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Wahyu 4:10

Wahyu 5:6

Wahyu 5:8

Wahyu 5:14

Wahyu 7:11

Wahyu 7:13-14

Wahyu 8:6

Wahyu 9:12

Wahyu 9:15

Wahyu 12:9

Wahyu 12:12

Wahyu 13:2

Wahyu 13:8

Wahyu 14:3-4

Wahyu 14:11-13

Wahyu 17:14

Wahyu 18:19-20

Wahyu 19:4-5

Wahyu 19:9

Wahyu 19:12

Wahyu 20:12

Wahyu 21:5

Wahyu 21:24-25

Wahyu 21:27

Wahyu 22:3

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Wahyu 1:3

• [Why 1:3] Come, Divine Interpreter

  Come, divine Interpreter, Bring me eyes Thy book to read, Ears the mystic words to hear, Words which did from Thee proceed, Words that endless bliss impart, Kept in an obedient heart. All who read, or hear, are blessed, If Thy plain commands we do; Of Thy kingdom here possessed, Thee we shall in glory view When Thou comest on earth to abide, Reign triumphant at Thy side.
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Wahyu 1:14-15

• [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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Wahyu 4:10

• [Why 4:10] Never Further Than Thy Cross

  Never further than Thy cross, Never higher than Thy feet; Here earth’s precious things seem dross, Here earth’s bitter things grow sweet. Gazing thus our sin we see, Learn Thy love while gazing thus, Sin, which laid the cross on Thee, Love, which bore the cross for us. Here we learn to serve and give, And, rejoicing, self deny; Here we gather love to live, Here we gather faith to die. Pressing onward as we can, Still to this our hearts must tend; Where our earliest hopes began, There our last aspirings end. Till amid the hosts of light, We in Thee redeemed, complete, Through Thy cross made pure and white, Cast our crowns before Thy feet.

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• [Why 4:10] Savior And Regenerator

  Savior and Regenerator! Thee alone, God we own, Father and Creator. Word Incarnate, we adore Thee! Hosts above, God of Love, Cast their crowns before Thee. Father, Son and Holy Spirit, One in Thee, Lord, we see, Who Thy grace inherit. May Thy Word be our Instructor, Night and day, on our way, Our divine conductor! Visit us with Thy salvation; Let Thy care still be near, Round our habitation. Jesus, our divine Protector, Guide us still, let Thy will Be our sole director!

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Wahyu 5:8

• [Why 5:8] Golden Harps Are Sounding

  Golden harps are sounding, angels voices sing, Pearly gates are opened, opened for the King; Jesus, King of glory, Jesus, King of love, Is gone up in triumph, to His throne above. He Who came to save us, He Who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory at His Father’s side. From the grave arisen, nevermore to die; Jesus, King of glory, is gone up on high. Pleading for His children in that blessèd place, Calling them to glory, sending them His grace; His bright home preparing, faithful ones, for you; Jesus ever liveth, ever loveth, too. Refrain All His suffering ended, joyfully we sing, Jesus hath ascended! Glory to our King!

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• [Why 5:8] New Song (pierson), The

  With harps and with vials, there stand a great throng In the presence of Jesus, and sing this new song: Refrain Unto Him Who hath loved us and washed us from sin, Unto Him be the glory forever, Amen. All these once were sinners, defiled in His sight, Now arrayed in pure garments in praise they unite: Refrain He maketh the rebel a priest and a king, He hath bought us and taught us this new song to sing: Refrain How helpless and hopeless we sinners had been, If He never had loved us till cleansed from our sin: Refrain Aloud in His praises our voices shall ring, So that others believing, this new song shall sing: Refrain

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Wahyu 6:11

• [Why 6:11] O Lord, To Whom The Spirits Live

  O Lord, to Whom the spirits live Of all the faithful passed away, Unto their path that brightness give Which shineth to the perfect day. Refrain O Lamb of God, Redeemer blest, Grant them eternal light and rest. Bless Thou the dead which die in Thee; As Thou hast given them release; So quicken them Thy face to see, And give them everlasting peace. Refrain In Thy green, pleasant pastures feed The sheep which Thou hast summoned hence; And by the still, cool waters lead Thy flock in loving providence. Refrain How long, O Holy Lord, how long Must we and they expectant wait To hear the gladsome bridal song, To see Thee in Thy royal state? Refrain O hearken, Savior, to their cry, O rend the heavens and come down, Make up the jewels speedily, And set them in Thy golden crown. Refrain Direct us with Thine arm of might, And bring us, perfected with them, To dwell within Thy city bright, The heavenly Jerusalem. Refrain

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Wahyu 7:11

• [Why 7:11] Around The Throne Of God

  Around the throne of God The host angelic throngs; They spread their palms abroad, And shout perpetual songs: Him first they own, Him last and best; God ever blest, and God alone. Their golden crowns they fling Before His throne of light, And strike the rapturous string, Unceasing, day and night: “Earth, Heav’n, and sea, Thy praise declare; For Thine they are, and Thine shall be. “O holy, holy, Lord, Creation’s sovereign King! Thy majesty adored Let all creation sing; Who wast, and art, and art to be; Nor time shall see Thy sway depart. “Great are Thy works of praise, O God of boundless might; All just and true Thy ways, Thou King of saints, in light: Let all above, and all below, Conspire to show Thy power and love. “Who shall not fear Thee, Lord, And magnify Thy Name? Thy judgments, sent abroad, Thy holiness proclaim: Nations shall throng from every shore, And all adore in one loud song.” While thus the powers on high Their swelling chorus raise, Let earth and man reply, And echo back the praise: His glory own, first, last and best; God ever blest, and God alone.

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• [Why 7:11] Father, Before Thy Throne Of Light

  Father, before Thy throne of light The guardian angels bend, And ever in Thy presence bright Their psalms adoring blend; And casting down each golden crown, Beside the crystal sea, With voice and lyre, in happy quire, Hymn glory, Lord, to Thee. And as the rainbow luster falls Athwart their glowing wings, While seraph unto seraph calls, And each Thy goodness sings; So may we feel, as low we kneel To pray Thee for Thy grace, That Thou art here for all who fear The brightness of Thy face. Here, where the angels see us come To worship day by day, Teach us to seek our heav’nly home, And love Thee e’en as they; Teach us to raise our notes of praise, With them Thy love to own, That childhood’s flower and manhood’s power Be Thine, and Thine alone.

