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Wahyu 5:2

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Wahyu 1:15

• [Why 1:15] Like The Sound Of Many Waters

  Like the sound of many waters Rolling on through ages long; In a tide of rapture breaking— Hark! the mighty choral song! Refrain Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Let the heav’nly portals ring! Christ is born, the Prince of glory! Christ the Lord, our mighty King! Lo! the Morning Star appeareth, O’er the world, His beams are cast; He the Alpha and Omega, He the Great, the First, the Last. Refrain Clap your hands with exultation! Sing aloud, rejoice with mirth, Peace her silver wing hath folded: Lo! she comes to dwell on earth! Refrain Savior, not with costly treasure Do we gather at Thy throne, All we have, our hearts we give Thee, Consecrate them Thine alone. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yeremia 25:30

• [Yer 25:30] Battle Hymn Of The Republic

  Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on. I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel; “As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel, Since God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet; Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free; [originally …let us die to make men free] While God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on. He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave, He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave; So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave, Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

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  source: Cyberhymnal