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Mazmur 96:11-13

Wahyu 20:11-15

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Mazmur 96:11-13

• [Mzm 96:12] Hark, My Soul, How Everything

  Hark, my soul, how everything Strives to serve our bounteous King; Each a double tribute pays, Sings its parts, and then obeys. Nature’s chief and sweetest choir Him with cheerful notes admire; Chanting every day their lauds, While the grove their song applauds. Though their voices lower be, Streams have too their melody; Night and day they warbling run, Never pause, but still sing on. All the flowers that gild the spring Hither their still music bring; If heaven bless them, thankful, they Smell more sweet, and look more gay. Only we can scarce afford This short office to our Lord; We, on whom His bounty flows, All things gives, and nothing owes. Wake! for shame, my sluggish heart, Wake! and gladly sing thy part; Learn of birds, and springs, and flowers, How to use thy nobler powers. Call whole nature to thy aid; Since ’twas He whole nature made; Join in one eternal song, Who to one God all belong. Live forever, glorious Lord! Live by all Thy works adored, One in Three, and Three in One, Thrice we bow to Thee alone.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 96:13] Come In, Thou Blessed, Honored Lord

  Come in, Thou blessèd, honored Lord! By earth, by Heav’n, by all, adored! We hail Thee, welcome! Take Thy throne, and in Thy Zion reign alone. Our only Lord and God Thou art! Reign Thou the Sovereign of our hearts, Thou King of glory ever blest, By angels and by men confessed. Thy Church now enter, Lord divine; And be the kingdom ever Thine; We hail Thee welcome to Thy seat, And lay our honors at Thy feet. O happy Church, thy bliss how great; The King, in all His heav’nly state, With thee forever will reside: Thy Husband He and thou the bride. O Lord! our grateful hearts rejoice, Since Thou hast made our souls Thy choice; While here our songs to Thee shall rise, And join the chorus of the skies.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Maleakhi 3:16-18

• [Mal 3:17] King’s Treasures, The

  We are the treasures of Christ the King; Jesus has given us each good thing; Voices to sing for Him songs of praise, Feet to run willingly in His ways. Refrain We are the treasures of Christ the King, Happy that we of His love may sing; All of our powers to Him will we bring; We are the treasures of Christ the King. Boys who are manly, and pure and true, Girls who are happy and useful, too, Through all the powers that God has giv’n, Make earth an Eden and home a heav’n. Refrain We are His treasures; our hands and heart, Placed in His keeping, must do their part; He will employ all our powers each day, We will serve Jesus in work and play. Refrain

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• [Mal 3:17] When He Cometh

  When He cometh, when He cometh To make up His jewels, All His jewels, precious jewels, His loved and His own. Refrain Like the stars of the morning, His brightness adorning, They shall shine in their beauty, Bright gems for His crown. He will gather, He will gather The gems for His kingdom; All the pure ones, all the bright ones, His loved and His own. Refrain Little children, little children, Who love their Redeemer, Are the jewels, precious jewels, His loved and His own. Refrain

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Wahyu 20:11-15

• [Why 20:12] Is It There?

  Is my hope on the rifted Rock, Cleft by the Lord for me? Is my name in the book of life? O that my faith could see! Refrain Is it there, is it there, Bright on the page so fair? Is it there, is it there, Safe in my Father’s care? Do I walk with a steadfast eye Fixed on the heavenly land? Is my name in the book of life Graved by a Savior’s hand? Refrain Can I say, with a trusting heart, Jesus, Thy will, not mine? Is my name in the book of life, Sealed by His blood divine? Refrain When in death I shall calmly sleep, Jesus, to wake with Thee, There my name in the book of life Grant that my eye may see. Refrain

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• [Why 20:12] My Record Will Be There

  In a day that is not far, At the blazing judgment bar, Even now the awful summons I can hear; I must meet the mighty God, I must face His holy Word, I must stand before the judgment bar. Refrain Oh, my record will be there, Be its pages dark or fair, When I stand before the judgment bar. When the books shall open be, In that morning by and by, Oh, my record, oh, my record will be there. I must meet each broken vow, That I hold so lightly now, Every heartache I have caused, each sigh, each tear; Things that time cannot erase, I must meet them face to face, When I stand before the judgment bar. Refrain Every secret lust and thought There shall be to judgment brought, When the Lord in all His glory shall appear; All the deeds of darkest night Shall come out to greet the light, When I stand before the judgment bar. Refrain I must meet my cankered gold, For whose greed my life was sold, It shall mock me in the judgment’s lurid glare; Saying we have sold for naught, All the Savior’s blood has bought, You must stand before the judgment bar. Refrain Let me turn and seek the Lord, Let me trust His holy Word, Let me bow and call upon Him while He’s near; Then when I my record face, He will answer in my place When I stand before the judgment bar. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 20:12] That Great, Tremendous Day’s Approaching

  That great, tremendous day’s approaching, That awful scene is drawing nigh, Which was foretold by ancient prophets, Decreed from all eternity. Prepare my soul, reflect and wonder, That awful scene in drawing near, When you shall see the great transaction, When Christ in judgment shall appear. See nature standing in amazement, To hear the last loud trumpet sound; Arise, ye dead, and come to judgment, Ye nations of this world around: The orbèd lamps all veiled in sackcloth, No more their shining circuit run, The wheel of time now stopped forever, Eternal things are now begun. Green graveyards, and the tombs of marble, Give up their dead, both small and great; And the whole world, both saint and sinner, Are coming to the judgment seat; See Jesus on the throne of justice, In clouds descending from the sky, With countless hosts of shining angels, With hallelujahs shout for joy.

