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Matius 21:23--22:46

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Matius 21:23--22:46

• [Mat 21:28] Go Work In My Vineyard

  “Go work in My vineyard,” there’s plenty to do; The harvest is great and the lab’rers are few; There’s weeding and fencing, and clearing of roots, And plowing, and sowing, and gath’ring of fruits. There are foxes to take, there are wolves to destroy, All ages and ranks I can fully employ; I’ve sheep to be tended, and lambs to be fed; The lost must be gathered, the weary ones led. Refrain Go work, go work, go work in My vineyard; there’s plenty to do; Go work, go work, the harvest is great, and the lab’rers are few. “Go work in My vineyard”; I claim thee as Mine; With blood did I buy thee and all that is thine— Thy time and thy talents, thy loftiest powers, Thy warmest affections, thy sunniest hours. I willingly yielded My kingdom for thee, The song of archangels— to hang on the tree, In pain and temptation, in anguish and shame, I paid thy full ransom; My purchase I claim Refrain “Go work in My vineyard”; oh, work while ’tis day! The bright hours of sunshine are hastening away, And night’s gloomy shadows are gathering fast; The time for our labor will ever be past. Begin in the morning and toil all the day; Thy strength I’ll supply, and thy wages I’ll pay; And blessèd, thrice blessèd, the diligent few, Who finish the labor I’ve giv’n them to do. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:28] He Set The Task For Me

  Though the work of life be lowly, Let me true and faithful be; This the thought that makes it holy— Christ has set the task for me. Refrain He has set the task for me! He has set the task for me! This the thought that makes it holy— Christ has set the task for me! Hush, O heart, thy wild ambition! Toil, O hands, in service free! Blest indeed is my condition— Christ has set the task for me. Refrain Christ, I know, will not forget me When at length the evening falls; From the place where He has set me I will answer when He calls. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:28] Missionary’s Farewell

  Far away, beyond the sea, Where the fields are bright and fair, There’s a call, a plaintive plea; I must hasten to be there. Refrain Let me go, I cannot stay, ’Tis the Master calling me; Let me go, I must obey; Native land, farewell to thee. Hark! I hear the Master say, “Up, ye reapers! why so slow?” To the vineyard far away, Earthly kindred, let me go. Refrain Just beyond the rolling tide The uplifted hand I see; Lo! the gates are open wide, And the lost are calling me. Refrain Father, mother, sister dear, I must bid you all adieu; Hark! the call is sounding clear, There’s a work for me to do. Refrain Bear me on, thou restless sea, Let the winds the canvas swell; Afric’s shore I long to see, [substitute name of country to suit] Native land, farewell, farewell. Refrain

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• [Mat 21:28] O God, Who Workest Hitherto

  O God, who workest hitherto, Working in all we see, Fain we would be, and bear, and do, As best it pleaseth Thee. The toil of brain, or heart, or hand, Is man’s appointed lot; He who Thy call can understand Will work, and murmur not. Where’er Thou sendest we will go, Nor any question ask, And what Thou biddest we will do, Whatever be the task. Our skill of hand and strength of limb Are not our own, but Thine; We link them to the work of Him Who made all life divine. Our Brother-Friend, Thy holy Son, Shared all our lot and strife; And nobly will our work be done If molded by His life.

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• [Mat 21:28] Work For Us All

  Out where the reapers are toiling Out where they earnestly call, Let us away in the morning, There is a work for us all; Lifting the vines that are drooping, Trying their bloom to renew, Bathing their leaves in a fountain Purer and sweeter than dew. Refrain Out where the reapers are toiling, Out where they earnestly call, Let us away, away in the morning, There is a work for us all. Out where the gleaners are toiling, Patiently, cheerfully still, If we are willing to labor, Here is a place we can fill; Speaking a word to the weary, Helping the weak ones along, Shedding bright sunshine around them, Cheering their hearts with a song. Refrain Out where the sheaves they are binding, Sheaves for the garner above, Go in the Name of the Master, Go in the spirit of love; Hark! He is tenderly saying, “Work in My vineyard today”; Haste, for the summer is waning, Harvest is passing away. Refrain

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• [Mat 21:41] In The Vineyard Of Our Father

  In the vineyard of our Father Daily work we find to do; Scattered fruit our hands may gather, Though we are but weak and few; Little clusters Help to fill the basket, too. Toiling early in the morning, Catching moments through the day, Nothing small or lowly scorning, So we work, and watch, and pray; Gathering gladly Free will offerings by the way. Not for selfish praise or glory, Not for objects nothing worth, But to send the blessèd story Of the Gospel o’er the earth, Telling mortals Of our Lord and Savior’s birth. Up and ever at our calling, Till in death our lips are dumb, Or till, sin’s dominion falling, Christ shall in His kingdom come, And His children Reach their everlasting home. Steadfast, then, in our endeavor, Heavenly Father, may we be; And forever, and forever, We will give the praise to Thee; Alleluia! Singing, all eternity.

