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Matius 7:7

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Matius 6:8

• [Mat 6:8] My Father Knows

  I know my heav’nly Father knows The storms that would my way oppose; But He can drive the clouds away, And turn the darkness into day. I know my heav’nly Father knows The balm I need to soothe my woes; And with His touch of love divine He heals this wounded heart of mine. I know my heav’nly Father knows How frail I am to meet my foes; But He my cause will e’er defend, Uphold and keep me to the end. I know my heav’nly Father knows The hour my journey here will close; And may that hour, O faithful Guide, Find me safe sheltered by Thy side.

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• [Mat 6:8] Somebody Knows

  Falling in strength when oppressed by my foes, Somebody knows, somebody knows, Waiting for someone to banish my woes, Somebody knows, ’tis Jesus. Refrain Somebody knows, somebody knows, When I am tempted and tried by my foes; He is the One Who will keep me— Somebody knows—’tis Jesus. Why should I fear when the care billows roll? Somebody knows, somebody knows; When the deep shadows sweep over my soul, Somebody knows, ’tis Jesus. Refrain Wounded and helpless and sick with distress, Somebody knows, somebody knows, Longing for home and a mother’s caress, Somebody knows, ’tis Jesus. Refrain

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Matius 7:7

• [Mat 7:7] Bless This Hour Of Prayer

  Come in our midst, O gracious Lord, Unveil Thy smiling face, Distil in every waiting heart, The dew of heavenly grace; From earthly scenes we turn aside, On Thee we cast our care; We worship in Thy holy Name; O! bless this hour of prayer. Come in our midst, O gracious Lord, Thy promise we believe, That bids us seek and we shall find, Ask and we shall receive; We gather at Thy mercy seat, Our only hope is there, We plead the merits of Thy blood; O! bless this hour of prayer. Come in our midst, O gracious Lord, Eternal King of kings, And fold the children of the law Beneath Thy mighty wings; Support the weak, the mourner cheer, Help all their cross to bear; Thou Spring of joy, Thou Source of life, O! bless this hour of prayer.

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• [Mat 7:7] Come, My Soul, Thy Suit Prepare

  Come, my soul, thy suit prepare: Jesus loves to answer prayer; He Himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay; Therefore will not say thee nay. Thou art coming to a King, Large petitions with thee bring; For His grace and power are such, None can ever ask too much; None can ever ask too much. With my burden I begin: Lord, remove this load of sin; Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt; Set my conscience free from guilt. Lord, I come to Thee for rest, Take possession of my breast; There Thy blood bought right maintain, And without a rival reign; And without a rival reign. As the image in the glass Answers the beholder’s face; Thus unto my heart appear, Print Thine own resemblance there, Print Thine own resemblance there. While I am a pilgrim here, Let Thy love my spirit cheer; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey’s end; Lead me to my journey’s end. Show me what I have to do, Every hour my strength renew: Let me live a life of faith, Let me die Thy people’s death; Let me die Thy people’s death.

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• [Mat 7:7] Have You Prayed It Through?

  Have you prayed all night, till the break of day, And the morning light drove the dark away? Did you linger there, till the morning dew, In prevailing prayer, did you pray it through? Refrain Did you pray till the answer came, Did you plead in the Savior’s Name? Have you prayed all night till the morning light, Did you pray till the answer came? Did you pray it through, till the answer came? There’s a promise true for your faith to claim, At the place of prayer, Jesus waits for you, Did you meet Him there, did you pray it through? Refrain As the Master prayed in the garden lone, Let your prayer be made to the Father’s throne, If you seek His will, He will answer you, Are you trusting still, have you prayed it through? Refrain

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Filipi 4:6

• [Flp 4:6] Spend One Hour With Jesus

  Weary soul by sin oppressed, Spend one hour with Jesus; He will give your spirit rest, Spend one hour with Jesus: He has felt your grief before, Numbered all your sorrows o’er, He will ev’ry joy restore; Spend one hour with Jesus. Do you fear the gath’ring gloom? Spend one hour with Jesus; In the silent inner room, Spend one hour with Jesus: He will speak unto your soul, Make your ev’ry heartache whole, Point you to the heav’nly goal; Spend one hour with Jesus. Ev’ry need He will supply, Spend one hour with Jesus; He alone can satisfy, Spend one hour with Jesus: Oh, the mercy He will show, Oh, the grace He will bestow, Grace to conquer ev’ry foe; Spend one hour with Jesus. All along life’s stormy way, Spend one hour with Jesus; Call upon Him day by day, Spend one hour with Jesus: Tell Him all—He is your Friend, He will countless blessings send, He will keep you to the end; Spend one hour with Jesus.

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  source: Cyberhymnal