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Yesaya 8:22

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Yesaya 60:2

• [Yes 60:2] Arise, O God, And Shine

  Arise, O God, and shine In all Thy saving might, And prosper each design To spread Thy glorious light; Let healing streams of mercy flow That all the earth Thy truth may know. Bring distant nations near To sing Thy glorious praise; Let every people hear And learn Thy holy ways. Reign, mighty God, assert Thy cause And govern by Thy righteous laws. Put forth Thy glorious power That Gentiles all may see And earth present her store In converts born to Thee. God, our own God, His Church will bless And fill the world with righteousness. To God, the only Wise, The one immortal King, Let hallelujahs rise From every living thing; Let all that breathe, on every coast Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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Yeremia 13:16

• [Yer 13:16] All Glory Be To God On High

  All glory be to God on high, Who hath our race befriended! To us no harm shall now come nigh, The strife at last is ended; God showeth His goodwill to men, And peace shall reign on earth again; O thank Him for His goodness! We praise, we worship Thee, we trust And give Thee thanks forever, O father, that Thy rule is just And wise, and changes never; Thy boundless grace o’er all things reigns, Thou dost whate’er Thy will ordains; ’Tis well Thou art our Ruler! O Jesus Christ, our God and Lord, Begotten of the Father, O Thou Who hast our peace restored, And the lost sheep dost gather, Thou Lamb of God, enthroned on high Behold our need and hear our cry; Have mercy on us, Jesus! O Holy Spirit, precious Gift, Thou Comforter unfailing, Do Thou our troubled souls uplift, Against the foe prevailing; Avert our woes and calm our dread: For us the Savior’s blood was shed; Do Thou in faith sustain us!

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• [Yer 13:16] All Glory Be To Thee, Most High

  All glory be to Thee, Most High, To Thee all adoration; In grace and truth Thou drawest nigh To offer us salvation; Thou showest Thy good will to men, And peace shall reign on earth again; We praise Thy Name forever. We praise, we worship Thee, we trust And give Thee thanks forever, O Father, for Thy rule is just And wise, and changes never; Thy hand almighty o’er us reigns, Thou doest what Thy will ordains; ’Tis well for us Thou rulest. O Jesus Christ, our God and Lord, Son of the Heavn’ly Father, O Thou Who hast our peace restored, The straying sheep dost gather, Thou Lamb of God, to Thee on high Out of depths we sinners cry: Have mercy on us, Jesus! O Holy Spirit, precious gift, Thou Comforter unfailing, From Satan’s snares our souls uplift, And let Thy power, availing, Avert our woes and calm our dread. For us the Savior’s blood was shed; We trust in Thee to save us.

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• [Yer 13:16] Glory Be To God On High (wesley)

  Glory be to God on high, God Whose glory fills the skies; Peace on earth to man forgiv’n, Man, the well beloved of Heav’n. Sovereign Father, heavenly King, Thee we now presume to sing; Glad, Thine attributes confess, Glorious all, and numberless. Hail, by all Thy works adored! Hail, the everlasting Lord! Thee with thankful hearts we prove God of power, and God of love. Christ our Lord and God we own, Christ, the Father’s only Son, Lamb of God for sinners slain, Savior of offending man. Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Hear, the world’s atonement, Thou! Jesus, in Thy Name we pray, Take, O take our sins away! Powerful Advocate with God, Justify us by Thy blood; Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Hear, the world’s atonement, Thou! Hear, for Thou, O Christ, alone Art with God the Father One, One the Holy Ghost with Thee, One supreme, eternal Three.

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Matius 27:45

• [Mat 27:45] O Darkest Woe

  O darkest woe! Ye tears, forth flow! Has earth so sad a wonder? God the Father’s only Son Now lies buried yonder. O sorrow dread! God’s Son is dead! But by His expiation Of our guilt upon the cross Gained for us salvation. O sinful man, it was the ban Of death on thee that brought Him Down to suffer for thy sins, And such woe hath wrought Him. Behold thy Lord, the Lamb of God Blood sprinkled lies before thee, Pouring out His life that He May to life restore thee. O Ground of faith, Laid low in death, Sweet lips, now silent sleeping! Surely all that live must mourn Here with bitter weeping. O blest shall be Eternally Who oft in faith will ponder Why the glorious Prince of Life Should be buried yonder. O Jesus blest, my Help and Rest! With tears I pray, Lord hear me, Make me love Thee to the last, And in death be near me.

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• [Mat 27:45] Throned Upon The Awful Tree

  Throned upon the awful tree, Lamb of God, Your grief I see. Darkness veils Your anguished face; None its lines of woe can trace. None can tell what pangs unknown Hold You silent and alone. Silent through those three dread hours, Wrestling with the evil powers, Left alone with human sin, Gloom around You and within, Till the appointed time is nigh, Til the Lamb of God may die. Hark, that cry that peals aloud Upward through the whelming cloud! You, the Father’s only Son, You, His own anointed One, You are asking “can it be” “Why have You forsaken Me?” Lord, should fear and anguish roll, Darkly o’er my sinful soul, You, who once were thus bereft That Your own might ne’er be left, Teach me by that bitter cry In the gloom to know You nigh.

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Kisah Para Rasul 2:20

• [Kis 2:20] We Wait For A Great And Glorious Day

  We wait for a great and glorious day, As many as love the Lord, When shadows shall flee, and clouds pass away, And weeping no more be heard. Refrain O wonderful day, that soon may be here! O beautiful hope, the pilgrim to cheer! Thy coming we hail in tuneful accord, Thou glorious day of Christ, our Lord. In glory and pow’r our King shall appear, And call to Himself His own; No distance, nor death shall part them as here, Nor sin, with its pains, be known. Refrain For crosses we’ve born then crowns will be giv’n, For tempests, eternal calm; For pathway of thorns, rich mansions in Heav’n, For warfare, the victor’s palm. Refrain We know not the day, we know not the hour, When sounds the last trump so clear; But loud rings a cry from truth’s lofty tower, “The day of the Lord is near.” Refrain

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