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Wahyu 5:11

• [Why 5:11] Chorus Of Fire

  O! golden Hereafter, thine every bright rafter Will shake in the thunder of sanctified song; And every swift angel proclaim an evangel, To summon God’s saints to the glorified throng. Refrain O! chorus of fire, That will burst from God’s choir, When the loud hallelujahs leap up from the soul, Till the flowers on the hills, And the waves in the rills, Shall tremble with joy in the music’s deep roll. O! host without number, awaked from death’s slumber, Who walk in white robes on the emerald shore; The glory is o’er you, the throne is before you, And weeping will come to your spirits no more. Refrain O! mansions eternal, in fields ever vernal, Awaiting your tenantry ransomed from sin, We’ll stand on your pavement, no more in enslavement, With home-songs to Jesus Who welcomes us in. Refrain O! Jesus, our Master, command to beat faster These weary life pulses that bring us to Thee, Till, past the dark portal, we stand up immortal, And sweep with hosannas the jasper lit sea. Refrain

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• [Why 5:11] Come, Let Us Join Our Cheerful Songs

  Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne. Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. “Worthy the Lamb that died,” they cry, “To be exalted thus!” “Worthy the Lamb,” our hearts reply, “For He was slain for us!” Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever Thine. Let all that dwell above the sky, And air and earth and seas, Conspire to lift Thy glories high, And speak Thine endless praise! The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred Name Of Him Who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb.

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• [Why 5:11] Everlasting Hymn, The

  Holy, holy, holy; Angel voices singing; Holy, holy, holy, Through high heaven ringing. From that temple, pure and bright, Bathed in streams of crystal light, Hear the everlasting hymn, Holy, holy, holy. Holy, holy, holy; Grandest music swelling; Holy, holy, holy, All sweet notes excelling. Those who conquered by His might, Wearing now their crowns of light, Join the everlasting hymn, Holy, holy, holy. Holy, holy, holy; Come, let us adore Him; Holy, holy, holy, Humbly bow before Him. Wisdom, glory, love and might, With the seraphim unite In the everlasting hymn, Holy, holy, holy.

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• [Why 5:11] Hark, Ten Thousand Harps And Voices

  Hark, ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above! Jesus reigns, and Heav’n rejoices, Jesus reigns, the God of love; See, He sits on yonder throne; Jesus rules the world alone. Refrain Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen! Jesus, hail! Whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth; Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms Thy saints on earth; When we think of love like Thine, Lord, we own it love divine. Refrain Come, ye saints, unite your praises With the angels round His throne; Soon, we hope, our God will raise us To the place where He is gone. Meet it is that we should sing, Glory, glory, to our King! Refrain Sing how Jesus came from heaven, How He bore the cross below, How all power to Him is given, How He reigns in glory now. ’Tis a great and endless theme O, ’tis sweet to sing of Him. Refrain King of glory, reign forever! Thine an everlasting crown. Nothing from Thy love shall sever Those whom Thou hast made Thine own: Happy objects of Thy grace, Destined to behold Thy face. Refrain Savior, hasten Thine appearing; Bring, O bring the glorious day, When, the awful summons bearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away; Then with golden harps we’ll sing, “Glory, glory to our King!” Refrain

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• [Why 5:11] Hark! Ten Thousand Voices

  Hark! ten thousand voices sounding, Far and wide throughout the sky; ’Tis the voice of joy abounding, Jesus lives no more to die. Jesus lives, His conflict over, Lives to claim His great reward; Angels round the Victor hover, Crowding to behold their Lord. Yonder throne for Him erected Now becomes the Victor’s seat; Lo, the Man on earth rejected, Angels worship at His feet! All the powers of Heav’n adore Him, All obey His sovereign Word; Day and night they cry before Him, “Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!”

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• [Why 5:11] Hark! The Notes Of Angels Singing

  Hark! the notes of angels singing, “Glory, glory to the Lamb!” All in Heaven their tribute bringing, Raising high the Savior’s Name. Ye for whom His life was given, Sacred themes to you belong: Come, assist the choir of Heaven, Join the everlasting song. See! the angelic hosts have crowned Him, Jesus fills the throne on high; Countless myriads, hovering round Him, With His praises rend the sky. Filled with holy emulation, Let us vie with those above: Sweet the theme, a free salvation, Fruit of everlasting love. Endless life in Him possessing, Let us praise His precious Name; Glory, honor, power and blessing Be forever to the Lamb.

