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Markus 2:26

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Markus 6:9

Markus 6:32

Markus 11:24

Markus 11:16

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Markus 12:7

Markus 16:6

Markus 6:31

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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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Markus 6:56

• [Mrk 6:56] He Touched Me And Made Me Whole

  To the feet of my Savior in trembling and fear, A penitent sinner I came; He saw, and in mercy, He bade me draw near; All glory and praise to His Name. Refrain He touched me and thus made me whole; Bringing comfort and rest to my soul; O glad happy day, all my sins rolled away! For He touched me and thus made me whole. I knew not the tender compassion and love That Jesus, my Savior, had shown; Tho’ burdened with grief, His dear hand brought relief, He healed me and called me His own. Refrain “My grace is sufficient,”I heard His dear voice, “O come and find rest for your soul; From sin you to save, My life freely I gave; I died that you might be made whole.” Refrain O Jesus, dear Jesus, Thy Name I adore, For saving and keeping my soul; Thy praises I’ll sing, my Redeemer and King, Thy dear, loving hand made me whole. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 13:32

• [Mrk 13:32] He Is Near

  I know not when the Lord will come, Or at what hour He may appear, Whether at midnight or at morn, Or at what season of the year. Refrain I only know that He is near, And that His voice I soon shall hear; I only know that He is near, And that His voice I soon shall hear; I know not what of time remains, To run its course, in this low sphere, Or what awaits of calm or storm, Of joy or grief, or hope or fear. Refrain I know not what is yet to run Of spring or summer, green or sear, Of death or life, of pain or peace, Of shade or shine, of song or tear. Refrain The centuries have come and gone, Dark centuries of absence drear; I dare not chide the long delay, Nor ask when I His voice shall hear. Refrain I do not think it can be long, Till in His glory He appear; And yet I dare not name the day, Nor fix the solemn advent year. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 5:2

• [Mrk 5:2] Sin, Like A Venomous Disease

  Sin, like a venomous disease, Infects our vital blood; The only balm is sovereign grace, And the physician, God. Our beauty and our strength are fled, And we draw near to death; But Christ the Lord recalls the dead With His almighty breath. Madness by nature reigns within, The passions burn and rage, Till God’s own Son, with skill divine, The inward fire assuage. We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, And solid good despise; Such is the folly of the mind, Till Jesus makes us wise. We give our souls the wounds they feel, We drink the poisonous gall, And rush with fury down to hell; But Heav’n prevents the fall. The man possessed among the tombs Cuts his own flesh, and cries; He foams and raves, till Jesus comes, And the foul spirit flies.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 9:47

• [Mrk 9:47] Whatever Dims Thy Sense Of Truth

  Whatever dims thy sense of truth Or stains thy purity, Though light as breath of summer air, O count it sin to thee. Preserve the tablet of thy thoughts From every blemish free, For our Redeemer’s holy faith Its temple makes with thee. And pray of God, that grace be given To tread the narrow way: How dark so ever it may seem, It leads to cloudless day.
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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

Markus 5:39

• [Mrk 5:39] Good Night And Good Morning

  When comes to the weary a blessèd release, When upward we pass to His kingdom of peace, When free from the woes that on earth we must bear, We’ll say “good night” here, but “good morning” up there. Refrain Good morning up there where Christ is the Light, Good morning up there where cometh no night; When we step from this earth to God’s Heaven so fair, We’ll say “good night” here but “good morning” up there. When fadeth the day and dark shadows draw nigh, With Christ close at hand, it is not death to die; He’ll wipe every tear, roll away every care; We’ll say “good night” here, but “good morning” up there. Refrain When home lights we see shining brightly above, Where we shall be soon, through His wonderful love, We’ll praise Him Who called us His Heaven to share, We’ll say “good night” here, but “good morning” up there. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 5:39] We Shall Sleep, But Not Forever

  We shall sleep, but not forever, There will be a glorious dawn! We shall meet to part, no, never, On the resurrection morn! From the deepest cave of ocean, From the desert and the plain, From the valley and the mountain, Countless throngs shall rise again. Refrain We shall sleep, but not forever, There will be a glorious dawn! We shall meet, to part, no, never, On the resurrection morn! When we see a precious blossom, That we tended with such care, Rudely taken from our bosom, How our aching hearts despair! Round its little grave we linger, Till the setting sun is low, Feeling all our hopes have perished, With the flow’r we cherished so. Refrain We shall sleep, but not forever, In the lone and silent grave: Blessèd be the Lord that taketh, Blessèd be the Lord that gave. In the bright eternal city, Death can never, never come! In His own good time He’ll call us, From our rest, to home, sweet home. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 10:48

• [Mrk 10:48] Blind Bartimeus

  Son of David! hear my cry; Savior, do not pass me by; Touch these eyelids veiled in night, Turn their darkness into light. Son of David, hear my cry! Savior, do not pass me by. Though the proud my voice would still, They may chide me if they will, Yet the more I’ll pray for grace, Only here shall be my place. Son of David, hear my cry! Savior, do not pass me by. Though despised by all but Thee, Thou a blessing hast for me; Faith and prayer can never fail, Lord, with Thee I must prevail, Son of David, hear my cry! Savior, do not pass me by. Glorious vision! heav’nly ray! All my gloom has passed away; Now my joyful eye doth see, And my soul still clings to Thee, Thine the glory evermore, Mine to worship and adore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 9:5

• [Mrk 9:5] Lord Jesus, On The Holy Mount

  Lord Jesus, on the holy mount We would abide with Thee, Still drinking from the blessèd fount Of grace, so rich and free. There prophets praise Thy glorious Name, And deeds which Thou hast done; And there the Father’s words proclaim His own belovèd Son. The rays of Thy transfigured face Beam with such golden light That we would never leave the place, Nor lose the heavenly sight. But there is work on earth to do, The suffering soul to heal; The harvest great, the laborers few Thy kingdom to reveal. We may not linger on the mount, Where bright Thy glories shine; We may not taste the sacred fount Of blessedness divine. But let some beams of heavenly light Make bright our earthly way; Then grant the beatific sight Of heaven and endless day.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 16:6

• [Mrk 16:6] Rise All Who Seek The Crucified

  Rise all who seek the Crucified, The God that once for sinners died, With lifted voice and heart adore, Chasing our griefs, and sins, and fears, The Sun of Righteousness appears, Appears, to set in blood no more. To death delivered in our stead, For us He rises from the dead, And life to all His members brings; He gives us, while He soars above, The dew of grace, the balm of love, And drops salvation from His wings. This day the Scripture is fulfilled, The Father now His Son has sealed, And owned Him for His Son with power; God from the belly of the earth Hath called Him forth to second birth, Nor let the greedy deep devour. Cast for our sins into the deep, His life hath saved the sinking ship, His life for ours a ransom given; But lo! on the third joyful morn Our Jonas doth for us return Emerging from His tomb to Heaven.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 16:6] Low In The Grave He Lay

  Low in the grave He lay, Jesus my Savior, Waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord! Refrain Up from the grave He arose, With a mighty triumph o’er His foes, He arose a Victor from the dark domain, And He lives forever, with His saints to reign. He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose! Vainly they watch His bed, Jesus my Savior; Vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord! Refrain Death cannot keep its Prey, Jesus my Savior; He tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord! Refrain

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Markus 6:31

• [Mrk 6:31] Come Ye Yourselves Apart

  Come ye yourselves apart and rest awhile; Weary, I know it, of the press and throng, Wipe from your brow the sweat and dust of toil, And in My quiet strength again be strong. Come ye aside from all the world holds dear, For converse which the world has never known, Alone with Me and with My Father here, With Me and with My Father not alone. Come, tell Me all that ye have said and done, Your victories and failures, hopes and fears. I know how hardly souls are wooed and won: My choicest wreaths are always wet with tears. Come ye and rest: the journey is too great, And ye will faint beside the way and sink: The Bread of Life is here for you to eat, And here for you the Wine of Love to drink. Then, fresh from converse with your Lord, return And work till daylight softens into ev’n; The brief hours are not lost in which ye learn More of your Master and His rest in Heav’n.

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• [Mrk 6:31] Stealing From The World Away

  Stealing from the world away, We are come to seek Thy face; Kindly meet us, Lord, we pray, Grant us Thy reviving grace. Yonder stars that gild the sky Shine but with a borrowed light: We, unless Thy light be nigh, Wander, wrapped in gloomy night. Sun of righteousness! dispel All our darkness, doubts and fears: May Thy light within us dwell, Till eternal day appears. Warm our hearts in prayer and praise, Lift our every thought above; Hear the grateful songs we raise, Fill us with Thy perfect love.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

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