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Yesaya 40:31

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Mazmur 15:1

• [Mzm 15:1] Lord, Who Shall Come To Thee

  Lord, who shall come to Thee, And stand before Thy face? Who shall abide, a welcome guest, Within Thy holy place? The man of upright life, Sincere in word and deed, Who slanders neither friend nor foe, Nor idle tales will heed. Who honors godly men, But scorns the false and vile, Who keeps his promised word to all, Though loss be his the while. Who loves not usury, Nor takes a base reward; Unmoved forever he shall be, And stand before the Lord.

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• [Mzm 15:1] Who, O Lord, With Thee Abiding

  Who, O Lord, with Thee abiding, In Thy House shall be Thy guest? Who, his feet to Zion turning, In Thy holy hill shall rest? He that ever walks uprightly, Does the right without a fear, When he speaks, he speaks not lightly, But with truth and love sincere. He that slanders not his brother, Does not evil to a friend; To reproaches of another He refuses to attend. Wicked men win not his favor, But the good who fear the Lord; From his vow he will not waver, Though it bring him sad reward. Freely to the needy lending, No excess he asks again; And the innocent befriending, He desires not praise of men. Doing this, and evil spurning, He shall nevermore be moved; This the man with Thee sojourning, This the man by Thee approved.

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• [Mzm 15:1] Who Shall Ascend Thy Heav’nly Place?

  Who shall ascend Thy heav’nly place, Great God, and dwell before Thy face? The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below. Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, Whose lips still speak the thing they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vents it to his neighbor’s hurt: Sinners of state he can despise, But saints are honored in his eyes. Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good; Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears. He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold; While others gripe and grind the poor, Sweet charity attends his door. He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone: This is the man Thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with Thee.

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• [Mzm 15:1] Who Shall Inhabit In Thy Hill?

  Who shall inhabit in Thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near His throne of grace? The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands; That trusts his Maker’s promises, And follows His commands. He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue; Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbor wrong. The wealthy sinner he contemns, Loves all that fear the Lord; And though to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word. His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never gripe the poor: This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his Heav’n secure.

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• [Mzm 15:1] Why Doth The Lord Stand Off So Far?

  Why doth the Lord stand off so far? And why conceal His face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress? Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and Thy power? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And still Thy saints devour? They put Thy judgments from their sight, And then insult the poor; They boast in their exalted height, That they shall fall no more. Arise, O God, lift up Thine hand, Attend our humble cry; No enemy shall dare to stand When God ascends on high. Why do the men of malice rage, And say, with foolish pride, “The God of Heav’n will ne’er engage To fight on Zion’s side?” But Thou forever art our Lord; And powerful is Thine hand, As when the heathens felt Thy sword, And perished from Thy land. Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And cause Thine ear to hear; He hearkens what His children say, And puts the world in fear. Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, No more despise the just; And mighty sinners shall confess They are but earth and dust.

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Mazmur 24:3

• [Mzm 24:3] Christ Of The Upward Way

  Christ of the upward way, my Guide divine, Where Thou hast set Thy feet, may I place mine; And move and march wherever Thou hast trod, Keeping face forward up the hill of God. Give me the heart to hear Thy voice and will, That without fault or fear I may fulfill Thy purpose with a glad and holy zest, Like one who would not bring less than his best. Give me the eye to see each chance to serve, Then send me strength to rise with steady nerve, And leap at once with kind and helpful deed, To the sure succor of a soul in need. Give me the good stout arm to shield the right, And wield Thy sword of truth with all my might, That, in the warfare I must wage for Thee, More than a victor I may ever be. Christ of the upward way, my Guide divine, Where Thou hast set Thy feet, may I place mine; And when Thy last call comes, serene and clear, Calm may my answer be, “Lord, I am here.”

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Yesaya 40:31

• [Yes 40:31] Awake, Our Souls, Away, Our Fears

  Awake, our souls! away, our fears! Let every trembling thought be gone! Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. True, ’tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; But they forget the mighty God, That feeds the strength of every saint. O mighty God, Thy matchless power Is ever new, and ever young; And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. From Thee, the ever flowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. Swift as the eagle cuts the air, We’ll mount aloft to Thine abode; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire along the heavenly road.

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• [Yes 40:31] God, Bless Your Church With Strength!

  God, bless Your church with strength! Wherever we may be, Upbuild Your servants as we work In common ministry. Urge us from fledgling faith To venture and to soar Through open skies, to sing the praise Of Christ whom we adore. God, bless Your church with life! May all our branches thrive, Unblemished, wholesome, bearing fruit, Abundantly alive. From You, one holy vine, In freedom may we grow; Sustain us in our mission, Lord, Your love and peace to show. God, bless Your church with hope! Despite chaotic days, May we in chaos shine to light A pathway through life’s maze. May justice be our aim, And kindness ours to share, In humbleness O may we walk, Assured our God is there!

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• [Yes 40:31] Never Mind, Go On!

  In the fight, say, does your heart grow weary? Do you find your path is rough and thorny? And above the sky is dark and stormy? Never mind, go on! Lay aside all fear, and onward pressing, Bravely fight, and God will give His blessing; Though the war at times may prove distressing, Never mind, go on! Refrain When the road we tread is rough, Let us bear in mind, In our Savior strength enough We may always find; Though the fighting may be tough Let our motto be: Go on, go on to victory! Faithful be, delaying not to follow Where Christ leads, though it may be through sorrow; If the strife should fiercer grow tomorrow, Never mind, go on! Cheerful be, it will your burdens lighten, One glad heart will always others brighten; Though the strife the coward’s soul may frighten, Never mind, go on! Refrain When downhearted, look away to Jesus, Who for you did shed His blood most precious; Let us say, though all the world should hate us; Never mind, go on! Do your best in fighting for your Savior, For His sake fear not to lose men’s favor; If beside you should a comrade waver, Never mind, go on! Refrain

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• [Yes 40:31] Rise In The Strength Of God

  Rise in the strength of God, And face life’s uphill way, The steps which other feet have trod You tread today. Press onward, upward still, To win your way at last, With better hope and stronger will Than in the past. Life’s work more nobly wrought, Life’s race more bravely run, Life’s daily conflict faced and fought, Life’s duty done.
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