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Matius 2:5

• [Mat 2:5] Shine Calm And Bright, Ye Moonbeams Light

  Shine calm and bright, ye moonbeams light, O’er Bethle’em’s town in slumber, O’er young and old, o’er burgess bold, And guests in goodly number; For sheltered safe from winter’s frost, Well housed and warm all lie, Secure from snow in street below, And screened from frozen sky. But Babe benign! No couch is Thine, Save lowly manger stall, Where cold winds blow on Thy form divine, Who comest to save us all. The crowds who sleep in Bethle’em’s walls Both citizen and stranger, From royal blood alike have sprung, And spurn the humble manger. But all one day must wend their way, Heaving their latest sigh, To mortal doom in lonesome tomb, And in corruption lie. But Babe benign! No power malign Shall over Thee bear sway; Thy life of light in the heavens bright Shall glow in eternal day! To us, sweet Babe! Thy lowly crib Than costly couch is dearer, It seems to make Thee more our own, To bring the Godhead nearer! It seems to show Thy sympathy For human grief and pain, And makes us long to raise the song Of Noel o’er again! O Babe benign! Thy love divine Shed round us, day by day; Sweet Child of light! Be Thou our might, Our gentle King for aye!

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Matius 8:2

• [Mat 8:2] Faith In Jesus

  Gracious Lord, Thou canst make me clean; Hide not Thy face from me; Sick and faint, as the leper came, Jesus, I come to Thee. Thou canst remove the plague of sin, Washing my inmost soul; Jesus, I come with breaking heart, Help me and make me whole. Refrain Gracious Lord, Thou canst make me clean; Speak, and my soul shall live; O my faith will not let Thee go Till Thou my sin forgive. Gracious Lord, Thou canst make me clean; Weary and sad am I; Bending low at Thy sacred feet, Hear my repentant cry; Faith in Thy Word has led me here, Faith cannot plead in vain; Lord, I believe; O cleanse me now, Wash me from every stain. Refrain Gracious Lord, Thou canst make me clean; Lord, I am pleading still; Now I hear from Thy lips divine, “Child, thou hast faith—I will”; Joy to my soul, great joy has come, Mourning and tears are o’er; Sweet are Thy words of love to me, “Go thou, and sin no more.” Refrain

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Matius 8:19

• [Mat 8:19] If Jesus Goes With Me

  It may be in the valley, where countless dangers hide; It may be in the sunshine that I, in peace, abide; But this one thing I know—if it be dark or fair, If Jesus is with me, I’ll go anywhere! Refrain If Jesus goes with me, I’ll go anywhere! ’Tis Heaven to me, where’er I may be, if He is there! I count it a privilege here, His cross to bear, If Jesus goes with me, I’ll go anywhere! It may be I must carry the blessèd Word of life Across the burning deserts to those in sinful strife; And though it be my lot to bear my colors there, If Jesus goes with me, I’ll go anywhere! Refrain But if it be my portion to bear my cross at home, While others bear their burdens beyond the billow’s foam, I’ll prove my faith in Him—confess His judgments fair, If Jesus stays with me, I’ll stay anywhere! Refrain It is not mine to question the judgment of my Lord, It is but mine to follow the leadings of His Word; But if to go or stay, or whether here or there, I’ll be, with my Savior, content anywhere! Refrain

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Matius 14:17

• [Mat 14:17] Little Is Much When God Is In It

  In the harvest field now ripened There’s a work for all to do; Hark! the voice of God is calling To the harvest calling you. Refrain Little is much when God is in it! Labor not for wealth or fame. There’s a crown—and you can win it, If you go in Jesus’ Name. In the mad rush of the broad way, In the hurry and the strife, Tell of Jesus’ love and mercy, Give to them the Word of Life. Refrain Does the place you’re called to labor Seem too small and little known? It is great if God is in it, And He’ll not forget His own. Refrain Are you laid aside from service, Body worn from toil and care? You can still be in the battle, In the sacred place of prayer. Refrain When the conflict here is ended And our race on earth is run, He will say, if we are faithful, “Welcome home, My child—well done!” Refrain

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Matius 14:31

• [Mat 14:31] Dear Savior, Stretch Thy Loving Arms

  Dear Savior, stretch Thy loving arms Above the stormy sea, Where, tossed ’mid dark and angry waves, The mariner calls to Thee. Upon that fierce and angry main My poor weak bark doth ride, O what am I ’mid such strong foes Without Thee by my side? O as Thou didst on Galilee The waters calm at will, When torrents raised by evil breath The sinking ship did fill: So now in my storm shaken soul Awake with strength divine, And whisper ‘peace’ to warring winds, And let Thy glory shine. Be Thou my Pilot through the mists And storms that darkly rise, As o’er life’s vast and dangerous sea My frail bark lightly flies. With Thee my soul securely rests From evil’s blight restored; And isles of green and fragrant seas Bring peace and sweet reward.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 14:31] Somebody Came And Lifted Me

  Somebody came and lifted me Out of my sin and misery Somebody came, O who could it be, Who could it be but Jesus? Refrain Who could it be, O who could it be? Who could it be but Jesus? Who could it be, O who could it be? Who could it be but Jesus? Somebody bent so tenderly, Pleading so long and patiently, Somebody came, O who could it be, Who could it be but Jesus? Refrain Somebody whispered sweet and low, Telling me just the way to go, Somebody spoke, I listened, and lo, Who could it be but Jesus? Refrain Somebody holds my hand each day, Guiding my feet lest I should stray, Walking with Him how blessèd the way, Who could it be but Jesus? Refrain

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Matius 20:34

• [Mat 20:34] Jesus, Full Of All Compassion

  Jesus, Jesus, full of all compassion, Hear Thy humble suppliant’s cry; Let me know Thy great salvation, See, I languish, faint and die. Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelmed with helpless grief, Prostrate at Thy feet repining, Send, O send me quick relief. Whither should a wretch be flying, But to Him Who comfort gives? Whither, from the dread of dying, But to Him Who ever lives? While I view Thee, wounded, grieving, Breathless, on the cursèd tree, Fain, I’d feel my heart believing, That Thou sufferedst thus for me. With Thy righteousness and Spirit, I am more than angels blest; Heir with Thee, all things inherit, Peace, and joy, and endless rest. Saved! The deed shall spread new glory Through the shining realms above; Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptured with Thy love.

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  source: Cyberhymnal