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Yohanes 14:16

• [Yoh 14:16] Blessed Quietness

  Joys are flowing like a river, Since the Comforter has come; He abides with us forever, Makes the trusting heart His home. Refrain Blessèd quietness, holy quietness, What assurance in my soul! On the stormy sea, He speaks peace to me, How the billows cease to roll! Bringing life and health and gladness, All around this heav’nly Guest, Banished unbelief and sadness, Changed our weariness to rest. Refrain Like the rain that falls from Heaven, Like the sunlight from the sky, So the Holy Ghost is given, Coming on us from on high. Refrain See, a fruitful field is growing, Blessèd fruit of righteousness; And the streams of life are flowing In the lonely wilderness. Refrain What a wonderful salvation, Where we always see His face! What a perfect habitation, What a quiet resting place! Refrain

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• [Yoh 14:16] Blest Comforter Divine

  Blest Comforter divine, Whose rays of heav’nly love Amid our gloom and darkness shine, And guide our souls above; Thou, who with still small voice Dost stop the sinner’s way, And bid the mourning saint rejoice, Though earthly joys decay; Thou, whose inspiring breath Can make the cloud of care, And e’en the gloomy vale of death, A smile of glory wear; Thou, who dost fill the heart With love to all our race; Blest Comforter, to us impart The blessings of Thy grace.

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• [Yoh 14:16] Come, Holy Ghost, Creator Blest

  Come, Holy Ghost, Creator blest, Vouchsafe within our souls to rest; Come with Thy grace and heav’nly aid, And fill the hearts which Thou hast made. To Thee, the Comforter, we cry; To Thee, the Gift of God most high; The Fount of life, the Fire of love, The soul’s Anointing from above. The sev’nfold gifts of grace are Thine; O Finger of the Hand Divine; True Promise of the Father Thou, Who dost the tongue with speech endow. Thy light to every sense impart, And shed Thy love in every heart; Thy own unfailing might supply To strength our infirmity.

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• [Yoh 14:16] Come Holy Ghost, Eternal God

  Come, Holy Ghost, eternal God, Proceeding from above, Both from the Father and the Son, The God of peace and love; Visit our minds, into our hearts Thy heav’nly grace inspire; That truth and godliness we may Pursue with full desire. Thou in Thy gifts art manifold; By them Christ’s Church doth stand; In faithful hearts Thou writ’st Thy law, The finger of God’s hand. According to Thy promise, Lord, Thou givest speech with grace, That through Thy help God’s praises may Resound in every place. O Holy Ghost, into our minds Send down Thy heav’nly light; Kindle our hearts with fervent zeal To serve God day and night. Our weakness strengthen and confirm, For, Lord, Thou know’st us frail; That neither devil, world, nor flesh, Against us may prevail. Put back our enemy from us, And help us to obtain Peace in our hearts with God and man— The best, the truest gain; Of strife and of dissension Dissolve, O Lord, the bands, And knit the knots of peace and love Throughout all Christian lands. Grant us the grace that we may know The Father of all might, That we of His belovèd Son May gain the blissful sight; And that we may with perfect faith Ever acknowledge Thee, The Spirit of Father, and of Son, One God in Persons Three. To God the Father laud and praise, And to His blessèd Son, And to the Holy Spirit of grace, Co-equal Three in One.

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• [Yoh 14:16] Come, O Come, Thou Quickening Spirit

