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Mazmur 66:18-19

Mazmur 145:18-19

Roma 8:26-27

Yakobus 5:1

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Mazmur 66:18-19

• [Mzm 66:19] God From On High Hath Heard

  God from on high hath heard; Let sighs and sorrows cease; Lo! from the opening Heav’n descends To man the promised Peace. Hark! through the silent night Angelic voices swell; Their joyful songs proclaim that “God Is born on earth to dwell.” See how the shepherd band Speed on with eager feet; Come to the hallowed cave with them The Holy Babe to greet. But, oh, what sight appears Within that lowly door! A manger, stall, and swaddling clothes, A Child and mother poor! Art Thou the Christ? the Son? The Father’s image bright? And see we Him Whose arm upholds Earth and the starry height? Yea, faith can pierce the cloud Which veils Thy glory now; We hail Thee, God, before Whose throne The angels prostrate bow. A silent Teacher, Lord, Thou bidd’st us not refuse To bear what flesh would have us shun, To shun what flesh would choose. Our sinful pride to cure With that pure love of Thine, O be Thou born within our hearts, Most Holy Child divine.

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• [Mzm 66:19] My God, Is Any Hour So Sweet

  My God, is any hour so sweet From blush of morn to evening star, As that which calls me to Thy feet— The hour of prayer? Blest is that tranquil hour of morn, And blest that hour of solemn eve, When, on the wings of prayer upborne, The world I leave. Then is my strength by Thee renewed; Then are my sins by Thee forgiv’n; Then dost Thou cheer my solitude With hopes of Heav’n. No words can tell what sweet relief There for my every want I find, What strength for warfare, balm for grief, What peace of mind. Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear; My spirit seems in Heav’n to stay; And e’en the penitential tear Is wiped away. Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore, No privilege so dear shall be As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to Thee.

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Yesaya 55:8-9

• [Yes 55:8] The Two Views

  To man, it seemed that Evil had prevailed, That His fair life had altogether failed, And naught was left but what the Cross impaled— But God saw otherwise! They would have hailed Him King, and with acclaim, Upon the wings of His far reaching fame, Have swept the land like a devouring flame; But God saw otherwise! It seemed as though His life had gone for naught— Nothing to show for that long battle fought, But a pale prisoner to the gibbet brought— But God saw otherwise! No lasting good seemed ever like to come Of all His sowing—neither fruit nor bloom, Instead—a felon’s cross, an alien tomb— But God saw otherwise! We, too, at times, come nigh to lose our hope, When with life’s evils we no more can cope, And in the dark with heavy hearts we grope; But God saw otherwise!

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Yohanes 9:31

• [Yoh 9:31] I Worship Thee, Most Gracious God

  I worship Thee, most gracious God, And all Thy ways adore; And every day I live, I seem To love Thee more and more. When obstacles and trials seem Like prison walls to be, I do the little I can do, And leave the rest to Thee. I have no cares, O blessèd Will, For all my cares are Thine; I live in triumph, Lord, for Thou Hast made Thy triumphs mine. He always wins who sides with God; To him no chance is lost; God’s will is sweetest to him when It triumphs at his cost. Ill that He blesses is our good, And unblest good is ill; And all is right that seems most wrong, If it be His sweet will.

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Roma 8:26-27

• [Rm 8:27] O Thou, Who Hast At Thy Command

  O Thou, who hast at Thy command The hearts of all men in Thy hand, Our wayward, erring hearts incline To have no other will but Thine. Our wishes, our desires, control; Mold every purpose of the soul; O’er all may we victorious prove That stands between us and Thy love. Thrice blest will all our blessings be, When we can look through them to Thee; When each glad heart its tribute pays Of love and gratitude and praise. And while we to Thy glory live, May we to Thee all glory give, Until the final summons come, That calls Thy willing servants home.

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Yakobus 5:16-18

• [Yak 5:16] Blessing In Prayer, A

  There is rest, sweet rest, at the Master’s feet, There is favor now at the mercy seat, For atoning blood has been sprinkled there; There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. Refrain There’s a blessing in prayer, in believing prayer, When our Savior’s Name to the throne we bear; Then a Father’s love will receive us there; There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. There is grace to help in our time of need, For our Friend above is a Friend, indeed; We may cast on Him every grief and care; There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. Refrain When our songs are glad with the joy of life, When our hearts are sad with its ills and strife, When the powers of sin would the soul ensnare, There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. Refrain There is perfect peace tho’ the wild waves roll, There are gifts of love for the seeking soul, Till we praise the Lord in His home so fair, There is always a blessing, a blessing in prayer. Refrain

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• [Yak 5:16] My Mother’s Prayer

  I never can forget the day I heard my mother kindly say, “You’re leaving now my tender care; Remember, child, your mother’s prayer.” Refrain Whene’er I think of her so dear, I feel her angel spirit near; A voice comes floating on the air, Reminding me of Mother’s prayer. I never can forget the voice That always made my heart rejoice; Though I have wandered God knows where, Still I remember Mother’s prayer. Refrain Though years have gone, I can’t forget Those words of love—I hear them yet; I see her by the old arm chair, My mother dear, in humble prayer. Refrain I never can forget the hour I felt the Savior’s cleansing pow’r. My sin and guilt be canceled there, ’Twas there He answered Mother’s prayer. O praise the Lord for saving grace! We’ll meet up yonder face to face; The home above together share, In answer to my mother’s prayer.

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• [Yak 5:16] My Name In Mother’s Prayer

  I never can forget the day I heard my mother kindly say, “You’re leaving now my tender care; Remember, child, your mother’s prayer.” Refrain Whene’er I think of her so dear, I feel her angel spirit near; A voice comes floating on the air, Reminding me of Mother’s prayer. I never can forget the voice That always made my heart rejoice; Though I have wandered God knows where, Still I remember Mother’s prayer. Refrain Though years have gone, I can’t forget Those words of love—I hear them yet; I see her by the old arm chair, My mother dear, in humble prayer. Refrain I never can forget the hour I felt the Savior’s cleansing pow’r. My sin and guilt be canceled there, ’Twas there He answered Mother’s prayer. O praise the Lord for saving grace! We’ll meet up yonder face to face; The home above together share, In answer to my mother’s prayer.

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  source: Cyberhymnal