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Filipi 1:21

Titus 1:9

Ibrani 4:14

Ibrani 10:23

Wahyu 3:3

Wahyu 3:11

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Filipi 1:27

• [Flp 1:27] Call To Arms Is Sounding, The

  The call to arms is sounding, The foemen muster strong; While saints beneath the altar Are crying, “Lord, how long?” The living and the loving Christ’s royal standard raise, And marching on to conflict Shout forth their Captain’s praise. No time for self-indulgence, For resting by the way; Repose will come at even, But toil is for the day; Work, like the blessèd Jesus, Who from His earliest youth Would do His Father’s business And witness for the truth. For the one Faith, the true Faith, The Faith which cannot fail, For the one Church, the true Church, ’Gainst which no foes prevail; Made one with God incarnate, We in His might must win The glory of self-conquest, Of victory over sin. Behold! upon Mount Sion A glorious people stand, A crown on every forehead, A palm in every hand; Lo! these are they who boldly The Name of Christ confessed, And now triumphant praise Him In Heav’n’s unresting rest. O Jesu! Who art waiting Thy faithful ones to crown, Vouchsafe to bless our conflict, Our loving service own; Come in each heart forever As King adored to reign, Till we with saints triumphant Uplift the victor strain.

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• [Flp 1:27] We Are Soldiers Of Christ

  We are soldiers of Christ, who is mighty to save, And His banner the Cross is unfurled; We are pledged to be faithful and steadfast and brave Against Satan, the flesh, and the world. We are brothers and comrades, we stand side by side, And our faith and our hope are the same; And we think of the Cross on which Jesus has died, When we bear the reproach of His Name. At the font we were marked with the Cross on our brow, Of our grace and our calling the sign; And the weakest is strong to be true to his vow, For the armor we wear is divine. We will watch ready armed if the Tempter draw near, If he comes with a frown or a smile; We will heed not his threats, nor his flatteries hear, Nor be taken by storm or by wile. We will master the flesh, and its longings restrain, We will not be the bond slaves of sin, The pure Spirit of God in our nature shall reign, And our spirits their freedom shall win. For the world’s love we live not, its hate we defy, And we will not be led by the throng; We’ll be true to ourselves, to our Father on high, And the bright world to which we belong. Now let each cheer his comrade, let hearts beat as one, While we follow where Christ leads the way; ’Twere dishonor to yield, or the battle to shun, We will fight, and will watch, and will pray. Though the warfare be weary, the trial be sore, In the might of our God we will stand; Oh! what joy to be crowned and be pure evermore, In the peace of our own Fatherland.

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Filipi 1:21

• [Flp 1:21] Dear Master, In Thy Way

  Dear Master, in Thy way Our willing feet shall tread; What joy Thy mandate to obey, Our great and glorious Head. The closing waters hid Our former world, and we, Seeking through death our Savior’s side, Rejoice to die with Thee. And as we rise again, Be this confession giv’n, That we have ris’n with Christ to reign The Lord of earth and Heav’n. So would we die to live, And live no more to die; Our risen lives, O Christ, receive And seal them in the sky.

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• [Flp 1:21] It Is Not Death To Die

  It is not death to die, To leave this weary road, And midst the brotherhood on high To be at home with God. It is not death to close The eye long dimmed by tears, And wake, in glorious repose, To spend eternal years. It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, to breath the air Of boundless liberty. It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust And rise, on strong exulting wing To live among the just. Jesus, Thou Prince of Life, Thy chosen cannot die: Like Thee, they conquer in the strife To reign with Thee on high.

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• [Flp 1:21] Let Thoughtless Thousands Choose

  Let thoughtless thousands choose the road That leads the soul away from God; This happiness, dear Lord, be mine, To live and die entirely Thine. On Christ, by faith, I fain would live, From Him my life, my all, receive, To Him devote my fleeting hours, Serve Him alone with all my powers. Christ is my everlasting All; To Him I look, on Him I call; He will my every want supply In time and through eternity. Soon will the Lord, my Life, appear; Soon shall I end my trials here, Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain. To live is Christ, to die is gain. Soon will the saints in glory meet, Soon walk through every golden street, And sing on every blissful plain: To live is Christ, to die is gain.