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• [Why 5:11] Holy, Holy, Is What The Angels Sing

  There is singing up in Heaven such as we have never known, Where the angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon the throne, Their sweet harps are ever tuneful, and their voices always clear, O that we might be more like them while we serve the Master here! Refrain Holy, holy, is what the angels sing, And I expect to help them make the courts of heaven ring; But when I sing redemption’s story, they will fold their wings, For angels never felt the joys that our salvation brings. But I hear another anthem, blending voices clear and strong, “Unto Him Who hath redeemed us and hath bought us,” is the song; We have come through tribulation to this land so fair and bright, In the fountain freely flowing He hath made our garments white. Refrain Then the angels stand and listen, for they cannot join the song, Like the sound of many waters, by that happy, blood washed throng, For they sing about great trials, battles fought and vict’ries won, And they praise their great Redeemer, who hath said to them, “Well done.” Refrain So, although I’m not an angel, yet I know that over there I will join a blessèd chorus that the angels cannot share; I will sing about my Savior, who upon dark Calvary Freely pardoned my transgressions, died to set a sinner free. Refrain

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• [Why 5:11] How Shall I Sing That Majesty

  How shall I sing that Majesty Which angels do admire? Let dust in dust and silence lie; Sing, sing, ye heavenly choir. Thousands of thousands stand around Thy throne, O God most high; Ten thousand times ten thousand sound Thy praise; but who am I? Thy brightness unto them appears, Whilst I Thy footsteps trace; A sound of God comes to my ears, But they behold Thy face. They sing because Thou art their Sun; Lord, send a beam on me; For where heaven is but once begun There alleluias be. Enlighten with faith’s light my heart, Inflame it with love’s fire; Then shall I sing and bear a part With that celestial choir. I shall, I fear, be dark and cold, With all my fire and light; Yet when Thou dost accept their gold, Lord, treasure up my mite. How great a being, Lord, is Thine, Which doth all beings keep! Thy knowledge is the only line To sound so vast a deep. Thou art a sea without a shore, A sun without a sphere; Thy time is now and evermore, Thy place is everywhere.

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• [Why 5:11] I Heard A Sound Of Voices

  I heard a sound of voices, Around the great white throne, With harpers harping on their harps To Him that sat thereon: “Salvation, glory, honor!” I heard the song arise, As through the courts of Heaven it rolled In wondrous harmonies. From every clime and kindred, And nations from afar, As serried ranks returning home In triumph from a war, I heard the saints upraising, The myriad hosts among, In praise of Him Who died and lives, Their one glad triumph song. I saw the holy city, The New Jerusalem, Come down from Heav’n, a bride adorned With jeweled diadem; The flood of crystal waters Flowed down the golden street; And nations brought their honors there, And laid them at her feet. And there no sun was needed, Nor moon to shine by night, God’s glory did enlighten all, The Lamb Himself the Light; And there His servants serve Him, And, life’s long battle o’er, Enthroned with Him, their Savior King, They reign forevermore. O great and glorious vision, The Lamb upon His throne! O wondrous sight for man to see! The Savior with His own; To drink the living waters And stand upon the shore, Where neither sorrow, sin nor death Shall enter ever more. O Lamb of God Who reignest, Thou bright and morning Star! Whose glory lightens that new earth Which now we see from far; O worthy Judge eternal, When Thou dost bid us come, Then open wide the gates of pearl And call Thy servants home.

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• [Why 5:11] O For A Thousand Tongues To Sing