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• [Why 7:11] Our Day Of Praise Is Done

  Our day of praise is done; The evening shadows fall; But pass not from us with the sun, True Light that lightenest all. Around the throne on high, Where night can never be, The white robed harpers of the sky Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee. Too faint our anthems here; Too soon of praise we tire; But O the strains, how full and clear, Of that eternal choir! Yet, Lord, to Thy dear will If Thou attune the heart, We in Thine angels’ music still May bear our lower part. ’Tis Thine each soul to calm, Each wayward thought reclaim, And make our life a daily psalm Of glory to Thy Name. A little while, and then Shall come the glorious end; And songs of angels and of men In perfect praise shall blend.

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• [Why 7:11] Ye Angels Who Stand Round The Throne

  Ye angels who stand round the throne, And view my Immanuel’s face, In rapturous songs make Him known; O tune your soft harps to His praise. He formed you the spirits you are, So happy, so noble, so good; While others sank down in despair, Confirmed by His power, you stood. Ye saints who stand nearer than they, And cast your bright crowns at His feet, His grace and His glory display, And all His rich mercy repeat: He snatched you from hell and the grave, He ransomed from death and despair; For you He was mighty to save, Almighty to bring you safe there. O when will the period appear When I shall unite in your song? I’m weary of lingering here, And I to your Savior belong; I’m fettered and chained up in clay, I struggle and pant to be free; I long to be soaring away, My God and my Savior to see. I want to put on my attire, Washed white in the blood of the Lamb; I want to be one with your choir, And tune my sweet harp to His Name. I want—O I want to be there, Where sorrow and sin bid adieu, Your joy and your friendship to share, To wonder and worship with you.

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Wahyu 7:13-14

• [Why 7:13] Around The Throne Of God In Heaven

  Around the throne of God in Heaven, Thousands of children stand, Children whose sins are all forgiven, A holy, happy band, Refrain Singing, “Glory, glory, Glory be to God on high.” In flowing robes of spotless white See everyone arrayed; Dwelling in everlasting light And joys that never fade, Refrain What brought them to the world above, That Heaven so bright and fair, Where all is peace, and joy, and love; How came those children there, Refrain Because the Savior shed His blood To wash away their sin; Bathed in that pure and precious flood, Behold them white and clean, Refrain On earth they sought the Savior’s grace, On earth they loved His Name; So now they see His blessèd face, And stand before the Lamb, Refrain

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• [Why 7:13] How Bright These Glorious Spirits Shine

  How bright these glorious spirits shine! Whence all their white array? How came they to the blissful seats Of everlasting day? Lo! these are they from sufferings great Who came to realms of light; And in the blood of Christ have washed Those robes which shine so bright. Now with triumphal palms they stand Before the throne on high, And serve the God they love amidst The glories of the sky. His presence fills each heart with joy, Tunes every mouth to sing: By day, by night, the sacred courts With glad hosannas ring. Hunger and thirst are felt no more, Nor suns with scorching ray; God is their Sun, whose cheering beams Diffuse eternal day. The Lamb, Which dwells amidst the throne Shall over them still preside, Feed them with nourishment divine, And all their footsteps guide. Midst pastures green He’ll lead His flock Where living streams appear; And God the Lord from every eye Shall wipe off every tear. To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.

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• [Why 7:13] Washed In The Blood Of The Lamb

  Who, who are these beside the chilly wave, Just on the borders of the silent grave, Shouting Jesu’s power to save, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb”? Refrain “Sweeping through the gates” of the new Jerusalem, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb,” “Sweeping through the gates” of the new Jerusalem, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” These, these are they who, in their youthful days, Found Jesus early, and in wisdom’s ways Proved the fullness of His grace, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” Refrain These, these are they who, in affliction’s woes, Ever have found in Jesus calm repose, Such as from a pure heart flows, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” Refrain These, these are they who, in the conflict dire, Boldly have stood amid the hottest fire; Jesus now says, “come up higher,” “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” Refrain Safe, safe upon the ever shining shore, Sin, pain, and death, and sorrow are all o’er; Happy now and evermore, “Washed in the blood of the Lamb.” Refrain

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• [Why 7:13] What Happy Men, Or Angels, These?

  What happy men, or angels, these, That all their robes are spotless white? Whence did this glorious troop arrive At the pure realms of heav’nly light? From torturing racks and burning fires, And seas of their own blood they came; But nobler blood has washed their robes, Flowing from Christ the dying Lamb. Now they approach th’Almighty throne, With loud hosannas night and day; Sweet anthems to the great Three-One, Measure their blest eternity. No more shall hunger pain their souls; He bids their paring thirst begone, And spreads the shadow of His wings To screen them from the parching sun. The Lamb that fills the middle throne Shall shed around His milder beams; There shall they feast on His rich love, And drink full joys from living streams. Thus shall their mighty bliss renew Through the vast round of endless years; And the soft hand of sov’reign grace Heals all their wounds and wipes their tears.

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• [Why 7:13] What This Host?

  What this host? This mighty army, Conquering every prince of men? Led by what high King, what champion? Who, once dead, now lives again? This, the Church, the Bride of Jesus, Armor-clad by God’s own hand: Shield of Faith and Sword of Spirit— Shod by Gospel, firm to stand! With the awesome Truth of Heaven, Christ has girded her around, So arrayed for every battle, She shall pull all empires down. Gleaming in the morning sunlight See salvation’s helmet shine! Trusting to that sure protection, On she fights, renewed in mind. O’er that heart once bound to evil, Lies the mail of righteousness, No satanic accusation Can defeat such glorious dress! Terrible in strength and valor, Jesus leads His host to war, His the vict’ry, His the conquest! He has broken down Hell’s door!

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• [Why 7:13] Who Are These Arrayed In White?

