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Yesaya 2:2

• [Yes 2:2] Behold! The Mountain Of The Lord

  Behold! the mountain of the Lord In latter days shall rise On mountain tops above the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow; Up to the hill of God, they’ll say, And to His house we’ll go. The beam that shines from Zion hill Shall lighten every land; The King Who reigns in Salem’s towers Shall all the world command. Among the nations He shall judge; His judgments truth shall guide; His scepter shall protect the just, And quell the sinner’s pride. No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign Or mar the peaceful years; To plowshares soon they beat their swords To pruning hooks their spears. No longer hosts encountering hosts, Their millions slain deplore; They hang the trumpets in the hall And study war no more. Come then, O house of Jacob, come To worship at His shrine; And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. In latter days, the Mount of God, His sacred house shall rise Above the mountains and the hills, And strike the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All Tribes and Tongues shall flow; Up to the house of God they’ll say, To Jacob’s God, we’ll go. To us He’ll point the ways of truth: The sacred Path we’ll tread From Salem and from Zion-Hill His law shall then proceed. Among the nations and the isles, As Judge supreme, He’ll sit: And, vested with unbounded power Will punish or seguit. No strife shall rage, nor angry feuds, Disturb these peaceful years; To plowshares then they’ll beat their swords, To pruning hooks their spears. Then nation shan’t ’gainst nation rise, And slaughtered house deplore: They’ll lay the useless trumpet by, And study war no more. O come ye, then, of Jacob’s house, Our hearts now let us join: And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. O’er mountain tops, the mount of God In latter days, shall rise Above the summits of the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow; Up to the mount of God, they say, And to His house we’ll go. The beams that shine from Zion’s hill Shall lighten ev’ry land; The King, who reigns in Salem’s towers Shall the whole world command. Among the nations He shall judge, His judgments truth shall guide; His scepter shall protect the just, And crush the sinner’s pride. No war shall rage, nor hostile strife Disturb those happy years; To plough shares men shall beat their swords, To pruning hooks their spears. No longer hosts, encountering hosts, Shall crowds of slain deplore; They’ll lay the martial trumpet by, And study war no more.

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Yesaya 11:10

• [Yes 11:10] Brightly Gleams Our Banner

  Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky, Waving on Christ’s soldiers to their home on high. Marching through the desert, gladly thus we pray, Still with hearts united, singing on our way. Refrain Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky, Waving on Christ’s soldiers to their home on high. Pattern of our childhood, once Thyself a child, Make our childhood holy, pure and meek and mild. In the hour of danger whither can we flee, Save to Thee, dear Savior, only unto Thee? Refrain Jesus, Lord and Master, at Thy sacred feet, Here, with hearts rejoicing, see Thy children meet. Often have we left Thee, often gone astray; Keep us, mighty Savior, in the narrow way. Refrain All our days direct us in the way we go; Lead us on victorious over every foe: Bid Thine angels shield us when the storm clouds lower, Pardon, Lord, and save us in the last dread hour. Refrain Then with saints and angels may we join above, Offering prayers and praises at Thy throne of love. When the toil is over, then comes rest and peace, Jesus in His beauty! Songs that never cease! Refrain

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• [Yes 11:10] Fling Out The Banner

  Fling out the banner! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide; The sun that lights its shining folds, The cross, on which the Savior died. Fling out the banner! heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight, And nations crowding to be born Baptize their spirits in its light. Fling out the banner! angels bend In anxious silence o’er the sight, And vainly seek to comprehend The wonder of the love divine. Fling out the banner! sin sick souls That sink and perish in the strife, Shall touch in faith its radiant hem, And spring immortal into life. Fling out the banner! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide, Our glory, only in the cross; Our only hope, the Crucified! Fling out the banner! wide and high, Seaward and skyward, let it shine; Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours; We conquer only in that sign.