  O for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer’s praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace! My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honors of Thy name. Jesus! the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; ’Tis music in the sinner’s ears, ’Tis life, and health, and peace. He breaks the power of canceled sin, He sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood availed for me. He speaks, and, listening to His voice, New life the dead receive, The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, The humble poor believe. Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb, Your loosened tongues employ; Ye blind, behold your Savior come, And leap, ye lame, for joy. In Christ your Head, you then shall know, Shall feel your sins forgiven; Anticipate your heaven below, And own that love is heaven. Glory to God, and praise and love Be ever, ever given, By saints below and saints above, The church in earth and heaven. On this glad day the glorious Sun Of Righteousness arose; On my benighted soul He shone And filled it with repose. Sudden expired the legal strife, ’Twas then I ceased to grieve; My second, real, living life I then began to live. Then with my heart I first believed, Believed with faith divine, Power with the Holy Ghost received To call the Savior mine. I felt my Lord’s atoning blood Close to my soul applied; Me, me He loved, the Son of God, For me, for me He died! I found and owned His promise true, Ascertained of my part, My pardon passed in heaven I knew When written on my heart. Look unto Him, ye nations, own Your God, ye fallen race; Look, and be saved through faith alone, Be justified by grace. See all your sins on Jesus laid: The Lamb of God was slain, His soul was once an offering made For every soul of man. Awake from guilty nature’s sleep, And Christ shall give you light, Cast all your sins into the deep, And wash the Æthiop white. Harlots and publicans and thieves In holy triumph join! Saved is the sinner that believes From crimes as great as mine. Murderers and all ye hellish crew In holy triumph join! Believe the Savior died for you; For me the Savior died. With me, your chief, ye then shall know, Shall feel your sins forgiven; Anticipate your heaven below, And own that love is heaven.

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• [Why 5:11] O That I Had A Thousand Voices

  O that I had a thousand voices And with a thousand tongues could tell Of Him in Whom the earth rejoices Who all things wisely does and well! My grateful heart would then be free To tell what God has done for me. Ye forest leaves, so green and tender, That dance for joy in summer air; Ye meadow grasses, bright and slender, Ye flowers, so wondrous sweet and fair, That live to show His praise alone, Help me to make His glory known. Ye creatures that have breath and motion, That fill with life, earth, sea and sky, O join me in my heart’s devotion, As I exalt the Lord most high: My utmost powers can ne’er aright Declare the wonders of His might. O Father, deign Thou, I beseech Thee, To listen to my earthly lays; A nobler strain in Heav’n shall reach Thee When I with angels hymn Thy praise, And learn amid their choirs to sing Loud hallelujahs to my King.

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• [Why 5:11] O Ye Immortal Throng

  O ye immortal throng of angels round the throne, Join with our feeble song, to make the Savior known: On earth ye knew His wondrous grace; His glorious face in Heav’n ye view. Ye saw the Heav’n-born Child in human flesh arrayed, Benevolent and mild while in the manger laid: And “Praise to God, and peace on earth,” For such a birth, proclaimed aloud. Around the bloody tree ye pressed with strong desire That wondrous sight to see, the Lord of life expire: And could your eyes have known a tear, Had dropped it there in sad surprise. Around His sacred tomb a willing watch ye keep Till the blest moment come to rouse Him from His sleep: Then rolled the stone, and all adored Your rising Lord with joy unknown. When, all arrayed in light, the shining Conqueror rode, Ye hailed His rapturous flight up to the throne of God, And waved around your golden wings, And struck your strings of sweetest sound. The warbling notes pursue, and louder anthems raise, While mortals sing with you their own Redeemer’s praise: And thou, my heart, with equal flame, And joy the same, perform thy part.

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• [Why 5:11] Ten Thousand Times Ten Thousand

  Ten thousand times ten thousand in sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransomed saints throng up the steeps of light; ’Tis finished, all is finished, their fight with death and sin; Fling open wide the golden gates, and let the victors in. What rush of alleluias fills all the earth and sky! What ringing of a thousand harps bespeaks the triumph nigh! O day, for which creation and all its tribes were made; O joy, for all its former woes a thousandfold repaid! O then what raptured greetings on Canaan’s happy shore; What knitting severed friendships up, where partings are no more! Then eyes with joy shall sparkle, that brimmed with tears of late; Orphans no longer fatherless, nor widows desolate. Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain; Fill up the roll of Thine elect, then take Thy power, and reign; Appear, Desire of nations, Thine exiles long for home; Show in the heaven Thy promised sign; Thou Prince and Savior, come.

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• [Why 5:11] Thousand Oracles Divine, A

  A thousand oracles divine Their common beams unite, That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright. To praise a Trinity adored By all the hosts above, And one thrice holy God and Lord Through endless ages love. Triumphant host! they never cease To laud and magnify The Triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky. Whose glory to this earth extends, When God Himself imparts, And the whole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts. By faith the upper choir we meet, And challenge them to sing Jehovah on His shining seat, Our Maker, God and King. But God made flesh is wholly ours, And asks our nobler strain; The Father of celestial powers, The friend of earth born man! Ye seraphs nearest to the throne, With rapturous amaze On us, poor ransomed worms look down For Heaven’s superior praise. The King Whose glorious face ye see, For us His crown resigned; That fullness of the Deity, He died for all mankind!