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• [Mat 22:4] All Is Ready

  All is ready, the Master, said, All is ready, the feast is spread; Sweet His message of love to all, Yet how many will slight the call! Refrain Why, why, why will you die? Ask, and the Savior will freely forgive; Why, why, why will you die? Only a look, and your soul shall live. All is ready, He calleth still; Come, and welcome, whoever will; Bring your burdens of doubts and fears, Bring your sorrow, your cares and tears. Refrain Though His mercy prolongs your day, Time is precious, no more delay; Now He listens to hear your prayer, Haste the garment of praise to wear. Refrain Take the pardon His love bestows, Take the water of life that flows; Lo, He standeth beside the door: Hear the Spirit your hearts implore. Refrain

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• [Mat 22:4] All Things Are Ready

  “All things are ready,” come to the feast! Come, for the table now is spread; Ye famishing, ye weary, come, And thou shalt be richly fed. Refrain Hear the invitation, Come, “whosoever will”; Praise God for full salvation For “whosoever will.” “All things are ready,” come to the feast! Come, for the door is open wide; A place of honor is reserved For you at the Master’s side. Refrain “All things are ready,” come to the feast! Come, while He waits to welcome thee; Delay not while this day is thine, Tomorrow may never be. Refrain “All things are ready,” come to the feast! Leave ev’ry care and worldly strife; Come, feast upon the love of God, And drink everlasting life. Refrain

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• [Mat 22:4] Come, Come Away!

  Oh, list to the watchman crying: Come, come away! The arrows of death are flying: Come, come today! Refrain Come, come away! Come, come away! Jesus is gently calling: Come, come today! The Spirit of God is pleading: Come, come away! The Savior is interceding: Come, come today! Refrain The mercy of God is calling: Come, come away! How sweetly the words are falling: Come, come today! Refrain The angels of God entreat you: Come, come away! The Father Himself will meet you: Come, come today! Refrain

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• [Mat 22:4] Come, For All Things Are Ready!

  Come, for all things are ready! ’Tis a banquet of love; Here’s a free invitation from the Master above: It is written in crimson, drawn from Calvary’s flood, From the wonderful fountain of the soul cleansing blood. Refrain Oh, what fullness in Jesus! Oh, what gladness to know, Though our sins be as scarlet, He’ll make them as snow. Come, for all things are ready! Heaven’s bounty is spread; Take the cup of salvation, take the life giving bread: Come, the poor and unworthy, come, though sinful and weak; ’Tis the hungry and thirsty whom the Master doth seek. Refrain Come, for all things are ready! Here’s a robe, snowy white, Fairer far than the raiment of the angels of light: For the beauty of Jesus will thy covering be; Only ask for this garment, ’twill be given to thee. Refrain

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• [Mat 22:4] Come, For The Feast Is Spread

  Come, for the feast is spread, hark to the call; Come to the living Bread, offered to all. Come to His house of wine, low on His breast recline, All that He has is thine; come, sinner, come. Come where the fountain flows, river of life; Healing for all thy woes, doubting, and strife. Millions have been supplied; no one was e’er denied; Come to the crimson tide; come, sinner, come. Come to the throne of grace, boldly draw near; He who would win the race must tarry here. Whate’er thy want may be, here is the grace for thee, Jesus thine only plea; come, sinner, come.