  Who are these arrayed in white, Brighter than the noon-day sun? Foremost of the sons of light; Nearest the eternal throne? These are they that bore the cross, Nobly for their Master stood; Sufferers in His righteous cause, Followers of the dying God. Out of great distress they came, Washed their robes by faith below, In the blood of yonder Lamb, Blood that washes white as snow: Therefore are they next the throne, Serve their Maker day and night: God resides among His own, God doth in His saints delight. More than conquerors at last, Here they find their trials o’er; They have all their sufferings past, Hunger now and thirst no more: No excessive heat they feel From the sun’s directer ray; In a milder clime they dwell, Region of eternal day. He that on the throne doth reign, Them the Lamb shall always feed, With the tree of life sustain, To the living fountains lead; He shall all their sorrows chase, All their wants at once remove, Wipe the tears from every face, Fill up every soul with love.

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• [Why 7:13] Who Are These Like Stars Appearing

  Who are these like stars appearing, These before God’s throne who stand? Each a golden crown is wearing; Who are all this glorious band? Alleluia! Hark, they sing, Praising loud their heav’nly King. Who are these of dazzling brightness, These in God’s own truth arrayed, Clad in robes of purest whiteness, Robes whose luster ne’er shall fade, Ne’er be touched by time’s rude hand? Whence come all this glorious band? These are they who have contended For their Savior’s honor long, Wrestling on till life was ended, Following not the sinful throng; These who well the fight sustained, Triumph through the Lamb have gained. These are they whose hearts were riven, Sore with woe and anguish tried, Who in prayer full oft have striven With the God they glorified; Now, their painful conflict o’er, God has bid them weep no more. These, like priests, have watched and waited, Offering up to Christ their will; Soul and body consecrated, Day and night to serve Him still: Now in God’s most holy place Blest they stand before His face.

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• [Why 7:14] Are You Washed In The Blood?

  Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Refrain Are you washed in the blood, In the soul cleansing blood of the Lamb? Are your garments spotless? Are they white as snow? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Are you walking daily by the Savior’s side? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Do you rest each moment in the Crucified? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Refrain When the Bridegroom cometh will your robes be white? Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? Will your soul be ready for the mansions bright, And be washed in the blood of the Lamb? Refrain Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin, And be washed in the blood of the Lamb; There’s a fountain flowing for the soul unclean, O be washed in the blood of the Lamb! Refrain

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• [Why 7:14] Behold A Host, Arrayed In White

  Behold a host, arrayed in white, Like thousand snow clad mountains bright, With palms they stand. Who is this band Before the throne of light? Lo, these are they of glorious fame Who from the great affliction came And in the flood of Jesus’ blood Are cleansed from guilt and blame. Now gathered in the holy place Their voices they in worship raise, Their anthems swell where God doth dwell, Mid angels’ song of praise. Despised and scorned, they sojourned here; But now, how glorious they appear! Those martyrs stand a priestly band, God’s throne forever near. So oft, in troubled days gone by, In anguish they would weep and sigh. At home above the God of Love For aye their tears shall dry. They now enjoy their Sabbath rest, The paschal banquet of the blest; The Lamb, their Lord, at festal board Himself is Host and Guest. Then hail, ye mighty legions, yea, All hail! Now safe and blest for aye, And praise the Lord, who with His Word Sustained you on the way. Ye did the joys of earth disdain, Ye toiled and sowed in tears and pain. Farewell, now bring your sheaves and sing Salvation’s glad refrain. Swing high your palms, lift up your song, Yea, make it myriad voices strong. Eternally shall praise to Thee, God, and the Lamb belong.

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• [Why 7:14] Blood-washed Throng, The

  There is a blood-washed multitude, a mighty army strong; The Lord of hosts their righteousness, redeeming love their song. They follow Christ Whose Name they bear, to yonder portals bright, Where He has said His faithful ones shall walk with Him in white. That precious Name their guiding star, its beams will o’er them cast, And through its power their trusting souls shall overcome at last. The glory cloud will bring them safe to yonder palace bright, Where they shall see Him eye to eye and walk with Him in white. March on! O blood-washed multitude, for lo! the hour draws nigh, When we shall hail the King of kings triumphant in the sky. When songs of praise to Him we love, shall fill the courts of light, And they that overcome the world, shall walk with Him in white.

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• [Why 7:14] Exalted High At God’s Right Hand

  Exalted high at God’s right hand, Nearer the throne than cherubs stand, With glory crowned, in white array, My wondering soul says, “Who are they?” These are the saints beloved of God, Washed are their robes in Jesus’ blood; More spotless than the purest white, They shine in uncreated light. Brighter than angels, lo! they shine Their glories great, and all divine; Tell me their origin, and say Their order what, and whence they came. Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, and scorned the shame; Within the living temple blest, In God they dwell, and on Him rest. Hunger they ne’er shall feel again, Nor burning thirst shall they sustain; To wells of living waters led By God, the Lamb, forever fed. Unknown to mortal ears, they sing The secret glories of their King; Tell me the subject of their lays, And whence their loud exalted praise. Jesus, the Savior, is their theme; They sing the wonders of His Name; To Him ascribing power and grace, Dominion and eternal praise. “Amen” they cry to Him alone, Who dares to fill His Father’s throne; They give Him glory, and again Repeat His praise, and say “Amen.”

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• [Why 7:14] Hark! The Sound Of Holy Voices

  Hark! the sound of holy voices, chanting at the crystal sea, Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Lord, to Thee; Multitude, which none can number, like the stars in glory stand Clothed in white apparel, holding palms of victory in their hand. Patriarch, and holy prophet, who prepared the way of Christ King, apostle, saint, confessor, martyr and evangelist; Saintly maiden, godly matron, widows who have watched to prayer Joined in holy concert, singing to the Lord of all, are there. They have come from tribulation, and have washed their robes in blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus; tried they were, and firm they stood; Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, sawn asunder, slain with sword; They have conquered death and Satan by the might of Christ the Lord. Marching with Thy cross their banner, they have triumphed, following Thee, the Captain of salvation, Thee, their Savior and their King; Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered; gladly, Lord, with Thee they died; And by death to life immortal they were born and glorified. Now they reign in heav’nly glory, now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from a river, holy bliss and infinite: Love and peace they taste forever, and all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision of the blessèd Trinity. God of God, the One begotten, Light of light, Emmanuel, In Whose body joined together all the saints forever dwell; Pour upon us of Thy fullness that we may forevermore God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost adore.

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• [Why 7:14] How Bright These Glorious Spirits Shine

  These glorious minds, how bright they shine! Whence all their white array? How came they to the happy seats Of everlasting day? From torturing pains to endless joys On fiery wheels they rode, And strangely washed their raiment white In Jesus’ dying blood. Now they approach a spotless God, And bow before His throne Their warbling harps and sacred songs Adore the Holy One. The unveiled glories of His face Amongst His saints reside, While the rich treasure of His grace Sees all their wants supplied. Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls, And hunger flee as fast; The fruit of life’s immortal tree Shall be their sweet repast. The Lamb shall lead His heav’nly flock Where living fountains rise; And love divine shall wipe away The sorrows of their eyes.

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• [Why 7:14] Lo! Round The Throne A Glorious Band

  Lo! round the throne, a glorious band, The saints in countless myriads stand; Of every tongue redeemed to God, Arrayed in garments washed in blood, Arrayed in garments washed in blood. Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, despised the shame; But now from all their labors rest, In God’s eternal glory blest, In God’s eternal glory blest. They see the Savior face to face; They sing the triumph of His grace; And day and night, with ceaseless praise, To Him their loud hosannas raise, To Him their loud hosannas raise. “Worthy the Lamb, for sinners slain, Through endless years to live and reign; Thou hast redeemed us by Thy blood, And made us kings and priests to God.” O may we tread the sacred road That holy saints and martyrs trod; Wage to the end the glorious strife, And win, like them, a crown of life, And win, like them, a crown of life!

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• [Why 7:14] Lo! Round The Throne At God’s Right Hand

  Lo! round the throne at God’s right hand The saints in countless myriads stand, Of every tongue redeemed to God, Arrayed in garments washed in blood. Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, despised the shame; From all their labors now they rest, In God’s eternal glory blest. Hunger and thirst they feel no more; Nor sin, nor pain, nor death deplore; The tears are wiped from every eye, And sorrow yields to endless joy. They see their Savior face to face, And sing the triumphs of His grace, Him, day and night they ceaseless praise, To Him their loud hosannas raise. Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, Through endless years to live and reign; Thou hast redeemed us by Thy blood, And made us kings and priests to God.

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• [Why 7:14] There Is Power In The Blood

  Would you be free from the burden of sin? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Would you o’er evil a victory win? There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain There is power, power, wonder working power In the blood of the Lamb; There is power, power, wonder working power In the precious blood of the Lamb. Would you be free from your passion and pride? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Come for a cleansing to Calvary’s tide; There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain Would you be whiter, much whiter than snow? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Sin stains are lost in its life giving flow. There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain Would you do service for Jesus your King? There’s power in the blood, power in the blood; Would you live daily His praises to sing? There’s wonderful power in the blood. Refrain

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Wahyu 8:2

• [Why 8:2] The Law Commands And Makes Us Know

  The Law commands and makes us know What duties to our God we owe; But ’tis the Gospel must reveal Where lies our strength to do His will. The Law discovers guilt and sin And shows how vile our hearts have been; The Gospel only can express Forgiving love and cleansing grace. What curses doth the Law denounce Against the man that fails but once! But in the Gospel Christ appears, Pard’ning the guilt of numerous years. My soul, no more attempt to draw Thy life and comfort from the Law. Fly to the hope the Gospel gives; The man that trusts the promise lives.

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Wahyu 12:7

• [Why 12:7] Where Shall My Wondering Soul Begin?

  Where shall my wondering soul begin? How shall I all to heaven aspire? A slave redeemed from death and sin, A brand plucked from eternal fire, How shall I equal triumphs raise, Or sing my great Deliverer’s praise? O how shall I the goodness tell, Father, which Thou to me hast showed? That I, a child of wrath and hell, I should be called a child of God, Should know, should feel my sins forgiven, Blessed with this antepast of Heaven! And shall I slight my Father’s love? Or basely fear His gifts to own? Unmindful of His favors prove? Shall I, the hallowed cross to shun, Refuse His righteousness to impart, By hiding it within my heart? No! though the ancient dragon rage, And call forth all his host to war, Though earth’s self-righteous sons engage Them and their god alike I dare; Jesus, the sinner’s friend, proclaim; Jesus, to sinners still the same. Outcasts of men, to you I call, Harlots, and publicans, and thieves! He spreads His arms to embrace you all; Sinners alone His grace receives; No need of Him the righteous have; He came the lost to seek and save. Come, O my guilty brethren, come, Groaning beneath your load of sin, His bleeding heart shall make you room, His open side shall take you in; He calls you now, invites you home; Come, O my guilty brethren, come! For you the purple current flowed In pardons from His wounded side, Languished for you the eternal God, For you the Prince of glory died: Believe, and all your sin’s forgiven; Only believe, and yours is Heaven!

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Wahyu 13:8

• [Why 13:8] I Thirst, Thou Wounded Lamb Of God

  I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God, To wash me in Thy cleansing blood, To dwell within Thy wounds; then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. Take this poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all but Thee! Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. How blest are they who still abide, Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side; Who life and strength from thence derive, And by Thee move, and in Thee live. What are our works, but sin and death, Till Thou Thy quickening Spirit breathe? Thou giv’st the power Thy grace to move; O wondrous grace! O boundless love! How can it be, Thou heavenly King, That Thou shouldst us to glory bring; Make slaves the partners of Thy throne, Decked with a never-failing crown? Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o’erflow, Our words are lost; nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside, My Lord, my Love, is crucified! Ah! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders Thou hast wrought; Unloose our stammering tongues to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable. First-born of many brethren, Thou! To Thee, lo! all our souls we bow, To Thee our hearts and hands we give, Thine may we die, Thine may we live!

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• [Why 13:8] O Thou, Before The World Began

  O Thou, before the world began, Ordained a sacrifice for man, And by th’eternal Spirit made An Offering for the sinner’s stead; Our everlasting Priest art Thou, Pleading Thy death for sinners now. Thy offering still continues new Before the righteous Father’s view; Thyself the Lamb for ever slain, Thy priesthood doth unchanged remain; Thy years, O God, can never fail, Nor Thy blest work within the veil. O that our faith may never move, But stand unshaken as Thy love! Sure evidence of things unseen, Now let it pass the years between, And view Thee bleeding on the tree, My Lord, my God, who dies for me.

