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Mazmur 39:4

• [Mzm 39:4] Almighty Maker Of My Frame

  Almighty Maker of my frame! Teach me the measure of my days, Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant in Thy praise. My days are shorter than a span, A little point my life appears; How frail at best is dying man! How vain are all his hopes and fears! Vain his ambition, noise and show; Vain are the cares which rack his mind; He heaps up treasures mixed with woe, And dies and leaves them all behind. O be a nobler portion mine! My God, I bow before Thy throne; Earth’s fleeting treasures I resign, And fix my hope on Thee alone.

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• [Mzm 39:4] Teach Me The Measure Of My Days

  Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame; I would survey life’s narrow space, And learn how frail I am. A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time; Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o’er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. Some walk in honor’s gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore; They toil for heirs, they know not who, And straight are seen no more. What should I wish or wait for, then, From creatures earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all.

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Lukas 12:35-40

• [Luk 12:35] Let Every Lamp Be Burning Bright

  Let every lamp be burning bright, The darkest hour is nearing; The darkest hour of earth’s long night, Before the Lord’s appearing. Refrain Then trim your lamps, my brethren dear, Then trim your lamps with godly fear; The Master’s coming draweth near, Let every lamp be burning. Though thousands calmly slumber on, The last great message spurning, We’ll rest our living faith upon His promise of returning. Refrain His Word our lamp, His truth our guide, We cannot be mistaken; Though dangers rise on every side, We shall not be forsaken. Refrain Then let good works with faith appear, To help the world around us; Obedience brings the blessing near When faith has firmly bound us. Refrain

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• [Luk 12:35] Let The Lower Lights Be Burning

  Brightly beams our Father’s mercy from His lighthouse evermore, But to us He gives the keeping of the lights along the shore. Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! For to us He gives the keeping of the lights along the shore. [or Some poor struggling, sinking sailor you may rescue, you may save.] Dark the night of sin has settled, loud the angry billows roar; Eager eyes are watching, longing, for the lights, along the shore. Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! Eager eyes are watching, longing, for the lights, along the shore. Trim your feeble lamp, my brother, some poor sailor tempest tossed, Trying now to make the harbor, in the darkness may be lost. Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! Trying now to make the harbor, some poor sailor may be lost.

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• [Luk 12:37] How Are Thy Servants Blest, O Lord!

  How are Thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defense! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence. In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know Thou art not slow to her, Nor impotent to save. The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to Thy will, The sea, that roars at Thy command, At Thy command is still. From all our griefs and fears, O Lord, Thy mercy sets us free; While in the confidence of prayer Our hearts take hold on Thee. In midst of dangers, fears and death, Thy goodness we adore; We praise Thee for Thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more Our life, while Thou preservest life, A sacrifice shall be; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to Thee.

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• [Luk 12:37] Ye Servants Of The Lord

  Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of His heavenly Word, And watchful at His gate. Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame, Gird up your loins, as in His sight, For awful is His Name. Watch: ’tis your Lord’s command, And while we speak He’s near; Mark the first signal of His hand, And ready all appear. O happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall His Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. Christ shall the banquet spread With His own royal hand, And raise that faithful servant’s head Amid the angelic band.

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• [Luk 12:39] While Life Prolongs Its Precious Light

  While life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found, and peace is given; But soon, ah soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. While God invites, how blest the day! How sweet the Gospel’s charming sound! Come sinners, haste, O haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found. Soon, borne on time’s most rapid wing Shall death command you to the grave, Before His bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. And in that land of deep despair No Sabbath’s heavenly light shall rise, No God regard your bitter prayer, No Savior call you to the skies. No wonders to the dead are shown, The wonders of redeeming love; No voice His glorious truth makes known, Nor sings the bliss of climes above. Silence, and solitude, and gloom, In those forgetful realms appear: Deep sorrows fill the dismal tomb, And hope shall never enter there.

