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Wahyu 7:17

• [Why 7:17] All The Way My Savior Leads Me

  All the way my Savior leads me; What have I to ask beside? Can I doubt His tender mercy, Who through life has been my Guide? Heav’nly peace, divinest comfort, Here by faith in Him to dwell! For I know, whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well; For I know, whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well. All the way my Savior leads me, Cheers each winding path I tread; Gives me grace for every trial, Feeds me with the living Bread. Though my weary steps may falter, And my soul athirst may be, Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! A spring of joy I see; Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! A spring of joy I see. All the way my Savior leads me O the fullness of His love! Perfect rest to me is promised In my Father’s house above. When my spirit, clothed immortal, Wings its flight to realms of day This my song through endless ages— Jesus led me all the way; This my song through endless ages— Jesus led me all the way.

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• [Why 7:17] At The Breaking Of The Day

  Oh, how oft amid our labor Do we think of what will be When the boat shall drop its anchor In the haven o’er the sea! And our hearts, with joy expanding, From our trials look away, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Refrain At the breaking of the day, When we anchor on the shore, At the breaking of the day, When the storms of life are o’er, When our sorrow and our sighing, Like a dream will pass away, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Oh, how oft amid the conflict And the battle raging high, With a faith as clear as noonday We behold the vict’ry nigh, And we know that with the righteous We shall stand in bright array, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Refrain Endless praise to our Redeemer For His all atoning love, That prepares for us a mansion And a crown of life above, Where our eyes shall see the beauty Of the flow’rs that ne’er decay, When we all shall meet together, At the breaking of the day! Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] Deem Not That They Are Blest Alone

  Deem not that they are blest alone Whose days a peaceful tenor keep; Th’anointed Son of God makes known A blessing for the eyes that weep. The light of smiles shall fill again The lids that overflow with tears; And weary hours of woe and pain Are promises of happier years. There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief shall bide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light. Nor let the good man’s trust depart, Though life its common gifts deny, Though with a pierced and broken heart, And spurned of men, he goes to die. For God has marked each sorrowing day, And numbered every secret tear; And heaven’s long age of bliss shall pay For all His children suffer here.

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• [Why 7:17] Gathering Out Of Tears

  Steer our bark away to the homeland, Spread the sails of hope o’er the sea; Think of all the friends that await us, When anchored safely there we shall be. Refrain Gathering out of tears into sunshine, Gathering out of labor into rest; Hear the ransomed throng shouting forth their joy in song, Gathering to the mansions of the blest. Steer our bark away to the homeland, On without a fear let us go; When the port of peace we are nearing, The blessèd harbor lights we shall know. Refrain Bright and fair the hills of the homeland, Clad in all the bloom of the spring; There to Him Who loved and redeemed us, Our joyful, joyful praise we will sing. Refrain Soft the winds that blow from the homeland, Sweet the morn that breaks on the shore; Soon we’ll meet again our beloved ones, Where sorrow’s plaintive moan comes no more. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] I Love To Sing Of Heaven

  I love to sing of Heav’n, Where white robed angels are; Where many a friend is gathered safe From fear, and toil, and care. Refrain There’ll be no sorrow there, There’ll be no sorrow there; In Heav’n above, where all is love, There’ll be no sorrow there. I love to think of Heav’n, Where my Redeemer reigns; Where rapturous songs of triumph rise, In endless, joyous strains. Refrain I love to think of Heav’n, That promised land so fair; Oh, how my raptured spirit longs To be forever there. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] Lost Chord, The

  Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease, And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys; I know not what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then, But I struck one chord of music, Like the sound of a great Amen, Like the sound of a great Amen. It flooded the crimson twilight, Like the close of an angel’s psalm, And it lay on my fevered spirit, With a touch of infinite calm, It quieted pain and sorrow, Like love overcoming strife, It seemed the harmonious echo From our discordant life, It linked all the perplexed meanings Into one perfect peace, And trembled away into silence, As if it were loth to cease; I have sought but I seek it vainly, That one lost chord divine, Which came from the soul of the organ, And entered into mine. It may be that death’s bright angel Will speak in that chord again; It may be that only in Heav’n I shall hear that great Amen. It may be that death’s bright angel Will speak in that chord again; It may be that only in Heav’n I shall hear that great Amen.

