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Yoel 3:1-21

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Yoel 1:15

• [Yl 1:15] Break, Day Of God, Oh Break

  Break, day of God, Oh break, Sweet light of heavenly skies! I all for Thee forsake, And from my dead self rise; O Lamb of God, whose love is light, Shine on my soul, and all is bright. Break, day of God, Oh break! The night has lingered long; Our hearts with sighing wake, We weep for sin and wrong: O Bright and Morning Star, draw near; O Sun of Righteousness, appear. Break, day of God, Oh break! The earth with strife is worn; The hills with thunder shake, Hearts of the people mourn; Break, day of God, sweet day of peace, And bid the shout of warriors cease! Break, day of God, Oh break, Like to the days above! Let purity awake, And faith, and hope, and love: But lo! we see the brightening sky; The golden morn is drawing nigh.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yl 1:15] Day Of The Lord Is At Hand, The

  The day of the Lord is at hand, at hand; Its storms roll up the sky; The nations sleep starving on heaps of gold; All dreamers toss and sigh; The night is darkest before the morn; When the pain is sorest the child is born, And the day of the Lord is at hand, at hand, The day of the Lord is at hand. Who would sit down and sigh for a lost age of gold, While the Lord of all ages is here? True hearts will leap at the trumpet of God, And those who can suffer can dare. Each old age of gold was an iron age, too, And the meekest of saints may find stern work to do In the day of the Lord at hand, at hand, In the day of the Lord at hand.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yoel 2:1

• [Yl 2:1] Sound The Alarm!

  Sound the alarm! Let the watchman cry! “Up! for the day of the Lord is nigh; Who will escape from the wrath to come? Who have a place in the soul’s bright home?” Refrain Sound the alarm, watchman! Sound the alarm! For the Lord will come with a conqu’ring arm; And the hosts of sin, as their ranks advance, Shall wither and fall at His glance. Sound the alarm! Let the cry go forth, Swift as the wind, o’er the realms of earth; “Flee to the Rock where the soul may hide! Flee to the Rock! in its cleft abide!” Refrain Sound the alarm on the mountain’s brow! Plead with the lost by the wayside now: Warn them to come and the truth embrace; Urge them to come and be saved by grace. Refrain Sound the alarm in the youthful ear; Sound it aloud that the old may hear; Blow ye the trump while the day-beams last! Blow ye the trump till the light is past! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yoel 1:1-20

• [Yl 1:15] Break, Day Of God, Oh Break

  Break, day of God, Oh break, Sweet light of heavenly skies! I all for Thee forsake, And from my dead self rise; O Lamb of God, whose love is light, Shine on my soul, and all is bright. Break, day of God, Oh break! The night has lingered long; Our hearts with sighing wake, We weep for sin and wrong: O Bright and Morning Star, draw near; O Sun of Righteousness, appear. Break, day of God, Oh break! The earth with strife is worn; The hills with thunder shake, Hearts of the people mourn; Break, day of God, sweet day of peace, And bid the shout of warriors cease! Break, day of God, Oh break, Like to the days above! Let purity awake, And faith, and hope, and love: But lo! we see the brightening sky; The golden morn is drawing nigh.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yl 1:15] Day Of The Lord Is At Hand, The

  The day of the Lord is at hand, at hand; Its storms roll up the sky; The nations sleep starving on heaps of gold; All dreamers toss and sigh; The night is darkest before the morn; When the pain is sorest the child is born, And the day of the Lord is at hand, at hand, The day of the Lord is at hand. Who would sit down and sigh for a lost age of gold, While the Lord of all ages is here? True hearts will leap at the trumpet of God, And those who can suffer can dare. Each old age of gold was an iron age, too, And the meekest of saints may find stern work to do In the day of the Lord at hand, at hand, In the day of the Lord at hand.

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  source: Cyberhymnal