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• [Luk 12:40] Be Ready To Go

  We’re told in the Bible that Jesus is coming, Be ready to go, be ready to go! When He shall descend from the portals of glory, Be ready to go, be ready to go! Refrain Be ready to go, for sure He is coming! That day may be near, be ready to go, Be ready to go with all the redeemed ones! When He shall appear, be ready to go! Then stand you no longer in idleness, brother, Be ready to go, be ready to go! Be watching and waiting His coming to welcome, Be ready to go, be ready to go! Refrain We know not the day nor the hour of His coming, Be ready to go, be ready to go! Reward He has promised to all who are faithful, Be ready to go, be ready to go! Refrain Would you with the millions redeemed there be numbered? Be ready to go, be ready to go! Then slight not His call, nor reject thou His mercy, Be ready to go, be ready to go! Refrain

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Yohanes 9:4

• [Yoh 9:4] Abide Not In The Realm Of Dreams

  Abide not in the realm of dreams, O man, however fair it seems; But with clear eye the present scan, And hear the call of God and man. Think not in sleep to fold thy hands, Forgetful of thy Lord’s commands; From duty’s claims no life is free, Behold, today hath need of thee. The present hour allots thy task, For present strength and patience ask; And trust His love Whose sure supply Meets all thy need abundantly.

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• [Yoh 9:4] All Faded Is The Glowing Light

  All faded is the glowing light That once from Heaven shone, When startled shepherds in the night The angels came upon. O shine again, ye angel host, And say that He is near; Though but a simple few at most Believe He will appear. Ye heavens, that have been growing dark, Now also are ye dumb; When shall the listeners say, “Hark! They’re singing—He will come”? Lord, come again, O come again, Come even as Thou wilt; But not anew to suffer pain, And strive with human guilt. O come again, Thou mighty King, Let earth Thy glory see; And let us hear the angels sing, “He comes with victory.”

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• [Yoh 9:4] Go, Labor On: Spend, And Be Spent

  Go, labor on: spend, and be spent, Thy joy to do the Father’s will: It is the way the Master went; Should not the servant tread it still? Go, labor on! ’tis not for naught Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain; Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not; The Master praises: what are men? Go, labor on! enough, while here, If He shall praise thee, if He deign The willing heart to mark and cheer: No toil for Him shall be in vain. Go, labor on! Your hands are weak, Your knees are faint, your soul cast down; Yet falter not; the prize you seek Is near—a kingdom and a crown. Go, labor on while it is day: The world’s dark night is hastening on; Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away; It is not thus that souls are won. Men die in darkness at thy side, Without a hope to cheer the tomb; Take up the torch and wave it wide, The torch that lights time’s thickest gloom. Toil on, faint not, keep watch and pray, Be wise the erring soul to win; Go forth into the world’s highway, Compel the wanderer to come in. Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice! For toil comes rest, for exile home; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom’s voice, The midnight peal, “Behold, I come!”

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• [Yoh 9:4] Handful Of Leaves, A

  What! sitting at ease when there’s work to be done! The best of the day half its circuit has run; Yon orb to its zenith rides forth in the sky; What! sitting at ease and the harvest so nigh! Refrain Oh, look on the fields, that already are white; The Lord hath commanded to work in the light; Beware lest, instead of the bright, golden sheaves, We bring to Him only a handful of leaves. What! sitting at ease, leaving others the toil Of training the vineyard and tilling the soil; This truth in our mind let us constantly keep, From seed what we scatter the fruit we shall reap. Refrain What! sitting at ease, when a burden of care Our brother has borne we might help him to bear; Oh, let us be earnest, and work while we may, The Master is calling, arise and away. Refrain No longer at ease we are folding our hands, But, willing to do what the Savior commands, We’ll work till the harvest, then gather the sheaves, And bring to Him more than a handful of leaves. Refrain

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• [Yoh 9:4] Must I Go, And Empty Handed?

