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Yesaya 25:8

Yohanes 11:25-26

Ibrani 2:14-15

Wahyu 20:14

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Yesaya 25:8

• [Yes 25:8] Beyond This Land Of Parting

  Beyond this land of parting, losing and leaving, Far beyond the losses, darkening this, And far beyond the taking and the bereaving Lies the summer land of bliss. Refrain Land beyond, so fair and bright! Land beyond, where is no night! Summer land, God is its Light. O happy summer land of bliss. Beyond this land of toiling, sowing and reaping, Far beyond the shadows, darkening this, And far beyond the sighing, moaning and weeping, Lies the summer land of bliss. Refrain Beyond this land of sinning, fainting and failing, Far beyond the doubtings, darkening this, And far beyond the griefs and dangers befalling, Lies the summer land of bliss. Refrain Beyond this land of waiting, seeking and sighing, Far beyond the sorrows, darkening this, And far beyond the pain and sickness and dying Lies the summer land of bliss. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] Gentle Shepherd, Thou Hast Stilled

  Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled Now Thy little lamb’s brief weeping; Ah, how peaceful, pale and mild, In its narrow bed ’tis sleeping, And no sigh of anguish sore Heaves that little bosom more. In this world of care and pain, Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it; To the sunny, heavenly plain Thou dost now with joy receive it; Clothed in robes of spotless white, Now it dwells with Thee in light. Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we Where it lives may soon be living, And the lovely pastures see That its heavenly food are giving; Then the gain of death we prove, Though Thou take what most we love. God, we thank Thee; not in vain Lived our friend in Thee believing; Not for him can we be grieving: Ours the loss, but his the gain. Ours the vanity of sorrow, His the vision from the height; His today, and ours tomorrow, Change and awe and love and light. What Thou doest, Lord, is good: Though his body now is sleeping, Lives his spirit in Thy keeping, Pain and sorrow understood. Grant him rest among the living, Bring him to Thy vision clear, All his sin in love forgiving When as Judge Thou dost appear.

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• [Yes 25:8] Hail, Mighty Victor

  Hail, mighty Victor! Behold He comes from out the grave. Shout, shout His triumph! Oh, tell abroad His power to save. Sing, sing with gladness, proclaim the news o’er land and sea: He reigns forever, great Ruler over all is He. Shout His praise, for us He came to die. But lo, He lives! He reigns upon His Father’s throne on high. Glory, laud, and honor unto Christ the Lord be given. Praise Him! all ye people, mighty Ruler of earth and Heav’n. Praise Him! all ye stars of night. Praise Him! all ye shining hosts of light. Oh! that men would bless and praise His holy Name, Would praise His holy Name. [Repeat last stanza]

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• [Yes 25:8] Long Hast Thou Wept And Sorrowed

  Long hast thou wept and sorrowed, Poor mourner, dry thy tears; Behold, with light and comfort, The Lord Himself appears. “Trust in My mercy ever, My people!” saith the Lord. Hold fast, in deepest sorrow, That soul sustaining Word. Then rest, sad heart, in patience, With this petition still, “Lord, all these vacant places With Thine own fullness fill!”
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• [Yes 25:8] No Tears In Heaven

  Our youth is transient like a flower, That blooms, and fades, and dies; Our life is but a summer cloud, And like a shadow flies; Then let us heed the warning voice— Today its call we hear, It speaks in deep and solemn tones, That come from yonder bier. The angel messenger of death, Has gently borne away, A dear companion from our side, To realms of endless day; Her voice no more will join with ours The song of praise below, It wakes a purer, sweeter strain, Where only pleasures flow. When gathered on the Sabbath morn, Her vacant place we view, We’ll think how bright the world she treads, And in her steps pursue; Be still, let every heart be still, And all our sorrow quell, We’ll bow submissive to His will, Who doeth all things well.

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• [Yes 25:8] O Thou Who Driest The Mourner’s Tear

  O Thou who driest the mourner’s tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee! The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes are flown; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. But Thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e’en the hope that threw A moment’s sparkle o’er our tears Is dimmed and vanished too— O who could bear life’s stormy doom, Did not Thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above? Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright, With more than rapture’s ray; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day.