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• [Why 7:17] Loved One, Farewell

  Birds are rejoicing, O’er hill and dell; Hushed is thy voicing, Sweeter that fell. Friend of our happy days, Brother of prayer and praise, Thine own sweet music says, Loved one, farewell! Thou hast ascended, Where angels dwell; Where, earth songs ended, Heav’n’s anthems swell. Safe, all the saints among, Blest with the praising throng, Singing the new made songs, Loved one, farewell! Salvation’s story Then thou wilt tell; Triumphs of glory, Thy voice shall swell. Rest thou, oh, friend so dear, Thy precious Savior near, Where God shall wipe each tear, Loved one, farewell! Safe from thee turning, Grief’s tones will knell; Hard, hard the learning, God doeth well! Till, be it soon or late, Up, at the pearly gate, We meet, oh watch and wait, Loved one, farewell!

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• [Why 7:17] There’ll Be No Sorrow There

  There’ll be no night in Heav’n, In that blest world above; No anxious toil, no weary hours; For labor there is love. Refrain There’ll be no sorrow there, There’ll be no sorrow there, In Heav’n above, where all is love, There’ll be no sorrow there. There’ll be no grief in Heav’n, For life is one glad day, And tears are those of former things Which all have passed way. Refrain There’ll be no sin in Heav’n; Behold that blessèd throng, All holy in their spotless robes, All holy in their song. Refrain

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• [Why 7:17] When Gathering Clouds Around I View

  When gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On Him I lean, who not in vain Experienced every human pain; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures all my tears. If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom’s narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do, Still He, who felt temptation’s power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. If wounded love my bosom swell, Deceived by those I prized too well, He shall His pitying aid bestow, Who felt on earth severer woe, At once betrayed, denied, or fled, By those who shared His daily bread. If vexing thoughts within me rise And, sore dismayed, my spirit dies, Still He, who once vouchsafed to bear The sickening anguish of despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. When, sorrowing, o’er some stone I bend, Which covers what was once a friend, And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while, Thou, Savior, mark’st the tears I shed, For Thou didst weep o’er Lazarus dead. And O, when I have safely past, Through every conflict but the last; Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, for Thou hast died; Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear way.

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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 21:2

• [Why 21:2] City Of God, How Broad And Far

  City of God, how broad and far Outspread thy walls sublime! The true thy chartered freemen are Of every age and clime. One holy Church, one army strong; One steadfast, high intent; One working band, one harvest song, One King omnipotent. How purely hath thy speech come down From man’s primeval youth! How grandly hath thine empire grown Of freedom, love and truth! How gleam thy watch fires through the night With never fainting ray! How rise thy towers, serene and bright, To meet the dawning day! In vain the surge’s angry shock, In vain the drifting sands; Unharmed upon the eternal Rock The eternal City stands.

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• [Why 21:2] I Want To Be Ready

  Refrain I want to be ready, I want to be ready, I want to be ready, To walk in Jerusalem just like John. John said the city was just foursquare, Walk in Jerusalem just like John. And he declared he’d meet me there, Walk in Jerusalem just like John. Refrain O John, O John, what do you say? Walk in Jerusalem just like John. That I’ll be there at the coming day, Walk in Jerusalem just like John. Refrain When Peter was preaching at Pentecost Walk in Jerusalem just like John. He was endowed with the Holy Ghost, Walk in Jerusalem just like John. Refrain If you get there before I do, Walk in Jerusalem just like John. Tell all my friend I’m a-comin’, too, Walk in Jerusalem just like John. Refrain

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• [Why 21:2] Jerusalem My Happy Home

