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Matius 6:5-6

• [Mat 6:6] Alone With God

  When storms of life are round me beating, When rough the path that I have trod, Within my closet door retreating, I love to be alone with God. Refrain Alone with God, the world forbidden, Alone with God, O blest retreat! Alone with God, and in Him hidden, To hold with Him communion sweet. What tho’ the clouds have gathered o’er me? What tho’ I’ve passed beneath the rod? God’s perfect will there lies before me, When I am thus alone with God. Refrain ’Tis there I find new strength for duty, As o’er the sands of time I plod; I see the King in all His beauty, While resting there alone with God. Refrain And when I see the moment nearing When I shall sleep beneath the sod, When time with me is disappearing, I want to be alone with God. Refrain

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• [Mat 6:6] He Will Meet You There

  Would you gain the victory over every sin? Would you in each battle for your Captain win? Hide away with Jesus, yield not to despair; Find your secret closet—He will meet you there. Refrain He will meet you there, He will meet you there; Find your secret closet—He will meet you there; If your heart is burdened, if His grace you’d share, Find your secret closet—He will meet you there. Would you spend your lifetime in the Lord’s employ? And the richest blessings from His hand enjoy? Hide away with Jesus from the world of care; Find your secret closet—He will meet you there. Refrain Would you walk with Jesus in the narrow way? Hear His faintest whisper when your feet would stray? Hide away with Jesus from the tempter’s snare; Find your secret closet—He will meet you there. Refrain Would you be His jewel when He claims His own? Would you share His glory shining round the throne? Hide away with Jesus, keep in constant prayer; Find your secret closet—He will meet you there. Refrain

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• [Mat 6:6] ’mid All The Traffic Of The Ways

  ’Mid all the traffic of the ways, Turmoils without, within, Make in my heart a quiet place, And come and dwell therein. A little shrine of quietness, All sacred to Thyself, Where Thou shalt all my soul possess, And I may find myself. A little shelter from life’s stress, Where I may lay me prone, And bare my soul in loneliness, And know as I am known. A little place of mystic grace, Of self and sin swept bare, Where I may look upon Thy face, And talk with Thee in prayer.

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• [Mat 6:6] Pray, Pray

  Pray, pray, when things go wrong, And gloomy fears around you throng; The loving God your voice will hear, Look up to Him, He’s always near. Refrain Pray, pray though your eyes grow dim, Go with your troubles straight to Him; Pray, pray, for God understands; Have faith, leaving all in His dear hands. Pray, pray, be calm and still, Whatever comes must be His will; His promises like buds unfold, Naught that is good will He withhold. Refrain Pray, pray till faith grows strong, And in your heart rings Heaven’s song; Till self shall die in pure desire, And every thought to Him aspire. Refrain

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• [Mat 6:6] Pray When The Morn Is Breaking

  Pray when the morn is breaking, Pray when the noon is bright, Pray with the eve’s declining, Pray in the hush of night: With mind made pure of passion, All meaner thoughts away, Low in thy chamber kneeling, Do thou in secret pray. Remember all who love thee, All who are loved by thee, And next for those that hate thee Pray thou, if such there be; Last for thyself in meekness A blessing humbly claim, And link with each petition Thy great Redeemer’s Name. But if ’tis e’er denied thee In solitude to pray, Should holy thoughts come o’er thee Upon life’s crowded way, E’en then the silent breathing That lifts thy soul above Shall reach the thronèd presence Of Mercy, Truth, and Love.

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• [Mat 6:6] Secret Prayer

  Sweet secret prayer, comfort divine, There, O my Lord, I know Thou art mine; Great Master, there in secret with Thee, Heaven comes nearer and nearer to me. Refrain Blessings attend and follow us there; Heaven comes nearer and nearer in prayer. Sweet secret prayer, comfort divine, There do Thine arms, Lord, round me entwine; Rivers of love and mercy there flow, Balm for all sorrow that mortal can know. Refrain Sweet secret prayer, comfort divine, There do I feel I truly am Thine; Heav’n’s windows open, Jesus is near, Near to my soul, and the Father will hear. Refrain

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• [Mat 6:6] Simple, Earnest Prayer, The

