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Lukas 2:40

• [Luk 2:40] By Cool Siloam’s Shady Rill

  By cool Siloam’s shady rill How fair the lily grows! How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, Of Sharon’s dewy rose! Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod, Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. By cool Siloam’s shady rill The lily must decay; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away. And soon, too soon, the wintry hour Of man’s maturer age Will shake the soul with sorrow’s power And stormy passion’s rage. O Thou Whose infant feet were found Within Thy Father’s shrine, Whose years with changeless virtue crowned, Were all alike divine. Dependent on Thy bounteous breath, We seek Thy grace alone, In childhood, manhood, age, and death To keep us still Thine own.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 2:40] Jesus Was A Child Like Me

  Once Jesus was a child like me, But O, so kind and true; His ever watchful eye can see The very things I do. Refrain Yes, Jesus was a child like me, But O, so pure and true; My blessèd Savior He will be, If I but love Him, too. He played upon the village street, In such a pleasant way; And ran with glad and willing feet, His parents to obey. Refrain I want to be His little child, And more like Him to grow; And ever truthful, good and mild, Because He loves me so. Refrain And now to Jesus I will pray, To pardon me from sin; And if I serve Him every day, His blessing I shall win. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:40] What Wisdom, Majesty And Grace

  What wisdom, majesty and grace Through all the Gospel shine! ’Tis God that speaks, and we confess The doctrine most divine. Down from His starry throne on high, Th’almighty Savior comes; Lays His bright robes of glory by, And feeble flesh assumes. The mighty debt that sinners owed, Upon the cross He pays; Then through the clouds ascends to God, ’Midst shouts of loftiest praise. There He, our great High Priest, appears, Before His Father’s throne; Mingles His merits with our tears, And pours salvation down.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Lukas 21:27

• [Luk 21:27] Blessing And Honor And Glory And Power

  Blessing and honor and glory and power, Wisdom and riches and strength evermore Give ye to Him Who our battle hath won Whose are the kingdom, the crown, and the throne. Into the heav’n of the heav’ns hath He gone, Sitteth He now in the joy of the throne, Weareth He now of the kingdom the crown, Singeth He now the new song with His own. Soundeth the Heaven of the heavens with His Name; Ringeth the earth with His glory and fame; Ocean and mountain, stream, forest, and flower Echo His praises and tell of His power. Past are the darkness, the storm, and the war, Come is the radiance, that sparkles afar, Breaketh the gleam of the day without end, Riseth the Sun that shall never descend. Ever ascendeth the song and the joy; Ever descendeth the love from on high; Blessing and honor and glory and praise, This is the theme of the hymns that we raise. Life of all life, and true Light of all light, Star of the dawning unchangingly bright, Sun of the Salem whose light is the Lamb, Theme of the ever new, ever glad psalm! Give we the glory and praise to the Lamb; Take we the robe and the harp and the palm; Sing we the song of the Lamb that was slain, Dying in weakness, but rising to reign.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 21:27] Eternal Rest

  Time’s clock is striking the hour, Jesus will soon descend, Clothed in the garments of power, The reign of sin to end. Then will this anthem be ringing Like to a mighty flood, Then ’round the throne we’ll be singing, Glory and praise to God. Refrain Glory, glory to God! Thus will the ransomed sing; Glory, glory to God, The everlasting King! Praise Him, alleluia! To that eternal sphere We are waiting For our translating; The time is near. In those bright mansions supernal, Death cannot enter there; Ages on ages eternal His likeness we shall bear. There will the once brokenhearted Rest in the spirit know; Sorrow forever departed, Gladness shall overflow. Refrain Sighing forever is ended, Foes shall oppress no more; Voices in worship are blended To Him Whom all adore. Bathed in the light soft and tender, Sealed for eternity, Praise to the Lamb we will render— Worthy of praise is He. Refrain Beautiful, wonderful story! Jesus Himself the Light; There in the kingdom of glory Never shall fall the night. Now I am singing of heaven, While here I wage the strife; Then will the victors be given Crowns of eternal life. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 21:27] Hope Of The Ages, The

  Jesus comes, He comes in glory, Echoes through the ages hoary Blessèd hope and thrilling story, Hallelujah! Jesus comes! Refrain Hope of all the ages past, King of kings, He comes at last. Up, ye saints of God awaking! See the morning light is breaking! Hallelujah! Jesus comes! Jesus comes, the dead are waking, Earth with mortal pangs is quaking; Stars are falling, heavens shaking, Hallelujah! Jesus comes! Refrain Jesus comes, in clouds descending, Sins restraining, sorrow ending, Broken ties forever mending, Hallelujah! Jesus comes! Refrain Jesus comes, all things restoring, Cry aloud, His grace imploring, Bow the knee, the King adoring, Hallelujah! Jesus comes! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 21:27] When Jesus Comes In Glory

  When Jesus comes in glory, As Lord and King of kings, O what a wondrous story The blessèd Bible brings; His face will shine like sunlight, His head be white as snow, His eyes like flaming firelight, His feet like brass aglow. His voice like rushing waters Will reach with mighty sound Into the deepest quarters Of all creation round; And at this wondrous greeting The dead in Christ shall rise, Their Lord and Savior meeting, In glory to the skies. And we who are believing, And His appearing love, Shall know we are receiving His glory from above; His resurrection power Will raise us to the place Where we that wondrous hour Shall see Him face to face. O hasten Thine appearing, Thou Bright and Morning Star! Lord, may we soon be hearing The trumpet sound afar; Thy people are all yearning To be Thy raptured bride, And at Thine own returning Be caught up at Thy side.

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  source: Cyberhymnal