  Come, O come, Thou quickening Spirit, God from all eternity! May Thy power never fail us; Dwell within us constantly. Then shall truth and life and light Banish all the gloom of night. Grant our hearts in fullest measure Wisdom, counsel, purity, That we ever may be seeking Only that which pleaseth Thee. Let Thy knowledge spread and grow, Working error’s overthrow. Show us, Lord, the path of blessing; When we trespass on our way, Cast, O Lord, our sins behind Thee, And be with us day by day. Should we stray, O Lord, recall; Work repentance when we fall. With our spirit bear Thou witness That we are the sons of God Who rely upon Him solely When we pass beneath the rod; For we know, as children should, That the cross is for our good. Prompt us, Lord, to come before Him With a childlike heart to pray; Sigh in us, O Holy Spirit, When we know not what to say. Then our prayer is not in vain, And our faith new strength shall gain. If our soul can find no comfort, If despondency grows strong, And the heart cries out in anguish, “Oh my God, how long, how long?” Comfort then our aching breast, Grant it courage, patience, rest. Holy Spirit, strong and mighty, Thou Who makest all things new, Make Thy work within us perfect And the evil foe subdue. Grant us weapons for the strife And with victory crown our life. Guard, O God, our faith forever; Let not Satan, death or shame Ever part us from our Savior; Lord our refuge is Thy Name. Though our flesh cry ever: Nay! Be Thy Word to us still Yea! And when life’s frail thread is breaking, Then assure us more and more, As the heirs of life unending, Of the glory there in store, Glory never yet expressed, Glory of the saints at rest.

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• [Yoh 14:16] Come, O Creator Spirit Blest

  Come, O Creator Spirit blest, And in our souls take up Thy rest; Come, with Thy grace and heavenly aid, To fill the hearts which Thou hast made. Great Comforter, to Thee we cry; O highest gift of God most high, O Fount of life, O Fire of love, And sweet anointing from above! The sacred sevenfold grace is Thine, Dread finger of the hand divine; The promise of the Father Thou, Who dost the tongue with power endow. Kindle our senses from above, And make our hearts o’erflow with love; With patience firm, and virtue high, The weakness of our flesh supply. Far from us drive the foe we dread, And grant us Thy true peace instead; So shall we not, with Thee for guide, Turn from the path of life aside. O may Thy grace on us bestow The Father and the Son to know, And evermore to hold confessed Thyself of each the Spirit blest.

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• [Yoh 14:16] Come, Thou Holy Spirit, Come

  Come, Thou Holy Spirit, come! And from Thy celestial home Shed a ray of light divine! Come, Thou Father of the poor! Come, Thou Source of all our store! Come, within our bosoms shine! Thou, of comforters the best; Thou, the soul’s most welcome Guest; Sweet refreshment here below; In our labor, rest most sweet; Grateful coolness in the heat; Solace in the midst of woe. O most blessèd Light divine, Shine within these hearts of Thine, And our inmost being fill! Where Thou art not, man hath naught, Nothing good in deed or thought, Nothing free from taint of ill. Heal our wounds, our strength renew; On our dryness pour Thy dew; Wash the stains of guilt away; Bend the stubborn heart and will; Melt the frozen, warm the chill; Guide the steps that go astray. On the faithful, who adore And confess Thee, evermore In Thy sev’nfold gift descend; Give them virtue’s sure reward Give them Thy salvation, Lord; Give them joys that never end.

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• [Yoh 14:16] Come To Our Poor Nature’s Night

  Come to our poor nature’s night, With Thy blessèd inward light, Holy Ghost, the Infinite, Comforter Divine. We are sinful—cleanse us, Lord; Sick and faint—Thy strength afford; Lost—until by Thee restored, Comforter Divine. Orphans are our souls, and poor; Give us from Thy heavenly store Faith, love, joy for evermore, Comforter Divine. Like the dew Thy peace distil; Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter Divine. Gentle, awful, holy Guest, Make Thy temple in each breast; There Thy presence be confessed, Comforter divine. With us, for us, intercede, And, with voiceless groanings, plead Our unutterable need, Comforter Divine. In us “Abba, Father!” cry, Earnest of the bliss on high, Seal of immortality, Comforter Divine. Search for us the depths of God; Upwards by the starry road, Bear us to Thy high abode, Comforter Divine.

