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Mazmur 45:3

Efesus 6:16-18

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Mazmur 149:5-9

• [Mzm 149:5] All Ye That Love The Lord, Rejoice

  All ye that love the Lord, rejoice, And let your songs be new; Amidst the church with cheerful voice His later wonders show. The Jews, the people of His grace, Shall their Redeemer sing; And Gentile nations join the praise, While Sion owns her King. The Lord takes pleasure in the just, Whom sinners treat with scorn; The meek that lie despised in dust Salvation shall adorn. Saints should be joyful in their King, E’en on a dying bed; And like the souls in glory sing; For God shall raise the dead. Then His high praise shall fill their tongues Their hands shall wield the sword; And vengeance shall attend their songs, The vengeance of the Lord. When Christ the judgment-seat ascends, And bids the world appear, Thrones are prepared for all His friends Who humbly loved Him here. Then shall they rule with iron rod Nations that dared rebel; And join the sentence of their God On tyrants doomed to hell. The royal sinners bound in chains New triumphs shall afford: Such honor for the saints remains: Praise ye, and love the Lord!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 149:5] Saints Of God! Lo, Jesu’s People

  Saints of God! Lo, Jesu’s people Age to age your glory tell; In His Name for us ye labored, Now in bless eternal dwell. Twelve poor men, by Christ anointed, Braved the rich, the wise, the great, All the world counts dear rejecting, Rapt in their apostolate. Thus the earth their death-wounds purchased, Hallowed by the blood therefrom, On her bosom bore the nations, Laved, illumined—Christendom. On this feast, almighty Father, May we praise Thee with the Son, Evermore His love confessing, Who from Both with Both is One.

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• [Mzm 149:5] There Is Glory In My Soul

  Since I lost my sins and I found my Savior, There is glory in my soul! Since by faith I sought and obtained God’s favor, There is glory in my soul! Refrain There is glory, glory, there is glory in my soul! Ev’ry day brighter grows, And I conquer all my foes; There is glory, glory, there is glory in my soul! There is glory in my soul! Since He cleansed my heart, gave me sight for blindness, There is glory in my soul! Since He touched and healed me in loving kindness There is glory in my soul! Refrain Since with God I’ve walked, having sweet communion, There is glory in my soul! Brighter grows each day in this heav’nly union, There is glory in my soul! Refrain Since I entered Canaan on my way to Heaven, There is glory in my soul! Since the day my life to the Lord was given, There is glory in my soul! Refrain

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• [Mzm 149:5] There Is A Happy Land

  There is a happy land, far, far away, Where saints in glory stand, bright, bright as day. Oh, how they sweetly sing, worthy is our Savior King, Loud let His praises ring, praise, praise for aye. Come to that happy land, come, come away; Why will ye doubting stand, why still delay? Oh, we shall happy be, when from sin and sorrow free, Lord, we shall live with Thee, blest, blest for aye. Bright, in that happy land, beams every eye; Kept by a Father’s hand, love cannot die. Oh, then to glory run; be a crown and kingdom won; And, bright, above the sun, we reign for aye.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 149:6] O Lord, ’tis Matter Of High Praise

  O Lord, ’tis matter of high praise, Thy Word on us doth shine, But happy they who feel its rays, And glorious power divine. O let poor sinners feel their sin Prick them, as with a sword; And purge out all that filth within; So will we praise Thy Word. Enlightened souls have cause to sing, Who wounded were by Thee; True cause of joy to such doth spring; For they, Lord, healèd be. And now in robes most richly decked, They to the King are brought; Surpassing angels, for have they A robe so richly wrought. We therefore throw our crowns below Thy high and glorious throne; And must all say, both night and day, Thou worthy art alone, All glory, power, and praise to have, By us forevermore; Thus let us sing unto our King, And Him in heart adore.

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Efesus 6:16-18

• [Ef 6:17] Gird On The Royal Armor

  Gird on the royal armor, Go forth in Jesus’ Name; To those who sit in darkness The Light of Life proclaim. Refrain Gird on the royal armor, That we the foe may face; And trusting our Commander, Be victors through His grace. Lift up the royal standard, Go forth our cause to win, With helmet, shield and buckler, Against the hosts of sin. Refrain With righteousness our breastplate, The Spirit’s sword in hand, Still conquering and to conquer, Press on at God’s command. Refrain

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• [Ef 6:17] Hear The Call

  Lo! the day of God is breaking; See the gleaming from afar! Sons of earth from slumber waking, Hail the Bright and Morning Star. Refrain Hear the call! O gird your armor on, Grasp the Spirit’s mighty sword: Take the helmet of salvation, Pressing on to battle for the Lord! Trust in Him Who is your Captain; Let no heart in terror quail; Jesus leads the gath’ring legions, In His Name we shall prevail. Refrain Onward marching, firm and steady, Faint not, fear not Satan’s frown, For the Lord is with you always, Till you wear the victor’s crown. Refrain Conq’ring hosts with banners waving, Sweeping on o’er hill and plain, Ne’er shall halt till swells the anthem, “Christ o’er all the world doth reign!” Refrain

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• [Ef 6:17] Inspirer Of The Ancient Seers

  Inspirer of the ancient seers Who wrote from Thee the sacred page, The same through all succeeding years; To us, in our degenerate age, The spirit of Thy Word impart, And breathe the life into our heart. While now Thine oracles we read With earnest prayer and strong desire, O let Thy Spirit from Thee proceed, Our souls to waken and inspire, Our weakness help, our darkness chase, And guide us by the light of grace. Whene’er in error’s path we rove, The living God through sin forsake, Our conscience by Thy Word reprove, Convince and bring the wanderers back, Deep wounded by Thy Spirit’s sword, And then by Gilead’s balm restored. The sacred lessons of Thy grace, Transmitted through Thy Word, repeat, And train us up in all Thy ways To make us in Thy will complete; Fulfill Thy love’s redeeming plan, And bring us to a perfect man. Thus furnished from Thy treasury, O may we always ready stand To help the souls redeemed by Thee, In what their various states demand To teach, convince, correct, reprove, And build them up in holiest love!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ef 6:17] O Blessed Word

  Eternal life is in God’s Word For dead and dying men; By it alone we know the Lord, Unseen by mortal ken. Refrain O blessèd Word, O gracious Word, We’ll love thee more and more; Be thou our Life, our Strength, our Sword, ’Till earthly strife is o’er. God’s strength is in His holy Word; We need it ev’ry day; In all our conflicts this the sword Our spirit foes to slay. Refrain By this same Word we know our task, And how it should be done; How now to live, and how at last Our crown is to be won. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ef 6:17] Precious Bible! What A Treasure

  Precious Bible! what a treasure Does the Word of God afford? All I want for life or pleasure, Food and med’cine, shield and sword: Let the world account me poor, Having this I need no more. Food to which the world’s a stranger, Here my hungry soul enjoys; Of excess there is no danger, Though it fills, it never cloys: On a dying Christ I feed, He is meat and drink indeed. When my faith is faint and sickly, Or when Satan wounds my mind, Cordials, to revive me quickly, Healing med’cines here I find: To the promises I flee, Each affords a remedy. In the hour of dark temptation Satan cannot make me yield; For the Word of consolation Is to me a mighty shield While the scripture truths are sure, From his malice I’m secure. Vain his threats to overcome me, When I take the Spirits’ sword; Then with ease I drive him from me. Satan trembles at the word: ’Tis a sword for conquest made, Keen the edge, and strong the blade. Shall I envy then the miser Doting on his golden store? Sure I am, or should be, wiser, I am rich, ’tis he is poor: Jesus gives me in his word, Food and med’cine, shield and sword.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Ef 6:17] Soldiers Of The Cross, Arise! (how)

  Soldiers of the cross, arise! Gird you with your armor bright! Mighty are your enemies, Hard the battle ye must fight. O’er a faithless fallen world, Raise your banner in the sky! Let it float there wide unfurled! Bear it onward! lift it high! Mid the homes of want and woe, Strangers to the living Word, Let the Savior’s herald go! Let the voice of hope be heard! Where the shadows deepest lie, Carry truth’s unsullied ray! Where are crimes of blackest dye, There the saving sign display! To the weary and the worn Tell of realms where sorrows cease! To the outcast and forlorn Speak of mercy and of peace! Guard the helpless! seek the strayed! Comfort troubles! banish grief! In the might of God arrayed, Scatter sin and unbelief! Be the banner still unfurled, Still unsheathed the Spirit’s sword, Till the kingdoms of the world Are the kingdom of the Lord!

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• [Ef 6:17] Stand Like The Brave

  O Christian, awake! ’tis the Master’s command; With helmet and shield, and a sword in thy hand, To meet the bold tempter, go, fearlessly go, Then stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe. Refrain Stand like the brave, stand like the brave, Stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe. The cause of thy Master with vigor defend; Be watchful, be zealous, and fight to the end; Wherever He leads thee, go, valiantly go, Then stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe. Refrain Press on, never doubting, thy Captain is near, With grace to supply, and with comfort to cheer; His love like a stream in the desert will flow; Then stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe. Refrain

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• [Ef 6:17] When Thy Soldiers Take Their Swords

  When Thy soldiers take their swords, When they speak the solemn words, When they kneel before Thee here, Feeling Thee, their Father, near; These Thy children, Lord, defend; To their help Thy Spirit send. When the world’s sharp strife is nigh, When they hear the battle cry, When they rush into the fight, Knowing not temptation’s might; These Thy children, Lord, defend; To their zeal Thy wisdom lend. When their hearts are lifted high With success or victory, When they feel the conqueror’s pride; Lest they grow self satisfied, These Thy children, Lord, defend; Teach their souls to Thee to bend. When the vows that they have made, When the prayers that they have prayed, Shall be fading from their hearts; When their first warm faith departs; These Thy children, Lord, defend; Keep them faithful to the end. Through life’s conflicts guard us all, Or if wounded some should fall Ere the victory be won, For the sake of Christ, Thy Son, These Thy children, Lord, defend; And in death Thy comfort bend.

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  source: Cyberhymnal