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• [Yes 25:8] Sometime We’ll Understand

  Not now, but in the coming years, It may be in the better land, We’ll read the meaning of our tears, And there, some time, we’ll understand. Then trust in God through all the days; Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand; Though dark thy way, still sing and praise, Some time, some time we’ll understand. We’ll catch the broken thread again, And finish what we here began; Heav’n will the mysteries explain, And then, ah then, we’ll understand. Refrain We’ll know why clouds instead of sun Were over many a cherished plan; Why song has ceased when scarce begun; ’Tis there, some time, we’ll understand. Refrain God knows the way, He holds the key, He guides us with unerring hand; Some time with tearless eyes we’ll see; Yes, there, up there, we’ll understand. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] Sweet Voices

  Hear sweet voices from above, Fill thy hands and go with love, To the weary as they wait, so late; In the name of Christ your King, Go and sweetly, sweetly sing, Go and wipe their tears away, and pray. Refrain Happy voices ev’rywhere Are like angels in the air. ’Twas for this that Jesus came, There is music in His Name, In the work He calleth you, be true. Cups of water ye may bear, And bring answer to your prayer; Jesus led the multitude with good. How the blind with opened eyes Looked on Him with glad surprise! Love may fix the eyes long dim on Him. Refrain Only tell the story how Jesus comes to bless you now; What you do for love is best confessed. Go as Jesus went to them; You may find perchance a gem, Long to sparkle in His sight in light. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] There’s No Disappointment In Heaven

  There’s no disappointment in Heaven, No weariness, sorrow or pain; No hearts that are bleeding and broken, No song with a minor refrain. The clouds of our earthly horizon Will never appear in the sky, For all will be sunshine and gladness, With never a sob or a sigh. Refrain I’m bound for that beautiful city, My Lord has prepared for His own; Where all the redeemed of all ages Sing “Glory!” around the white throne; Sometimes I grow homesick for Heaven, And the glories I there shall behold; What a joy that will be when my Savior I see, In that beautiful city of gold. We’ll never pay rent for our mansion, The taxes will never come due, Our garments will never grow threadbare, But always be fadeless and new, We’ll never be hungry or thirsty, Nor languish in poverty there, For all the rich bounties of Heaven His sanctified children will share. Refrain There’ll never be crepe on the doorknob, No funeral train in the sky; No graves on the hillsides of glory, For there we shall nevermore die. The old will be young there forever, Transformed in a moment of time; Immortal we’ll stand in His likeness, The stars and the sun to outshine. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] Thine Is The Glory

  Thine is the glory, risen, conqu’ring Son; Endless is the victory, Thou o’er death hast won; Angels in bright raiment rolled the stone away, Kept the folded grave clothes where Thy body lay. Refrain Thine is the glory, risen conqu’ring Son, Endless is the vict’ry, Thou o’er death hast won. Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb; Lovingly He greets us, scatters fear and gloom; Let the church with gladness, hymns of triumph sing; For her Lord now liveth, death hath lost its sting. Refrain No more we doubt Thee, glorious Prince of life; Life is naught without Thee; aid us in our strife; Make us more than conqu’rors, through Thy deathless love: Bring us safe through Jordan to Thy home above. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] We Praise Thee, Lord, For Hours Of Bliss

  We praise Thee, Lord for hours of bliss, For days of quiet rest; But O how seldom do we feel That pain and tears are best! We praise Thee for the shining sun, For kind and gladsome ways: When shall we learn, O Lord, to sing Through weary nights and days! Teach Thou our weak and wandering hearts Aright to read Thy way; That Thou with loving hand dost trace Our path from day to day. Then sorrow’s face shall be unveiled, And we at last shall see Her eyes are eyes of tenderness; Her speech but echoes Thee! Then every thorny crown of care Worn well in patience now, Shall prove a glorious diadem Upon the faithful brow.