  Jerusalem, my happy home! Name ever dear to me; When shall my labors have an end, In joy, and peace, and thee? When shall these eyes thy heaven built walls And pearly gates behold? Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold? There happier bowers than Eden’s bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know: Blest seats, through rude and stormy scenes, I onward press to you. Why should I shrink at pain and woe? Or feel at death dismay? I’ve Canaan’s goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. Apostles, martyrs, prophets there Around my Savior stand; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. Jerusalem, my happy home! My soul still pants for thee; Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see. O Christ do Thou my soul prepare For that bright home of love; That I may see Thee and adore, With all Thy saints above. Jerusalem, my happy home, When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see? O happy harbor of the saints! O sweet and pleasant soil! In thee no sorrow may be found, No grief, no care, no toil. In thee no sickness may be seen, No hurt, no ache, no sore; There is no death nor ugly devil, There is life for evermore. No dampish mist is seen in thee, No cold nor darksome night; There every soul shines as the sun; For God himself gives light. There lust and lucre cannot dwell; There envy bears no sway; There is no hunger, heat, nor cold, But pleasure every way. Jerusalem, Jerusalem, God grant that I may see Thine endless joy, and of the same Partaker ay may be! Thy walls are made of precious stones, Thy bulwarks diamonds square; Thy gates are of right orient pearl; Exceeding rich and rare; Thy turrets and thy pinnacles With carbuncles do shine; Thy very streets are paved with gold, Surpassing clear and fine; Thy houses are of ivory, Thy windows crystal clear; Thy tiles are made of beaten gold— O God that I were there! Within thy gates nothing doth come That is not passing clean, No spider’s web, no dirt, no dust, No filth may there be seen. Aye, my sweet home, Jerusalem, Would God I were in thee: Would God my woes were at an end, Thy joys that I might see. Thy saints are crowned with glory great; They see God face to face; They triumph still, they still rejoice Most happy is their case. We that are here in banishment Continually do mourn: We sigh and sob, we weep and wail, Perpetually we groan. Our sweet is mixed with bitter gall, Our pleasure is but pain: Our joys scarce last the looking on, Our sorrows still remain. But there they live in such delight, Such pleasure and such play, As that to them a thousand years Doth seem as yesterday. Thy vineyards and thy orchards are Most beautiful and fair, Full furnished with trees and fruits, Most wonderful and rare. Thy gardens and thy gallant walks Continually are green: There grow such sweet and pleasant flowers As nowhere else are seen. There is nectar and ambrosia made, There is musk and civet sweet; There many a fair and dainty drug Is trodden under feet. There cinnamon, there sugar grows, Here nard and balm abound. What tongue can tell or heart conceive The joys that there are found? Quite through the streets with silver sound The flood of life doth flow, Upon whose banks on every side The wood of life doth grow. There trees for evermore bear fruit, And evermore do spring; There evermore the angels be, And evermore do sing. There David stands with harp in hand As master of the choir: Ten thousand times that man were blessed That might this music hear. Our Lady sings Magnificat With tune surpassing sweet, And all the virgins bear their part, Sitting at her feet. There Magdalen hath left her moan, And cheerfully doth sing With blessèd saints, whose harmony In every street doth ring. Jerusalem, my happy home, Would God I were in thee! Would God my woes were at an end Thy joys that I might see!

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• [Why 21:2] Jerusalem, Thou City Bright

  Jerusalem, thou City bright From Heav’n to earth descending, How wondrously their holy light Thy precious stones are blending. Refrain O City fair, O City blest, All joy to mortals bringing, Who would not raise his voice in praise And thy dear name be singing! O Gates of pearl, O Streets of gold, O River ever flowing Where leads the Shepherd to the fold The flock their Savior knowing. Refrain Shine, holy Light, within our hearts All evil shade dispelling, That we ne’er from Thy way depart, Which leads to that blest dwelling. Refrain

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• [Why 21:2] Lo! What A Glorious Sight Appears

  Lo! what a glorious sight appears To our believing eyes! The earth and sea are passed away, And the old rolling skies. From the third heav’n, where God resides, That holy, happy place, The new Jerusalem comes down, Adorned with shining grace. Attending angels shout for joy, And the bright armies sing— “Mortals, behold the sacred seat Of your descending King. “The God of glory down to men Removes His blest abode; Men, the dear objects of His grace, And he the loving God. “His own soft hand shall wipe the tears From every weeping eye, And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, And death itself, shall die.” How long, dear Savior! O how long Shall this bright hour delay? Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, And bring the welcome day.

