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Yesaya 2:5

• [Yes 2:5] Marching On In The Light Of God

  Marching on in the light of God, Marching on, I am marching on; Up the path that the Master trod, Marching, marching on. Refrain A robe of white, a crown of gold, A harp, a home, a mansion fair, A victor’s palm, a joy untold, Are mine when I get there. Marching on through the hosts of sin, Marching on I am marching on; Vict’ry’s mine while I’ve Christ within, Marching, marching on. Refrain Marching on while the skeptics sneer, Marching on, I am marching on; Perfect love casteth out all fear, Marching, marching on. Refrain Marching on with the flag unfurled, Marching on, I am marching on; Preaching Christ to the dying world, Marching, marching on. Refrain

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Yesaya 50:4

• [Yes 50:4] Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve

  Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown, And an immortal crown. A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way, And onward urge thy way. ’Tis God’s all animating voice That calls thee from on high; ’Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye, To thine aspiring eye. Then wake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on, A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown, And an immortal crown.

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• [Yes 50:4] Come, My Soul, Thou Must Be Waking

  Come, my soul, thou must be waking; Now is breaking over the earth another day; Come to Him Who made this splendor; See thou render all thy feeble powers can pay. Thou, too, hail the light returning Ready burning be the incense of thy powers; For the night is safely ended, God hath tended with His care thy helpless hours. Pray that He may prosper ever Each endeavor when thine aim is good and true; But that He may ever thwart thee, And convert thee, when thou evil wouldst pursue. Think that He thy ways beholdeth; He unfoldeth every fault that lurks within; He the hidden shame glossed over Can discover, and discern each deed of sin. Mayest thou on life’s last morrow, Free from sorrow, pass away in slumber sweet: And, released from death’s dark sadness, Rise in gladness that far brighter Sun to greet. Only God’s free gifts abuse not, Light refuse not, but His Spirit’s voice obey; Thou with Him shalt dwell, beholding Light enfolding all things in unclouded day.

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