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• [Yes 11:10] Lift High The Cross

  Refrain Lift high the cross, the love of Christ proclaim, Till all the world adore His sacred Name. Led on their way by this triumphant sign, The hosts of God in conquering ranks combine. Refrain Each newborn servant of the Crucified Bears on the brow the seal of Him Who died. Refrain O Lord, once lifted on the glorious tree, As Thou hast promised, draw the world to Thee. Refrain So shall our song of triumph ever be: Praise to the Crucified for victory. Refrain

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• [Yes 11:10] Let Our Gladness Have No End

  Let our gladness have no end, Hallelujah! For to earth did Christ descend. Hallelujah! Refrain On this day God gave us Christ, His Son, to save us; Christ, His Son, to save us. See, the loveliest blooming rose, Hallelujah! From the branch of Jesse grows. Hallelujah! Refrain Into flesh is made the Word. Hallelujah! He, our refuge and our Lord. Hallelujah! Refrain
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• [Yes 11:10] Lo, How A Rose E’er Blooming

  Lo, how a Rose e’er blooming from tender stem hath sprung! Of Jesse’s lineage coming, as men of old have sung. It came, a floweret bright, amid the cold of winter, When half spent was the night. Isaiah ’twas foretold it, the Rose I have in mind; With Mary we behold it, the virgin mother kind. To show God’s love aright, she bore to men a Savior, When half spent was the night. The shepherds heard the story proclaimed by angels bright, How Christ, the Lord of glory was born on earth this night. To Bethlehem they sped and in the manger found Him, As angel heralds said. This Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air, Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere; True Man, yet very God, from sin and death He saves us, And lightens every load. O Savior, Child of Mary, who felt our human woe, O Savior, King of glory, who dost our weakness know; Bring us at length we pray, to the bright courts of Heaven, And to the endless day!

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Yesaya 38:18

• [Yes 38:18] Awake, My Zeal; Awake, My Love

  Awake, my zeal; awake, my love, To serve my Savior here below, In works which perfect saints above And holy angels cannot do. Awake, my charity, to feed The hungry soul, and clothe the poor; In Heav’n are found no sons of need, There all these duties are no more. Subdue thy passions, O my soul! Maintain the fight, thy work pursue, Daily thy rising sins control, And be thy vic’tries ever new. The land of triumph lies on high, There are no foes t’encounter there; Lord, I would conquer till I die, And finish all the glorious war. Let every flying hour confess I gain Thy Gospel fresh renown; And when my life and labors cease, May I possess the promised crown!

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Yesaya 42:1

• [Yes 42:1] Behold My Servant! See Him Rise

  Behold My Servant! see Him rise Exalted in My might! Him have I chosen, and in Him I place supreme delight. On Him, in rich effusion poured, My Spirit shall descend; My truths and judgments He shall show To earth’s remotest end. Gentle and still shall be His voice, No threats from Him proceed; The smoking flax He shall not quench, Nor break the bruisèd reed. The feeble spark to flames He’ll raise; The weak will not despise; Judgment He shall bring forth to truth, And make the fallen rise. The progress of His zeal and power Shall never know decline, Till foreign lands and distant isles Receive the law divine. He Who erected Heav’n’s bright arch, And bade the planets roll, Who peopled all the climes of earth, And formed the human soul, Thus saith the Lord, Thee have I raised, My Prophet Thee install; In right I’ve raised Thee, and in strength I’ll succor whom I call. I will establish with the lands A covenant in Thee, To give the Gentile nations light, And set the prisoners free: Asunder burst the gates of brass; The iron fetters fall; And gladsome light and liberty Are straight restored to all. I am the Lord, and by the name Of great Jehovah known; No idol shall usurp My praise, Nor mount into My throne. Lo! former scenes, predicted once Conspicuous rise to view; And future scenes, predicted now, Shall be accomplished too. Sing to the Lord in joyful strains! Let earth His praise resound, Ye Who upon the ocean dwell, And fill the isles around! O city of the Lord! begin The universal song; And let the scattered villages The cheerful notes prolong. Let Kedar’s wilderness afar Lift up its lonely voice; And let the tenants of the rock With accents rude rejoice; Till ‘midst the streams of distant lands The islands sound His praise; And all combined, with one accord, Jehovah’s glories raise.

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Yesaya 60:15

• [Yes 60:15] O Zion, When Thy Savior Came

  O Zion, when thy Savior came In grace and love to thee, No beauty in thy royal Lord Thy faithless eye could see. Yet, onward in His path of grace, The holy Sufferer went, To feel, at last, that love on thee Had all in vain been spent. Yet not in vain; o’er Israel’s land The glory yet will shine; And He, thy once rejected King, Messiah, shall be thine. When thou, beneath the peaceful reign Of Jesus and His bride, Shalt sound His grace and glory forth To all the earth beside. The nations to thy glorious light, O Zion! yet shall throng; And all the listening islands wait To catch the joyful song. The name of Jesus yet shall ring Through earth and Heaven above, And all His ransomed people know The Sabbath of His love.

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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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• [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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