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Amsal 3:1

Kolose 1:23

Kolose 2:15

Ibrani 4:14

Ibrani 10:23

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Amsal 3:1

• [Ams 3:1] He Liveth Long Who Liveth Well

  He liveth long who liveth well; All other life is short and vain; He liveth longest who can tell Of living most for heavenly gain. He liveth long who liveth well; All else is being flung away; He liveth longest who can tell Of true things truly done each day. Be what thou seemest; live thy creed; Hold up to earth the torch divine: Be what thou prayest to be made; Let the great Master’s steps be thine. Fill up each hour with what will last; Buy up the moments as they go; The life above, when this is past, Is the ripe fruit of life below. Sow love, and taste its fruitage pure; Sow peace, and reap its harvest bright; Sow sunbeams on the rock and moor, And find a harvest-home of light.

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Amsal 6:20-23

• [Ams 6:20] Memories Of Mother

  My mother’s hand is on my brow, Her gentle voice is pleading now; Across the years so marred by sin What memories of love steal in! Refrain O mother, when I think of thee, ’Tis but a step to Calvary; Thy gentle hand upon my brow Is leading me to Jesus now. Once more I see that look of pain, The anguish in those eyes again; My heart is sad, for well I know My sin has caused this bitter woe. Refrain While others scorned me in their pride She gently drew me to her side; When all the world has turned away, My mother stood by me that day. Refrain The memories of bygone years, My mother’s love, my mother’s tears, The tho’t of all her constant care Doth bring the answer to her prayer. Refrain I’m coming home, by sin beset, For Jesus loves me even yet; My mother’s love brings home to me The greater love of Calvary. Refrain

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Kolose 2:15

• [Kol 2:15] Awake, My Heart, With Gladness

  Awake, my heart, with gladness, See what today is done; Now, after gloom and sadness, Comes forth the glorious Sun. My Savior there was laid Where our bed must be made When to the realms of light Our spirit wings its flight. The foe in triumph shouted When Christ lay in the tomb; But, lo, he now is routed, His boast is turned to gloom. For Christ again is free; In glorious victory He Who is strong to save Has triumphed o’er the grave. This is a sight that gladdens; What peace it doth impart! Now nothing ever saddens The joy within my heart. No gloom shall ever shake, No foe shall ever take, The hope which God’s own Son In love for me hath won. Now hell, its prince, the devil Of all their powers are shorn; Now I am safe from evil, And sin I laugh to scorn. Grim Death with all his might Cannot my soul affright; He is a powerless form, Howe’er he rave and storm. The world against me rageth Its fury I disdain; Though bitter war it wageth Its work is all in vain. My heart from care is free, No trouble troubles me. Misfortune now is play And night is bright as day. Now I will cling forever To Christ, my Savior true; My Lord will leave me never, Whate’er He passeth through. He rends Death’s iron chain, He breaks through sin and pain, He shatters hell’s dark thrall, I follow Him through all. To halls of heavenly splendor With Him I penetrate; And trouble ne’er may hinder Nor make me hesitate. Let tempests rage at will, My Savior shields me still; He grants abiding peace And bids all tumult cease. He brings me to the portal That leads to bliss untold, Whereon this rhyme immortal Is found in script of gold: “Who there My cross hath shared Finds here a crown prepared; Who there with Me hath died Shall here be glorified.”

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Ibrani 4:14

• [Ibr 4:14] Atoning Work Is Done, The

  The atoning work is done, The Victim’s blood is shed; And Jesus now is gone His people’s cause to plead: He stands in Heaven their great High Priest, And bears their names upon His breast. He sprinkles with His blood The mercy-seat above; For justice had withstood The purposes of love: But justice now objects no more, And mercy yields her boundless store. No temple made with hands His place of service is; In Heaven itself He stands, A heavenly priesthood His: In Him the shadows of the law Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw. And though awhile He be Hid from the eyes of men, His people look to see Their great High Priest again: In brightest glory He will come, And take His waiting people home.

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• [Ibr 4:14] Great High Priest, We See Thee Stooping

  Great High Priest, we see Thee stooping, With our names upon Thy breast, In the garden groaning, drooping, To the ground with sorrows pressed. Weeping angels stand confounded, To behold their Maker thus, And shall we remain unwounded, When we know ’twas all for us? On the cross Thy body broken, Cancels every penalty; Tempted souls produce this token All demands to satisfy. All is finished; do not doubt it, But believe your dying Lord; Never reason more about it, Only take Him at His Word. Come, behold your Savior bleeding, Streams of mercy from Him flow, Whilst before His Father pleading For those men who wrought His woe. Lo, He cried, “Father, forgive them, Though they do My life pursue, I am willing to receive them, For they know not what they do.” Come, Thou everlasting Spirit, Bring to every thankful mind All the Savior’s dying merit, All His suffering for mankind. True recorder of His passion, Now Thy living fire impart, Now reveal Thy great salvation, Preach His Gospel to our heart. Lord, we fain would trust Thee solely; ’Twas for us Thy blood was spilt; Gracious Savior, take us wholly, Take and make us what Thou wilt. Grant us now Thy heav’nly blessing, Let Thy love our songs employ; Then we’ll find Thy peace possessing, In Thy service all our joy.

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• [Ibr 4:14] With Joy We Meditate The Grace

  With joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame; He knows what sore temptations mean, For He has felt the same. But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood, While Satan’s fiery darts He bore, And did resist to blood. He in the days of feeble flesh Poured out His cries and tears, And in His measure feels afresh What every member bears. He’ll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame; The bruisèd reed He never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. Then let our humble faith address His mercy and His power; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour.

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Ibrani 10:23

• [Ibr 10:23] I Was Made A Christian

  I was made a Christian When my name was giv’n, One of God’s dear children, And an heir of Heaven. In the name of Christian I will glory now, Evermore remember My baptismal vow. I must, like a Christian Shun all evil ways, Keep the faith of Jesus, Serve Him all my days. Called to be a Christian I will praise the Lord, Seek for His assistance So to keep my word. All a Christian’s blessings I will claim for mine; Holy work and worship, Fellowship divine. Father, Son, and Spirit, Give me grace, that I, Still may live a Christian, And a Christian die.

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• [Ibr 10:23] God’s Promise

  He who brought His ancient people, With a strong and mighty hand, Out of all their cruel bondage, Into Canaan’s promised land. Refrain He has said, and we believe it, ’Tis a promise made of old, From the trusting and the loving No good thing will He withhold. He who led them through the desert, By the cloud that went before, He whose goodness never failed them, Though they grieved Him o’er and o’er. Refrain God is faithful to His promise, He is mindful of His own; On our journey to His kingdom We shall never walk alone. Refrain We shall have His kind protection And His love as in the past; Though our days be few or many, He will guide us to the last. Refrain

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• [Ibr 10:23] Standing On The Promises

  Standing on the promises of Christ my King, Through eternal ages let His praises ring, Glory in the highest, I will shout and sing, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain Standing, standing, Standing on the promises of God my Savior; Standing, standing, I’m standing on the promises of God. Standing on the promises that cannot fail, When the howling storms of doubt and fear assail, By the living Word of God I shall prevail, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain Standing on the promises I now can see Perfect, present cleansing in the blood for me; Standing in the liberty where Christ makes free, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain Standing on the promises of Christ the Lord, Bound to Him eternally by love’s strong cord, Overcoming daily with the Spirit’s sword, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain Standing on the promises I cannot fall, Listening every moment to the Spirit’s call Resting in my Savior as my all in all, Standing on the promises of God. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal