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Yesaya 8:8

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Yesaya 30:19

• [Yes 30:19] How Far From Home?

  How far from home? I asked, as on I bent my steps—the watchman spake: “The long, dark night is almost gone, The morning soon will break. Then weep no more, but speed thy flight, With Hope’s bright star thy guiding ray, Till thou shalt reach the realms of light, In everlasting day.” I asked the warrior on the field; This was his soul inspiring song: “With courage bold, the sword I’ll wield, The battle is not long. Then weep no more, but well endure The conflict, till thy work is done; For this we know, the prize is sure, When victory is won.” I asked again; earth, sea and sun Seemed, with one voice, to make reply: “Time’s wasting sands are nearly run, Eternity is nigh. Then weep no more—with warning tones, Portentous sights are thickening round, The whole creation, waiting, groans, To hear the trumpet sound.” Not far from home! O blessèd thought! The traveler’s lonely heart to cheer; Which oft a healing balm has brought, And dried the mourner’s tear. Then weep no more, since we shall meet Where weary footsteps never roam— Our trials past, our joys complete, Safe in our Father’s home.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yesaya 62:6

• [Yes 62:6] Let Zion’s Watchmen All Awake

  Let Zion’s watchmen all awake And take th’alarm they give; Now let them, from the mouth of God Their awful charge receive. ’Tis not a cause of small import The pastor’s care demands; But what might fill an angel’s heart And filled a Savior’s hands. They watch for souls for which the Lord Did heav’nly bliss forego; Those that have tasted His rich grace, And seek His will to know. All to the great tribunal haste Th’account to render there; And shouldst Thou strictly mark our faults Lord, where should we appear? May that same Jesus, whom they preach, Their own Redeemer be; And watch Thou daily o’er their souls, That they may watch for Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yes 62:6] Round The Sacred City Gather

  Round the Sacred City gather Egypt, Edom, Babylon; All the warring hosts of error, Sworn against her, move as one: Vain the leaguer! her foundations Are upon the holy hills, And the love of the Eternal All her stately temple fills. Get thee, watchman, to the rampart! Gird thee, warrior, with thy sword! Be ye strong as ye remember That amidst you is the Lord: Like the night mists from the valley, These shall vanish one by one, Egypt’s malice, Edom’s envy, And the hate of Babylon. But be true, ye sons and daughters, Lest the peril be within: Watch to prayer, lest, while ye slumber, Stealthy foemen enter in: Safe the mother and the children, In their will and love be strong, While their loyal hearts go singing Prayer and praise for battle song. Church of God! if we forget thee Let His blessings fail our hand, When our love shall not prefer thee Let His love forget our land— Nay! to thee shall we be steadfast, Though the world’s foundations shake, Love of thee is love for ever, Love of thee for Jesus’ sake. Church of Christ! upon thy banner, Lo, His passion’s awful sign; By that seal of His redemption Thou art His, and He is thine: From the depth of His atonement Flows thy sacramental tide: From the height of His ascension Flows the grace which is thy guide. God the Spirit dwells within thee, His society divine, His the living Word thou keepest, His thy apostolic line. Ancient prayer and song liturgic, Creeds that change not to the end, As His gift we have received them, As His charge we will defend. Alleluia, alleluia, To the Father, Spirit, Son, In Whose will the Church at warfare With the Church at rest is one; So to Thee we sing in union, God in earth and Heav’n adored, Alleluia, alleluia, Holy, holy, holy Lord.

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  source: Cyberhymnal