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2 Petrus 3:3-9

• [2Ptr 3:3] Help, Lord, For Men Of Virtue Fail

  Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion loses ground, The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound. Their oaths and promises they break, Yet act the flatterer’s part; With fair, deceitful lips they speak, And with a double heart. If we reprove some hateful lie, How is their fury stirred! “Are not our lips our own?” they cry; “And who shall be our Lord?” Scoffers appear on every side, Where a vile race of men Is raised to seats of power and pride, And bears the sword in vain. Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold,; When faith is hardly to be found, And love is waxing cold; Is not Thy chariot hastening on? Hast Thou not giv’n this sign? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine? “Yes,” saith the Lord, “now will I rise, And make oppressors flee; I shall appear to their surprise, And set My servants free.” Thy Word, like silver sev’n times tried, Through ages shall endure; The men that in Thy truth confide Shall find the promise sure.

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• [2Ptr 3:8] Not So In Haste, My Heart

  Not so in haste my heart! Have faith in God, and wait; Although He linger long, He never comes too late. He never cometh late; He knoweth what is best; Vex not thyself in vain; Until He cometh, rest. Until He cometh, rest, Nor grudge the hours that roll; The feet that wait for God Are soonest at the goal. Are soonest at the goal That is not gained with speed; Then hold thee still, my heart, For I shall wait His lead.

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• [2Ptr 3:9] He Was Not Willing

  “He was not willing that any should perish”; Jesus enthroned in the glory above, Saw our poor fallen world, pitied our sorrows, Poured out His life for us, wonderful love! Perishing, perishing! Thronging our pathway, Hearts break with burdens too heavy to bear: Jesus would save, but there’s no one to tell them, No one to lift them from sin and despair. “He was not willing that any should perish”; Clothed in our flesh with its sorrow and pain, Came He to seek the lost, comfort the mourner, Heal the heart broken by sorrow and shame. Perishing, perishing! Harvest is passing, Reapers are few and the night draweth near: Jesus is calling thee, haste to the reaping, Thou shalt have souls, precious souls for thy hire. Plenty for pleasure, but little for Jesus; Time for the world with its troubles and toys, No time for Jesus’ work, feeding the hungry, Lifting lost souls to eternity’s joys. Perishing, perishing! Hark, how they call us; Bring us your Savior, oh, tell us of Him! We are so weary, so heavily laden, And with long weeping our eyes have grown dim. “He was not willing that any should perish”; Am I His follower, and can I live Longer at ease with a soul going downward, Lost for the lack of the help I might give! Perishing, perishing! Thou wast not willing; Master, forgive, and inspire us anew; Banish our worldliness, help us to ever Live with eternity’s values in view.

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• [2Ptr 3:9] Impatient Heart, Be Still

  Impatient heart, be still! What though He tarries long? What though the triumph song Is still (is still) delayed? Thou hast His promise sure, And that is all secure; Be not afraid! Be not afraid! Refrain Be still! Be still! Impatient heart be still! My eager heart, be still! Thy Lord will surely come, And take thee to His home, With Him (with Him) to dwell; It may not be today; And yet, my soul, it may; I cannot tell, I cannot tell. Refrain My anxious heart, be still! Watch, work, and pray, and then It will not matter when Thy Lord (Thy Lord) shall come; At midnight, or at noon; He cannot come too soon To take thee home, to take thee home. Refrain

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