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Yesaya 55:1

Matius 13:44

Matius 13:46

Filipi 3:7-8

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Mazmur 119:72

• [Mzm 119:72] Begin, My Tongue, Some Heavenly Theme

  Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme And speak some boundless thing; The mighty works, or mightier Name Of our eternal King. Tell of His wonderful faithfulness And sound His power abroad; Sing the sweet promise of His grace, The love and truth of God. [originally, And the performing God] Proclaim “salvation from the Lord For wretched, dying men”; His hand has writ the sacred Word With an immortal pen. Engraved as in eternal brass The mighty promise shines; Nor can the powers of darkness ‘rase Those everlasting lines. He that can dash whole worlds to death, And make them when He please, He speaks, and that almighty breath Fulfils His great decrees. His every word of grace is strong As that which built the skies; The voice that rolls the stars along Speaks all the promises. He said, “Let the wide heav’n be spread,” And heav’n was stretched abroad: “Abram, I’ll be thy God,” He said, And He was Abram’s God. O might I hear Thy heavenly tongue But whisper, “Thou art Mine!” Those gentle words shall raise my song To notes almost divine. How would my leaping heart rejoice, And think my heav’n secure! I trust the all creating voice, And faith desires no more.

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Yesaya 55:1

• [Yes 55:1] Ho, Every One That Is Thirsty!

  Ho! every one that is thirsty in spirit, Ho! every one that is weary and sad; Come to the fountain, there’s fullness in Jesus, All that you’re longing for: come and be glad! Refrain “I will pour water on him that is thirsty, I will pour floods upon the dry ground; Open your hearts for the gifts I am bringing; While ye are seeking Me, I will be found.” Child of the world, are you tired of your bondage? Weary of earth joys, so false, so untrue? Thirsting for God and His fullness of blessing? List to the promise, a message for you! Refrain Child of the kingdom, be filled with the Spirit! Nothing but “fullness” thy longing can meet; ’Tis the enduement for life and for service; Thine is the promise, so certain, so sweet. Refrain

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• [Yes 55:1] Ho! Every One That Thirsts, Draw Nigh

  Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh: ’Tis God invites the fallen race: Mercy and free salvation buy; Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. Come to the living waters, come! Sinners, obey your Maker’s call; Return, ye weary wanderers, home, And find My grace is free for all. See from the rock a fountain rise! For you in healing streams it rolls; Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye laboring, burdened, sin-sick souls. Nothing ye in exchange shall give; Leave all you have and are behind; Frankly the gift of God receive; Pardon and peace in Jesus find.

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• [Yes 55:1] Let Every Mortal Ear Attend

  Let every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice; The trumpet of the Gospel sounds With an inviting voice. Lo! all ye hungry, starving souls That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind. Eternal Wisdom has prepared A soul reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. Ho! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die, Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. Ye perishing and naked poor, Who work with mighty pain To weave a garment of your own That will not hide your sin, Come naked, and adorn your souls In robes prepared by God, Wrought by the labors of His Son, And dyed in His own blood. Dear God! the treasures of Thy love Are everlasting mines, Deep as our helpless miseries are, And boundless as our sins. The happy gates of Gospel grace Stand open night and day; Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away.