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• [Yes 25:8] We’ll Never Say Goodbye

  With friends on earth we meet in gladness, While swift the moments fly, Yet ever comes the tho’t of sadness, That we must say, “Goodbye.” Refrain We’ll never say goodbye in Heav’n, We’ll never say goodbye, For in that land of joy and song, We’ll never say goodbye. How joyful is the hope that lingers, When loved ones cross death’s sea, That we, when all earth’s toils are ended, With Thee shall ever be. Refrain No parting words shall e’er be spoken, In yonder home so fair, But songs of joy, and peace, and gladness, We’ll sing forever there. Refrain

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• [Yes 25:8] When I Can Read My Title Clear

  When I can read my title clear to mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, and wipe my weeping eyes. And wipe my weeping eyes, and wipe my weeping eyes I bid farewell to every fear, and wipe my weeping eyes. Should earth against my soul engage, and hellish darts be hurled, Then I can smile at Satan’s rage, and face a frowning world. And face a frowning world, and face a frowning world, Then I can smile at Satan’s rage, and face a frowning world. Let cares, like a wild deluge come, and storms of sorrow fall! May I but safely reach my home, my God, my heav’n, my All. My God, my heaven, my All, my God, my heave’, my All, May I but safely reach my home, my God, my heaven, my All. There shall I bathe my weary soul in seas of heav’nly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll, across my peaceful breast. Across my peaceful breast, across my peaceful breast, And not a wave of trouble roll, across my peaceful breast.

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• [Yes 25:8] When They Ring The Golden Bells

  There’s a land beyond the river, That we call the sweet forever, And we only reach that shore by faith’s decree; One by one we’ll gain the portals, There to dwell with the immortals, When they ring the golden bells for you and me. Refrain Don’t you hear the bells now ringing? Don’t you hear the angels singing? ’Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee. In that far off sweet forever, Just beyond the shining river, When they ring the golden bells for you and me. We shall know no sin or sorrow, In that haven of tomorrow, When our barque shall sail beyond the silver sea; We shall only know the blessing Of our Father’s sweet caressing, When they ring the golden bells for you and me. Refrain When our days shall know their number, And in death we sweetly slumber, When the King commands the spirit to be free; Nevermore with anguish laden, We shall reach that lovely Eden, When they ring the golden bells for you and me. Refrain

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Hosea 13:14

• [Hos 13:14] Father Of Heaven

  Father of Heaven, whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before Thy throne we sinners bend; To us Thy pardoning love extend. Almighty Son, Incarnate Word, Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, Before Thy throne we sinners bend; To us Thy saving grace extend. Eternal Spirit, by Whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, Before Thy throne we sinners bend; To us Thy quickening power extend. Jehovah—Father, Spirit, Son— Mysterious Godhead, Three in One, Before Thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life to us extend.

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• [Hos 13:14] There’s A Hill Lone And Grey

  There’s a hill lone and grey, in a land far away, In a country beyond the blue sea, Where beneath that fair sky went a Man forth to die For the world and for you and for me. Refrain Oh, it bows down my heart And the teardrops will start, When in mem’ry that grey hill I see. For ’twas there on its side, Jesus suffered and died To redeem a poor sinner like me. Behold! faint on the road, ’neath a world’s heavy load, Comes a thorn crownèd Man on the way, With a cross He is bowed, but still on through the crowd He’s ascending that hill lone and grey. Refrain Hark! I hear the dull blow of the hammer swung low; They are nailing my Lord to the tree, And the cross they upraised while the multitude gaze On the blest Lamb of dark Calvary. Refrain How they mock Him in death, to His last lab’ring breath, While His friends sadly weep o’er the way; But though lonely and faint, still no word of complaint Fell from Him on the hill lone and grey. Refrain Then the darkness came down and the rocks rent around, And a cry pierced the grief laden air; ’Twas the voice of our King Who received death’s dark sting, All to save us from endless despair. Refrain Let the sun hide its face, let the earth reel apace, Over men who their Savior have slain; But behold from the sod, comes the blest Lamb of God, Who was slain and is risen again. Refrain

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Yohanes 11:25-26

• [Yoh 11:25] All Hail, Thou Resurrection!

  All hail, Thou Resurrection! All hail, Thou Life and Light! All hail, Thou Self Perfection, Sole source of grace and might! Thy Church, O Christ, now greets Thee, Uprising from the grave; And every eye that meets Thee Beholds Thee strong to save. All hail, belovèd Jesus! For Thou, indeed, art He Whose death from sin can free us, Whose life brings liberty. Hence, let our faith embrace Thee With warmest hand and eye, And then delight to trace Thee Ascending up on high. O Savior, come in glory, To raise Thy holy dead, And end redemption’s story, With crowns upon Thy head. Then robed in white before Thee, Without one stain or tear, Shall all Thy saints adore Thee, Midst wonder, love and fear!

