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1 Samuel 7:12-13

Yeremia 23:5-6

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1 Samuel 7:12-13

• [1Sam 7:12] Come, Thou Fount Of Every Blessing

  Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above. Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it, Mount of Thy redeeming love. Sorrowing I shall be in spirit, Till released from flesh and sin, Yet from what I do inherit, Here Thy praises I’ll begin; Here I raise my Ebenezer; Here by Thy great help I’ve come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed His precious blood; How His kindness yet pursues me Mortal tongue can never tell, Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me I cannot proclaim it well. O to grace how great a debtor Daily I’m constrained to be! Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee. Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above. O that day when freed from sinning, I shall see Thy lovely face; Clothed then in blood washed linen How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace; Come, my Lord, no longer tarry, Take my ransomed soul away; Send thine angels now to carry Me to realms of endless day.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [1Sam 7:12] Lord Hath Helped Me Hitherto, The

  The Lord hath helped me hitherto By His surpassing favor; His mercies every morn were new, His kindness did not waver. God hitherto hath been my Guide, Hath pleasures hitherto supplied, And hitherto hath helped me. I praise and thank Thee, Lord, my God, For Thine abundant blessing Which heretofore Thou hast bestowed And I am still possessing. Inscribe this on my memory: The Lord hath done great things for me And graciously hath helped me. Help me henceforth, O God of grace, Help me on each occasion, Help me in each and every place, Help me through Jesus’ passion; Help me in life and death, O God, Help me through Jesus’ dying blood; Help me as Thou hast helped me!

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Yeremia 23:5-6

• [Yer 23:5] Birthday Of A King, The

  In the little village of Bethlehem, There lay a Child one day; And the sky was bright with a holy light O’er the place where Jesus lay. Refrain Alleluia! O how the angels sang. Alleluia! How it rang! And the sky was bright with a holy light ’Twas the birthday of a King. ’Twas a humble birthplace, but O how much God gave to us that day, From the manger bed what a path has led, What a perfect, holy way. Refrain

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• [Yer 23:5] My God! How Perfect Are Thy Ways!

  My God! how perfect are Thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into my prayer. When I would speak what Thou hast done To save me from my sin; I cannot make Thy mercies known But self-applause creeps in. Divine desire, that holy flame Thy grace creates in me; Alas! impatience is its name, When it returns to Thee. This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts, How does it overflow? While self upon the surface floats Still bubbling from below. Let others in the gaudy dress Of fancied merit shine; The Lord shall be my righteousness The Lord for ever mine.

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Roma 1:3-4

• [Rm 1:3] Break Forth Into Praise

  Break forth into praise! Our Surety and Head His members to raise, hath rose from the dead; The power of His Spirit hath quickened our Lord, That we by His merit may all be restored. Our Captain and King with shouts we proclaim, And joyfully sing the wonderful Name; The Name all-victorious we publish, and feel Triumphantly glorious o’er sin, earth, and hell. The power of His rise we know and declare And rapt to the skies, His happiness share; In heavenly places with Jesus we sit, And Jesus’ praises with angels repeat. We sing of His love while sojourning here, Till Christ from above our Savior appear; The heirs of salvation with triumph receive, In full consummation of glory to live.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Rm 1:3] Lord, Thou In All Things Like Wast Made

  Lord, Thou in all things like wast made To us, yet free from sin; Then how unlike to us, O Lord, Replies the voice within. Our faith is weak; O Light of light, Clear Thou our clouded view; That Son of Man, and Son of God, We give Thee honor due. O Son of Man, Thyself hast proved Our trials and our tears; Life’s thankless toil and scant repose, Death’s agonies and fears. O Son of God, in glory raised, Thou sittest on Thy throne: Thence, by Thy pleadings and Thy grace, Still succoring Thine own. Brother and Savior, Friend and Judge! To Thee, O Christ, be given To bind upon Thy crown the names Most blest in earth and Heaven.

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• [Rm 1:4] Spirit Of Holiness, Descend

  Spirit of holiness, descend: Thy people wait for Thee; Thine ear in kind compassion lend; Let us Thy mercy see. Thy light that on our souls hath shone, Lead us in hope to Thee; Let us not feel its rays alone, Alone Thy people be. O bring our dearest friends to God; Remember those we love; Fit them on earth for Thine abode, Fit them for joys above. Spirit of holiness, ’tis Thine To hear our feeble prayer; Come, for we wait Thy power divine, Let us Thy mercy share.

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  source: Cyberhymnal