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Markus 13:8

• [Mrk 13:8] The Lord Will Come! The Earth Shall Quake

  The Lord will come! the earth shall quake, The hills their fixèd seat forsake; And, withering from the vault of night, The stars withdraw their feeble light. The Lord will come! but not the same As once in lowly form He came, A silent Lamb to slaughter led, The bruised, the suffering, and the dead. The Lord will come! a dreadful form, With wreath of flame, and robe of storm, On cherub wings, and wings of wind, Anointed Judge of humankind. Can this be He once wont to stray A pilgrim on the world’s highway, By power oppressed, and mocked by pride O God! is this the Crucified? Go, tyrants, to the rocks complain! Go, seek the mountain’s cleft in vain! But faith, victorious o’er the tomb, Shall sing for joy, “The Lord is come!”

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 10:16

• [Mrk 10:16] Christ, Who Once Among Us

  Christ, who once among us as a child did dwell, Is the children’s Savior, and He loves us well; If we keep our promise made Him at the font, He will be our Shepherd, and we shall not want. There it was they laid us in those tender arms, Where the lambs are carried safe from all alarms; If we trust His promise, He will let us rest In His arms forever, leaning on His breast. Though we may not see Him for a little while, We shall know He holds us, often feel His smile; Death will be to slumber, in that sweet embrace, And we shall awaken to behold His face. He will be our Shepherd after as before, By still heavenly waters lead us evermore, Make us lie in pastures beautiful and green, Where none thirst or hunger, And no tears are seen. Jesus, our good Shepherd, laying down Thy life, Lest Thy sheep should perish in the cruel strife, Help us to remember all Thy love and care, Trust in Thee, and love Thee Always, everywhere.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 10:16] Safe In The Arms Of Jesus

  Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast, There by His love o’ershaded, sweetly my soul shall rest. Hark! ’tis the voice of angels, borne in a song to me. Over the fields of glory, over the jasper sea. Refrain Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast There by His love o’ershaded, sweetly my soul shall rest. Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe from corroding care, Safe from the world’s temptations, sin cannot harm me there. Free from the blight of sorrow, free from my doubts and fears; Only a few more trials, only a few more tears! Refrain Jesus, my heart’s dear Refuge, Jesus has died for me; Firm on the Rock of Ages, ever my trust shall be. Here let me wait with patience, wait till the night is over; Wait till I see the morning break on the golden shore. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 10:16] See Israel’s Gentle Shepherd Stand

  See Israel’s gentle Shepherd stand With all engaging charms; Hark! how He calls the tender lambs, And folds them in His arms. “Permit them to approach,” He cries, “Nor scorn their humble name; For ’twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came.” We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to Thee; Joyful that we ourselves are Thine, Thine let our offspring be. Ye little flock, with pleasure hear; Ye children, seek His face, And fly with transport to receive The blessings of His grace. If orphans they are left behind, Thy guardian care we trust, That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, While weeping o’er their dust.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 10:16] There’s A Friend For Little Children

  There’s a Friend for little children Above the bright blue sky, A Friend who never changes, Whose love will never die; Our earthly friends may fail us, And change with changing years, This Friend is always worthy Of that dear Name He bears. There’s a rest for little children Above the bright blue sky, Who love the blessèd Savior, And to the Father cry A rest from every turmoil, From sin and sorrow free, Where every little pilgrim Shall rest eternally. There’s a home for little children Above the bright blue sky, Where Jesus reigns in glory, A home of peace and joy No home on earth is like it, Nor can with it compare; For everyone is happy Nor could be happier there. There’s a crown for little children Above the bright blue sky, And all who look for Jesus Shall wear it by and by; A crown of brightest glory, Which He will then bestow On those who found his favor And loved His Name below. There’s a song for little children Above the bright blue sky, A song that will not weary, Though sung continually; A song which even angels Can never, never sing They know not Christ as Savior, But worship Him as King. There’s a robe for little children Above the bright blue sky, And a harp of sweetest music, And palms of victory. All, all above is treasured, And found in Christ alone: O come, dear little children That all may be your own.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 12:17

