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Matius 13:31

• [Mat 13:31] Little Drops Of Water

  Little drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean And the beauteous land. And the little moments, Humble though they be, Make the mighty ages Of eternity. Little deeds of kindness, Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden, Like the Heaven above. So our little errors Lead the soul away, From the paths of virtue Into sin to stray. Little seeds of mercy Sown by youthful hands, Grow to bless the nations Far in heathen lands. Glory then for ever Be to Father, Son, With the Holy Spirit, Blessèd Three in One.

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• [Mat 13:31] That Cause Can Neither Be Lost Nor Stayed

  That cause can never be lost nor stayed Which takes the course of what God has made; And is not trusting in walls and towers, But slowly growing from seeds to flowers. Each noble service that men have wrought Was first conceived as a fruitful thought; Each worthy cause with a future glorious By quietly growing becomes victorious. Thereby itself like a tree it shows: That high it reaches, as deep it grows; And when the storms are its branches shaking, It deeper root in the soil is taking. Be then no more by a storm dismayed, For by it the full grown seeds are laid; And though the tree by its might it shatters, What then, if thousands of seeds it scatters?

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Matius 13:44

• [Mat 13:44] God In Heaven Hath A Treasure

  God in heaven hath a treasure, riches none may count or tell; Hath a deep eternal pleasure, Christ, the Son, He loveth well. God hath here on earth a treasure, none but He its price may know— Deep, unfathomable pleasure, Christ revealed in saints below. Christ, the Light that fills the heavens, shining forth on earth beneath, Through His Spirit freely given, Light of life ’midst shades of death; Down from heaven’s unclouded glory God Himself the treasure brought, Closing thus His love’s sweet story with His sweetest, deepest thought. God in tongues of fire descending, chosen vessels thus to fill With the treasure never ending, ever spent—unfailing still. Still unwasted, undiminished, though the days of dearth wear on, Store eternally unfinished, fresh, as if but now begun. Earthen vessels, marred, unsightly, but the treasure as of old, Fresh from glory, gleaming brightly, heaven’s undimmed, unchanging gold. God’s own hand the vessel filling from the glory far above, Longing hearts forever stilling with those riches of His love. Thus, through earthen vessels only, shining forth in ceaseless grace, Reaching weary hearts and lonely, beams the light in Jesus’ face. Vessels worthless, broken, bearing through the hungry ages on, Riches given with hand unsparing, God’s great gift, His precious Son. Thus though worn, and tried, and tempted, glorious calling, saint, is thine; Let the Lord but find thee emptied, living branch in Christ the Vine! Vessels of the world’s despising, vessels weak, and poor, and base; Bearing wealth God’s heart is prizing, glory from Christ’s blessèd face. Oh, to be but emptier, lowlier, mean, unnoticed, and unknown. And to God a vessel holier, filled with Christ, and Christ alone! Naught of earth to cloud the glory, naught of self the light to dim. Telling forth His wondrous story, emptied—to be filled with Him.

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• [Mat 13:44] Jesus, Priceless Treasure

  Jesus, priceless Treasure, Source of purest pleasure, Truest Friend to me. Ah, how long in anguish Shall my spirit languish, Yearning, Lord, for Thee? Thou art mine, O Lamb divine! I will suffer naught to hide Thee, Naught I ask beside Thee. In Thine arms I rest me; Foes who would molest me Cannot reach me here. Though the earth be shaking, Every heart be quaking, Jesus calms my fear. Lightnings flash and thunders crash; Yet, though sin and hell assail me, Jesus will not fail me. Satan, I defy thee; Death, I now decry thee; Fear, I bid thee cease. World, thou shalt not harm me Nor thy threats alarm me While I sing of peace. God’s great power guards every hour; Earth and all its depths adore Him, Silent bow before Him. Evil world, I leave thee; Thou canst not deceive me, Thine appeal is vain. Sin that once did bind me, Get thee far behind me, Come not forth again. Past thy hour, O pride and power; Sinful life, thy bonds I sever, Leave thee now forever. Hence, all thought of sadness! For the Lord of gladness, Jesus, enters in. Those who love the Father, Though the storms may gather, Still have peace within; Yea, whatever we here must bear, Still in Thee lies purest pleasure, Jesus, priceless Treasure!

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Matius 19:14

• [Mat 19:14] Come Children, With Singing

  Come children, with singing, with sweet voices ringing, Come kneel to the Babe that in Bethlehem lies, While angels achoir, with pinions of fire, Are filling with music the listening skies. Repeat the dear story how, veiling His glory, The Hope of the Ages came down to the earth, Oh, worship Him lowly, the lofty and holy Our Star of the Morning shone out at His birth. See Mary enfold Him, while shepherds behold Him. And sages are bent at His beautiful feet. Come, haste to adore Him, and, bowing before Him, The Lord who redeems you in reverence greet. This wonderful Stranger, His couch is a manger, His cradle is made with the cattle in stall; Yet God of creation in blest incarnation, He stoops to our nature to ransom us all.

