, Where sorrow’s plaintive moan comes no more. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] I Love To Sing Of Heaven

  I love to sing of Heav’n, Where white robed angels are; Where many a friend is gathered safe From fear, and toil, and care. Refrain There’ll be no sorrow there, There’ll be no sorrow there; In Heav’n above, where all is love, There’ll be no sorrow there. I love to think of Heav’n, Where my Redeemer reigns; Where rapturous songs of triumph rise, In endless, joyous strains. Refrain I love to think of Heav’n, That promised land so fair; Oh, how my raptured spirit longs To be forever there. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] Lost Chord, The

  Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease, And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys; I know not what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then, But I struck one chord of music, Like the sound of a great Amen, Like the sound of a great Amen. It flooded the crimson twilight, Like the close of an angel’s psalm, And it lay on my fevered spirit, With a touch of infinite calm, It quieted pain and sorrow, Like love overcoming strife, It seemed the harmonious echo From our discordant life, It linked all the perplexed meanings Into one perfect peace, And trembled away into silence, As if it were loth to cease; I have sought but I seek it vainly, That one lost chord divine, Which came from the soul of the organ, And entered into mine. It may be that death’s bright angel Will speak in that chord again; It may be that only in Heav’n I shall hear that great Amen. It may be that death’s bright angel Will speak in that chord again; It may be that only in Heav’n I shall hear that great Amen.

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• [Why 7:17] Loved One, Farewell

  Birds are rejoicing, O’er hill and dell; Hushed is thy voicing, Sweeter that fell. Friend of our happy days, Brother of prayer and praise, Thine own sweet music says, Loved one, farewell! Thou hast ascended, Where angels dwell; Where, earth songs ended, Heav’n’s anthems swell. Safe, all the saints among, Blest with the praising throng, Singing the new made songs, Loved one, farewell! Salvation’s story Then thou wilt tell; Triumphs of glory, Thy voice shall swell. Rest thou, oh, friend so dear, Thy precious Savior near, Where God shall wipe each tear, Loved one, farewell! Safe from thee turning, Grief’s tones will knell; Hard, hard the learning, God doeth well! Till, be it soon or late, Up, at the pearly gate, We meet, oh watch and wait, Loved one, farewell!

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• [Why 7:17] There’ll Be No Sorrow There

  There’ll be no night in Heav’n, In that blest world above; No anxious toil, no weary hours; For labor there is love. Refrain There’ll be no sorrow there, There’ll be no sorrow there, In Heav’n above, where all is love, There’ll be no sorrow there. There’ll be no grief in Heav’n, For life is one glad day, And tears are those of former things Which all have passed way. Refrain There’ll be no sin in Heav’n; Behold that blessèd throng, All holy in their spotless robes, All holy in their song. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] When Gathering Clouds Around I View

  When gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On Him I lean, who not in vain Experienced every human pain; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures all my tears. If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom’s narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do, Still He, who felt temptation’s power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. If wounded love my bosom swell, Deceived by those I prized too well, He shall His pitying aid bestow, Who felt on earth severer woe, At once betrayed, denied, or fled, By those who shared His daily bread. If vexing thoughts within me rise And, sore dismayed, my spirit dies, Still He, who once vouchsafed to bear The sickening anguish of despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. When, sorrowing, o’er some stone I bend, Which covers what was once a friend, And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while, Thou, Savior, mark’st the tears I shed, For Thou didst weep o’er Lazarus dead. And O, when I have safely past, Through every conflict but the last; Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, for Thou hast died; Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear way.

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• [Why 13:8] I Thirst, Thou Wounded Lamb Of God

  I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God, To wash me in Thy cleansing blood, To dwell within Thy wounds; then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. Take this poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all but Thee! Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. How blest are they who still abide, Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side; Who life and strength from thence derive, And by Thee move, and in Thee live. What are our works, but sin and death, Till Thou Thy quickening Spirit breathe? Thou giv’st the power Thy grace to move; O wondrous grace! O boundless love! How can it be, Thou heavenly King, That Thou shouldst us to glory bring; Make slaves the partners of Thy throne, Decked with a never-failing crown? Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o’erflow, Our words are lost; nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside, My Lord, my Love, is crucified! Ah! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders Thou hast wrought; Unloose our stammering tongues to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable. First-born of many brethren, Thou! To Thee, lo! all our souls we bow, To Thee our hearts and hands we give, Thine may we die, Thine may we live!

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• [Why 13:8] O Thou, Before The World Began

  O Thou, before the world began, Ordained a sacrifice for man, And by th’eternal Spirit made An Offering for the sinner’s stead; Our everlasting Priest art Thou, Pleading Thy death for sinners now. Thy offering still continues new Before the righteous Father’s view; Thyself the Lamb for ever slain, Thy priesthood doth unchanged remain; Thy years, O God, can never fail, Nor Thy blest work within the veil. O that our faith may never move, But stand unshaken as Thy love! Sure evidence of things unseen, Now let it pass the years between, And view Thee bleeding on the tree, My Lord, my God, who dies for me.

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