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• [Why 21:2] O Mother Dear, Jerusalem

  O mother dear, Jerusalem, When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end, Thy joys when shall I see? O happy harbor of the saints! O sweet and pleasant soil! In thee no sorrow may be found, No grief, no care, no toil. No murky cloud o’ershadows thee, Nor gloom, nor darksome night; But every soul shines as the sun, For God Himself gives light. There lust and lucre cannot dwell, There envy bears no sway; There is no hunger, heat, nor cold, But pleasure every way. Thy walls are made of precious stones, Thy bulwarks diamonds square; Thy gates are of right orient pearl, Exceeding rich and rare. Thy turrets and thy pinnacles With carbuncles do shine; Thy very streets are paved with gold, Surpassing clear and fine. Thy gardens and thy gallant walks Continually are green; There grow such sweet and pleasant flow’rs, As nowhere else are seen; Quite through the streets, with silver sound, The flood of life doth flow, Upon whose banks on every side, The wood of life doth grow. There trees forevermore bear fruit, And evermore do spring, There evermore the angels sit, And evermore do sing. Jerusalem, my happy home, Would God I were in thee! Would God my woes were at an end, Thy joys that I might see!

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• [Why 21:2] That Glorious Day Is Drawing Nigh

  That glorious day is drawing nigh, When Zion’s light shall come; She shall arise and shine on high, Bright as the morning sun; The north and south their sons resign, And earth’s foundations bend; Clothed as a bride, Jerusalem All glorious shall descend. The King Who wears the splendid crown, The azure’s flaming bow; The holy city shall bring down, To bless His church below; When Zion’s bleeding, conqu’ring King, Shall sin and death destroy, The morning stars shall join to sing, And Zion shout for joy.

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• [Why 21:2] When The Toils Of Life Are Over

  When the toils of life are over, And we lay our armor down, And we bid farewell to earth with all its cares, We shall meet and greet our loved ones, And our Christ we then shall crown, In the new Jerusalem. Refrain There’ll be singing, there’ll be shouting When the saints come marching home, In Jerusalem, in Jerusalem, Waving palms with loud hosannas As the King shall take His throne, In the new Jerusalem. Though the way is sometimes lonely, He will hold me with His hand, Through the testings and the trials I must go. But I’ll trust and gladly follow, For sometime I’ll understand, In the new Jerusalem. Refrain When the last goodbye is spoken And the tear stains wiped away, And our eyes shall catch a glimpse of glory fair, Then with bounding hearts we’ll meet Him Who hath washed our sins away, In the new Jerusalem. Refrain When we join the ransomed army In the summer land above, And the face of our dear Savior we behold, We will sing and shout forever, And we’ll grow in perfect love, In the new Jerusalem. Refrain

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Wahyu 22:5

• [Why 22:5] City Of Gold

  There’s a city that looks o’er the valley of death, And the glories can never be told; There the sun never sets, and the leaves never fade, In that beautiful city of gold. Refrain There the sun never sets, and the leaves never fade; And the eyes of the faithful our Savior behold, In that beautiful city of gold. There the King, our Redeemer, the Lord Whom we love, All the faithful with rapture behold; There the righteous forever shall shine as the stars, In that beautiful city of gold. Refrain Every soul we have led to the foot of the cross, Every lamb we have brought to the fold, Shall be kept as bright jewels our crown to adorn, In that beautiful city of gold. Refrain

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• [Why 22:5] Come, Blessed Spirit! Source Of Light

  Come, blessèd Spirit! Source of light, Whose power and grace are unconfined, Dispel the gloomy shades of night, The thicker darkness of the mind. To mine illumined eyes, display The glorious truth Thy Word reveals; Cause me to run the heavenly way, Thy book unfold, and loose the seals. Thine inward teachings make me know The mysteries of redeeming love, The vanity of things below, And excellence of things above. While through this dubious maze I stray, Spread, like the sun, Thy beams abroad, To show the dangers of the way, And guide my feeble steps to God.

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• [Why 22:5] O Christ, Who Art The Light And Day

  O Christ, who art the Light and Day, Thou drivest darksome night away! We know Thee as the Light of light Illuminating mortal sight. All holy Lord, we pray to Thee, Keep us tonight from danger free; Grant us, dear Lord, in Thee to rest, So be our sleep in quiet blest. Let not the tempter round us creep With thoughts of evil while we sleep, Nor with his wiles the flesh allure And make us in Thy sight impure. And while the eyes soft slumber take, Still be the heart to Thee awake, Be Thy right hand upheld above Thy servants resting in Thy love. Yea, our Defender, be Thou nigh, To bid the powers of darkness fly; Keep us from sin, and guide for good Thy servants purchased by Thy blood. Remember us, dear Lord, we pray, While in this mortal flesh we stay: ’Tis Thou Who dost the soul defend— Be present with us to the end. Blest Thee in One and One in Three, Almighty God, we pray to Thee, That Thou wouldst now vouchsafe to bless Our fast with fruits of righteousness.

