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Matius 13:44

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Matius 13:22-23

• [Mat 13:23] Almighty God, Your Word Is Cast

  Almighty God, Your Word is cast Like seed into the ground; Now let the dew of Heav’n descend, And righteous fruits abound. Let not the foe of Christ and man This holy seed remove, But give it root in ev’ry heart To bring forth fruits of love. Let not the world’s deceitful cares The rising plant destroy. But let it yield a hundredfold The fruits of peace and joy. Nor let Your Word so kindly sent To raise us to Your throne Return to You, and sadly tell That we reject Your Son. Oft as the precious seed is sown, Your quick’ning grace bestow, That all whose souls the truth receive, Its saving power may know. Great God, come down and on Your Word Your mighty power bestow, That all who hear the joyful sound, Your saving grace may know.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 13:23] Only Once You Pass This Way

  Do your best while life’s pilgrim way you tread, Scatt’ring sunshine while you may; Bear in mind, while the precious seed you spread, Only once you pass this way. Refrain Only once you pass this way, Only once you pass this way; Be a blessing while you may, Only once you pass this way. Ev’ry day poor and needy you will find, Filled with sorrow and dismay; Do your best some poor, broken hearts to bind, Only once you pass this way. Refrain Tell the world that the Savior died for all, Bid them ever watch and pray; Lift your voice, shout aloud the Gospel call, Only once you pass this way. Refrain Be a brave, earnest soldier in the strife, Then when comes the close of day, May the world be the better for your life, Only once you pass this way. Refrain

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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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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matius 17:4

• [Mat 17:4] Stay, Master, Stay Upon This Heavenly Hill

  Stay, Master, stay, upon this heavenly hill; A little longer, let us linger still; With all the mighty ones of old beside, Near to God’s holy presence still abide; Before the throne of light we trembling stand, And catch a glimpse into the spirit land. Stay, Master, stay! we breathe a purer air; This life is not the life that waits us there; Thoughts, feelings, flashes, glimpses come and go; We cannot speak them—nay, we do not know; Wrapped in this cloud of light we seem to be The thing we fain would grow—eternally. “No!” saith the Lord, “the hour is past,” we go; Our home, our life, our duties lie below. While here we kneel upon the mount of prayer, The plough lies waiting in the furrow there! Here we sought God that we might know His will; There we must do it, serve Him, seek Him still. If man aspires to reach the throne of God, O’er the dull plains of earth must lie the road; He who best does his lowly duty here, Shall mount the highest in a nobler sphere: At God’s own feet our spirits seek their rest, And he is dearest Him who serves Him best.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matius 19:28

• [Mat 19:28] In Royal Robes Of Splendor

  In royal robes of splendor, Before the great King’s feet, The princes of His kingdom, The crowned Apostles, meet; To Him their songs adoring With heart and tongue they bring, Pure hearts and mighty voices— E’en as the angels sing. This Order sheds its luster O’er all the human race; A court of righteous judgment, The rock of Gospel grace; Rock of His Church, for ages Elected and foreknown; Whose glorious Master-Builder Is Head and Cornerstone. These are the Nazareans, Famed heralds to the world, Who, preaching Christ, His banner Of victory unfurled; Day unto day shows knowledge; Night utters speech to night; So these to earth’s four corners Their wondrous tale recite. Christ’s burden light they proffer, His easy yoke proclaim; The seed of life they scatter, That all may own His Name. The earth brought forth and budded, Where’er their ploughshare ran, And fruits of increase followed The faith of God made Man. These are the sure foundation On which the Temple stands; The living stones compacting That house not made with hands; The gates by which man enters Jerusalem the new; The bond which knits together The Gentile and the Jew. Let error flee before them, Let truth extend her way; Let dread of final judgment To faith and love give way; That, loosed from our offenses, We then may numbered be Among Thy saints in glory Around the throne with Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal