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Markus 1:13

• [Mrk 1:13] Awhile In Spirit, Lord, To Thee

  Awhile in spirit, Lord, to Thee Into the desert we would flee; Awhile upon the barren steep Our fast with Thee in spirit keep. Awhile from Thy temptation learn The daily snares of sin to spurn, And in our hearts to feel and own Man liveth not by bread alone. O Thou once tempted like as we, Thou knowest our infirmity; Be Thou our Helper in the strife, Be Thou our true, our inward Life. And while, at Thy command we pray, “Give us our bread from day to day,” May we with Thee, O Christ, be fed, Thou Word of God, Thou living Bread.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 1:13] Forty Days And Forty Nights

  Forty days and forty nights Thou wast fasting in the wild; Forty days and forty nights Tempted, and yet undefiled. Sunbeams scorching all the day; Chilly dew-drops nightly shed; Prowling beasts about Thy way; Stones Thy pillow; earth Thy bed. Should not we Thy sorrow share And from worldly joys abstain, Fasting with unceasing prayer, Strong with Thee to suffer pain? Then if Satan on us press, Jesus, Savior, hear our call! Victor in the wilderness, Grant we may not faint nor fall! So shall we have peace divine: Holier gladness ours shall be; Round us, too, shall angels shine, Such as ministered to Thee. Keep, O keep us, Savior dear, Ever constant by Thy side; That with Thee we may appear At the eternal Eastertide.

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• [Mrk 1:13] The Glory Of These Forty Days

  The glory of these forty days We celebrate with songs of praise; For Christ, by Whom all things were made, Himself has fasted and has prayed. Alone and fasting Moses saw The loving God Who gave the law; And to Elijah, fasting, came The steeds and chariots of flame. So Daniel trained his mystic sight, Delivered from the lions’ might; And John, the Bridegroom’s friend, became The herald of Messiah’s Name. Then grant us, Lord, like them to be Full oft in fast and prayer with Thee; Our spirits strengthen with Thy grace, And give us joy to see Thy face. O Father, Son, and Spirit blest, To thee be every prayer addressed, Who art in threefold Name adored, From age to age, the only Lord.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 1:15

• [Mrk 1:15] Arise, Sons Of The Kingdom

  Arise, sons of the kingdom! The King is drawing nigh; Arise, and hail with gladness The Ruler from on high. Ye Christians, hasten forth! Your praise and homage bring Him And glad hosannas sing Him, Naught else your love is worth. Arise, ye drooping mourners! The King is very near; Away with grief and sorrow, For lo! your Help is here. Behold, in many a place— We find Him, our Salvation, O blessed consolation! In His pure means of grace. Arise, ye much afflicted! The King is now not far; Rejoice, ye long dejected! Here comes the Morning Star. The Lord will give you joy; Though troubles now distress you, With comfort He will bless you, E’en death He will destroy. Now hear, ye bold transgressors, The King does well give heed To all that ye are doing, And to the life ye lead, Enthralled to sin and hell; Nothing in all creation Escapes His observation He marketh all things well. Be righteous, ye His subjects, The King is just and true; Prepare for Him a highway, Make all things straight and new. He means all for our good Then let us bear our crosses That He Himself imposes, In an undaunted mood. Though war and conflagration Take all our goods away; The Lord is our salvation And heritage for aye. E’en though our loved ones die, Yet they are not forsaken, But from this world are taken To live with God on high Arise, ye poor and needy! The King provides for you; He comes with succor speedy, With mercy ever new. He Who a beast did heed Lets not His children perish; All hopes that man may cherish He can fulfill indeed. He nevermore forsaketh A child that feels the rod, Who Him his refuge maketh, And puts his trust in God. He is our sovereign King; E’en death itself shall never Those from their Master sever Who to His mercy cling. Arise, ye faint and fearful! The King now comes with might, His heart hath long since loved us, He makes our darkness light. Now are our sorrows o’er; No wrath shall e’er befall us, Since God in grace doth call us His children evermore. Haste then, with eager footsteps, To see your Sovereign there! He rides as King of Zion, Strong, glorious, meek and fair. Draw near the Lord and give To Him your salutation, Who bringeth great salvation, And bids the sinner live. The King in grace remembers His loved ones here below With gifts of royal treasures, Yea, doth Himself bestow Through His blest Word and grace. O King, arrayed in splendor, To Thee all praise we’ll render Here and there face to face. O rich the gifts Thou bring’st us, Thyself made poor and weak; O Love beyond expression That thus can sinners seek! For this, O Lord, will we Our joyous tribute bring Thee, And glad hosannas sing Thee, And ever grateful be.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 1:15] Arise, The Kingdom Is At Hand

  Arise, the kingdom is at hand, The King is drawing nigh; Arise with joy, thou faithful band, To meet the Lord most high! Look up, ye souls, weighed down with care, The Sovereign is not far; Look up, faint hearts, from your despair, Behold the Morning Star! Look up, ye drooping hearts, today, The King is very near; O cast your griefs and fears away, For, lo, your help is here! Hope on, ye broken hearts, at last The King comes in His might; He loved us in the ages past When we lay wrapped in night. Look up, ye souls weighed down with care, The Sovereign is not far! Look up, faint hearts, from your despair, Behold the Morning Star! The Lord is with us now, who shall The sinking spirit feed With strength and comfort at its need To Whom e’en death shall bow. Hope, O ye broken hearts, at last! The King comes on in might, He loved us in the ages past When we sat wrapped in night; Now are our sorrows o’er, and fear And wrath to joy give place, Since God hath made us in His grace His children evermore. O rich the gifts Thou bringest us, Thyself made poor and weak; O love beyond compare that thus Can foes and sinners seek! For this we raise a gladsome voice On high to Thee alone, And evermore with thanks rejoice Before Thy glorious throne.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 1:15] Let The Earth Now Praise The Lord

  Let the earth now praise the Lord. Who hath truly kept His Word And the sinners’ Help and Friend Now at last to us doth send. What the fathers most desired, What the prophet’s heart inspired, What they longed for many a year, Stands fulfilled in glory here. Abram’s promised great Reward, Zion’s Helper, Jacob’s Lord, Him of twofold race behold, Truly came, as long foretold. Welcome, O my Savior, now! Hail! My Portion, Lord, art Thou. Here, too, in my heart, I pray, Oh, prepare Thyself a way! King of Glory, enter in; Cleanse it from the filth of sin, As Thou hast so often done; It belongs to Thee alone. As Thy coming was in peace, Quiet, full of gentleness, Let the same mind dwell in me That was ever found in Thee. Comfort my desponding heart: Thou my Strength and Refuge art. I am weak, and cunningly Satan lays his snares for me. Bruise for me the Serpent’s head, That, set free from doubt and dread, I may cleave to Thee in faith, Safely kept through life and death. And when Thou dost come again As a glorious King to reign, I with joy may see Thy face, Freely ransomed by Thy grace.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 6:7

• [Mrk 6:7] Thou Who Sentest Thine Apostles

  Thou Who sentest Thine apostles Two and two before Thy face, Partners in the night of toiling, Heirs together of Thy grace, Throned at length, their labors ended, Each in his appointed place. Praise to Thee for those Thy champions Whom our hymns today proclaim; One, whose zeal by Thee enlightened Burned anew with nobler flame; One, the kinsman of Thy childhood, Brought at last to know Thy Name. Praise to Thee! Thy fire within them Spake in love, and wrought in power; Seen in mighty signs and wonders In Thy Church’s morning hour; Heard in tones of sternest warning When the storms began to lower. Once again those storms are breaking; Hearts are failing, love grows cold; Faith is darkened, sin abounding; Grievous wolves assail Thy fold; Save us, Lord, our one salvation; Save the faith revealed of old. Call the erring by Thy pity; Warn the tempted by Thy fear; Keep us true to Thine allegiance, Counting life itself less dear, Standing firmer, holding faster, As we see the end draw near. Till, with holy Jude and Simon And the thousand faithful more, We, the good confession witnessed, And the lifelong conflict o’er, On the sea of fire and crystal Stand, and wonder, and adore. God the Father, great and wondrous In Thy works, to Thee be praise; King of saints, to Thee be glory, Just and true in all Thy ways; Praise to Thee, from Both proceeding, Holy Ghost, through endless days.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 14:22

• [Mrk 14:22] Thy Table I Approach

  Thy table I approach, Dear Savior, hear my prayer; Oh, let no unrepented sin Prove hurtful to me there! Lo, I confess my sins And mourn their wretched bands; A contrite heart is sure to find Forgiveness at Thy hands. Thy body and Thy blood, Once slain and shed for me, Are taken here with mouth and soul, In blest reality. Search not how this takes place, This wondrous mystery; God can accomplish vastly more Than seemeth plain to Thee. Vouchsafe, O blessèd Lord, That earth and hell combined May ne’er about this sacrament Raise doubt within my mind. Oh, may I never fail To thank Thee day and night For Thy true body and true blood O God, my Peace and Light!

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Markus 14:37

• [Mrk 14:37] Not Now, My Child

  Not now, my child, a little more rough tossing, A little longer on the billows’ foam; A few more journeyings in the desert darkness, And then, the sunshine of thy Father’s home! Not now, for I have wand’rers in the distance, And thou must call them in with patient love; Not now, for I have sheep upon the mountain, And thou must follow them where’er they rove. Not now; for I have loved ones sad and weary; Wilt thou not cheer them with a kindly smile? Sick ones, who need thee in their lonely sorrow; Wilt thou not tend them yet a little while? Not now, for wounded hearts are sorely bleeding And thou must teach those widowed hearts to sing: Not now; for orphans’ tears are quickly falling, They must be gathered ’neath some sheltering wing. Not now, for many a hungry one is pining, Thy willing hand must be outstretched and free; Thy Father hears the mighty cry of anguish, And gives His answering messages to thee. Go, with the Name of Jesus, to the dying, And speak that Name in all its living power; Why should thy fainting heart grow chill and weary? Canst thou not watch with Me one little hour? One little hour! and then the glorious crowning, The golden harp-strings, and the victor’s palm; One little hour! and then the hallelujah! Eternity’s long, deep thanksgiving psalm!

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  source: Cyberhymnal