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1 Korintus 1:8-9

1 Korintus 3:11

1 Korintus 12:8

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1 Korintus 2:16

• [1Kor 2:16] Take Thou Our Minds, Dear Lord

  Take Thou our minds, dear Lord, we humbly pray, Give us the mind of Christ each passing day; Teach us to know the truth that sets us free; Grant us in all our thoughts to honor Thee. Take Thou our hearts, O Christ—they are Thine own; Come Thou within our souls and claim Thy throne; Help us to shed abroad Thy deathless love; Use us to make the earth like heaven above. Take Thou our wills, Most High! Hold Thou full sway; Have in our inmost souls Thy perfect way; Guard Thou each sacred hour from selfish ease; Guide Thou our ordered lives as Thou dost please. Take Thou ourselves, O Lord, heart, mind, and will; Through our surrendered souls Thy plans fulfill. We yield ourselves to Thee—time, talents, all; We hear, and henceforth heed, Thy sovereign call.

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1 Korintus 3:11

• [1Kor 3:11] Church Of God Is Stablished, The

  The Church of God is stablished Through Jesus Christ our Lord, Indwelt by Christ all glorious With Christ she shall accord. The sweetness of Christ’s spirit Within her life endures, And to the weary nations God’s day of peace ensures. The Church of God enshrineth Whate’er true men hold dear, And with her strength doth cherish The visions of the seer. The patience of Christ’s spirit Within her heart abides, To hope she still doth witness, Whatever ill betides. The Church of God increaseth Through sacrifice and pain; Through travail and through sorrow She makes her constant gain. The passion of Christ’s spirit Ne’er from the Church shall die; Love shall the sin-vexed peoples Redeem and sanctify. The Church of God endureth, Though vexed with inward strife; To God’s sure end she moveth For Christ is her true life. The power of Christ’s strong spirit The Church shall unify, When, all names lost in One Name, The kingdom draweth nigh.

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• [1Kor 3:11] Church’s One Foundation, The

  The Church’s one foundation Is Jesus Christ her Lord, She is His new creation By water and the Word. From heaven He came and sought her To be His holy bride; With His own blood He bought her And for her life He died. She is from every nation, Yet one o’er all the earth; Her charter of salvation, One Lord, one faith, one birth; One holy Name she blesses, Partakes one holy food, And to one hope she presses, With every grace endued. The Church shall never perish! Her dear Lord to defend, To guide, sustain, and cherish, Is with her to the end: Though there be those who hate her, And false sons in her pale, Against both foe or traitor She ever shall prevail. Though with a scornful wonder Men see her sore oppressed, By schisms rent asunder, By heresies distressed: Yet saints their watch are keeping, Their cry goes up, “How long?” And soon the night of weeping Shall be the morn of song! ’Mid toil and tribulation, And tumult of her war, She waits the consummation Of peace forevermore; Till, with the vision glorious, Her longing eyes are blest, And the great Church victorious Shall be the Church at rest. Yet she on earth hath union With God the Three in One, And mystic sweet communion With those whose rest is won, With all her sons and daughters Who, by the Master’s hand Led through the deathly waters, Repose in Eden land. O happy ones and holy! Lord, give us grace that we Like them, the meek and lowly, On high may dwell with Thee: There, past the border mountains, Where in sweet vales the Bride With Thee by living fountains Forever shall abide!

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• [1Kor 3:11] Founded On Thee

  Founded on Thee, our only Lord, On Thee, the everlasting Rock, Thy Church shall stand, as stands Thy Word, Nor fear the storm, nor dread the shock. For Thee our waiting spirits yearn, For Thee this house of praise we rear; To Thee with longing hearts we turn: Come, fix Thy glorious presence here. Come, with Thy Spirit and Thy power, The Conqueror, once the Crucified; Our God, our Strength, our King, our Tower, Here plant Thy throne, and here abide. Accept the work our hands have wrought; Accept, O God, this earthly shrine; Be Thou our Rock, our life, our thought, And we, as living temples, Thine.

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• [1Kor 3:11] We Build Our School On Thee

  We build our school on Thee, O Lord, To Thee we bring our common need; The loving heart, the helpful word, The tender thought, the kindly deed. We work together in Thy sight, We live together in Thy love; Guide Thou our faltering steps aright, And lift our thought to Heaven above. Hold Thou each hand to keep it just, Touch Thou our lips and make them pure, If Thou art with us, Lord, we must Be faithful friends and comrades sure. We change, but Thou art still the same, The same good Master, Teacher, Friend; We change; but Lord, we bear Thy Name, To journey with it to the end.

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1 Korintus 12:8

• [1Kor 12:8] Behold The Messengers Of Christ

  Behold the messengers of Christ, Who bear to every place, The unveiled mysteries of God, The Gospel of His grace. The things through mists and shadows dim By holy prophets seen, In the full light of day they saw With not a cloud between. What Christ, true Man, divinely wrought, What God in manhood bore, They wrote, as God inspired, in words That live forevermore. Although in space and time apart, One Spirit ruled them all; And in their sacred pages still We hear that Spirit’s call. To God, the blessèd Three in One, Be glory, praise, and might, Who called us from the shades of death To His own glorious light.

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• [1Kor 12:8] From Thee All Skill And Science Flow

  From Thee all skill and science flow, All pity, care and love, All calm and courage, faith and hope; O pour them from above. And part them, Lord, to each and all, As each and all shall need, To rise, like incense, each to Thee, In noble thought and deed. And hasten, Lord, that perfect day When pain and death shall cease; And Thy just rule shall fill the earth With health, and light, and peace. When ever blue the sky shall gleam, And ever green the sod; And man’s rude work deface no more The paradise of God. Accept this building, gracious Lord, No temple though it be; We raised it for our suffering kin, And so, good Lord, for Thee. Accept our little gift, and give, To all who may here dwell, The will and power to do their work, Or bear their sorrows well.

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