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Ibrani 2:14-15

• [Ibr 2:14] Christians, Sing The Incarnation

  Christians, sing the incarnation Of th’eternal Son of God, Who, to save us, took our nature, Soul and body, flesh and blood; God, He saw man’s cruel bondage, Who in death’s dark dungeon lay; Man, He came to fight man’s battle, And for man He won the day. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who for man as Man hath conquered In our own true flesh and blood. King of kings and Lord of angels, He put off His glory-crown, Had a stable-cave for palace, And a manger for His throne; Helpless lay, to Whom creation All its life and being owed, And the lowly Hebrew maiden Was the mother of her God. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who concealed His dazzling Godhead ’Neath the veil of flesh and blood. Through a life of lowly labor He on earth was pleased to dwell, All our want and sorrow sharing; God with us, Emmanuel: Yet, a dearer, closer union Jesus in His love would frame; He, the Passover fulfilling, Gave Himself as paschal Lamb. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who the heav’nly gifts bequeathed us Of His own true flesh and blood. Then, by man refused and hated, God for man vouchsafed to die, Love divine its depth revealing On the heights of Calvary; Through His dying the dominion From the tyrant death was torn, When its Victim rose its Victor On the resurrection morn. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who through His eternal Spirit Offers His own flesh and blood. Forty days of mystic converse Lived on earth the Risen One, Speaking of His earthly kingdom, Ere He sought His heav’nly throne: Then, His latest words a blessing, He ascended up on high, And through rank on rank of angels Captive led captivity. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who the holiest place hath entered In our flesh and by His blood. Now upon the golden altar, In the midst before the throne, Incense of His intercession He is offering for His own. And on earth at all His altars His true presence we adore, And His sacrifice is pleaded, Yea, till time shall be no more. Alleluia, Alleluia To th’incarnate Son of God, Who, abiding Priest forever, Still imparts His flesh and blood. Then, adored in highest Heaven, We shall see the virgin’s Son, All creation bowed before Him, Man upon th’eternal throne: Where, like sound of many waters In one ever rising flood, Myriad voices hymn His triumph, Victim, Priest, incarnate God. Worthy He all praise and blessing Who, by dying, death o’ercame; Glory be to God forever! Alleluia to the Lamb!

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• [Ibr 2:14] Praise The Savior, Now And Ever

  Praise the Savior now and ever; Praise Him, all beneath the skies; Prostrate lying, suff’ring, dying On the cross, a sacrifice. Vict’ry gaining, life obtaining, Now in glory He doth rise. Man’s work faileth, Christ’s availeth; He is all our righteousness; He, our Savior, has forever Set us free from dire distress. Through His merit we inherit Light and peace and happiness. Sin’s bonds severed, we’re delivered, Christ has bruised the serpent’s head; Death no longer is the stronger, Hell itself is captive led. Christ has risen from death’s prison, O’er the tomb He light has shed. For His favor, praise forever, Unto God the Father sing; Praise the Savior, praise Him ever, Son of God, our Lord and King. Praise the Spirit, through Christ’s merit, He doth us salvation bring.

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Wahyu 20:14

• [Why 20:14] Sing To The Lord, Ye Heav’nly Hosts

  Sing to the Lord, ye heav’nly hosts, And thou, O earth, adore; Let death and hell through all their coasts Stand trembling at His power. His sounding chariot shakes the sky, He makes the clouds His throne; There all His stores of lightning lie, Till vengeance darts them down. His nostrils breathe out fiery streams And from His awful tongue A sovereign voice divides the flames, And thunder roars along. Think, O my soul! the dreadful day, When this incensèd God Shall rend the sky, and burn the sea, And fling His wrath abroad. What shall the wretch, the sinner do? He once defied the Lord; But he shall dread the Thund’rer now, And sink beneath His Word. Tempests of angry fire shall roll To blast the rebel worm, And beat upon his naked soul In one eternal storm.

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