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Wahyu 14:3-4

• [Why 14:4] Before The Throne Of God Above

  Before the throne of God above I have a strong and perfect plea. A great high Priest whose Name is Love Who ever lives and pleads for me. My name is graven on His hands, My name is written on His heart. I know that while in Heaven He stands No tongue can bid me thence depart. When Satan tempts me to despair And tells me of the guilt within, Upward I look and see Him there Who made an end of all my sin. Because the sinless Savior died My sinful soul is counted free. For God the just is satisfied To look on Him and pardon me. Behold Him there the risen Lamb, My perfect spotless righteousness, The great unchangeable I AM, The King of glory and of grace, One in Himself I cannot die. My soul is purchased by His blood, My life is hid with Christ on high, With Christ my Savior and my God!

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• [Why 14:4] Sweet Flow’rets Of The Martyr Band

  Sweet flow’rets of the martyr band, So early plucked by cruel hand; Like rosebuds by a tempest torn, As breaks the light of summer morn. First victims offered for the Lord, Ye little knew your high reward, As, at the very altar, gay With palms and crowns ye seemed to play. Ah! what availed King Herod’s wrath? He could not stay your Savior’s path; The Child he sought alone went free; That Child is King eternally. O Lord, the virgin born, to Thee Praise, honor, might and glory be, Whom with the Father we adore And Holy Ghost forevermore.

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Wahyu 14:11-13

• [Why 14:13] For All The Saints

  For all the saints, who from their labors rest, Who Thee by faith before the world confessed, Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blessed. Alleluia, Alleluia! Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress and their Might; Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well fought fight; Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light. Alleluia, Alleluia! For the Apostles’ glorious company, Who bearing forth the Cross o’er land and sea, Shook all the mighty world, we sing to Thee: Alleluia, Alleluia! For the Evangelists, by whose blest word, Like fourfold streams, the garden of the Lord, Is fair and fruitful, be Thy Name adored. Alleluia, Alleluia! For Martyrs, who with rapture kindled eye, Saw the bright crown descending from the sky, And seeing, grasped it, Thee we glorify. Alleluia, Alleluia! O blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; All are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia, Alleluia! O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, And win with them the victor’s crown of gold. Alleluia, Alleluia! And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph song, And hearts are brave, again, and arms are strong. Alleluia, Alleluia! The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon to faithful warriors comes their rest; Sweet is the calm of paradise the blessed. Alleluia, Alleluia! But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day; The saints triumphant rise in bright array; The King of glory passes on His way. Alleluia, Alleluia! From earth’s wide bounds, from ocean’s farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, And singing to Father, Son and Holy Ghost: Alleluia, Alleluia!

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• [Why 14:13] Hear What The Voice From Heav’n Proclaims

  Hear what the voice from Heav’n proclaims, For all the pious dead; Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. They died in Jesus, and are blest; How kind their slumbers are! From sufferings and from sins released, And freed from every snare. Far from this world of toil and strife, They’re present with the Lord; The labors of their mortal life End in a large reward.
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• [Why 14:13] How Blest The Righteous When He Dies!

  How blest the righteous when he dies! When sinks a weary soul to rest, How mildly beam the closing eyes, How gently heaves th’expiring breast! So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks a gale when storms are o’er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore. A holy quiet reigns around, A calm which life nor death destroys; And naught disturbs that peace profound Which his unfettered soul enjoys. Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell; How bright th’unchanging morn appears! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell! Life’s labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies, While Heav’n and earth combine to say, “How blest the righteous when he dies!”

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• [Why 14:13] Hush! Blessed Are The Dead

  Hush! blessèd are the dead In Jesus’ arms who rest, And lean their weary head Forever on His breast. O beatific sight! No darkling veil between, They see the Light of Light, Whom here they loved unseen. Them the Good Shepherd leads, Where storms are never rife, In tranquil dewy meads Beside the Fount of Life. O tender hearts and true, Our long last vigil kept, We weep and mourn for you; Nor blame us: Jesus wept. But soon at break of day His calm almighty voice, Stronger than death, shall say, Awake! Arise! Rejoice!

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• [Why 14:13] Oh, How Blest Are Ye Whose Toils Are Ended

  Oh, how blest are ye whose toils are ended! Who, through death, have unto God ascended! Ye have arisen From the cares which keep us still in prison. We are still as in a dungeon living, Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving; Our undertakings Are but toils, and troubles, and heart-breakings. Ye meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping, Quiet, and set free from all our weeping; No cross nor trial Hinders your enjoyments with denial. Christ has wiped away your tears for ever; Ye have that for which we still endeavor. To you are chanted Songs which yet no mortal ear have haunted. Ah! who would not, then, depart with gladness, To inherit Heaven for earthly sadness? Who here would languish Longer in bewailing and in anguish? Come, O Christ, and loose the chains that bind us! Lead us forth, and cast this world behind us! With Thee, the Anointed, Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed.

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• [Why 14:13] We’ll Follow On

  O happy ones, that sweetly sing, In yonder world so fair; Your footprints on the sands of time, Were left to guide us there. Refrain We’ll follow on, still looking up, Beyond the ether blue, Where, by and by, thro’ grace divine, We’ll meet and sing with you. We’ll sing of Him, our blessèd Lord, Who laid His glory down; Who bore our sins upon the cross, That we might wear a crown. Refrain We follow on with trusting hearts, For o’er life’s troubled way, The same protecting hand is ours, That led you, day by day. Refrain

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Wahyu 17:14

• [Why 17:14] Jesus, Our Lord And King

  Jesus, our Lord and King, To You our praises rise; To You our bodies we present, A living sacrifice. Now justified by grace, And made alive to God, Formed for Yourself to show Your praise, We sound Your love abroad. As dead indeed to sin, We rise to walk anew, Henceforth, as not our own, but Yours, We follow only You. Baptized into Your death, With You again we rise, To newness of a life of faith, To new and endless joys.

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• [Why 17:14] Who Is He In Yonder Stall?