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• [Yoh 14:16] Comforter Has Come, The

  O spread the tidings ’round, wherever man is found, Wherever human hearts and human woes abound; Let ev’ry Christian tongue proclaim the joyful sound: The Comforter has come! Refrain The Comforter has come, the Comforter has come! The Holy Ghost from Heav’n, the Father’s promise giv’n; O spread the tidings ’round, wherever man is found— The Comforter has come! The long, long night is past, the morning breaks at last, And hushed the dreadful wail and fury of the blast, As o’er the golden hills the day advances fast! The Comforter has come! Refrain Lo, the great King of kings, with healing in His wings, To ev’ry captive soul a full deliverance brings; And through the vacant cells the song of triumph rings; The Comforter has come! Refrain O boundless love divine! How shall this tongue of mine To wond’ring mortals tell the matchless grace divine— That I, a child of hell, should in His image shine! The Comforter has come! Refrain Sing till the echoes fly above the vaulted sky, And all the saints above to all below reply, In strains of endless love, the song that ne’er will die: The Comforter has come! Refrain

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• [Yoh 14:16] Holy Ghost, Dispel Our Sadness

  Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness; Pierce the clouds of nature’s night; Come, great Source of joy and gladness, Breathe Your life, and spread Your light. From the height which knows no measure, As a gracious shower descend, Bringing down the richest treasure Man can wish, or God can send. Author of the new creation, Come with blessing and with power. Make our hearts your habitation; On our souls Your graces shower. Hear, O hear our supplication, Blessèd Spirit, God of peace! Rest upon this congregation, With the fullness of Your grace.

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• [Yoh 14:16] Holy Spirit, Come And Shine

  Holy Spirit, come and shine Sweetly in this heart of mine, With Thy heavenly love and light; Come, Thou Father of the poor, Come, Thou Giver, great and sure; Come, and make my spirit bright! Best of all my helpers, Thou! Dearest Guest that I can know, Freshest Draught that I can find: In my labor Thou art Peace, Thou dost bid my fever cease, To my sorrows Thou art kind. O Thou blessèd Light of Light, Fill Thou every secret height In Thy servant’s waiting soul! Save for this, Thy heavenly aid, Man would be for nothing made; Not a sin could he control. Cleanse Thou every sordid place Soften harshness by Thy grace, Heal the wounds I feel within; Bend the stubborn will to Thine, Cheer the thoughts that droop and pine— Rule whatever turns to sin! Give to them that faithful be Everlasting trust in Thee, All Thy sevenfold gifts bestow; Give to virtue her reward, Give us safety in our Lord, Give what joy immortals know!

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• [Yoh 14:16] O Comforter, Gentle And Tender

  O Comforter, gentle and tender, O holy and heavenly Dove; We’re yielding our hearts in surrender, We’re waiting Thy fullness to prove. Refrain We’re waiting, we’re waiting For Thee, O heavenly Dove; We’re yielding our hearts to surrender, We’re waiting Thy fullness to prove. Come strong as the wind o’er the ocean, Or soft as the breathing of morn, Subduing our spirit’s commotion And cheering when hearts are forlorn. Refrain O come as the heart searching fire, O come as the sin cleansing flood; Consume us with holy desire, And fill with the fullness of God. Refrain Anoint us with gladness and healing; Baptize us with pow’r from on high; O come with Thy filling and sealing, While low at Thy footstool we lie. Refrain

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• [Yoh 14:16] Waiting On The Lord

  Waiting on the Lord, for the promise given; Waiting on the Lord, to send from Heaven; Waiting on the Lord, by our faith receiving; Waiting in the upper room. Refrain The power! the power! Gives vict’ry over sin, and purity within; The power! the power! The pow’r they had at Pentecost. Waiting on the Lord, giving all to Jesus; Waiting on the Lord, till from sin He frees us; Waiting on the Lord for the heav’nly breezes; Waiting in the upper room. Refrain Waiting on the Lord, longing to mount higher; Waiting on the Lord, having great desire; Waiting on the Lord, for the heav’nly fire; Waiting in the upper room. Refrain

