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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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• [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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Lukas 24:1

• [Luk 24:1] Blest Morning, Whose Young Dawning Rays

  Blest morning, whose young dawning rays Beheld our rising God, That saw Him triumph o’er the dust, And leave His dark abode! In the cold prison of a tomb The dead Redeemer lay, Till the revolving skies had brought The third, th’appointed day. Hell and the grave unite their force To hold our God in vain; The sleeping Conqueror arose, And burst their feeble chain. To Thy great Name, almighty Lord, These sacred hours we pay; And loud hosannas shall proclaim The triumph of the day. Salvation and immortal praise To our victorious King; Let Heav’n, and earth, and rocks, and seas, With glad hosannas ring.

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• [Luk 24:1] Let Us Rise In Early Morning

  Let us rise in early morning, And, instead of ointments, bring Hymns of praises to our Master, And His Resurrection sing: We shall see the Sun of Justice Ris’n with healing on His wing, Ris’n with healing on His wing. Thy unbounded loving-kindness, They that groaned in Hades’ chain, Prisoners, from afar beholding, Hasten to the light again And to that eternal Pascha Wove the dance and raised the strain, Wove the dance and raised the strain. Go ye forth, His saints, to meet Him! Go with lamps in every hand! From the sepulcher He riseth: Ready for the Bridegroom stand: And the Pascha of salvation Hail, with His triumphant band, Hail, with His triumphant band.

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  source: Cyberhymnal