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• [Why 5:11] What Heavenly Music

  What heavenly music steals over the sea! Entrancing the senses like sweet melody! ’Tis the voice of the angels, borne soft on the air; For me they are singing; their welcome I hear. On the banks of old Jordan, here gazing I stand, And earnestly longing, I stretch forth my hand; Send a convoy of angels, dear Jesus, I pray! Let me join that sweet music; come, take me away. Though dark are the waters and rough is the wave, If Jesus permit, the wild surges I’ll brave; For that heavenly music hath ravished me so, I must join in that chorus! I’ll go! let me go.

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• [Why 5:11] Ye Holy Angels Bright

  Ye holy angels bright, Who stand before God’s throne And dwell in glorious light, Praise ye the Lord each one. Assist our song, or else the theme Too high doth seem for mortal tongue. Ye blessèd souls at rest, That see your Savior’s face, Whose glory, e’en the least, Is far above our grace. God’s praises sound, as in His sight With sweet delight you do abound. Ye saints, who toil below, Adore your heavenly King, And onward as ye go Some joyful anthem sing; Take what He gives and praise Him still, Through good or ill, who ever lives! All nations of the earth, Extol the world’s great King: With melody and mirth His glorious praises sing, For He still reigns, and will bring low The proudest foe that Him disdains. Sing forth Jehovah’s praise, Ye saints, that on Him call! Him magnify always His holy churches all! In Him rejoice and there proclaim His holy Name with sounding voice. My soul, bear thou thy part, Triumph in God above, And with a well tuned heart Sing thou the songs of love. And all my days let no distress Nor fears suppress His joyful praise. Away, distrustful care! I have Thy promise, Lord: To banish all despair, I have Thine oath and Word: And therefore I shall see Thy face And there Thy grace shall magnify. With Thy triumphant flock Then I shall numbered be; Built on th’eternal Rock, His glory shall we see. The heav’ns so high With praise shall ring And all shall sing in harmony.

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Wahyu 7:14

• [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 9:1

• [Why 9:1] Thee, O Christ, The Father’s Splendor

  Thee, O Christ, the Father’s splendor, Life and virtue of the heart, In the presence of the angels Sing we now with tuneful art, Meetly in alternate chorus, Bearing our responsive part. Thus we praise with veneration All the armies of the sky; Chiefly him, the warrior primate, Of celestial chivalry, Michael, who in princely virtue Cast Abaddon from on high. By whose watchful care repelling— King of everlasting grace— Every ghostly adversary, All things evil, all things base, Grant us of Thine only goodness, In Thy paradise a place. Laud and honor to the Father, Laud and honor to the Son, Laud and honor to the Spirit, Ever Three, and ever One, Consubstantial, co-eternal, While unending ages run.

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Wahyu 16:1

• [Why 16:1] Gathering Clouds, With Aspect Dark, The

  The gathering clouds, with aspect dark, A rising storm presage; O! to be hid within the ark, And sheltered from its rage! See the commissioned angel frown! That vial in his hand, Filled with fierce wrath, is pouring down Upon our guilty land! Ye saints, unite in wrestling prayer; If yet there may be hope; Who knows but Mercy yet may spare, And bid the angel stop! Already is the plague begun, And fired with hostile rage; Brethren, by blood and interest one, With brethren now engage. Peace spreads her wings, prepared for flight, And war, with flaming sword, And hasty strides draws nigh, to fight The battles of the Lord. The first alarm, alas, how few, While distant, seem to hear! But they will hear, and tremble too, When God shall send it near. So thunder, o’er the distant hills, Gives but a murm’ring sound, But as the tempest spreads, it fills, And makes the welkin sound. May we, at least, with one consent, Fall low before the throne With tears the nation’s sins lament, The churches, and our own. The humble souls who mourn and pray, The Lord approves and knows; His mark secures them in the day When vengeance strikes his foes.