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Roma 8:34

• [Rm 8:34] Arise, My Soul, Arise

  Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears; The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears: Before the throne my surety stands, Before the throne my surety stands, My name is written on His hands. He ever lives above, for me to intercede; His all redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead: His blood atoned for all our race, His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. Five bleeding wounds He bears; received on Calvary; They pour effectual prayers; they strongly plead for me: “Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry, “Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry, “Nor let that ransomed sinner die!” The Father hears Him pray, His dear anointed One; He cannot turn away, the presence of His Son; His Spirit answers to the blood, His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. My God is reconciled; His pardoning voice I hear; He owns me for His child; I can no longer fear: With confidence I now draw nigh, With confidence I now draw nigh, And “Father, Abba, Father,” cry.

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• [Rm 8:34] Father, See Thy Children

  Father, see Thy children bending at Thy throne, Pleading here the Passion of Thine only Son, Pleading here before Thee all His dying love, As He pleads it ever in the courts above. Not for our wants only we this Offering plead, But for all Thy children, who Thy mercy need; Bless Thy faithful people, win Thy wandering sheep, Keep the souls departed who in Jesus sleep.
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• [Rm 8:34] I Am Not Skilled To Understand

  I am not skilled to understand What God hath willed, what God hath planned; I only know at His right hand Is One Who is my Savior! I take Him at His word indeed; “Christ died for sinners”—this I read; For in my heart I find a need Of Him to be my Savior! That He should leave His place on high And come for sinful man to die, You count it strange? So once did I, Before I knew my Savior! And oh, that He fulfilled may see The travail of His soul in me, And with His work contented be, As I with my dear Savior! Yea, living, dying, let me bring My strength, my solace from this Spring; That He Who lives to be my King Once died to be my Savior!

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• [Rm 8:34] John In Vision Saw The Day

  John in vision saw the day When the Judge will hasten down; Heav’n and earth shall flee away From the terror of His frown: Dead and living, small and great, Raised from the earth and sea; At His bar shall hear their fate, What will then become of me? Can I bear His awful looks? Shall I stand in judgment then, When I see the opened books, Written by th’ Almighty’s pen? If He to remembrance bring, And expose to public view, Every work and secret thing, Ah, my soul, what canst thou do? When the list shall be produced Of the talents I enjoyed; Means and mercies, how abused! Time and strength, how misemployed! Conscience then, compelled to read, Must allow the charge is true; Say, my soul, what canst thou plead In that hour, what wilt thou do? But the book of life I see, May my name be written there! Then from guilt and danger free, Glad I’ll meet Him in the air: That’s the book I hope to plead, ’Tis the Gospel opened wide; Lord, I am a wretch indeed! I have sinned, but Thou hast died. Now my soul knows what to do; Thus I shall with boldness stand, Numbered with the faithful few, Owned and saved, at Thy right hand: If Thou help a foolish worm To believe Thy promise now; Justice will at last confirm What Thy mercy wrought below.

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• [Rm 8:34] O Show Me Not My Savior Dying

  O show me not my Savior dying, As on the cross He bled; Nor in the tomb, a captive lying, For He has left the dead. Then bid me not that form extended For my Redeemer own, Who, to the highest heavens ascended, In glory fills the throne. Weep not for Him at Calvary’s station, Weep only for thy sins; View where He lay with exultation, ’Tis there our hope begins. Yet stay not there, thy sorrows feeding, Amid the scenes He trod; Look up, and see Him interceding At the right hand of God. Still in the shameful cross I glory, Where His dear blood was spilt: His shameful cross, set forth before me, Hath canceled all my guilt. Yet what, ’mid conflict and temptation, Shall strength and honor give? He lives, the Captain of Salvation, Therefore His servants live. By death, He death’s dark king defeated, And overcame the grave: Rising, the triumph He completed; He lives, he reigns to save. Heaven’s happy myriads bow before Him: He comes, the Judge of men: These eyes shall see Him, and adore Him, Lord Jesus, own me then.

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