  Who is He in yonder stall At Whose feet the shepherds fall? Who is He in deep distress, Fasting in the wilderness? Refrain ’Tis the Lord! O wondrous story! ’Tis the Lord! the King of glory! At His feet we humbly fall, Crown Him! crown Him, Lord of all! Who is He the people bless For His words of gentleness? Who is He to Whom they bring All the sick and sorrowing? Refrain Who is He that stands and weeps At the grave where Lazarus sleeps? Who is He the gathering throng Greet with loud triumphant song? Refrain Lo! at midnight, who is He Prays in dark Gethsemane? Who is He on yonder tree Dies in grief and agony? Refrain Who is He that from the grave Comes to heal and help and save? Who is He that from His throne Rules through all the world alone? Refrain

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Wahyu 19:4-5

• [Why 19:4] Hallelujah!

  I now have the Spirit that setteth me free, Hallelujah! My Savior’s own presence abideth with me, Hallelujah! Refrain Oh, hallelujah! hallelujah! I am glad to tell, Oh, hallelujah! hallelujah! With my soul ’tis well. No longer I’m doubting His power to save, Hallelujah! The pleasures of earth I no longer now crave, Hallelujah! Refrain So glad I can trust Him I cannot but shout, Hallelujah! The inbred corruption is all taken out, Hallelujah! Refrain My Savior is with me each day in the year, Hallelujah! A constant Companion, I’ve nothing to fear, Hallelujah! Refrain

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Wahyu 19:9

• [Why 19:9] Here, O My Lord, I See Thee

  Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face; Here would I touch and handle things unseen; Here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace, And all my weariness upon Thee lean. This is the hour of banquet and of song; This is the heavenly table spread for me; Here let me feast, and feasting, still prolong The hallowed hour of fellowship with Thee. Here would I feed upon the bread of God, Here drink with Thee the royal wine of Heaven; Here would I lay aside each earthly load, Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. I have no help but Thine; nor do I need Another arm save Thine to lean upon; It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed; My strength is in Thy might, Thy might alone. I have no wisdom save in Him Who is My Wisdom and my Teacher both in One; No wisdom can I lack while Thou art wise; No teaching do I crave save Thine alone. Mine is the sin, but Thine the righteousness: Mine is the guilt, but Thine the cleansing blood; Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace; Thy Blood, Thy righteousness, O Lord my God! Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear; The feast, though not the love, is past and gone. The bread and wine remove; but Thou art here, Nearer than ever, still my Shield and Sun. Feast after feast thus comes and passes by; Yet, passing, points to the glad feast above, Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy, The Lamb’s great bridal feast of bliss and love.

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Wahyu 19:12

• [Why 19:12] Crown Him

  Behold one day a wondrous scene: There rode a Man of lowly mien, Along the dusty way, along the dusty way; The people thronged Him as He passed, Palm branches in His way they cast, And cried, “Hosanna to the King, today!” Refrain Crown Him! Crown Him! Crown the Savior King of kings; In your hearts enthrone Him, Lord and Master own Him; Crown Him! Crown Him! While heaven exultant rings; Crown the blessèd Savior King of kings. He’s passing by, just as of yore, And great and small and rich and poor, Today their Lord deny, today their Lord deny; Oh, make of Him supremest choice, And with uplifted heart and voice, “Hosanna to the King of kings” still cry. Refrain Soon He is coming back again, A thousand years on earth to reign; We’ll see Him by and by, we’ll see Him by and by; All the redeemed with Him He’ll bring, Who in their hearts have crowned Him King, And they shall live and reign with Him on high. Refrain

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• [Why 19:12] Crown Him With Many Crowns

  Crown Him with many crowns, the Lamb upon His throne. Hark! How the heavenly anthem drowns all music but its own. Awake, my soul, and sing of Him who died for thee, And hail Him as thy matchless King through all eternity. Crown Him the virgin’s Son, the God incarnate born, Whose arm those crimson trophies won which now His brow adorn; Fruit of the mystic rose, as of that rose the stem; The root whence mercy ever flows, the Babe of Bethlehem. Crown Him the Son of God, before the worlds began, And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man; Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast, And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest. Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed over the grave, And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save. His glories now we sing, who died, and rose on high, Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die. Crown Him the Lord of peace, whose power a scepter sways From pole to pole, that wars may cease, and all be prayer and praise. His reign shall know no end, and round His piercèd feet Fair flowers of paradise extend their fragrance ever sweet. Crown Him the Lord of love, behold His hands and side, Those wounds, yet visible above, in beauty glorified. No angel in the sky can fully bear that sight, But downward bends his burning eye at mysteries so bright. Crown Him the Lord of Heaven, enthroned in worlds above, Crown Him the King to Whom is given the wondrous name of Love. Crown Him with many crowns, as thrones before Him fall; Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns, for He is King of all. Crown Him the Lord of lords, who over all doth reign, Who once on earth, the incarnate Word, for ransomed sinners slain, Now lives in realms of light, where saints with angels sing Their songs before Him day and night, their God, Redeemer, King. Crown Him the Lord of years, the Potentate of time, Creator of the rolling spheres, ineffably sublime. All hail, Redeemer, hail! For Thou has died for me; Thy praise and glory shall not fail throughout eternity.

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• [Why 19:12] Crowning Day, The

  Our Lord is now rejected, And by the world disowned, By the many still neglected, And by the few enthroned, But soon He’ll come in glory, The hour is drawing nigh, For the crowning day is coming by and by. Refrain Oh, the crowning day is coming, Is coming by and by, When our Lord shall come “in power,” And “glory” from on high. Oh, the glorious sight will gladden, Each waiting, watchful eye, In the crowning day that’s coming by and by. The heav’ns shall glow with splendor, But brighter far than they The saints shall shine in glory, As Christ shall them array, The beauty of the Savior, Shall dazzle ev’ry eye, For the crowning day is coming by and by. Refrain Our pain shall then be over, We’ll sit and sigh no more, Behind us all of sorrow, And naught but joy before, A joy in our Redeemer, As we to Him are nigh, For the crowning day that’s coming by and by. Refrain Let all that look for, hasten The coming joyful day, By earnest consecration, To walk the narrow way, By gath’ring in the lost ones, For whom our Lord did die, For the crowning day that’s coming by and by. Refrain

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• [Why 19:12] We’ll Crown Him Lord Of All

