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Matius 21:9

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Matius 21:9

• [Mat 21:9] All Glory, Laud And Honor

  Refrain All glory, laud and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David’s royal Son, Who in the Lord’s Name comest, The King and Blessèd One. Refrain The company of angels Are praising Thee on High, And mortal men and all things Created make reply. Refrain The people of the Hebrews With palms before Thee went; Our prayer and praise and anthems Before Thee we present. Refrain To Thee, before Thy passion, They sang their hymns of praise; To Thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise. Refrain Thou didst accept their praises; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King. Refrain Be Thou, O Lord, the Rider, And we the little ass, That to God’s holy city Together we may pass.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:9] Hosanna To The Living Lord

  Hosanna to the living Lord! Hosanna to the th’Incarnate Word! To Christ, Creator, Savior, King, Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna ring! Refrain Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! “Hosanna, Lord!” Thine angels cry; “Hosanna, Lord!” Thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound: Refrain O Savior, with protecting care, Return to this Thy house of prayer; Assembled in Thy sacred Name, Now we Thy parting promise claim: Refrain But chiefest, in our cleansèd breast, Eternal, bid Thy Spirit rest, And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee. Refrain So in the last and dreadful day, When earth and Heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:9] O King Of Glory! David’s Son!

  O King of Glory! David’s Son! Our Sovereign and our Friend! In Heav’n forever stands Thy throne, Thy kingdom hath no end: Oh now to all men, far and near, Lord, make it known, we pray, That as in Heav’n all creatures here May know Thee and obey. The Eastern sages gladly bring Their tribute-gifts to Thee; They witness that Thou art their King, And humbly bow the knee; To Thee the morning star doth lead, To Thee th’inspirèd Word, We hail Thee, Savior in our need, We worship Thee, the Lord. Ah look on me with pitying grace, Though weak and poor I be, Within Thy kingdom grant a place Secure and blest to me. Oh rescue me from all my woes, And shield me with Thine arm From sin and death, the mighty foes That daily seek our harm. And bid Thy Word, the fairest Star, Within us clearly shine; Keep sin and all false doctrine far, Since Thou hast claimed us Thine: Let us Thy Name aright confess, And with Thy Christendom, Our King and Savior own and bless Through all the world to come.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:9] Outside The Holy City

  Outside the Holy City Unnumbered footsteps throng, And crowded mart and streets of trade Fling back a swelling song. The voices echo nearer, In flaming hope they sing: “Throw down your branches at His feet! Hosanna to the King!” Once more beside a city The Son of David waits, Once more the children throng to bring A welcome at the gates. Within are hearts sore burdened And feet that go astray; O Christ of God, come near and walk Our city streets today! The branches that we offer Are no unmeaning sign; Take Thou the hands we lift on high And make them wholly Thine. No songs of shallow welcome Are these we raise to Thee; O give us faith to face the cross And set Thy city free! A distant music mingles With all our songs today, The chorale from a city fair Where sin has passed away. There rides the Christ triumphant And victor songs ring clear; O God, give us the strength to build With Christ that city here!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:9] Son Of David Bowed To Die, The

  The Son of David bowed to die, For man’s transgression stricken; The Father’s arm of power was nigh, The Son of God to quicken. Praise Him that He died for men: Praise Him that He rose again. Death seemed all conquering when he bound The Lord of life in prison; The sight of death was nowhere found When Christ again was risen; Wherefore praise Him night and day, Him Who took death’s sting away. His saints with Him must bow to death, With Him are raised in spirit, With Him they dwell above by faith, Accepted through His merit: Heaven and earth resound the strain, Death by Jesus Christ is slain.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

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• [Rm 1:3] Break Forth Into Praise

  Break forth into praise! Our Surety and Head His members to raise, hath rose from the dead; The power of His Spirit hath quickened our Lord, That we by His merit may all be restored. Our Captain and King with shouts we proclaim, And joyfully sing the wonderful Name; The Name all-victorious we publish, and feel Triumphantly glorious o’er sin, earth, and hell. The power of His rise we know and declare And rapt to the skies, His happiness share; In heavenly places with Jesus we sit, And Jesus’ praises with angels repeat. We sing of His love while sojourning here, Till Christ from above our Savior appear; The heirs of salvation with triumph receive, In full consummation of glory to live.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Rm 1:3] Lord, Thou In All Things Like Wast Made

  Lord, Thou in all things like wast made To us, yet free from sin; Then how unlike to us, O Lord, Replies the voice within. Our faith is weak; O Light of light, Clear Thou our clouded view; That Son of Man, and Son of God, We give Thee honor due. O Son of Man, Thyself hast proved Our trials and our tears; Life’s thankless toil and scant repose, Death’s agonies and fears. O Son of God, in glory raised, Thou sittest on Thy throne: Thence, by Thy pleadings and Thy grace, Still succoring Thine own. Brother and Savior, Friend and Judge! To Thee, O Christ, be given To bind upon Thy crown the names Most blest in earth and Heaven.

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• [Rm 1:4] Spirit Of Holiness, Descend

  Spirit of holiness, descend: Thy people wait for Thee; Thine ear in kind compassion lend; Let us Thy mercy see. Thy light that on our souls hath shone, Lead us in hope to Thee; Let us not feel its rays alone, Alone Thy people be. O bring our dearest friends to God; Remember those we love; Fit them on earth for Thine abode, Fit them for joys above. Spirit of holiness, ’tis Thine To hear our feeble prayer; Come, for we wait Thy power divine, Let us Thy mercy share.

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  source: Cyberhymnal