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Yesaya 32:1

• [Yes 32:1] Eternal Father, Thou Hast Said

  Eternal Father, Thou hast said That Christ all glory shall obtain; That He Who once a suff’rer bled Shall o’er the world a conqu’ror reign. We wait Thy triumph, Savior King, Long ages have prepared Thy way; Now all abroad Thy banner fling, Set time’s great battle in array. Thy hosts are mustered to the field; “The Cross! the Cross!” the battle call; The old grim towers of darkness yield, And soon shall totter to their fall. On mountain tops the watch fires glow, Where scattered wide the watchmen stand; Voice echoes voice, and onward flow The joyous shouts from land to land. Oh, fill the Church with faith and power! Bid her long nights of weeping cease; To groaning nations haste the hour Of life and freedom, light and peace. Come, Spirit, make Thy wonders known, Fulfill the Father’s high decree; Then earth, the might of hell o’er thrown, Shall keep her last great jubilee.

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• [Yes 32:1] Holy Spirit, From On High

  Holy Spirit, from on high, Bend o’er us with pitying eye; Now refresh the drooping heart; Bid the power of sin depart. Light up every dark recess Of our heart’s ungodliness; Show us every devious way Where our steps have gone astray. Teach us, with repentant grief, Humbly to implore relief; Then the Savior’s blood reveal, And our broken spirits heal. May we daily grow in grace, And with patience run the race, Trained in wisdom, led by love, Till we reach our home above.

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Yesaya 33:17

• [Yes 33:17] Every Morning The Red Sun

  Every morning the red sun Rises warm and bright; But the evening cometh on, And the dark, cold night. There’s a bright land far away, Where ’tis never-ending day. Every spring the sweet young flowers Open bright and gay, Till the chilly autumn hours Wither them away. There’s a land we have not seen, Where the trees are always green. Little birds sing songs of praise All the summer long, But in colder, shorter days They forget their song. There’s a place where angels sing Ceaseless praises to their King. Christ our Lord is ever near Those who follow Him; But we cannot see Him here, For our eyes are dim; There is a most happy place, Where men always see His face. Who shall go to that bright land? All who do the right: Holy children there shall stand In their robes of white; For that Heav’n, so bright and blest, Is our everlasting rest.

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• [Yes 33:17] I Shall See The King

  I shall see the King Where the angels sing; I shall see the King some day, In the better land, On the golden strand, And with Him shall ever stay. Refrain In His glory, I shall see the King, And forever endless praises sing; ’Twas on Calvary Jesus died for me; I shall see the King some day. In the land of song, In the glory-throng, Where there never comes a night, With my Lord once slain I shall ever reign In the glory-land of light. Refrain I shall see the King, All my tributes bring, And shall look upon His face; Then my song shall be How He ransomed me And has kept me by His grace. Refrain

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