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2 Tesalonika 3:16

• [2Tes 3:16] Give Peace In These Our Days

  Give peace in these our days, O Lord, Great dangers are now at hand; Thine enemies with one accord Christ’s Name in every land Seek to deface, root out and rase, Thy true right worship indeed. Be Thou the Stay, O Lord, we Thee pray. Thou helpest alone in all need. Give us that peace that we do lack, Through misbelief, and in ill life. Thy Word to offer Thou dost not slack, Which we unkindly gainstrive. With fire and sword, this healthful Word Some persecute and oppress. Some with the mouth confess the truth Without sincere godliness. Give peace and us Thy sprite down send With grief and repentance true; Do piece our hearts our lives to amend, And by faith Christ renew; That fear and dread, war and bloodshed, Through Thy sweet mercy and grace, May from us slide, Thy truth abide, And shine in every place.

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• [2Tes 3:16] God Of The Nations, Near And Far

  God of the nations, near and far, Ruler of all mankind, Bless Thou Thy people as they strive The paths of peace to find. The clash of arms still shakes the sky, King battles still with king— Wild through the frighted air of night The bloody tocsins ring. But clearer far the friendly speech Of scientists and seers, The wise debate of statesmen and The shouts of pioneers. And stronger far the claspèd hands Of labor’s teeming throngs, Who in a hundred tongues repeat Their common creeds and songs. From shore to shore the peoples call In loud and sweet acclaim, The gloom of land and sea is lit With Pentecostal flame. O Father! from the curse of war We pray Thee give release, And speed, O speed the blessèd day Of justice, love and peace!

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• [2Tes 3:16] With The Sweet Word Of Peace

  With the sweet word of peace We bid our brethren go; Peace as a river to increase, And ceaseless flow. With the calm word of prayer We earnestly commend Our brethren to Thy watchful care, Eternal Friend! With the dear word of love We give our brief farewell; Our love below, and Thine above With them shall dwell. With the strong word of faith We stay ourselves on Thee, That Thou, O Lord, in life and death Their help shalt be! Then the bright word of hope Shall on our parting gleam, And tell of joys beyond the scope Of earth-born dream. Farewell! in hope and love, In faith and peace and prayer, Till He Whose home is ours above Unite us there!

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2 Tesalonika 2:1

• [2Tes 2:1] What A Gathering

  On that bright and golden morning, when the Son of Man shall come, And the radiance of His glory we shall see; When from ev’ry clime and nation He shall call His people home, What a gath’ring of the ransomed that will be! Refrain What a gath’ring, what a gath’ring, What a gath’ring of the ransomed in the summer land of love! What a gath’ring, what a gath’ring, Of the ransomed in that happy home above. When the blest, who sleep in Jesus, at His bidding shall arise From the silence of the grave, and from the sea, And with bodies all celestial they shall meet Him in the skies, What a gath’ring and rejoicing there will be! Refrain When our eyes behold the city, with its many mansions bright, And its river, calm and restful, flowing free; When the friends that death hath parted shall in bliss again unite, What a gath’ring and a greeting there will be! Refrain O the King is surely coming, and the time is drawing nigh, When the blessèd day of promise we shall see; Then the changing “in a moment,” “in the twinkling of an eye,” And forever in His presence we shall be. Refrain

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2 Tesalonika 3:1

• [2Tes 3:1] Awake, Thou Spirit, Who Didst Fire

  Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire The watchmen of the Church’s youth, Who faced the foe’s envenomed ire, Who witnessed day and night Thy truth, Whose voices loud are ringing still And bringing hosts to know Thy will. Lord, let our earnest prayers be heard, The prayer Thy Son hath bid us pray; For lo, Thy children’s hearts are stirred In every land in this our day To cry with fervent soul to Thee, Oh, help us, Lord! So let it be! Oh, haste to help ere we are lost! Send preachers forth, in spirit strong, Armed with Thy Word, a dauntless host, Bold to attack the rule of wrong; Let them the earth for Thee reclaim, Thy heritage, to know Thy Name. And let Thy Word have speedy course, Through every land be glorified, Till all the heathen know its force And fill Thy churches far and wide. Oh, spread the conquest of Thy Word And let Thy kingdom come, dear Lord!

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  source: Cyberhymnal