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• [Why 20:12] Time, By Moments, Steals Away

  Time, by moments, steals away, First the hour, and then the day; Small the daily loss appears, Yet it soon amounts to years: Thus another year is flown, Now it is no more our own (If it brought or promised good) Than the years before the flood. But (may none of us forget) It has left us much in debt; Favors from the Lord received, Sins that have His Spirit grieved; Marked by an unerring hand In His book recorded stand; Who can tell the vast amount, Placed to each of our account? Happy, the believing soul! Christ for you has paid the whole; While you own the debt is large, You may plead a full discharge: But poor careless sinner, say, What can you to justice pay? Tremble, lest when life is past, Into prison you be cast! Will you still increase the score? Still be careless, as before? O, forbid it, gracious Lord, Touch their spirits by Thy Word! Now, in mercy, to them show What a mighty debt they owe! All their unbelief subdue, Let them find forgiveness too. Spared to see another year, Let Thy blessing meet us here; Come, Thy dying work revive, Bid Thy drooping garden thrive: Sun of righteousness arise! Warm our hearts, and bless our eyes; Let our prayer Thy bowels move, Make this year a time of love!

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• [Why 20:12] When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder

  When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more, And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair; When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore, And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there. Refrain When the roll, is called up yon-der, When the roll, is called up yon-der, When the roll, is called up yon-der, When the roll is called up yonder I’ll be there. On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise, And the glory of His resurrection share; When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies, And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there. Refrain Let us labor for the Master from the dawn till setting sun, Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care; Then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done, And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there. Refrain

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• [Why 20:12] World Is Very Evil, The

  The world is very evil, the times are waxing late, Be sober and keep vigil, the Judge is at the gate. The Judge Who comes in mercy, the Judge Who comes in might, Who comes to end the evil, who comes to crown the right. Arise, arise, good Christian, let right to wrong succeed; Let penitential sorrow to heavenly gladness lead, To light that has no evening, that knows nor moon nor sun, The light so new and golden, the light that is but one. O home of fadeless splendor, of flowers that bear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children who here as exiles mourn; ’Midst power that knows no limits, where wisdom has no bound, The beatific vision shall glad the saints around. The peace that is for Heaven, and shall be too for earth, The palace that re-echoes with festal song and mirth; The garden breathing spices, the paradise on high; Grace beautified to glory, unceasing minstrelsy. O happy, holy portion, reflection for the blest, True vision of true beauty, true cure of the distressed! Strive, man, to win that glory; toil, man, to gain that light; Send hope before to grasp it, till hope be lost in sight. O sweet and blessèd country, the home of God’s elect! O sweet and blessèd country, that eager hearts expect! Jesu, in mercy bring us to that dear land of rest; Who art with God the Father and Spirit, ever blest.

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• [Why 20:13] Chariot, The

  The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire, As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of His ire! Lo! self moving it drives on its pathway of cloud, And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bowed. The glory! the glory! around Him are poured Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord; And the glorified saints and the martyrs are there, And there all who the palm wreaths of victory wear. The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard, Lo! the depths of the stone covered charnel are stirred; From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north, And the vast generations of man are come forth. The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set, Where the Lamb and the white vested elders are met; There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, And the doom of eternity hangs on His word. O mercy! O mercy! look down from above, Great Creator, on us, Thy sad children, with love; When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driven, May our justified souls find a welcome in Heaven.

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• [Why 20:14] Sing To The Lord, Ye Heav’nly Hosts

  Sing to the Lord, ye heav’nly hosts, And thou, O earth, adore; Let death and hell through all their coasts Stand trembling at His power. His sounding chariot shakes the sky, He makes the clouds His throne; There all His stores of lightning lie, Till vengeance darts them down. His nostrils breathe out fiery streams And from His awful tongue A sovereign voice divides the flames, And thunder roars along. Think, O my soul! the dreadful day, When this incensèd God Shall rend the sky, and burn the sea, And fling His wrath abroad. What shall the wretch, the sinner do? He once defied the Lord; But he shall dread the Thund’rer now, And sink beneath His Word. Tempests of angry fire shall roll To blast the rebel worm, And beat upon his naked soul In one eternal storm.

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  source: Cyberhymnal