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• [Flp 1:21] Living For Jesus (crosby)

  Living for Jesus, only for Jesus, Striving in wisdom daily to grow, Telling His goodness, seeking His glory, Onward to Canaan, joyful I go; Doubts may befall me, trials oppress me, He is my Buckler, strong to defend; Bright is the prospect, pleasant the journey; Jesus will lead me safe to the end. Refrain O the love of Jesus! Wondrous love of Jesus! I will exalt Him forevermore. Living for Jesus, only for Jesus, Always forgiving, gentle and mild; Patient in labor, trusting His promise, Learning my duty, meek as a child; When I am hungry, Jesus will feed me, He is my Shepherd, He is my Guide; When I am thirsty, He will refresh me, All that is needful He will provide. Refrain Living for Jesus, only for Jesus— Blessèd employment, blessèd reward! Crowns in His kingdom wait for the faithful; There shall the weary rest in the Lord; Welcome, O welcome toil and affliction! He is my Anchor steadfast and sure; Glory to Jesus, glory to Jesus! I shall behold Him, spotless and pure. Refrain

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• [Flp 1:21] No, No, It Is Not Dying

  No, no, it is not dying To go unto our God; This gloomy earth forsaking, Our journey homeward taking Along the starry road. No, no, it is not dying Heaven’s citizen to be; A crown immortal wearing, And rest unbroken sharing, From care and conflict free. No, no it is not dying To hear this gracious word, “Receive a Father’s blessing, Forevermore possessing The favor of thy Lord.” No, no it is not dying The Shepherd’s voice to know: His sheep He ever leadeth, His peaceful flock He feedeth, Where living pastures grow. No, no it is not dying To wear a lordly crown; Among God’s people dwelling, The glorious triumph swelling Of Him Whose sway we own.

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• [Flp 1:21] O Jesus, When I Think Of Thee

  O Jesus, when I think of Thee, Thy manger, cross, and throne, My spirit trusts exultingly In Thee, and Thee alone. For me Thou didst become a man, For me didst weep and die; For me achieve Thy wondrous plan For me ascend on high. O let me share Thy holy birth, Thy faith, Thy death to sin; And strong, amidst the toils of earth, My heavenly life begin. Then shall I know what means the strain Triumphant of Saint Paul: “To live is Christ, to die is gain”; “Christ is my All in all.”

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• [Flp 1:21] Weep Not For A Brother Deceased

  Weep not for a brother deceased; Our loss is his infinite gain; A soul out of prison released, And freed from its bodily chain; With songs let us follow his flight, And mount with his spirit above, Escaped to the mansions of light, And lodged in the Eden of love. Our brother the haven has gained, Outflying the tempest and wind; His rest he hath sooner obtained, And left his companions behind, Still tossed on a sea of distress, Hard toiling to make the blest shore, Where all is assurance and peace, And sorrow and sin are no more. There all the ship’s company meet, Who sailed with the Savior beneath, With shouting each other they greet, And triumph o’er sorrow and death; The voyage of life’s at an end; The mortal affliction is past; The age that in Heaven they spend, Forever and ever shall last.

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• [Flp 1:21] When Musing Sorrow Weeps The Past

  When musing sorrow weeps the past, And mourns the present pain, ’Tis sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. ’Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise, And dread a Father’s will, ’Tis not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer still: It is that heaven-born faith surveys The path that leads to light, And longs her eagle plumes to raise, And lose herself in sight: It is that hope with ardor glows, To see Him face to face, Whose dying love no language knows Sufficient art to trace. O let me wing my hallowed flight From earthborn woe and care, And soar above these clouds of night, My Savior’s bliss to share!

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Ibrani 4:14

• [Ibr 4:14] Atoning Work Is Done, The

  The atoning work is done, The Victim’s blood is shed; And Jesus now is gone His people’s cause to plead: He stands in Heaven their great High Priest, And bears their names upon His breast. He sprinkles with His blood The mercy-seat above; For justice had withstood The purposes of love: But justice now objects no more, And mercy yields her boundless store. No temple made with hands His place of service is; In Heaven itself He stands, A heavenly priesthood His: In Him the shadows of the law Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw. And though awhile He be Hid from the eyes of men, His people look to see Their great High Priest again: In brightest glory He will come, And take His waiting people home.

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• [Ibr 4:14] Great High Priest, We See Thee Stooping

  Great High Priest, we see Thee stooping, With our names upon Thy breast, In the garden groaning, drooping, To the ground with sorrows pressed. Weeping angels stand confounded, To behold their Maker thus, And shall we remain unwounded, When we know ’twas all for us? On the cross Thy body broken, Cancels every penalty; Tempted souls produce this token All demands to satisfy. All is finished; do not doubt it, But believe your dying Lord; Never reason more about it, Only take Him at His Word. Come, behold your Savior bleeding, Streams of mercy from Him flow, Whilst before His Father pleading For those men who wrought His woe. Lo, He cried, “Father, forgive them, Though they do My life pursue, I am willing to receive them, For they know not what they do.” Come, Thou everlasting Spirit, Bring to every thankful mind All the Savior’s dying merit, All His suffering for mankind. True recorder of His passion, Now Thy living fire impart, Now reveal Thy great salvation, Preach His Gospel to our heart. Lord, we fain would trust Thee solely; ’Twas for us Thy blood was spilt; Gracious Savior, take us wholly, Take and make us what Thou wilt. Grant us now Thy heav’nly blessing, Let Thy love our songs employ; Then we’ll find Thy peace possessing, In Thy service all our joy.