• [Mrk 12:17] Soul, What Return Has God, Thy Savior

  Soul, what return has God, thy Savior, For all He gives thee day by day? Oh, hast thou in thy gift a favor That can delight and please Him?—Say! The best of off’rings He requires: Thy heart it is that He desires. Give unto God thy heart’s affection; Who else can claim thee as His own? Should Satan hold thee in subjection? With him but pangs of hell are known. To Thee alone, O Lord divine, My heart and all I now resign. Accept the gift which Thou requirest, My heart and soul, O gracious God, The first-fruits Thou so much desirest, For which Thy Son paid with His blood. To Thee I willingly assign My heart, dear Lord, for it is Thine. Whom should I give my heart’s affection But Thee, who gavest Thine to faith? Thy fervent love is my protection; Lord, Thou hast loved me unto death. My heart with Thine shall ever be One heart throughout eternity.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 4:38

• [Mrk 4:38] Christ In The Storm

  Galilee’s waters are raging, On them a vessel is tossed; Seamen in terror are calling, “Carest Thou not, we are lost?” Sweetly asleep on a pillow, Maker and Savior He lay; Wild with dismay they awake Him, “Master, we perish,” they say. Refrain Speak thro’ the storm when the billows run high, Say to my soul, “Do not fear, it is I”; Speak thro’ the storm when the billows run high, Say to my soul, “Do not fear, it is I.” Over the noise of the tempest, Over the dash of the wave, Rings the sweet voice of the Savior; See, He is mighty to save; Calmed in a moment the billows, Hushed in an instant to sleep, Stilled is the roar of the wild winds, Steadied their boat on the deep. Refrain Wonderful Jesus, I need Thee, Out in the storm and the strife, Oft it has seemed I was sinking, Tossed on the ocean of life; Speak to the winds and the waters, Each Thy behest must fulfill; Speak to my heart in the tempest, Whispering softly, “Be still.” Refrain When I am toiling in rowing, Almost engulfed in the sea, Make of the billows a pathway, Come thro’ the darkness to me; Failures and terrors will vanish, Soon as I know Thou art nigh; Say to my soul in the danger, “Be not afraid, it is I.” Refrain Waters unknown are awaiting Travelers leaving earth’s shore; Back to this side of the river, Passengers come nevermore; O when that chill tide is bringing Boatmen to bear me away, Galilee’s Conqu’ror, be with me; Pilot me over, I pray. Refrain

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• [Mrk 4:38] Fierce Was The Wild Billow

  Fierce was the billow wild, dark was the night; Oars labored heavily, foam glimmered white. Trembled the mariners; peril was nigh: Then said the God of God, “Peace: it is I.” Ridge of the mountain wave, lower thy crest; Wail of the tempest wind, be thou at rest. Sorrow can never be, darkness must fly, Where saith the Light of light, “Peace: it is I.” Jesus, Deliverer, near to us be; Soothe thou my voyaging over life’s sea; Thou, when the storm of death roars, sweeping by, Whisper, O Truth of truth, “Peace: it is I.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 4:38] Lord, Whom Winds And Waves Obey

  Lord, whom winds and waves obey, Guide us through the watery way; In the hollow of Thy hand Hide, and bring us safe to land. Jesus, let our faithful mind Rest, on Thee alone reclined; Every anxious thought repress, Keep our souls in perfect peace. Keep the souls whom now we leave, Bid them to each other cleave; Bid them walk on life’s rough sea; Bid them come by faith to Thee. Save, till all these tempests end, All who on Thy love depend; Waft our happy spirits o’er; Land us on the heavenly shore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 11:13

• [Mrk 11:13] Nothing But Leaves

  Nothing but leaves! The Spirit grieves O’er years of wasted life; O’er sins indulged while conscience slept, O’er vows and promises unkept, And reap, from years of strife— Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! No gathered sheaves Of life’s fair rip’ning grain: We sow our seeds; lo! tares and weeds, Words, idle words, for earnest deeds— Then reap, with toil and pain, Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! Sad mem’ry weaves No veil to hide the past; And as we trace our weary way, And count each lost and misspent day, We sadly find at last— Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! Ah, who shall thus the Master meet, And bring but withered leaves? Ah, who shall, at the Savior’s feet, Before the awful judgment seat, Lay down, for golden sheaves, Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves!

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  source: Cyberhymnal