  In the twilight of the morning, When the shadows steal away, And we wake from balmy slumber To behold another day, Let us go alone in secret, And unburden all our care At the feet of our Redeemer, In the simple, earnest prayer. Refrain Let Thy presence, blessèd Savior, Our protection ever be; Give us strength for every trial, Keep, oh, keep us close to Thee. In the noontide, calm and peaceful, When we pause awhile to rest, Ere the sun in all its glory Is declining towards the west; In the midst of our temptation, When the cross is hard to bear, If we cannot go in secret, God will hear the silent prayer. Refrain When the toils of day are over, And we seek the hallowed place Where by faith we meet our Savior, And adore Him for His grace; How we feel our burden lighter, Till we loose our weight of care, While we lift our hearts together In the simple, earnest prayer. Refrain

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Matius 21:41

• [Mat 21:41] In The Vineyard Of Our Father

  In the vineyard of our Father Daily work we find to do; Scattered fruit our hands may gather, Though we are but weak and few; Little clusters Help to fill the basket, too. Toiling early in the morning, Catching moments through the day, Nothing small or lowly scorning, So we work, and watch, and pray; Gathering gladly Free will offerings by the way. Not for selfish praise or glory, Not for objects nothing worth, But to send the blessèd story Of the Gospel o’er the earth, Telling mortals Of our Lord and Savior’s birth. Up and ever at our calling, Till in death our lips are dumb, Or till, sin’s dominion falling, Christ shall in His kingdom come, And His children Reach their everlasting home. Steadfast, then, in our endeavor, Heavenly Father, may we be; And forever, and forever, We will give the praise to Thee; Alleluia! Singing, all eternity.

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Matius 24:3

• [Mat 24:3] Jesus, Thy Church With Longing Eyes

  Jesus, Thy church with longing eyes For Thine expected coming waits: When will the promised Light arise, And glory beam from Zion’s gates? E’en now, when tempests round us fall, And wintry clouds o’ercast the sky, Thy words with pleasure we recall, And deem that our redemption’s nigh. Come, gracious Lord, our hearts renew, Our foes repel, our wrongs redress, Man’s rooted enmity subdue, And crown Thy Gospel with success. O come, and reign o’er every land; Let Satan from his throne be hurled; Let nations bow to Thy command, And grace revive a dying world. Teach us in watchfulness and prayer To wait for the appointed hour; And fit us for Thy grace to share The triumph of Thy conquering power.

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• [Mat 24:3] There Is A Mighty Question

  There is a mighty question we ask when nations rage: Just when will be Christ’s coming, the ending of the age? Take care, said Jesus clearly, for many will appear; They’ll claim to be Messiah, yet people should not fear. For in the days of Noah, the people went along In eating and in drinking, in merriment and song— Then suddenly the world changed with great, surprising power; So too will be Christ’s coming, and no one knows the hour. So keep awake and watchful; salvation is at hand! Our hope is in Christ Jesus, and by God’s grace we stand. The night is almost over, we wait for God’s new day, And through the Holy Spirit, we follow Jesus’ way. Be ready in your living, for when you feed the poor, Or give to thirsty children the water they long for, And when you welcome strangers and help the ones in need, Christ says: “Receive my kingdom, for you are serving me.”

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• [Mat 24:3] ’tis Almost Time For The Lord To Come

  ’Tis almost time for the Lord to come, I hear the people say; The stars of heaven are growing dim, It must be the breaking of the day. Refrain O it must be the breaking of the day! O it must be the breaking of the day! The night is almost gone, The day is coming on; O it must be the breaking of the day! The signs foretold in the sun and moon, In earth and sea and sky, Aloud proclaim to all mankind, The coming of the Master draweth nigh. Refrain It must be time for the waiting church To cast her pride away, With girded loins and burning lamps, To look for the breaking of the day. Refrain Go quickly out in the streets and lanes And in the broad highway, And call the maimed, the halt, and blind, To be ready for the breaking of the day. Refrain

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Matius 25:41

• [Mat 25:41] And Will The Judge Descend?

  And will the Judge descend, And must the dead arise And not a single soul escape His all discerning eyes? And from His righteous lips Shall this dread sentence sound And through the numerous guilty throng Spread black despair around: “Depart from Me, accursed, To everlasting flame, For rebel angels first prepared, Where mercy never came”? How will my heart endure The terrors of that day When earth and Heav’n before His face Astonished shrink away? But ere that trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead, Hark from the Gospel’s cheering sound What joyful tidings spread: Ye sinners, seek His grace Whose wrath ye cannot bear; Fly to the shelter of His cross And find salvation there. So shall that curse remove, By which the Savior bled; And the last awful day shall pour His blessings on your head.

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• [Mat 25:41] That Awful Day Will Surely Come

  That awful day will surely come, Th’appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test. Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, Thou Sovereign of my heart! How could I bear to hear Thy voice Pronounce the sound, “Depart!” The thunder of that dismal word Would so torment my ear, ’Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, With most tormenting fear. What! to be banished from my Life, And yet forbid to die! To linger in eternal pain, Yet death forever fly! O, wretched state of deep despair! To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station where I must not taste His love. Jesus, I throw my arms around, And hang upon Thy breast; Without a gracious smile from Thee My spirit cannot rest. O, tell me that my worthless name Is graven on Thy hands; Show me some promise in Thy book Where my salvation stands! Give me one kind assuring word To sink my fears again, And cheerfully my soul shall wait Her threescore years and ten.

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• [Mat 25:41] Woe To The Men On Earth Who Dwell

  Woe to the men on earth who dwell, Nor dread the Almighty’s frown, When God doth all His wrath reveal, And shower His judgments down! Sinners, expect those heaviest showers, To meet your God prepare; For, lo! the seventh angel pours His phial in the air. Lo! from their seats the mountains leap, The mountains are not found; Transported far into the deep, And in the ocean drowned. Who then shall live, and face the throne, And face the Judge severe? When heaven and earth are fled and gone, O where shall I appear? Now, only now, against that hour We may a place provide; Beyond the grave, beyond the power Of hell, our spirits hide: Firm in the all destroying shock, May view the final scene; For, lo! the everlasting Rock Is cleft to take us in.

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Matius 27:29

• [Mat 27:29] O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

  O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown; O sacred Head, what glory, what bliss till now was Thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, was all for sinners’ gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, but Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! ’Tis I deserve Thy place; Look on me with Thy favor, vouchsafe to me Thy grace. Men mock and taunt and jeer Thee, Thou noble countenance, Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee and flee before Thy glance. How art thou pale with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn! How doth Thy visage languish that once was bright as morn! Now from Thy cheeks has vanished their color once so fair; From Thy red lips is banished the splendor that was there. Grim death, with cruel rigor, hath robbed Thee of Thy life; Thus Thou hast lost Thy vigor, Thy strength in this sad strife. My burden in Thy Passion, Lord, Thou hast borne for me, For it was my transgression which brought this woe on Thee. I cast me down before Thee, wrath were my rightful lot; Have mercy, I implore Thee; Redeemer, spurn me not! What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, dearest friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine forever, and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to Thee. My Shepherd, now receive me; my Guardian, own me Thine. Great blessings Thou didst give me, O source of gifts divine. Thy lips have often fed me with words of truth and love; Thy Spirit oft hath led me to heavenly joys above. Here I will stand beside Thee, from Thee I will not part; O Savior, do not chide me! When breaks Thy loving heart, When soul and body languish in death’s cold, cruel grasp, Then, in Thy deepest anguish, Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp. The joy can never be spoken, above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide. O Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside Thy cross expiring, I’d breathe my soul to Thee. My Savior, be Thou near me when death is at my door; Then let Thy presence cheer me, forsake me nevermore! When soul and body languish, oh, leave me not alone, But take away mine anguish by virtue of Thine own! Be Thou my consolation, my shield when I must die; Remind me of Thy passion when my last hour draws nigh. Mine eyes shall then behold Thee, upon Thy cross shall dwell, My heart by faith enfolds Thee. Who dieth thus dies well.

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Matius 27:63

• [Mat 27:63] Now The Green Blade Rises

  Now the green blade rises from the buried grain, Wheat that in the dark earth many years has lain; Love lives again, that with the dead has been: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green. In the grave they laid Him, Love Whom we had slain, Thinking that He’d never wake to life again, Laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green. Up He sprang at Easter, like the risen grain, He that for three days in the grave had lain; Up from the dead my risen Lord is seen: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green. When our hearts are saddened, grieving or in pain, By Your touch You call us back to life again; Fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green.

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