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• [Ibr 4:14] With Joy We Meditate The Grace

  With joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame; He knows what sore temptations mean, For He has felt the same. But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood, While Satan’s fiery darts He bore, And did resist to blood. He in the days of feeble flesh Poured out His cries and tears, And in His measure feels afresh What every member bears. He’ll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame; The bruisèd reed He never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. Then let our humble faith address His mercy and His power; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour.

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Ibrani 10:23

• [Ibr 10:23] I Was Made A Christian

  I was made a Christian When my name was giv’n, One of God’s dear children, And an heir of Heaven. In the name of Christian I will glory now, Evermore remember My baptismal vow. I must, like a Christian Shun all evil ways, Keep the faith of Jesus, Serve Him all my days. Called to be a Christian I will praise the Lord, Seek for His assistance So to keep my word. All a Christian’s blessings I will claim for mine; Holy work and worship, Fellowship divine. Father, Son, and Spirit, Give me grace, that I, Still may live a Christian, And a Christian die.

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• [Ibr 10:23] God’s Promise

  He who brought His ancient people, With a strong and mighty hand, Out of all their cruel bondage, Into Canaan’s promised land. Refrain He has said, and we believe it, ’Tis a promise made of old, From the trusting and the loving No good thing will He withhold. He who led them through the desert, By the cloud that went before, He whose goodness never failed them, Though they grieved Him o’er and o’er. Refrain God is faithful to His promise, He is mindful of His own; On our journey to His kingdom We shall never walk alone. Refrain We shall have His kind protection And His love as in the past; Though our days be few or many, He will guide us to the last. Refrain

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• [Ibr 10:23] Standing On The Promises

  Standing on the promises of Christ my King, Through eternal ages let His praises ring, Glory in the highest, I will shout and sing, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain Standing, standing, Standing on the promises of God my Savior; Standing, standing, I’m standing on the promises of God. Standing on the promises that cannot fail, When the howling storms of doubt and fear assail, By the living Word of God I shall prevail, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain Standing on the promises I now can see Perfect, present cleansing in the blood for me; Standing in the liberty where Christ makes free, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain Standing on the promises of Christ the Lord, Bound to Him eternally by love’s strong cord, Overcoming daily with the Spirit’s sword, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain Standing on the promises I cannot fall, Listening every moment to the Spirit’s call Resting in my Savior as my all in all, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain

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Wahyu 2:25

• [Why 2:25] Hold Fast

  O sailor on a treacherous sea, Tho’ rent thy every sail may be, Tho’ all thy earthly hopes are past, And thou art clinging to the mast. Refrain Hold fast a moment more, Behold a light upon the shore; Tho’ scarce a beam thine eye can see, Thy Savior comes to rescue thee. Hold fast, be strong and banish fear, Look up, behold the harbor near; A cry of joy from yonder strand, Where loved ones wait to clasp thy hand. Refrain Tho’ surges roll, and waves run high, The Gospel lifeboat still is nigh; It cannot from its course be driv’n, ’Tis sure to reach the port of Heav’n. Refrain Oh, sailor! lift again thine eyes, Behold with joy and glad surprise A glorious morn, that dawns for thee, Far, far beyond a stormy sea. Refrain Oh, land of rest from toil and care, Who would not long to enter there, Where every throb of pain shall cease, And every sigh be hushed to peace! Refrain

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• [Why 2:25] Hold Fast Till I Come

  Oh, spirit, o’erwhelmed by thy failures and fears, Look up to thy Lord, though with trembling and tears; Weak Faith, to thy call seem the heav’ns only dumb? To thee is the message, “Hold fast till I come.” Refrain Hold fast till I come, hold fast till I come, A bright crown awaits thee; Hold fast till I come. Hold fast when the world would allure thee to sin; Hold fast when the tempter assails from within; In sunshine or sadness, in gain or in loss, To falter were madness; oh, cling to the cross. Refrain Thy Savior is coming in tenderest love, To make up His jewels and bear them above: Oh, child, in thine anguish, despairing or dumb, Remember the message, “Hold fast till I come.” Refrain

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• [Why 2:25] Hold The Fort

  Ho, my comrades! see the signal waving in the sky! Reinforcements now appearing, victory is nigh. Refrain “Hold the fort, for I am coming,” Jesus signals still; Wave the answer back to Heaven, “By Thy grace we will.” See the mighty host advancing, Satan leading on; Mighty ones around us falling, courage almost gone! Refrain See the glorious banner waving! Hear the trumpet blow! In our Leader’s Name we triumph over ev’ry foe. Refrain Fierce and long the battle rages, but our help is near; Onward comes our great Commander, cheer, my comrades, cheer! Refrain

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Wahyu 3:11

• [Why 3:11] He Cometh!