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• [Why 22:5] I Wandered In The Shades Of Night

  I wandered in the shades of night, Till Jesus came to me, And with the sunlight of His love Bid all my darkness flee. Refrain Sunlight, sunlight in my soul today, Sunlight, sunlight all along the way; Since the Savior found me, took away my sin, I have had the sunlight of His love within. Tho’ clouds may gather in the sky, And billows round me roll, However dark the world may be I’ve sunlight in my soul. Refrain I cross the wide extended fields, I journey o’er the plain, And in the sunlight of His love I reap the golden grain. Refrain Soon I shall see Him as He is, The Light that came to me; Behold the brightness of His face, Throughout eternity. Refrain

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• [Why 22:5] Light’s Abode, Celestial Salem

  Light’s abode, celestial Salem, Vision whence true peace doth spring, Brighter than the heart can fancy, Mansion of the highest King; O how glorious are the praises Which of thee the prophets sing! There for ever and for ever Alleluia is outpoured For unending and unbroken Is the feast day of the Lord; All is pure and all is holy That within thy walls is stored. There no cloud nor passing vapor Dims the brightness of the air; Endless noonday, glorious noonday, From the Sun of suns is there; There no night brings rest from labor, For unknown are toil and care. O how glorious and resplendent, Fragile body, shalt thou be, When endued with so much beauty, Full of health, and strong, and free, Full of vigor, full of pleasure That shall last eternally! Now with gladness, now with courage, Bear the burden on thee laid, That hereafter these thy labors May with endless gifts be paid, And in everlasting glory Thou with brightness be arrayed. 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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• [Why 22:5] Morning Land, The

  O how light to the soul are its crosses, And how easy our burdens to bear, When we think of that land over Jordan, And the joy that will crown us there. Refrain O the bright morning land, the dear morning land, The land where all sorrow is o’er! We shall sit beneath the ray of a golden summer day, Where the shadows will return no more. O how light to the soul are its crosses, And the conflicts and trials we meet; We shall soon lay down them over Jordan, We shall lay them at Jesus’ feet. Refrain O how light to the soul are its crosses, O the mercy of Jesus, our Friend! We shall praise Him for all over Jordan, In our beautiful home beyond. Refrain

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• [Why 22:5] O Christ, Who Art The Light And Day

  O Christ, who art the Light and Day, Thou drivest darksome night away! We know Thee as the Light of light Illuminating mortal sight. All holy Lord, we pray to Thee, Keep us tonight from danger free; Grant us, dear Lord, in Thee to rest, So be our sleep in quiet blest. Let not the tempter round us creep With thoughts of evil while we sleep, Nor with his wiles the flesh allure And make us in Thy sight impure. And while the eyes soft slumber take, Still be the heart to Thee awake, Be Thy right hand upheld above Thy servants resting in Thy love. Yea, our Defender, be Thou nigh, To bid the powers of darkness fly; Keep us from sin, and guide for good Thy servants purchased by Thy blood. Remember us, dear Lord, we pray, While in this mortal flesh we stay: ’Tis Thou Who dost the soul defend— Be present with us to the end. Blest Thee in One and One in Three, Almighty God, we pray to Thee, That Thou wouldst now vouchsafe to bless Our fast with fruits of righteousness.

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• [Why 22:5] Shadows

  When we cross the valley there need be no shadows, When life’s day is ended and its sorrows o’er; When the summons comes to meet the blessèd Savior, When we rise to dwell with Him forevermore. Refrain Shadows! no need of shadows When at last we lay life’s burdens down; Shadows! no need of shadows! When at last we gain the victor’s crown. When our loved ones leave us there need be no shadows, If their faith is fixed in Jesus as their Lord; For they go to be with Him Who died to save them, To be with the One Whom they have long adored. Refrain When He comes to meet us there need be no shadows, When He comes in all His glorious array; When the trump of God shall sound and loved ones waken, When He leads us onward with triumphant sway. Refrain

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