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Wahyu 4:10

Wahyu 21:10

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Wahyu 4:10

• [Why 4:10] Never Further Than Thy Cross

  Never further than Thy cross, Never higher than Thy feet; Here earth’s precious things seem dross, Here earth’s bitter things grow sweet. Gazing thus our sin we see, Learn Thy love while gazing thus, Sin, which laid the cross on Thee, Love, which bore the cross for us. Here we learn to serve and give, And, rejoicing, self deny; Here we gather love to live, Here we gather faith to die. Pressing onward as we can, Still to this our hearts must tend; Where our earliest hopes began, There our last aspirings end. Till amid the hosts of light, We in Thee redeemed, complete, Through Thy cross made pure and white, Cast our crowns before Thy feet.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 4:10] Savior And Regenerator

  Savior and Regenerator! Thee alone, God we own, Father and Creator. Word Incarnate, we adore Thee! Hosts above, God of Love, Cast their crowns before Thee. Father, Son and Holy Spirit, One in Thee, Lord, we see, Who Thy grace inherit. May Thy Word be our Instructor, Night and day, on our way, Our divine conductor! Visit us with Thy salvation; Let Thy care still be near, Round our habitation. Jesus, our divine Protector, Guide us still, let Thy will Be our sole director!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Wahyu 16:1

• [Why 16:1] Gathering Clouds, With Aspect Dark, The

  The gathering clouds, with aspect dark, A rising storm presage; O! to be hid within the ark, And sheltered from its rage! See the commissioned angel frown! That vial in his hand, Filled with fierce wrath, is pouring down Upon our guilty land! Ye saints, unite in wrestling prayer; If yet there may be hope; Who knows but Mercy yet may spare, And bid the angel stop! Already is the plague begun, And fired with hostile rage; Brethren, by blood and interest one, With brethren now engage. Peace spreads her wings, prepared for flight, And war, with flaming sword, And hasty strides draws nigh, to fight The battles of the Lord. The first alarm, alas, how few, While distant, seem to hear! But they will hear, and tremble too, When God shall send it near. So thunder, o’er the distant hills, Gives but a murm’ring sound, But as the tempest spreads, it fills, And makes the welkin sound. May we, at least, with one consent, Fall low before the throne With tears the nation’s sins lament, The churches, and our own. The humble souls who mourn and pray, The Lord approves and knows; His mark secures them in the day When vengeance strikes his foes.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Wahyu 21:10

• [Why 21:10] Hail The Glorious Golden City

  Hail the glorious golden city, Pictured by the seers of old! Everlasting light shines o’er it, Wondrous tales of it are told: Only righteous men and women Dwell within its gleaming wall; Wrong is banished from its borders, Justice reigns supreme o’er all. We are builders of that city, All our joys and all our groans Help to rear its shining ramparts; All our lives are building stones: Whether humble or exalted, All are called to task divine; All must aid alike to carry Forward one sublime design. And the work that we have builded, Oft with bleeding hands and tears, Oft in error, oft in anguish, Will not perish with our years: It will live and shine transfigured, In the final reign of right; It will pass into the splendors Of the city of the light.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 21:10] O Holy City, Seen Of John

  O holy city, seen of John, Where Christ the Lamb, doth reign, Within whose foursquare walls shall come No night, nor need, nor pain, And where the tears are wiped from eyes That shall not weep again. Hark, how from men whose lives are held More cheap than merchandise, From women struggling sore for bread, From little children’s cries, There swells the sobbing human plaint That bids thy walls arise. O shame to us who rest content While lust and greed for gain In street and shop and tenement Wring gold from human pain, And bitter lips in blind despair Cry “Christ hath died in vain!” Give us, O God, the strength to build The city that hath stood Too long a dream, whose laws are love, Whose crown is servanthood, And where the sun that shineth is God’s grace for human good. Already in the mind of God That city riseth fair: Lo, how its splendor challenges The souls that greatly dare; Yea, bids us seize the whole of life And build its glory there.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 21:10] Waiting And Watching For Me

  When my final farewell to the world I have said, [originally, When mysterious whispers are floating about] And gladly lie down to my rest; When softly the watchers shall say, “He is dead,” And fold my pale hands o’er my breast; And when, with my glorified vision at last The walls of “That City” I see, Will any one then at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Will any one then at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Refrain Be waiting and watching, Be waiting and watching for me? Be waiting and watching, Be waiting and watching for me? There are little ones glancing about in my path, In want of a friend and a guide; There are dear little eyes looking up into mine, Whose tears might be easily dried. But Jesus may beckon the children away In the midst of their grief and their glee? Will any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Will any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Refrain There are old and forsaken who linger awhile In homes which their dearest have left; And a few gentle words or an action of love May cheer their sad spirits bereft. But the Reaper is near to the long standing corn, The weary will soon be set free? Will any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Will any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Refrain Oh, should I be brought there by the bountiful grace Of Him who delights to forgive, Though I bless not the weary about in my path, Pray only for self while I live, Methinks I should mourn o’er my sinful neglect, If sorrow in Heaven can be, Should no one I love, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me! Should no one I love, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal