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Matius 25:40

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Matius 25:40

• [Mat 25:40] Dear Lord, Who Dwellest With Us Now

  Dear Lord, who dwellest with us now In sad humanity, Give us beneath the cross to bow Which men have laid on Thee. When hunger calls to us for bread With childhood’s piteous plea, Make us to know what Thou hast said Of those who give to Thee. When stranger knocketh at our door For cheer and sympathy, Our hearts would warmest greetings pour, That we may welcome Thee. When sick and sore distressed appeal In man’s infirmity, We’d haste the broken heart to heal That we may comfort Thee. When captive lives in mortal pains Are clamoring to be free, We’d strike away the heavy chains That we may succor Thee.

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• [Mat 25:40] Fountain Of Good, To Own Thy Love

  Fountain of good, to own Thy love, Our thankful hearts incline; What can we render, Lord, to Thee, When all the worlds are Thine? But Thou hast needy brethren here, Partakers of Thy grace, Whose names Thou wilt Thyself confess Before the Father’s face. And in their accents of distress Thy pleading voice is heard; In them Thou may’st be clothed and fed And visited and cheered. Thy face with rev’rence and with love We in Thy poor would see; O may we minister to them, And in them, Lord, to Thee.

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• [Mat 25:40] God, How Can We Comprehend?

  God, how can we comprehend—though we’ve seen them times before— Lines of people without end fleeing danger, want, and war? They seek safety anywhere, hoping for a welcome hand! Can we know the pain they bear? Help us, Lord, to understand! You put music in their souls; now they struggle to survive. You gave each one gifts and goals; now they flee to stay alive. God of outcasts, may we see how you value everyone, For each homeless refugee is your daughter or your son. Lord, your loving knows no bounds; you have conquered death for all. May we hear beyond our towns to our distant neighbors’ call. Spirit, may our love increase; may we reach to all your earth, Till your whole world lives in peace; till we see each person’s worth.

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• [Mat 25:40] Heaven Is Here, Where Hymns Of Gladness

  Heaven is here, where hymns of gladness Cheer the toilers’ rugged way, In this world where clouds of sadness Often change to night our day; Heaven is here, where misery lightened Of its heavy load is seen, Where the face of sorrow brightened, By the deed of love hath been. Where the sad, the poor, despairing, Are uplifted, cheered, and blest, Where in others’ labors sharing, We can find our surest rest; Where we heed the voice of duty, Tread the path that Jesus trod; This is Heaven, its peace, its beauty, Radiant with the love of God.

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• [Mat 25:40] Inasmuch

  When saw we Thee a-hungered, Lord, And ministered unto Thee? Inasmuch as ye have done it to the least of these, Ye have done it unto Me. Refrain Blessèd lesson that we all may learn, Blessèd plaudit that we all may earn. When saw we Thee athirst, O Lord, And ministered unto Thee? Inasmuch as ye have done it to the least of these, Ye have done it unto Me. Refrain When saw we Thee a stranger, sick, Or in prison, and came to Thee? Inasmuch as ye have done it to the least of these, Ye have done it unto Me. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] Jesus, My Lord, How Rich Thy Grace!

  Jesus, my Lord, how rich Thy grace! Thy bounties, how complete! How shall I count the matchless sum! How pay the mighty debt! High on a throne of radiant light Dost Thou exalted shine; What can my poverty bestow, When all the worlds are Thine? But Thou hast brethren here below, The partners of Thy grace, And wilt confess their humble names Before Thy Father’s face. In them Thou mayst be clothed and fed, And visited and cheered, And in their accents of distress My Savior’s voice is heard. Thy face with reverence and with love, I in Thy poor would see; O rather let me beg my bread, Than hold it back from Thee!

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• [Mat 25:40] Jesus, Thou Divine Companion

  Jesus, Thou divine Companion, By Thy lowly human birth Thou hast come to join the workers, Burden bearers of the earth. Thou, the Carpenter of Nazareth, Toiling for Thy daily food, By Thy patience and Thy courage, Thou hast taught us toil is good. They who tread the path of labor Follow where Thy feet have trod; They who work without complaining Do the holy will of God. Thou, the Peace that passeth knowledge, Dwellest in the daily strife; Thou, the Bread of heaven, broken In the sacrament of life. Every task, however simple, Sets the soul that does it free; Every deed of love and kindness Done to man is done to Thee. Jesus, Thou divine Companion, Help us all to do our best; Bless in our daily labor, Lead us to the Sabbath rest.

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• [Mat 25:40] Just A Little

  Just a little kindness shown along the weary road; Just a little lifting of another’s heavy load; Just a little pity that is tenderly bestowed, May win a soul for Jesus. Refrain In the name of Him Who died for you, To your vow of service are you true? Never, then, neglect it, For when you least expect it, You may win a soul for Jesus. Just a little sacrifice of ease that we have earned; Just a little sharing of a lesson we have learned; Just a little stirring of the flame that low has burned, May win a soul for Jesus. Refrain Just a little pleading in the name of Him Who died; Just a little earnestness, like His, who is your Guide; Just a little longing for someone lost at your side, May win a soul for Jesus. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] Lord, Lead The Way The Savior Went

  Lord, lead the way the Savior went, By lane and cell obscure; And let love’s treasures still be spent, Like His, upon the poor. Like Him, through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the world’s sad weight, We, in their crowded loneliness, Would seek the desolate. For Thou hast placed us side by side In this wide world of ill; And, that Thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still. Mean are all offerings we can make; Yet Thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Savior’s sake, They lose not their reward.

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• [Mat 25:40] Lord Of Glory, Who Hast Bought Us

  Lord of Glory, who hast bought us with Thy lifeblood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones that tremendous sacrifice; And with that hast freely given blessings countless as the sand, To the unthankful and the evil with Thine own unsparing hand. Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee gladly, freely, of Thine own. With the sunshine of Thy goodness melt our thankless hearts of stone. Till our cold and selfish natures, warmed by Thee, at length believe That more happy and more blessed ’tis to give than to receive. Wondrous honor hast Thou given to our humblest charity. In Thine own mysterious sentence, “Ye have done it unto Me.” Can it be, O gracious Master, Thou dost deign for alms to sue, Saying by Thy poor and needy, “Give as I have given you”? Yes: the sorrow and the suffering, which on every hand we see, Channels are for tithes and offerings due by solemn right to Thee; Right of which we may not rob Thee, debt we may not choose but pay, Lest that face of love and pity turn from us another day. Lord of Glory, who hast bought us with Thy lifeblood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones that tremendous sacrifice; Give us faith, to trust Thee boldly; hope, to stay our souls on Thee; But O, best of all Thy graces, give us Thine own charity.

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• [Mat 25:40] O Do Some Good Deed Every Day

  O do some good deed ev’ry day, And speak kind words along the way; O sing a glad and cheerful song, For it may make some weak heart strong. Refrain O do some good deed ev’ry day, Then will the loving Master say: “Your deeds wrought in My Name shall be Recorded as done unto Me.” O help a brother bear his load O’er life’s uphill and dreary road; With those who need, share ev’ry day The blessings God has sent your way. Refrain O seek, and you will always find The sheaves of good to reap and bind; There’s something you can do or say For Christ the Master’s sake each day. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] O God Of Mercy! Hearken Now

  O God of mercy! hearken now Before Thy throne we humbly bow; With heart and voice to Thee we cry For all on earth who suffering lie. We seek Thee where Thou dwell’st on high; Beyond the glittering, starry sky: We find Thee where Thou dwell’st below Beside the beds of want and woe. O let the healing waters spring, Touched by Thy pitying angel’s wing; With quick’ning pow’r new strength impart To palsied will, to withered heart. Where poverty in pain must lie, Where little suffering children cry, Bid us haste forth as called by Thee, And in Thy poor Thyself to see.

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• [Mat 25:40] O God Of Mercy, God Of Might

  O God of mercy, God of might, In love and pity infinite, Teach us, as ever in Thy sight, To live our life to Thee. And Thou Who cam’st on earth to die, That fallen man might live thereby, O hear us, for to Thee we cry In hope, O Lord, to Thee. Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught, To feel for those Thy blood hath bought; That every word and deed and thought May work a work for Thee. For all are brethren, far and wide, Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died; Then teach us, whatsoe’er betide, To love them all in Thee. In sickness, sorrow, want or care, Whate’er it be, ’tis ours to share; May we, when help is needed, there Give help as unto Thee. And may Thy Holy Spirit move All those who live, to live in love, Till Thou shalt greet in Heaven above All those who live to Thee.

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• [Mat 25:40] O, Sing We A Carol

  O, sing we a carol all blithe and free, And fit for our Christmas morn, For the world is as cold as the cold can be, Though its Lord on this day was born; Though its Lord on this day was born: ’Tis a wintry time for the rich and poor, And who should be driv’n from a Christian’s door? Refrain ’Tis a wintry time for the rich and poor, And who should be driven from a Christian’s door? And who should be driv’n from a Christian’s door? For the angel’s song at the birth of Christ, With tidings of joy began; And it rang with a glory to God in the highest, And a brotherhood true for man; Yet ’twas winter time for rich and poor, When the shepherds came to the stable door. Yet ’twas winter time for the rich and poor, Refrain True sages were they who to Bethlehem led, Brought frankincense, myrrh, and gold, Which they offered to Christ on His manger bed, With a reverent love untold. Yet ’twas winter time for rich and poor, When the wise men knelt at the stable door. Yet ’twas winter time for the rich and poor, Refrain Cannot we make our offerings now to Christ’s need, When His poor all around we see? “Inasmuch as to them we have done the deed,” He will say, “Ye have done to Me.” He will say, “Ye have done to Me.” ’Tis a wintry time for the rich and poor, And who should be driv’n from a Christian’s door? Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] O Jesus, Master, When Today

  O Jesus, Master, when today, I meet, along the crowded way, My burdened brothers—mine and Thine— May then through me Thy Spirit shine. To cheer them in their onward way, Till evening ends the varied day, To kindle so a growing light, Where else might be but gloom and night. Grant, too, that they my need may know, As side by side we onward go— An equal need of kindly thought, And love like that which Thou hast taught. Then give our hands a touch divine, And to our voices tones like Thine, As side by side we onward go, Nor need each other’s name to know.

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• [Mat 25:40] Others

  Lord, help me live from day to day In such a self-forgetful way That even when I kneel to pray My prayer shall be for—Others. Refrain Others, Lord, yes others, Let this my motto be, Help me to live for others, That I may live like Thee. Help me in all the work I do To ever be sincere and true And know that all I’d do for You Must needs be done for—Others. Refrain Let “Self” be crucified and slain And buried deep: and all in vain May efforts be to rise again, Unless to live for—Others. Refrain And when my work on earth is done, And my new work in Heav’n’s begun, May I forget the crown I’ve won, While thinking still of—Others. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] Poor Wayfaring Man Of Grief, A

  A poor wayfaring Man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief That I could never answer nay. I had not power to ask his name, Whereto he went, or whence he came; Yet there was something in his eye That won my love; I knew not why. Once, when my scanty meal was spread, He entered; not a word he spake, Just perishing for want of bread. I gave him all; he blessed it, brake, And ate, but gave me part again. Mine was an angel’s portion then, For while I fed with eager haste, The crust was manna to my taste. I spied him where a fountain burst Clear from the rock; his strength was gone. The heedless water mocked his thirst; He heard it, saw it hurrying on. I ran and raised the suff’rer up; Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, Dipped and returned it running o’er; I drank and never thirsted more. ’Twas night; the floods were out; it blew A winter hurricane aloof. I heard his voice abroad and flew To bid him welcome to my roof. I warmed and clothed and cheered my guest And laid him on my couch to rest; Then made the earth my bed, and seemed In Eden’s garden while I dreamed. Stripped, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side. I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment—he was healed. I had myself a wound concealed, But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart. In pris’n I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor’s doom at morn. The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him ’mid shame and scorn. My friendship’s utmost zeal to try, He asked if I for him would die. The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill, But my free spirit cried, “I will!” Then in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise. The tokens in His hands I knew; The Savior stood before mine eyes. He spake, and my poor name He named, “Of Me thou hast not been ashamed. These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto Me.”

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• [Mat 25:40] Somebody Else Needs A Blessing

  We’re “counting” the blessings, our joys we record, The wonderful mercies like sunbeams outpoured; But let us remember while praising the Lord, Somebody else needs a blessing. Refrain Somebody else needs a blessing, Somebody else needs a blessing; We’ll let our lights shine to His glory divine, Somebody else needs a blessing. We’ll go, like the Savior, to comfort the sad; With love’s healing portion we’ll make others glad, Until, with fresh verdure, life’s deserts are clad; Somebody else needs a blessing. Refrain We’ll tell the old story again and again; Salvation for sinners, good will unto men, Till Gospel songs echo from mountain to glen; Somebody else needs a blessing. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] This Is Our Endeavor

  Lonely hearts to comfort, Weary lives to cheer— This is our endeavor, This our mission here; Seeking out the lost ones On the mountains cold, We would gladly bring them To the Shepherd’s fold. Pressing on together, Doing good to all, In the name of Jesus, Lifting those who fall; To the poor and friendless Give with open hand— This is our endeavor, This the Lord’s command. Onward, ever onward, Trusting in the Lord, Look we for the promise Of a blest reward, Robes and palms of glory, Mansions bright and fair, Welcome from the Savior, Rest for ever there.