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• [Mat 19:14] Jesus Loves The Little Children

  Jesus calls the children dear, “Come to me and never fear, For I love the little children of the world; I will take you by the hand, Lead you to the better land, For I love the little children of the world.” Refrain Jesus loves the little children, All the children of the world. Red and yellow, black and white, All are precious in His sight, Jesus loves the little children of the world. [Alternate refrain: Jesus died for all the children, All the children of the world. Red and yellow, black and white, All are precious in His sight, Jesus died for all the children of the world.] Jesus is the Shepherd true, And He’ll always stand by you, For He loves the little children of the world; He’s a Savior great and strong, And He’ll shield you from the wrong, For He loves the little children of the world. Refrain I am coming, Lord, to Thee, And Your soldier I will be, For You love the little children of the world; And Your cross I’ll always bear, And for You I’ll do and dare, For You love the little children of the world. Refrain

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• [Mat 19:14] Lead Them To Thee

  Lead them, my God, to Thee, Lead them to Thee, These children dear of mine, Thou gavest me. O, by Thy love divine, Refrain Lead them, my God, to Thee, Lead them, lead them, Lead them to Thee. When earth looks bright and fair, Festive and gay, Let no delusive snare, Lure them away; But from temptation’s power, Refrain E’en for such little ones, Christ came a child, And through this world of sin, Movèd undefiled; O, for His sake, I pray, Refrain Yea, though my faith be dim, I would believe That Thou this precious gift, Wilt now receive; O, take their young hearts now; Refrain

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• [Mat 19:14] Let Little Children Come To Me

  “Let little children come to Me,” So says our blessèd Lord; And I, a little child, must be Obedient to His Word; On Sabbath days must sing His praise, And bow before Him, for He says, “Let little children come to Me, Let little children come.” “Let little children come to Me,” It is my Savior’s call; He spake it not to two or three, But to the children all; And so, when they His law obey, It is as if they heard Him say, “Let little children come to Me, Let little children come.” “Let little children come to Me,” O Father, Lord, I come; Through life and death I’ll go with Thee, Thine arms shall be my home. I cannot fear when Thou art near; And Thy sweet words I seem to hear, “Let little children come to Me, Let little children come.”

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• [Mat 19:14] O Jesus Christ, Our Lord Most Dear

  O Jesus Christ, our Lord most dear, As Thou wast once an Infant here So give this child of Thine, we pray, Thy grace and blessing day by day. Refrain O holy Jesus, Lord divine, We pray Thee guard this child of Thine. As in Thy heav’nly kingdom, Lord, Thy messengers obey Thy word, Send forth the succor of Thy might To shield this child both day and night. Refrain And all his life, let angels keep Him safe from harm, awake, asleep; May he not bear the cross in vain, But with Thy saints a crown attain. Refrain

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• [Mat 19:14] Tell Me The Stories Of Jesus

  Tell me the stories of Jesus I love to hear; Things I would ask Him to tell me if He were here; Scenes by the wayside, tales of the sea, Stories of Jesus, tell them to me. First let me hear how the children stood round His knee, And I shall fancy His blessing resting on me; Words full of kindness, deeds full of grace, All in the love light of Jesus’ face. Tell me, in accents of wonder, how rolled the sea, Tossing the boat in a tempest on Galilee; And how the Maker, ready and kind, Chided the billows, and hushed the wind. Into the city I’d follow the children’s band, Waving a branch of the palm tree high in my hand. One of His heralds, yes, I would sing Loudest hosannas, “Jesus is King!” Show me that scene in the garden, of bitter pain. Show me the cross where my Savior for me was slain. Sad ones or bright ones, so that they be Stories of Jesus, tell them to me.

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• [Mat 19:14] When Mothers Of Salem

  When mothers of Salem their children brought to Jesus, The stern disciples drove them back and bade them to depart: But Jesus saw them ere they fled and sweetly smiled and kindly said, “Suffer little children to come unto Me.” “For I will receive them and fold them to My bosom: I’ll be a shepherd to these lambs, O drive them not away; For if their hearts to Me they give, they shall with Me in glory live: Suffer little children to come unto Me.” How kind was our Savior to bid these children welcome! But there are many thousands who have never heard His Name; The Bible they have never read, they know not that the Savior said, “Suffer little children to come unto Me.” O soon may the heathen of every tribe and nation Fulfill Thy blessèd Word and cast their idols all away! O shine upon them from above and show Thyself a God of love, Teach the little children to come unto Thee!

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Matius 20:21

• [Mat 20:21] Two Brothers Freely Cast Their Lot

  Two brothers freely cast their lot With David’s royal Son; The cost of conquest counting not, They deem the battle won. Brothers in heart, they hope to gain An undivided joy, That man may one with man remain, As boy was one with boy. Christ heard; and willed that James should fall First prey of Satan’s rage; John linger out his fellows all, And die in bloodless age. Now they join hands once more above Before the Conqueror’s throne! Thus God grants prayer; but in His love Makes times and ways His own. All glory to the Father be, All glory to the Son, All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee While endless ages run.

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