  We’ll shout and sing our Redeemer’s praise, Contending for the truth and right; We’ll crown Him King in every heart, And conquer in Jehovah’s might. Refrain Crown Him, we’ll crown Him, Crown the blessèd Savior Lord of all; We’ll crown Him, yes, crown Him, Crown the blessèd Savior Lord of all. Tho’ the hosts of sin should about us camp, We’ll shout and sing the victor’s song; For Christ, our Savior, within us dwells, To save and keep us from the wrong. Refrain To Christ all power on earth is giv’n, See now His mighty scepter’s sway; While others dream of an age to come, He’s reigning in our hearts today. Refrain Soon Christ shall come with the trumpet sound, To raise the dead from land and sea; Then we shall meet Him in the air, And reign with Him eternally. Refrain

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Wahyu 20:12

• [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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• [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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Wahyu 21:5

• [Why 21:5] Behold, These Words Are Trustworthy And True

  Behold, these words are trustworthy and true, For God the Lord is making all things new. He showed His servants what must take place, The plagues and blessings set for Adam’s race. Now keep these words, for he who overcomes Will gain new life and he will be God’s son. “Behold,” says Jesus, “Quick I come again; Most blest is he who keeps My words made plain. The time is near; reward is in sight. So holy stay and always seek the right. The First, the Last, Beginning and the End, The Alpha and Omega e’er I am.” How blest are those who wash their robes from sin, That they may to the city enter in And to the tree of life have full right. They’ll see God’s face, and He will give them light. The curse is gone! They’ll reign forevermore With Jesus, David’s Root, bright Morning Star. The Spirit and the bride of Christ say, “Come!” And let each one who hears these words say, “Come!” Yea, whosoever thirsts, let him come. The drink of life is free; let all men come! Hear Jesus’ words: “Quickly I come again.” O come, Lord Jesus, come to us. Amen.

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• [Why 21:5] Glory To God! The Morn Appointed Breaks

  Glory to God! The morn appointed breaks, And earth awakes from all the woeful past; For, with the morn, the Lord of life awakes, And sin and death into the grave are cast. Glory to God! The cross, with all its shame, Now sheds its glory o’er a ransomed world; For He Who bore the burden of our blame, With piercèd hands the foe to hell hath hurled. Glory to God! Sing, ransomed souls again, And let your songs our glorious Victor laud, Who by His might hath snapped the tyrant’s chain, And set us free to rise with Him to God. Darkness and night, farewell! The morn is here; Welcome! the light that ushers in the day; Visions of joy before our sight appear, And, like the clouds, our sorrows melt away. Great Son of God, immortal and renowned! Brighter than morn the glory on Thy brow; Crowns must be won, and Thou are nobly crowned, For death is dead, and sin is vanquished now.

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• [Why 21:5] His Words Are True

  What wonderful words in the Gospel of grace Our loving Redeemer has giv’n! How happy are they who in spirit are pure, For theirs is the kingdom of Heav’n! Refrain Tho’ all that is earthly will fade, And vanish away from our view, We know that as sure as the Savior lives, The words He has spoken are true. He maketh the lilies to bloom in the field, And shelters the bird in its nest; He calleth the weary to come unto Him, And find the sweet blessing of rest. Refrain To those that are thirsting and longing for Him, The water of life He will give; And they that with patience endure to the end, Forever in glory shall live. Refrain Then why are we fearful, and where is our faith? His own He will never forsake; And tho’ He may lead them where waters are deep, His promise He never will break. Refrain

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• [Why 21:5] O Life That Makest All Things New

  O Life that makest all things new, The blooming earth, the thoughts of men, Our pilgrim feet, wet with Thy dew, In gladness hither turn again. From hand to hand the greeting flows, From eye to eye the signals run, From heart to heart the bright hope glows, The seekers of the Light are one. One in the freedom of the truth, One in the joys of paths untrod, One in the soul’s perennial youth, One in the larger thought of God. The freer step, the fuller breath, The wide horizon’s grander view, The sense of life that knows no death, The Life that maketh all things new!

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Wahyu 21:21

• [Why 21:21] He The Pearly Gates Will Open

  Love divine, so great and wondrous, Deep and mighty, pure, sublime! Coming from the heart of Jesus, Just the same through tests of time. Refrain He the pearly gates will open, So that I may enter in; For He purchased my redemption And forgave me all my sin. Like a dove when hunted, frightened, As a wounded fawn was I; Brokenhearted, yet He healed me, He will heed the sinner’s cry. Refrain Love divine, so great and wondrous, All my sins He then forgave! I will sing His praise forever, For His blood, His power to save. Refrain In life’s eventide, at twilight, At His door I’ll knock and wait; By the precious love of Jesus I shall enter Heaven’s gate. Refrain

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• [Why 21:21] Pearly Gate, The

  The night is dark, the storm is loud; Beneath its force the trees are bowed; Yet still the pearly gate I see, Where angels stand to welcome me. Refrain To welcome me, to welcome me, The angels stand to welcome me. My heart is sad, deep sorrows roll, Like streams of fire across my soul; And yet the pearly gate I see, Where angels stand to welcome me. Refrain With fears without, and foes within, I seem almost subdued by sin; And yet the pearly gate I see, Where angels stand to welcome me. Refrain The road is rough, my feet are sore, I long to have the journey o’er; And yet the pearly gate I see, Where angels stand to welcome me. Refrain My eyes are dim, and faint my breath, Within me are the seeds of death; But still the pearly gate I see, Where angels stand to welcome me. Refrain When life is gone, and in my breast All grief and fears are hushed to rest, I hope the pearly gate to see, Where angels stand to welcome me. Refrain

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• [Why 21:21] Sing To Me Of Heaven

  Sing to me of Heaven, sing that song of peace, From the toils that bind me it will bring release; Burdens will be lifted that are pressing so, Showers of great blessing o’er my heart will flow. Refrain Sing to me of Heaven, let me fondly dream, Of its golden glory, of its pearly gleam; Sing to me when shadows of the evening fall, Sing to me of heaven, sweetest song of all. Sing to me of Heaven, as I walk alone, Dreaming of the comrades that so long have gone; In a fairer region ’mong the angel throng, They are happy as they sing that old, sweet song. Refrain Sing to me of Heaven, tenderly and low, Till the shadows o’er me rise and swiftly go; When my heart is weary, when the day is long, Sing to me of Heaven, sing that old, sweet song. Refrain