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Matius 13:44

• [Mat 13:44] God In Heaven Hath A Treasure

  God in heaven hath a treasure, riches none may count or tell; Hath a deep eternal pleasure, Christ, the Son, He loveth well. God hath here on earth a treasure, none but He its price may know— Deep, unfathomable pleasure, Christ revealed in saints below. Christ, the Light that fills the heavens, shining forth on earth beneath, Through His Spirit freely given, Light of life ’midst shades of death; Down from heaven’s unclouded glory God Himself the treasure brought, Closing thus His love’s sweet story with His sweetest, deepest thought. God in tongues of fire descending, chosen vessels thus to fill With the treasure never ending, ever spent—unfailing still. Still unwasted, undiminished, though the days of dearth wear on, Store eternally unfinished, fresh, as if but now begun. Earthen vessels, marred, unsightly, but the treasure as of old, Fresh from glory, gleaming brightly, heaven’s undimmed, unchanging gold. God’s own hand the vessel filling from the glory far above, Longing hearts forever stilling with those riches of His love. Thus, through earthen vessels only, shining forth in ceaseless grace, Reaching weary hearts and lonely, beams the light in Jesus’ face. Vessels worthless, broken, bearing through the hungry ages on, Riches given with hand unsparing, God’s great gift, His precious Son. Thus though worn, and tried, and tempted, glorious calling, saint, is thine; Let the Lord but find thee emptied, living branch in Christ the Vine! Vessels of the world’s despising, vessels weak, and poor, and base; Bearing wealth God’s heart is prizing, glory from Christ’s blessèd face. Oh, to be but emptier, lowlier, mean, unnoticed, and unknown. And to God a vessel holier, filled with Christ, and Christ alone! Naught of earth to cloud the glory, naught of self the light to dim. Telling forth His wondrous story, emptied—to be filled with Him.

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• [Mat 13:44] Jesus, Priceless Treasure

  Jesus, priceless Treasure, Source of purest pleasure, Truest Friend to me. Ah, how long in anguish Shall my spirit languish, Yearning, Lord, for Thee? Thou art mine, O Lamb divine! I will suffer naught to hide Thee, Naught I ask beside Thee. In Thine arms I rest me; Foes who would molest me Cannot reach me here. Though the earth be shaking, Every heart be quaking, Jesus calms my fear. Lightnings flash and thunders crash; Yet, though sin and hell assail me, Jesus will not fail me. Satan, I defy thee; Death, I now decry thee; Fear, I bid thee cease. World, thou shalt not harm me Nor thy threats alarm me While I sing of peace. God’s great power guards every hour; Earth and all its depths adore Him, Silent bow before Him. Evil world, I leave thee; Thou canst not deceive me, Thine appeal is vain. Sin that once did bind me, Get thee far behind me, Come not forth again. Past thy hour, O pride and power; Sinful life, thy bonds I sever, Leave thee now forever. Hence, all thought of sadness! For the Lord of gladness, Jesus, enters in. Those who love the Father, Though the storms may gather, Still have peace within; Yea, whatever we here must bear, Still in Thee lies purest pleasure, Jesus, priceless Treasure!

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Filipi 3:7-8

• [Flp 3:8] Blessed Savior, Thee I Love

  Blessèd Savior, Thee I love, All my other joys above; All my hopes in Thee abide, Thou my Hope, and naught betide; Ever let my glory be, Only, only, only Thee. Once again beside the cross, All my gain I count but loss; Earthly pleasures fade away, Clouds they are that hide my day; Hence, vain shadows! let me see Jesus, crucified for me. Blessèd Savior, Thine am I, Thine to live, and Thine to die; Height or depth, or creature power, Ne’er shall hide my Savior more; Ever shall my glory be, Only, only, only Thee.

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• [Flp 3:8] Deeper And Deeper

  Into the heart of Jesus Deeper and deeper I go, Seeking to know the reason Why He should love me so, Why He should stoop to lift me Up from the miry clay, Saving my soul, making me whole, Though I had wandered away. Into the will of Jesus, Deeper and deeper I go, Praying for grace to follow, Seeking His way to know; Bowing in full surrender Low at His blessèd feet, Bidding Him take, break me and make, Till I am molded, complete. Into the cross of Jesus Deeper and deeper I go, Following through the garden, Facing the dreaded foe; Drinking the cup of sorrow, Sobbing with broken heart, “O Savior, help! Dear Savior, help! Grace for my weakness impart.” Into the joy of Jesus Deeper and deeper I go, Rising, with soul enraptured, Far from the world below. Joy in the place of sorrow, Peace in the midst of pain, Jesus will give, Jesus will give; He will uphold and sustain. Into the love of Jesus Deeper and deeper I go, Praising the One Who brought me Out of my sin and woe; And through eternal ages Gratefully I shall sing, “O how He loved! O how He loved! Jesus, my Lord and my King!”

