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Matius 12:40

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Matius 12:40

• [Mat 12:40] Come, Ye Faithful, Raise The Strain

  Come, ye faithful, raise the strain of triumphant gladness; God hath brought forth Israel into joy from sadness; Loosed from Pharaoh’s bitter yoke Jacob’s sons and daughters, Led them with unmoistened foot through the Red Sea waters. ’Tis the spring of souls today; Christ has burst His prison, And from three days’ sleep in death as a sun hath risen; All the winter of our sins, long and dark, is flying From His light, to Whom we give laud and praise undying. Now the queen of seasons, bright with the day of splendor, With the royal feast of feasts, comes its joy to render; Comes to glad Jerusalem, who with true affection Welcomes in unwearied strains Jesus’ resurrection. Neither might the gates of death, nor the tomb’s dark portal, Nor the watchers, nor the seal hold Thee as a mortal; But today amidst the twelve Thou didst stand, bestowing That Thy peace which evermore passeth human knowing. “Alleluia!” now we cry to our King immortal, Who, triumphant, burst the bars of the tomb’s dark portal; “Alleluia!” with the Son, God the Father praising, “Alleluia!” yet again to the Spirit raising.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yesaya 26:19

• [Yes 26:19] Awake, Awake! O Heart Of Mine!

  Awake, awake, O heart of mine! Sing praise to God above; Take up the song of endless years, And sing redeeming love! Redeemed by Him Who bore my sins, When on the cross He died; Redeemed and purchased with His blood, Redeemed and sanctified. Refrain Awake, awake, o heart of mine! Sing praise, sing praise to God above; Take up the song of endless years, And sing redeeming love! Redeemed by Him, my Lord and King, Who saves me day by day;| My life and all its ransomed powers Could ne’er His love repay. And yet His mercy condescends My humble gift to own; And through the riches of His grace, He brings me near His throne. Refrain O love, unchanging, love sublime! Not all the hosts above Can reach the height or sound the depth Of God’s eternal love. This wondrous love enfolds the world, It fills the realms above; ’Tis boundless as eternity; Oh, praise the God of love! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yes 26:19] Hallelujah, We Shall Rise

  In the resurrection morning, When the trump of God shall sound, We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise! Then the saints will come rejoicing And no tears will e’er be found, We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise. Refrain We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise! Amen! We shall rise! Hallelujah! In the resurrection morning, When death’s prison bars are broken, We shall rise, Hallelujah! We shall rise. In the resurrection morning, What a meeting it will be, We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise! When our fathers and our mothers, And our loved ones we shall see, We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise! Refrain In the resurrection morning, Blessèd thought it is to me, We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise! I shall see my blessèd Savior, Who so freely died for me, We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise! Refrain In the resurrection morning, We shall meet Him in the air, We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise! And be carried up to glory, To our home so bright and fair, We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise! Refrain

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• [Yes 26:19] Now To The Lord A Noble Song

  Now to the Lord a noble song! Awake, my soul; awake, my tongue; Hosanna to th’eternal Name, And all His boundless love proclaim. See where it shines in Jesus’ face, The brightest image of His grace; God, in the person of His Son, Has all His mightiest works outdone. The spacious earth and spreading flood Proclaim the wise and powerful God; And thy rich glories from afar Sparkle in every rolling star. But in His looks a glory stands, The noblest labor of thine hands; The pleasing luster of His eyes Outshines the wonders of the skies. Grace! ‘tis a sweet, a charming theme; My thoughts rejoice at Jesus’ Name: Ye angels, dwell upon the sound! Ye heav’ns, reflect it to the ground! O may I live to reach the place Where he unveils His lovely face! Where all His beauties you behold, And sing His Name to harps of gold!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yes 26:19] With Christ We Share A Mystic Grave

  With Christ we share a mystic grave, With Christ we buried lie; But ’tis not in the darksome cave By mournful Calvary. The pure and bright baptismal flood Entombs our nature’s stain; New creatures from the cleansing wave With Christ we rise again. Thrice blest, if through this world of strife, And sin, and selfish care, Our snow white robe of righteousness We undefilèd wear. Thrice blest, if through the gate of death All glorious and free We to our joyful rising pass, O risen Lord, with Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Hosea 6:2

• [Hos 6:2] Kindly Spring Again Is Here

  Kindly spring again is here, Trees and fields in bloom appear; Hark! the birds with artless lays Warble their Creator’s praise. Where in winter all was snow, Now the flowers in clusters grow; And the corn, in green array, Promises a harvest-day. Lord, afford a spring to me, Let me feel like what I see; Speak, and by Thy gracious voice, Make my drooping soul rejoice. On Thy garden deign to smile, Raise the plants, enrich the soil; Soon Thy presence will restore Life to what seemed dead before.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Lukas 24:1

• [Luk 24:1] Blest Morning, Whose Young Dawning Rays

  Blest morning, whose young dawning rays Beheld our rising God, That saw Him triumph o’er the dust, And leave His dark abode! In the cold prison of a tomb The dead Redeemer lay, Till the revolving skies had brought The third, th’appointed day. Hell and the grave unite their force To hold our God in vain; The sleeping Conqueror arose, And burst their feeble chain. To Thy great Name, almighty Lord, These sacred hours we pay; And loud hosannas shall proclaim The triumph of the day. Salvation and immortal praise To our victorious King; Let Heav’n, and earth, and rocks, and seas, With glad hosannas ring.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:1] Let Us Rise In Early Morning

  Let us rise in early morning, And, instead of ointments, bring Hymns of praises to our Master, And His Resurrection sing: We shall see the Sun of Justice Ris’n with healing on His wing, Ris’n with healing on His wing. Thy unbounded loving-kindness, They that groaned in Hades’ chain, Prisoners, from afar beholding, Hasten to the light again And to that eternal Pascha Wove the dance and raised the strain, Wove the dance and raised the strain. Go ye forth, His saints, to meet Him! Go with lamps in every hand! From the sepulcher He riseth: Ready for the Bridegroom stand: And the Pascha of salvation Hail, with His triumphant band, Hail, with His triumphant band.

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  source: Cyberhymnal