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Wahyu 20:4-6

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Wahyu 11:15-18

• [Why 11:15] Ascend Thy Throne, Almighty King

  Ascend Thy throne, almighty King, And spread Thy glories all abroad: Let Thine own arm salvation bring, And be Thou known the gracious God. Let millions bow before Thy seat, Let humble mourners seek Thy face; Bring daring rebels to Thy feet, Subdued by Thy victorious grace. O let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord; Let saints and angels praise Thy Name, Be Thou through Heaven and earth adored.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 11:15] Christ Is King

  Come, friends, sing, of the faith that’s so dear to me, Revealed thro’ God’s Son, in Galilee; He brought peace on earth and good will to the sons of men, Go tell it to the world, her King reigns again. Refrain I am so happy in Jesus, Captivity’s Captor is He; Angels rejoice when a soul’s saved, Some day we like Him shall be; Sorrow and joy have the same Lord, Valley of shadows shall sing; Death has its life, its door opens in Heaven eternally, Christ is King. Crucified, thus He suffered and bled for me, Death and the grave won sin’s victory; Then the sky grew dark and the temple veil rent in twain, Rocks rent, and angels came, for He lived again. Refrain At His feet, on old Olivet’s hill, they say, Cloud chariots halted, took Christ away; Then the angels came and to wond’ring disciples said, “He’ll come, and earth and sea shall yield up their dead.” Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 11:15] Christ, That Ever Reigneth

  Christ, that ever reigneth, Christ, that here remaineth, Christ, within us dwelling, Christ in praise excelling, Him we proclaim, His glorious Name; To our Creator render Homage all due; lowly and true Homage to Him we tender. Heaven’s high host rejoices, lifting up all voices, Jubilant with gladness—yet the earth with sadness Dreading her fate God doth await Who judgment strict revealeth; Merciful power, save in that hour Those whom Thy passion healeth! Raise us, cleansed, to regions where the angel legions Round Thee aye are soaring, with Thy saints adoring; Grant us Thy peace, bid dangers cease, And Thou, Thy mercy sending, Christ, give us rest, where, with the blest, Thy reign is never ending.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 11:15] He Comes! He Comes! The Judge Severe!

  He comes! He comes! the Judge severe! The seventh trumpet speaks Him near; His lightnings flash, His thunders roll; How welcome to the faithful soul! From Heav’n angelic voices sound; See the almighty Jesus crowned, Girt with omnipotence and grace! And glory decks the Savior’s face. Descending on His great white throne, He claims the kingdoms for His own; The kingdoms all obey His Word, And hail Him their triumphant Lord. Shout, all the people of the sky, And all the saints of the Most High; Our Lord, who now His right obtains, Forever and forever reigns.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 11:15] Let The Seventh Angel Sound On High

  Let the seventh angel sound on high, Let shouts be heard through all the sky; Kings of the earth, with glad accord, Give up your kingdoms to the Lord. Almighty God, Thy power assume, Who wast, and art, and art to come: Jesus, the Lamb who once was slain, Forever live, forever reign! The angry nations fret and roar, That they can slay the saints no more On wings of vengeance flies our God, To pay the long arrears of blood. Now must the rising dead appear; Now the decisive sentence hear; Now the dear martyrs of the Lord Receive an infinite reward.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 11:15] Look, Ye Saints! The Sight Is Glorious

  Look, ye saints! the sight is glorious: See the Man of Sorrows now; From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to Him shall bow; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, Crowns become the Victor’s brow, Crowns become the Victor’s brow. Crown the Savior! angels, crown Him; Rich the trophies Jesus brings; In the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of heaven rings; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, Crown the Savior King of kings, Crown the Savior King of kings. Sinners in derision scorned Him, Mocking thus the Savior’s claim; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His name; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, Spread abroad the Victor’s fame, Spread abroad the Victor’s fame. Hark, those bursts of acclamation! Hark, those loud triumphant chords! Jesus takes the highest station; O what joy the sight affords! Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, King of kings and Lord of lords! King of kings and Lord of lords!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 11:17] Creation’s Lord, We Give Thee Thanks

  Creation’s Lord, we give Thee thanks That this Thy world is incomplete; That battle calls our marshaled ranks; That work awaits our hands and feet. That Thou hast not yet finished man; That we are in the making still, As friends who share the Maker’s plan As sons who know the Father’s will. Beyond the present sin and shame, Wrong’s bitter, cruel, scorching blight, We see the beckoning vision flame, The blessèd kingdom of the right. What though the kingdom long delay, And still with haughty foes must cope? It gives us that for which to pray, A field for toil and faith and hope. Since what we choose is what we are, And what we love we yet shall be, The goal may ever shine afar— The will to win it makes us free.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Wahyu 20:4-6

• [Why 20:4] Ring Out The Old, Ring In The New

  Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow; The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind. Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife, Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweet manners, purer laws. Ring out old shapes of foul disease; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 20:6] Soon Shall We See The Glorious Morn

  Soon shall we see the glorious morning! Saints, arise! Saints, arise! Sinners, attend the notes of warning! Saints, arise! Saints, arise! The resurrection day draws near, The King of saints shall soon appear, And high His royal standard rear: Saints, arise! Saints, arise! Hear ye the trump of God resounding, Saints, arise! Saints, arise! Through death’s dark vaults its notes rebounding: Saints, arise! Saints, arise! To meet the Bridegroom haste! prepare! Put on your bridal garments fair; And hail your Savior in the air! Saints, arise! Saints, arise! The saints who sleep, with joy awaken, All arise! All arise! Their clay cold beds are quick forsaken, All arise! All arise! Not one of all the faithful few Who here on earth the Savior knew, But starts with bliss his Lord to view: All arise! All arise! Fast by the throne of God behold them Crowned at last! Crowned at last! See in His arms the Savior fold them, Crowned at last! Crowned at last! With wreaths of glory round their head; No tears of sorrow now are shed, To joy’s full fountain all are led: Crowned at last! Crowned at last!

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  source: Cyberhymnal