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Lukas 10:7

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Lukas 15:12

Lukas 23:7

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Lukas 8:16

• [Luk 8:16] Someone Is Looking To You

  Let your light shine wherever you go, Someone is looking to you! Brighter each day let it gleam and glow, Someone is looking to you! Refrain Looking to you, yes, looking to you! Let your light shine the darkness through; O be faithful, be loyal, and true, For someone is looking to you! Someone is groping his way to God, Someone is looking to you! Following on where your feet have trod, Someone is looking to you! Refrain Someone your counsel will surely take, Someone is looking to you! And by your life his decision make, Someone is looking to you! Refrain Someone has almost accepted Him, Someone is looking to you! And may be lost if your light grows dim, Someone is looking to you! Refrain

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• [Luk 8:16] Tell It Again

  Into the tent where a gypsy boy lay, Dying alone at the close of the day, News of salvation we carried; said he: “Nobody ever has told it to me!” Refrain Tell it again! Tell it again! Salvation’s story repeat o’er and o’er. Till none can say of the children of men, “Nobody ever has told me before.” “Did He so love me, a poor little boy? Send unto me the good tidings of joy? Need I not perish? My hand will He hold? Nobody ever the story has told!” Refrain Bending we caught the last words of his breath, Just as he entered the valley of death: “God sent His Son! ‘Whosoever,’ said He: Then I am sure that He sent Him for me!” Refrain Smiling he said, as his last sigh he spent, “I am so glad that for me He was sent!” Whispered, while low sunk the sun in the west, “Lord, I believe, tell it now to the rest!” Refrain

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Lukas 13:24

• [Luk 13:24] Strive Aright When God Doth Call

  Strive aright when God doth call thee, When He draws thee by His grace, Cast off all that would enthrall thee, And deter thee from the race. Wrestle, till thy zeal is burning And thy love is glowing warm, All that earth can give thee spurning, Half love will not bide the storm. Perfect truth will love to follow Watchfully our Master’s ways; Seeks not comfort poor and hollow, Looks not for reward or praise. Soldiers of the cross, take courage! Watch and war ’mid fear and pain; Daily conquering sin and sorrow, Till our King o’er earth shall reign.

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Lukas 14:15

• [Luk 14:15] Come, Sinners, To The Gospel Feast

  Come, sinners, to the Gospel feast; Let every soul be Jesus’ guest. Ye need not one be left behind, For God hath bid all humankind. Sent by my Lord, on you I call; The invitation is to all. Come, all the world! Come, sinner, thou! All things in Christ are ready now. Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed, Ye restless wanderers after rest; Ye poor, and maimed, and sick, and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find. Come, and partake the Gospel feast; Be saved from sin; in Jesus rest; O taste the goodness of your God, And eat His flesh, and drink His blood! You vagrant souls, on you I call; (O that my voice could reach you all!) You all may now be justified, You all may live, for Christ hath died. My message as from God receive; Ye all may come to Christ and live. O let His love your hearts constrain, Nor permit Him to die in vain. His love is mighty to compel; His conquering love consent to feel, Yield to His love’s resistless power, And fight against your God no more. See Him set forth before your eyes, That precious, bleeding Sacrifice! His offered benefits embrace, And freely now be saved by grace. This is the time, no more delay! This is the Lord’s accepted day. Come thou, this moment, at His call, And live for Him Who died for all. Jesus to you His fullness brings, A feast of marrow and fat things. Do not begin to make excuse, Ah! do not you His grace refuse. Your grounds forsake, your oxen quit, Your every earthly thought forget, Seek not the comforts of this life, Nor sell your Savior for a wife. “Have me excused,” why will ye say? Why will ye for damnation pray? Have you excused—from joy and peace! Have you excused—from happiness: Excused from coming to a feast! Excused from being Jesus’ guest! From knowing now your sins forgiven, From tasting here the joys of Heaven. Excused, alas! why should you be From health, and life, and liberty, From entering into glorious rest, From leaning on your Savior’s breast? Sinners my gracious Lord receives, Harlots, and publicans, and thieves; Drunkards, and all ye hellish crew, I have a message now to you. The worst unto My supper press, Monsters of daring wickedness, Tell them My grace for all is free. They cannot be too bad for Me.

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• [Luk 14:15] King Of Heav’n His Table Spreads, The

  The King of Heav’n His table spreads, And blessings crown the board; Not paradise, with all its joys, Could such delight afford. Pardon and peace to dying men, And endless life are giv’n, Through the rich blood that Jesus shed To raise our souls to Heav’n. Ye hungry poor, that long have strayed In sin’s dark mazes, come: Come from the hedges and highways And grace shall find you room. Millions of souls, in glory now, Were fed and feasted here; And millions more, still on the way, Around the board appear. Yet is His house and heart so large, That millions more may come; Nor could the wide assembling world O’erfill the spacious room. All things are ready, come away, Nor weak excuses frame; Crowd to your places at the feast; And bless the Founder’s Name.

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