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• [Flp 3:8] He Is So Precious To Me

  So precious is Jesus, my Savior, my King; His praise all the day long with rapture I sing. To Him in my weakness for strength I can cling, For He is so precious to me. Refrain For He is so precious, so precious to me; For He is so precious, so precious to me. ’Tis heaven below, my Redeemer to know, For He is so precious to me. He stood at my heart’s door ’mid sunshine and rain, And patiently waited an entrance to gain. What shame that so long He entreated in vain, For He is so precious to me. Refrain I stand on the mountain of blessing at last, No cloud in the heavens a shadow to cast, His smile is upon me; the valley is past, For He is so precious to me. Refrain I praise Him because He appointed a place Where some day, through faith in His wonderful grace, I know I shall see Him, shall look on His face, For He is so precious to me. Refrain

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• [Flp 3:8] Lord Jesus, When We Stand Afar

  Lord Jesu, when we stand afar And gaze upon Thy holy cross, In love of Thee, and scorn of self, O may we count the world as loss! When we behold Thy bleeding wounds, And the rough way that Thou hast trod, Make us to hate the load of sin That lay so heavy on our God. O holy Lord, uplifted high, With outstretched arms in mortal woe, Thou dost embrace in wondrous love The sinful world that lies below. Give us an ever living faith To gaze beyond the things we see; And in the mystery of Thy death Draw us and all men unto Thee.

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• [Flp 3:8] Many Thoughts Stir My Heart

  Many thoughts stir my heart as I ponder alone; Many places attract me with charms all their own; But the thought of all thoughts is of Christ crucified, The place of all places, the hill where He died. Refrain O the charm of the cross! How I love to be there! With the love that shines from it, what love can compare? The seal of my ransom in Calvary I see, All my sin, O my Savior, laid upon Thee! ’Tis the end of my sin and the source of all grace; ’Tis the word of God’s love to a prodigal race; ’Tis the greatest, the grandest gift God could impart, Surpassing my reason, but winning my heart. Refrain For the sake of the Christ and the love of His cross I have yielded my all and not reckoned it loss; There’s a place in my heart which the Savior must fill; No other can take it, and none ever will. Refrain

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• [Flp 3:8] O Jesus, We Adore Thee

  O Jesus, we adore Thee, Upon the cross, our King! We bow our hearts before Thee, Thy gracious Name we sing. That Name hath brought salvation, That Name in life our stay, Our peace, our consolation, When life shall fade away. Yet doth the world disdain Thee, Still passing by the cross; Lord, may our hearts retain Thee; All else we count but loss. Ah, Lord, our sins arraigned Thee, And nailed Thee to the tree; Our pride, our Lord, disdained Thee; Yet deign our Hope to be. O glorious King, we bless Thee, No longer pass Thee by; O Jesus, we confess Thee The Son enthroned on high. Lord, grant to us remission; Life through Thy death restore; Yea, grant us fruition Of life forevermore.

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• [Flp 3:8] We Sing The Praise Of Him Who Died

  We sing the praise of Him Who died, Of Him Who died upon the cross; The sinner’s hope let men deride, For this we count the world but loss. Inscribed upon the cross we see In shining letters, “God is Love”; He bears our sins upon the tree; He brings us mercy from above. The cross! it takes our guilt away; It holds the fainting spirit up; It cheers with hope the gloomy day, And sweetens every bitter cup. It makes the coward spirit brave, And nerves the feeble arm for fight; It takes the terror from the grave, And gilds the bed of death with light. The balm of life, the cure of woe, The measure and the pledge of love, The sinner’s refuge here below, The angels’ theme in Heav’n above. To Christ, who won for sinners grace By bitter grief and anguish sore, Be praise from all the ransomed race Forever and forevermore.

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