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• [Why 21:21] When I Walk Up The Streets Of Gold

  The burdens of life may be many, The frowns of the world may be cold; To me it will matter but little, When I walk up the streets of gold. Refrain When I walk up the streets of gold, When I walk up the streets of gold; How my heart will rejoice in that morning, When I walk up the streets of gold. With joy I shall enter that city, The face of my Savior behold; And I shall be changed and be like Him, When I walk up the streets of gold. Refrain What wonderful visions of beauty, What glorious scenes shall unfold; And what dazzling splendors surround me, When I walk up the streets of gold. Refrain For ages and ages I’ll praise Him, And never grow weary or old; Love-crowned I’ll abide in His presence, When I walk up the streets of gold. Refrain

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Wahyu 21:24-25

• [Why 21:25] Gates Of The Beautiful

  Gates of the beautiful, golden and bright, Guarding that city of splendor and light; Oft I behold thee, in distance and dream, Flash in the sunlight of heavenly gleam. Refrain Gates ajar for me, beautiful gates ajar for me; City of gold with joys untold, Beautiful gates ajar for me. Gates of the beautiful, lofty and grand, Swung by the touch of some bright angel hand; Down form the portals there floats a sweet song, Waked by the lips of the purified throng. Refrain Gates of the beautiful, gates of pure gold, How can I picture your glories untold? Eagerly yearning my spirit doth wait Till I shall come to the beautiful gate. Refrain

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• [Why 21:25] Jesus Will Welcome Me There

  Over the river they call me, Friends that are dear to my heart; Soon shall I meet them in glory, Never, no never to part. Refrain Over the river to Eden, Home to their dwelling so fair; Angels will carry me safely. Jesus will welcome me there. Over the river they call me, Hark, ’tis their voices I hear, Borne on the wings of the twilight, Murmuring softly and clear. Refrain Over the river, how lovely, There is no sorrow nor night; There they are walking with Jesus, Clothed in His garment of light. Refrain Over the river they call me, Watching with glad, beaming eyes; Over the river I’m coming, Joyful my spirit replies. Refrain

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• [Why 21:25] No Night There

  In the land of fadeless day, Lies “the city foursquare,” It shall never pass away, And there is “no night there.” Refrain God shall “wipe away all tears” There’s no death, no pain, nor fears; And they count not time by years, For there is “no night there.” All the gates of pearl are made, In “the city foursquare,” All the streets with gold are laid, And there is “no night there.” Refrain All the gates shall never close, To “the city foursquare,” There life’s crystal river flows, And there is “no night there.” Refrain There they need no sunshine bright, In “that city foursquare,” For the Lamb is all the light, And there is “no night there.” Refrain

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• [Why 21:25] Where The Gates Swing Outward Never

  Just a few more days to be filled with praise, And to tell the old, old story; Then, when twilight falls, and my Savior calls, I shall go to Him in glory. Refrain I’ll exchange my cross for a starry crown, Where the gates swing outward never; At His feet I’ll lay every burden down, And with Jesus reign forever. Just a few more years with their toil and tears, And the journey will be ended; Then I’ll be with Him, where the tide of time With eternity is blended. Refrain Though the hills be steep and the valleys deep, With no flowers my way adorning; Though the night be lone and my rest a stone, Joy awaits me in the morning. Refrain What a joy ’twill be when I wake to see Him for Whom my heart is burning! Nevermore to sigh, nevermore to die, For that day my heart is yearning. Refrain

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Wahyu 21:27

• [Why 21:27] In The Book Which Thou Art Keeping

  In the book which Thou art keeping, In Thy Book of Life so fair, Tell me, O my Savior, tell me, Is my name recorded there? Is it there? Is it there? In Thy Book of Life so fair? Tell me, O my Savior, tell me Is my name recorded there? Lighter far the daily trials That my weary heart must bear, Lighter far my toil and labor, If I knew my name was there. Is it there? Is it there? In Thy Book of Life so fair? Tell me, O my Savior, tell me Is my name recorded there? Tho’ I oft have failed in duty, Yet my faith still clings to Thee; When Thou makest up Thy jewels, Will my name remembered be? Is it there? Is it there? In Thy Book of Life so fair? Tell me, O my Savior, tell me Is my name recorded there? Let me hear Thy loving Spirit Softly whisper, “All is well,” That my name in light is shining, Where I soon with Thee shall dwell. Yes, ’tis there, yes, ’tis there, In Thy Book of Life so fair; I believe, O blessèd Savior, That my name is written there. When from earth my tho’ts are winging To the heav’nly mansions fair, Let me feel the sweet assurance That my humble name is there. Yes, ’tis there, yes, ’tis there, In Thy Book of Life so fair; I believe, O blessèd Savior, That my name is written there.

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• [Why 21:27] Is My Name Written There?

  Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold; I would make sure of Heaven, I would enter the fold. In the book of Thy kingdom, with its pages so fair, Tell me, Jesus, my Savior, is my name written there? Refrain Is my name written there, On the page white and fair? In the book of Thy kingdom, Is my name written there? Lord, my sins they are many, like the sands of the sea, But Thy blood, O my Savior, is sufficient for me; For Thy promise is written, in bright letters that glow, “Though your sins be as scarlet, I will make them like snow.” Refrain Oh! that beautiful city, with its mansions of light, With its glorified beings, in pure garments of white; Where no evil thing cometh to despoil what is fair; Where the angels are watching, yes, my name’s written there. Refrain

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• [Why 21:27] There Is A City Bright

  There is a city bright; Closed are its gates to sin; Naught that defileth, Naught that defileth, Can ever enter in. Savior, I come to Thee; O Lamb of God, I pray, Cleanse me and save me, Cleanse me and save me, Wash all my sins away. Lord, make me, from this hour, Thy loving child to be, Kept by Thy power, Kept by Thy power, From all that grieveth Thee. Till in the snow white dress Of Thy redeemed I stand, Faultless and stainless, Faultless and stainless, Safe in that happy land.

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  source: Cyberhymnal