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• [Mat 22:4] Hear The Word

  Come, for all is ready, and the feast is spread, Come, for Jesus offers you the living Bread, Hear His invitation, ’mid the toil and strife, Come, and take the gift of life. Refrain Hear the word, All may come, Without price, Come and take eternal life. Gospel bells are ringing, hear the echo sweet, Calling in the wand’ring to the Savior’s feet, Heed the tender message, seek the great reward, Hear the voice of Christ your Lord. Refrain Welcome, ever welcome to the feast of love, Whosoever will, may see His face above, Hark, with hallelujahs, how the high courts ring, Come, and crown the Savior King. Refrain You who know how precious is His grace so free, Take the gift of life yet more abundantly. Spread the invitation, there is room for all, Sound abroad the loving call. Refrain

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• [Mat 22:9] Where Cross The Crowded Ways Of Life

  Where cross the crowded ways of life, Where sound the cries of race and clan Above the noise of selfish strife, We hear your voice, O Son of Man. In haunts of wretchedness and need, On shadowed thresholds dark with fears, From paths where hide the lures of greed, We catch the vision of Your tears. From tender childhood’s helplessness, From woman’s grief, man’s burdened toil, From famished souls, from sorrow’s stress, Your heart has never known recoil. The cup of water given for You, Still holds the freshness of Your grace; Yet long these multitudes to view The sweet compassion of Your face. O Master, from the mountainside Make haste to heal these hearts of pain; Among these restless throngs abide; O tread the city’s streets again. Till sons of men shall learn Your love And follow where Your feet have trod, Till, glorious from Your Heaven above, Shall come the city of our God!

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• [Mat 22:32] God Of The Living, In Whose Eyes

  God of the living, in Whose eyes Unveiled Thy whole creation lies, All souls are Thine, we must not say That those are dead who pass away; From this our world of flesh set free, We know them living unto Thee. Released from earthly toil and strife, With Thee is hidden still their life; Thine are their thoughts, their works, their powers, All Thine, and yet most truly ours; For well we know, where’er they be, Our dead are living unto Thee. Not spilt like water on the ground, Not wrapped in dreamless sleep profound, Not wandering in unknown despair, Beyond Thy voice, Thine Arm, Thy care; Not left to lie like fallen tree— Not dead, but living, unto Thee. Thy Word is true, Thy will is just; To Thee we leave them, Lord, in trust; And bless Thee for the love which gave Thy Son to fill a human grave; That none might fear that world to see Where all are living unto Thee. O Breather into man of breath, O Holder of the keys of death, O Giver of the life within, Save us from death, the death of sin, That body, soul, and spirit be Forever living unto Thee.

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• [Mat 22:32] Will The Circle Be Unbroken?

  There are loved ones in the glory, Whose dear forms you often miss; When you close your earthly story, Will you join them in their bliss? Refrain Will the circle be unbroken By and by, by and by? In a better home awaiting In the sky, in the sky? In the joyous days of childhood, Oft they told of wondrous love, Pointed to the dying Savior Now they dwell with Him above. Refrain You remember songs of heaven Which you sang with childish voice, Do you love the hymns they taught you, Or are songs of earth your choice? Refrain You can picture happy gatherings Round the fireside long ago, And you think of tearful partings, When they left you here below: Refrain One by one their seats were emptied, One by one they went away; Here the circle has been broken— Will it be complete one day? Refrain

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• [Mat 22:37] Heart And Mind, Possessions, Lord

  Heart and mind, possessions, Lord, I offer unto Thee; All these were Thine, Lord; Thou didst give them all to me. Wondrous are Thy doings unto me. Plans and my thoughts and everything I ever do Are dependent on Thy will and love alone. I commit my spirit unto Thee. Heart and mind, possessions, Lord, I offer unto Thee; Thou art the Way, the Truth; Thou art the Life. Sinful, I commit myself unto Thee. Jesus Christ is filling all the heart of me. He can give me victory o’er all that threatens me. Jesus Christ is filling all my heart.

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• [Mat 22:37] O How Shall I Keep My Christmas?

  “O how shall I keep my Christmas?” My heart whispered softly to me, For I had been reading the story Of the Lord’s nativity; And slowly and clearly before me The words like pictures rise, And the scenes appear in the beauty Of the starry Syrian skies. O cradled He was in a manger! For lowly and poor was He, Whose throne is the splendors of heaven Whose pow’r is infinity; And He bore His cross to save us, To save us from death and sin, And He trod all alone the winepress To make us pure and clean. In glory the hosts of the angels Came singing His song of praise, And filling the heav’ns with their music In those wonderful old days; Singing “Glory to God in the highest!” And “peace upon earth,” And the mighty chorus of voices Pealed forth “Good will to all.” “O how shall I keep my Christmas?” As they keep it in heaven above; O keep it with peace and thanksgiving, And kindliest deed of love; And share with the poor and needy The joys which the Lord gives thee; And thy heart shall keep with the angels The Lord’s nativity.

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