  “Must I go, and empty handed,” Thus my dear Redeemer meet? Not one day of service give Him, Lay no trophy at His feet? Refrain “Must I go, and empty handed?” Must I meet my Savior so? Not one soul with which to greet Him, Must I empty handed go? Not at death I shrink or falter, For my Savior saves me now; But to meet Him empty handed, Thought of that now clouds my brow. Refrain O the years in sinning wasted, Could I but recall them now, I would give them to my Savior, To His will I’d gladly bow. Refrain O ye saints, arouse, be earnest, Up and work while yet ’tis day; Ere the night of death o’ertake thee, Strive for souls while still you may. Refrain

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• [Yoh 9:4] One More Day’s Work For Jesus

  One more day’s work for Jesus, One less of life for me! But Heav’n is nearer, and Christ is clearer Than yesterday, to me. His love and light fill all my soul tonight. Refrain One more day’s work for Jesus, One more day’s work for Jesus, One more day’s work for Jesus, One less of life for me! One more day’s work for Jesus! How sweet the work has been, To tell the story, to show the glory, Where Christ’s flock enters in! How it did shine in this poor heart of mine. Refrain One more day’s work for Jesus! O yes, a weary day; But Heav’n shines clearer, and rest comes nearer, At each step of the way; And Christ in all, before His face I fall. Refrain O blessèd work for Jesus! O rest at Jesus’ feet! There toil seems pleasure, my wants are treasure, And pain for Him is sweet. Lord, if I may, I’ll serve another day! Refrain

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• [Yoh 9:4] Sunday School Volunteer Song

  We are marching on with shield and banner bright, We will work for God and battle for the right, We will praise His Name, rejoicing in His might, And we’ll work till Jesus calls. In the Sunday School our army we prepare, As we rally round our blessèd standard there, And the Savior’s cross we early learn to bear, While we work till Jesus comes. Refrain Then awake, then awake, happy song, happy song, Shout for joy, shout for joy, as we gladly march along. We are marching onward, singing as we go, To the promised land where living waters flow; Come and join our ranks as pilgrims here below, Come and work till Jesus calls. We are marching on, our Captain, ever near, Will protect us still, His gentle voice we hear: Let the foe advance, we’ll never, never fear, For we’ll work till Jesus calls. Then awake, awake, our happy, happy song, We will shout for joy, and gladly march along; In the Lord of Hosts let every heart be strong, While we work till Jesus comes. Refrain

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• [Yoh 9:4] We’ll Work

  How much as children we can do, To show our love for Jesus, For Him who died our souls to save, For Him who always sees us. Refrain We’ll work, we’ll work, We’ll work with willing hand, We’ll work until the Master calls us To the promised land. We’ll be to all both kind and true, We’ll cheer the sad and lonely, By telling of the peace they’ll find In Jesus, and Him only. Refrain So let us work with loving hands, With honest, true endeavor, Until the Maker calls us home, To dwell with Him forever. Refrain

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• [Yoh 9:4] We’ll Work Till Jesus Comes

  O land of rest, for thee I sigh! When will the moment come When I shall lay my armor by And dwell in peace at home? Refrain We’ll work till Jesus comes, We’ll work till Jesus comes, We’ll work till Jesus comes, And we’ll be gathered home. To Jesus Christ I fled for rest; He bade me cease to roam, And lean for comfort on His breast Till He conduct me home. Refrain I sought at once my Savior’s side; No more my steps shall roam. With Him I’ll brave death’s chilling tide And reach my heav’nly home. Refrain

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• [Yoh 9:4] Work, For The Night Is Coming

  Work, for the night is coming, Work through the morning hours; Work while the dew is sparkling, Work ’mid springing flowers; Work when the day grows brighter, Work in the glowing sun; Work, for the night is coming, When man’s work is done. Work, for the night is coming, Work through the sunny noon; Fill brightest hours with labor, Rest comes sure and soon. Give every flying minute, Something to keep in store; Work, for the night is coming, When man works no more. Work, for the night is coming, Under the sunset skies; While their bright tints are glowing, Work, for daylight flies. Work till the last beam fadeth, Fadeth to shine no more; Work, while the night is darkening, When man’s work is o’er.

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