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Yohanes 20:11-18

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Yohanes 20:1

• [Yoh 20:1] Mary To Her Savior’s Tomb

  Mary to her Savior’s tomb Hasted at the early dawn; Spice she brought, and sweet perfume, But the Lord, the Loved, was gone. For awhile she weeping stood, Struck with sorrow and surprise; Shedding tears, a plenteous flood, For her heart supplied her eyes. Jesus, who is always near, Though too often unperceived Came, His drooping child to cheer, And inquired, Why she grieved? Though at first she knew Him not, When He called her by her name, Then her griefs were all forgot, For she found He was the same. Grief and sighing quickly fled When she heard His welcome voice; Just before she thought Him dead, Now He bids her heart rejoice: What a change His Word can make, Turning darkness into day! You who weep for Jesus’ sake; He will wipe your tears away. He Who came to comfort her, When she thought her all was lost; Will for your relief appear, Though you now are tempest-tossed: On His Word your burden cast, On His love your thoughts employ; Weeping for awhile may last, But the morning brings the joy.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yohanes 20:11-18

• [Yoh 20:15] In The Garden

  I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear falling on my ear The Son of God discloses. Refrain And He walks with me, and He talks with me, And He tells me I am His own; And the joy we share as we tarry there, None other has ever known. He speaks, and the sound of His voice, Is so sweet the birds hush their singing, And the melody that He gave to me Within my heart is ringing. Refrain I’d stay in the garden with Him Though the night around me be falling, But He bids me go; through the voice of woe His voice to me is calling. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yoh 20:15] Morning Red

  Morning red, morning red, Now the shadows all are fled; Now the Sabbath’s cloudless glory, Tells anew the wondrous story, Christ is risen from the dead. All around, all around, Solemn silence reigned profound; When, with blaze and sudden thunder, Angels burst the tomb asunder, And the Savior was unbound. Forth He came! Forth He came! Robed in white, celestial flame! Mary, at the empty prison, Knew not her Redeemer risen Till He called her by her name. Morning red! Morning red! Christ is risen from the dead! Still He walketh in the garden, Speaking words of love and pardon. Though the crown is on His head.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 16:9

• [Mrk 16:9] Happy Magdalene, To Whom

  Happy Magdalene, to whom Christ the Lord vouchsafed t’appear! Newly risen from the tomb, Would He first be seen by her? Her by seven devils possessed, Till His Word the fiends expelled; Quenched the hell within her breast, All her sins and sickness healed. Yes, to her the Master came, First His welcome voice she hears: Jesus calls her by her name, He the weeping sinner cheers, Lets her the dear task repeat, While her eyes again run o’er; Lets her wash His bleeding feet, Kiss them, and with joy adore. Highly favored soul! To her Farther still His grace extends, Raises the glad messenger, Sends her to His drooping friends; Tidings of their living Lord First in her report they find: She must spread the Gospel word, Teach the teachers of mankind. Who can now presume to fear? Who despair his Lord to see? Jesus, wilt Thou not appear, Show Thyself alive to me? Yea, my God, I dare not doubt, Thou shalt all my sins remove; Thou hast cast a legion out, Thou wilt perfect me in love. Surely Thou hast called me now! Now I hear the voice divine, At Thy wounded feet I bow, Wounded for whose sins but mine! I have nailed Him to the tree, I have sent Him to the grave: But the Lord is ris’n for me, Hold of Him by faith I have. Here for ever I would lie, Didst Thou not Thy servant raise, Send me forth to testify All the wonders of Thy grace. Lo! I at Thy bidding go, Gladly to Thy followers tell They their rising God may know, They the life of Christ may feel. Hear, ye brethren of the Lord, (Such as He vouchsafes to call) O believe the Gospel word, Christ hath died, and rose for all: Turn ye from your sins to God, Haste to Galilee, and see Him, who bought Thee with His blood, Him, who rose to live in Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 16:9] Son Of The Highest, Deign To Cast

  Son of the Highest, deign to cast On us a pitying eye, Thou Who repentant Magdalene Didst call to joys on high. Thy long lost coin is stored at length In treasure house divine, The jewel from pollution cleansed Doth now the stars outshine. Jesu, the balm of every wound, The sinner’s only stay, Grant us, like Magdalene, to weep In this Thy mercy’s day. Absolve us by Thy gracious Word, Fulfill us with Thy love, And guide us through the storms of life To perfect rest above. All praise, all glory be to Thee, O everlasting Lord, Whose mercy doth our souls forgive, Whose bounty doth reward.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Lukas 8:2

• [Luk 8:2] O Daughters Blest Of Galilee

  O daughters blest of Galilee, With Jesus chose ye well to be, Thrice happy holy company. O joy, to see that Master dear! O joy, to live with Him so near! O joy, that gentle voice to hear! O more than joy, to that dear Lord, In purest, deepest love adored, All lowly service to afford. Yea, happy was your lot to bring In loyal homage to your King Each free and gracious offering. O Jesus, throned above the height, Adoring troops of angels bright Wait on Thy bidding day and night. Thy sacred form we cannot see, Yet, Lord, these hands may render Thee Each lowly act of charity. For while, ’mid want and woe we move, And tend Thy poor in gentle love, We minister to Thee above. O gracious Jesus, we confess, Our poor cold love, our nothingness: Yet Thou wilt own, and Thou wilt bless.

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  source: Cyberhymnal