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Wahyu 21:18

• [Why 21:18] Beautiful Homeland

  A city awaits us we soon shall behold, Whose walls are of jasper, whose streets are of gold; Not half of its glories have ever been told, Blessèd homeland, dear homeland, sweet home of the soul. Refrain Oh, I long, yes I long there to dwell, Mid the pleasures no mortal can tell, In the place our dear Savior has gone to prepare, Blessèd homeland, dear homeland, sweet home of the soul. The friends that we love who have gone on before, Now wait for our coming on yonder bright shore, Where day never fades, tears may fall nevermore, Blessèd homeland, dear homeland, sweet home of the soul. Refrain O homeland, dear homeland! tho’ eye hath not seen, And sometimes the shadowy clouds intervene, Thy light we’ll behold, and thy pastures so green, Blessèd homeland, dear homeland, sweet home of the soul. Refrain

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• [Why 21:18] Beyond The Sunset

  Beyond the sunset’s radiant glow There is a brighter world, I know, Where golden glories ever shine, Beyond the thought of day’s decline. Refrain Beyond the sunset’s radiant glow, There is a brighter world, I know; Beyond the sunset I may spend Delightful days that never end. Beyond the sunset’s purple rim, Beyond the twilight, deep and dim, Where clouds and darkness never come, My soul shall find its heav’nly home. Refrain Beyond the desert, dark and drear, The golden city will appear; And morning’s lovely beams arise Upon my mansion in the skies. Refrain

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• [Why 21:18] By The Grace Of God We’ll Meet

  Through the gates of pearl and jasper To the city paved with gold, When the ransomed host shall enter, And their gracious Lord behold. When they meet in blissful triumph By the tree of life so fair Shall we join the noble army, And receive a welcome there? Refrain By the grace of God we’ll meet In the city’s golden street Shouting, glory! hallelujah! At the dear Redeemer’s feet. When the harvest work is ended, And the summer days are past, When the reapers go rejoicing To their bright reward at last; When the white robed angel leads them To the gates of joy so fair, Shall we join their happy number? Will they bid us welcome there? Refrain Let us follow on with firmness, Keeping ever in the way Where our blessèd Lord has taught us, To be faithful, watch and pray; Then, in garments pure and spotless, By the tree of life so fair, We shall sing through endless ages With the countless millions there. Refrain

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• [Why 21:18] Daily, Daily, Sing The Praises

  Daily, daily, sing the praises Of the city God hath made; In the beauteous fields of Eden Its foundation stones are laid. Refrain O that I had wings of angels, Here to spread and heavenward fly! I would seek the gates of Zion, Far beyond the starry sky. All the walls of that dear city Are of bright and burnished gold; It is matchless in its beauty, And its treasures are untold. Refrain In the midst of that dear city Christ is reigning on His seat, And the angels swing their censers In a ring about His feet. Refrain From the throne a river issues, Clear as crystal, passing bright, And it traverses the city Like a sudden beam of light. Refrain There the forests ever blossom, Like our orchards here in May; There the gardens never wither, But eternally are gay. Refrain There the meadows green and dewy Shine with lilies wondrous fair; Thousand, thousand, are the colors Of the waving flowers there. Refrain There the wind is sweetly fragrant, And is laden with the song Of the seraphs, and the elders, And the great redeemèd throng. Refrain O I would my ears were open Here to catch that happy strain! O I would my eyes some vision Of that Eden would attain! Refrain

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• [Why 21:18] For Thee, O Dear, Dear Country

  For thee, O dear, dear country, Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love, beholding Thy happy name, they weep. The mention of thy glory Is unction to the breast And medicine in sickness And love and life and rest. O one, O only mansion, O paradise of joy, Where tears are ever banished And smiles have no alloy! The Lamb is all thy splendor, The Crucified thy praise; His laud and benediction Thy ransomed people raise. With jasper glow thy bulwarks, Thy streets with emeralds blaze; The sardis and the topaz Unite in thee their rays; Thine ageless walls are bonded With amethyst unpriced; The saints build up thy fabric, The cornerstone is Christ. Thou hast no shore, fair ocean; Thou hast no time, bright day, Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away! Upon the Rock of Ages They raise thy holy tower; Thine is the victor’s laurel And thine the golden dower. And now we fight the battle, But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown: But He whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own. The morning shall awaken, The shadows shall decay, And each true-hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day: There God, our King and portion, In fullness of His grace, Shall we behold forever, And worship face to face. O sweet and blessèd country, The home of God’s elect! O sweet and blessèd country, That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us, To that dear land of rest; Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest.