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• [Mat 25:40] We All Can Do Something For Jesus

  Our school is a vineyard, a garden of truth, Where all can do something for Jesus; And though we are just in the morning of youth, We all can do something for Jesus; The deep, rolling river that flows to the sea Is made of the brooklet that sparkles so free; A lesson, dear children, for you and for me, We all can do something for Jesus. The deep, rolling river that flows to the sea Is made of the brooklet that sparkles so free. Refrain We all can do something for Jesus, Something, something, We all can do something for Jesus, Something for Jesus. A word to the erring, of kindness and love, May often remind them of Jesus; A song of our beautiful mansion above, May lead a poor wand’rer to Jesus; The acorn, when planted, though small it may be, How quickly it grows to a wide spreading tree; A lesson, dear children, for you and for me, We all can do something for Jesus. The acorn, when planted, though small it may be, How quickly it grows to a wide spreading tree. Refrain Oh! sweeter, far sweeter, than riches or fame, To feel we are working for Jesus; The cup of cold water we give in His Name, Will bring us the blessings of Jesus; The brook and the acorn, the leaf and the tree Are teaching a lesson to you and to me; No matter how simple the effort may be, We all can do something for Jesus. The brook and the acorn, the leaf and the tree Are teaching a lesson to you and to me. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] When Thy Heart, With Joy O’erflowing

  When thy heart, with joy o’erflowing, Sings a thankful prayer, In thy joy, O let thy brother With thee share. When the harvest sheaves ingathered Fill thy barns with store, To thy God and to thy brother Give the more. If thy soul, with power uplifted, Yearn for glorious deed, Give thy strength to serve thy brother In his need. Share with him thy bread of blessing, Sorrow’s burden share; When thy heart enfolds a brother God is there.

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Lukas 14:13

• [Luk 14:13] Good King Wenceslas

  Good King Wenceslas looked out on the Feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel. “Hither, page, and stand by me, if you know it, telling, Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?” “Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain, Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes’ fountain.” “Bring me food and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither, You and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither.” Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together, Through the cold wind’s wild lament and the bitter weather. “Sire, the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger, Fails my heart, I know not how; I can go no longer.” “Mark my footsteps, my good page, tread now in them boldly, You shall find the winter’s rage freeze your blood less coldly.” In his master’s steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted; Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed. Therefore, Christian men, be sure, wealth or rank possessing, You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing.

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Kolose 1:15

• [Kol 1:15] O God, Unseen Yet Ever Near

  O God, unseen yet ever near, Thy presence may we feel; And thus inspired with holy fear, Before Thine altar kneel. Here may Thy faithful people know The blessings of Thy love, The streams that through the desert flow, The manna from above. We come, obedient to Thy Word, To feast on heav’nly food; Our meat the body of the Lord, Our drink His precious blood. Thus may we all Thy Word obey, For we, O God, are Thine; And go rejoicing on our way, Renewed with strength divine.

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Kolose 1:12

• [Kol 1:12] For Thy Dear Saints

  For Thy dear saints, O Lord, [or, For Thy dear saint, O Lord,] Who strove in Thee to live, Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, Our grateful hymn receive. They all in life and death, With Thee their Lord in view, Learned from Thy Holy Spirit’s breath To suffer and to do. Thine earthly members fit To join Thy saints above, In one communion ever knit, One fellowship of love. Jesus, Thy Name we bless, And humbly pray that we May follow them in holiness, Who lived and died for Thee.

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Yakobus 2:5-6

• [Yak 2:5] Heir Of The Kingdom

  Heir of the kingdom, O why dost thou slumber? Why art thou sleeping so near thy blest home? Wake thee, arouse thee, and gird on thine armor, Speed, for the moments are hurrying on. Heir of the kingdom, say, why dost thou linger? How canst thou tarry in sight of the prize? Up, and adorn thee, the Savior is coming; Haste to receive Him descending the skies. Earth’s mighty nations, in strife and commotion, Tremble with terror, and sink in dismay; Listen, ’tis naught but the chariot’s loud rumbling; Heir of the kingdom, no longer delay. Stay not, O stay not, for earth’s vain allurements! See how its glory is passing away; Break the strong fetters the foe hath bound o’er thee; Heir of the kingdom, turn, turn thee away. Keep the eye single, the head upward lifted; Watch for the glory of earth’s coming King; Lo! o’er the mountain tops light is now breaking; Heirs of the kingdom, rejoice ye and sing.

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