  Jesus is coming! go, herald the tidings Far over the land and the sea; Jesus is coming to gather the ransomed, Redeemed by His death on the tree. Angels attending, the heavens descending— All language our joy will transcend, When we shall see Him, the King in His beauty, Our Bridegroom, Redeemer, and Friend. Refrain Jesus is coming, our Savior and Lover divine; Soon in His glory the ransomed of ages will shine; Ages on ages we’ll reign with our King on His throne; Wonderful story! We’ll share in His glory, Redeemed by His mercy divine. Lift up your heads and rejoice, O ye righteous, Your perfect redemption is nigh; Swiftly the darkness of midnight approaches, “He cometh” shall sound from the sky. Long has the battle been waged against evil By suffering saints here below. Jesus is coming to banish our sorrow, And lead us where tears never flow. Refrain Come, dear Lord Jesus, Thy promise fulfilling; “Come quickly!” our souls cry to Thee: Long has the world been enthralled by the tempter, The curse is on land and on sea. Yet Thou shalt triumph, the nations subduing, The truth of the Word cannot fail; God’s wondrous glory, like ocean’s deep billows, To earth’s farthest bounds shall prevail. Refrain

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• [Why 3:11] He Cometh, Father, As He Came Of Old

  He cometh, Father, as He came of old ’Neath earthly veil concealed from mortal sight, Though now we hear no angel harps of gold, Nor see the glory of the heavenly light: Look Thou in love, as on that wondrous birth On this, His goodwill gift of peace to earth. Thou comest, Lord, and as in Bethlehem’s stall Our gifts and greetings here we offer Thee. Here spread a veil, then low adoring fall, Where as in Mary’s arms by faith we see God’s highest glory, graciously enshrined In this Thy gift of peace to all mankind. He cometh! Spirit blest, Thy truth impart, Brooding in love upon the bread and wine, Make them, we pray, make very faithful heart, Like Mary’s, meet to hold the Guest divine, God’s highest glory veiled from mortal ken In this, His promised gift of peace to men. He cometh, Father, here to seek His own, Thy Word made flesh—He deigns ’mid us to dwell Thou comest, Lord, from Thine eternal throne By Thy sweet Spirit’s power, Emmanuel, And round Thy feet, we hymn Thy glory still With angel songs of peace and great good-will.

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• [Why 3:11] Let Someone Else

  “Let someone else!” you often say, When asked to serve the Lord; And “someone else,” when life is o’er, Will reap a rich reward. Oh, someone else is doing the work That you for God should do; And someone else will be wearing the crown That God had meant for you. “Let someone else speak forth the word To save a soul from sin”; That “someone else,” when Jesus comes, A crown of life will win. Oh, someone else is doing the work That you for God should do; And someone else will be wearing the crown That God had meant for you. “Let someone else go forth,” you say, To lands beyond the seas; While you remain at home and take Your comfort and your ease. Oh, someone else is doing the work That you for God should do; And someone else will be wearing the crown That God had meant for you. Oh, never let your lips again Those thoughtless words repeat; But pray that grace to you be giv’n To serve at Jesus’ feet. Then no one else will do the work That you for God should do; And no one else will be wearing the crown That God has kept for you.

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• [Why 3:11] Onward, Upward

  Onward! upward! Christian soldier, Turn not back nor sheath thy sword, Let its blade be sharp for conquest, In the battle for the Lord. From the great white throne eternal, God Himself is looking down; He it is Who now commands thee, Take the cross and win the crown. He it is Who now commands thee, Take the cross and win the crown. Onward! upward! doing, daring, All for Him Who died for thee; Face the foe and meet with boldness Danger whatsoe’er it be. From the battlements of glory, Holy ones are looking down, Thou canst almost hear them shouting: “On! let no one take thy crown.” Thou canst almost hear them shouting: “On! let no one take thy crown.” Onward! till thy course is finished, Like the ransomed ones before; Keep the faith thro’ persecution, Never give the battle o’er. Onward! upward! till victorious, Thou shalt lay thy armor down, And thy loving Savior bids thee At His hand receive thy crown. And thy loving Savior bids thee At His hand receive thy crown.

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