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• [Why 21:18] Home Of The Soul

  I will sing you a song of that beautiful land, The far away home of the soul, Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand, While the years of eternity roll, While the years of eternity roll; Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand, While the years of eternity roll. Oh, that home of the soul! In my visions and dreams Its bright, jasper walls I can see; Till I fancy but thinly the veil intervenes Between the fair city and me, Between the fair city and me; Till I fancy but thinly the veil intervenes Between the fair city and me. That unchangeable home is for you and for me, Where Jesus of Nazareth stands; The King of all kingdoms forever is He, And He holdeth our crowns in His hands, And He holdeth our crowns in His hands; The King of all kingdoms forever is He, And He holdeth our crowns in His hands. Oh, how sweet it will be in that beautiful land, So free from all sorrow and pain, With songs on our lips and our harps in our hands, To meet one another again, To meet one another again; With songs on our lips and our harps in our hands, To meet one another again.

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• [Why 21:18] Jerusalem The Golden

  Jerusalem the golden, with milk and honey blest, Beneath thy contemplation sink heart and voice oppressed. I know not, O I know not, what joys await us there, What radiancy of glory, what bliss beyond compare. They stand, those halls of Zion, all jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, and all the martyr throng; The Prince is ever in them, the daylight is serene. The pastures of the blessèd are decked in glorious sheen. There is the throne of David, and there, from care released, The shout of them that triumph, the song of them that feast; And they, who with their Leader, have conquered in the fight, Forever and forever are clad in robes of white. O sweet and blessèd country, the home of God’s elect! O sweet and blessèd country, that eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us to that dear land of rest, Who art, with God the Father, and Spirit, ever blessed. Brief life is here our portion, brief sorrow, short lived care; The life that knows no ending, the tearless life, is there. O happy retribution! Short toil, eternal rest; For mortals and for sinners, a mansion with the blest. That we should look, poor wanderers, to have our home on high! That worms should seek for dwellings beyond the starry sky! And now we fight the battle, but then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting, and passionless renown. And how we watch and struggle, and now we live in hope, And Zion in her anguish with Babylon must cope; But he whom now we trust in shall then be seen and known, And they that know and see Him shall have Him for their own. For thee, O dear, dear country, mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love, beholding, thy happy name, they weep: The mention of thy glory is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, and love, and life, and rest. O one, O only mansion! O paradise of joy! Where tears are ever banished, and smiles have no alloy; The cross is all thy splendor, the Crucified thy praise, His laud and benediction thy ransomed people raise. Jerusalem the glorious! Glory of the elect! O dear and future vision that eager hearts expect! Even now by faith I see thee, even here thy walls discern; To thee my thoughts are kindled, and strive, and pant, and yearn. Jerusalem, the only, that look’st from heaven below, In thee is all my glory, in me is all my woe! And though my body may not, my spirit seeks thee fain, Till flesh and earth return me to earth and flesh again. Jerusalem, exulting on that securest shore, I hope thee, wish thee, sing thee, and love thee evermore! I ask not for my merit: I seek not to deny My merit is destruction, a child of wrath am I. But yet with faith I venture and hope upon the way, For those perennial guerdons I labor night and day. The best and dearest Father Who made me, and Who saved, Bore with me in defilement, and from defilement laved. When in His strength I struggle, for very joy I leap; When in my sin I totter, I weep, or try to weep: And grace, sweet grace celestial, shall all its love display, And David’s royal fountain purge every stain away. O sweet and blessèd country, shall I ever see thy face? O sweet and blessèd country, shall I ever win thy grace? I have the hope within me to comfort and to bless! Shall I ever win the prize itself? O tell me, tell me, Yes! Strive, man, to win that glory; toil, man, to gain that light; Send hope before to grasp it, till hope be lost in sight. Exult, O dust and ashes, the Lord shall be thy part: His only, His forever thou shalt be, and thou art.

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• [Why 21:18] Shall We Meet?

  Shall we meet beyond the river, Where the surges cease to roll? Where in all the bright forever, Sorrow ne’er shall press the soul? Refrain Shall we meet, shall we meet, Shall we meet beyond the river? Shall we meet beyond the river, Where the surges cease to roll? Shall we meet in that blest harbor, When our stormy voyage is o’er? Shall we meet and cast the anchor By the fair, celestial shore? Refrain Shall we meet in yonder city, Where the towers or crystal shine? Where the walls are all of jasper, Built by workmanship divine? Refrain Shall we meet with Christ our Savior, When He comes to claim His own? Shall we know His blessèd favor, And sit down upon His throne? Refrain

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• [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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