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Mazmur 77:18

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1 Raja-raja 19:11-12

• [1Raj 19:11] Beyond, Beyond That Boundless Sea

  Beyond, beyond that boundless sea, Above the dome of sky, Farther than thought itself can flee, Thy dwelling is on high; Yet dear the awful thought to me, That Thou, my God, art nigh. Art nigh, and yet my laboring mind Feels after Thee in vain, Thee in these works of power to find, Or to Thy seat attain; Thy messenger, the stormy wind; Thy path, the trackless main; These speak of Thee with loud acclaim: They thunder forth Thy praise, The glorious honor of Thy Name, The wonders of Thy ways; But Thou art not in tempest-flame, Nor in day’s glorious blaze. We hear Thy voice, when thunders roll Through the wide fields of air: The waves obey Thy dread control; Yet still Thou art not there. Where shall I find Him, O my soul, Who yet is everywhere? O! not in circling depth or height, But in the conscious breast, Present to faith, though veiled from sight, There doth His Spirit rest. O come, Thou Presence infinite! And make Thy creature blest.

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• [1Raj 19:11] Dear Lord And Father Of Mankind

  Dear Lord and Father of mankind, Forgive our foolish ways; Reclothe us in our rightful mind, In purer lives Thy service find, In deeper reverence, praise. In simple trust like theirs who heard, Beside the Syrian sea, The gracious calling of the Lord, Let us, like them, without a word, Rise up and follow Thee. O Sabbath rest by Galilee, O calm of hills above, Where Jesus knelt to share with Thee The silence of eternity, Interpreted by love! With that deep hush subduing all Our words and works that drown The tender whisper of Thy call, As noiseless let Thy blessing fall As fell Thy manna down. Drop Thy still dews of quietness, Till all our strivings cease; Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Thy peace. Breathe through the heats of our desire Thy coolness and Thy balm; Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire; Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire, O still, small voice of calm.

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• [1Raj 19:12] Hark! There Comes A Whisper

  Hark! there comes a whisper Stealing on thine ear: ’Tis the Savior calling, Soft, soft and clear. Refrain “Give thy heart to Me, Once I died for thee”; Hark! Hark! thy Savior calls: Come, sinner, come! With that voice so gentle, Dost thou hear Him say? “Tell Me all thy sorrows; Come, come away!” Refrain Wouldst thou find a refuge For thy soul oppressed? Jesus kindly answers, “I am thy Rest.” Refrain At the cross of Jesus, Let thy burden fall; While He gently whispers, “I’ll bear it all.” Refrain

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Mazmur 68:8

• [Mzm 68:8] God Saved His People From Distress

  God saved His people from distress And led them through the wilderness; Then mountains trembled in their place, The heav’ns were bowed before His face. With copious showers Thou didst assuage The thirsting of Thy heritage; Thy congregation dwelt secure; Thou, God, art gracious to the poor. With glorious pomp our King and God Has entered into His abode With sacred minstrelsy and song, While maidens with their timbrels throng. Assemble ye before His face, All ye that spring from Israel’s race; Ye chosen tribes with one accord Come ye, and bless your God, the Lord.

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• [Mzm 68:8] Lift Up To God The Voice Of Praise

  Lift up to God the voice of praise, Whose breath our souls inspired; Loud and more loud the anthem raise, With grateful ardor fired. Lift up to God the voice of praise, Whose tender care sustains Our feeble frame, encompassed round With death’s unnumbered pains. Lift up to God the voice of praise Whose goodness, passing thought, Loads every minute, as it flies, With benefits unsought. Lift up to God the voice of praise From Whom salvation flows; Who sent His Son our souls to save From everlasting woes. Lift up to God the voice of praise, For hope’s transporting ray, Which lights through darkest shades of death To realms of endless day.

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Mazmur 77:18

• [Mzm 77:18] Steal Away To Jesus

  Refrain Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus! Steal away, steal away home, I ain’t got long to stay here. My Lord, He calls me, He calls me by the thunder; The trumpet sounds within my soul, I ain’t got long to stay here. Refrain Green trees are bending, Poor sinners stand a-trembling; The trumpet sounds within my soul, I ain’t got long to stay here. Refrain My Lord, He calls me, He calls me by the lightning; The trumpet sounds within my soul, I ain’t got long to stay here.

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Zakharia 14:5

• [Za 14:5] Not A Thought Of Earthly Things!

  Not a thought of earthly things! Every head in awe be bended: Christ our God, the King of kings, Comes by angel troops attended. Forth He comes, a victim He For the wide world’s need availing, And His people’s food to be, With Himself their souls regaling. Cherubim with watchful eyes, Seraphim their brows concealing, Powers and principalities, Cry aloud, like thunder pealing.
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Matius 24:7

• [Mat 24:7] How Happy Are The Little Flock

  How happy are the little flock, Who, safe beneath their guardian Rock, In all commotions rest! When war’s and tumult’s waves run high, Removed above the storm they lie, They lodge in Jesus’ breast, They lodge in Jesus’ breast. Such happiness, O Lord, have we, By mercy gathered into Thee, Before the floods descend: And while the bursting clouds come down, We mark the vengeful day begun, And calmly wait the end, And calmly wait the end. The plague, and dearth, and din of war, Our Savior’s swift approach declare, And bid our hearts arise; Earth’s basis shook confirms our hope; Its cities’ fall but lifts us up, To meet Thee in the skies, To meet Thee in the skies. Thy tokens we with joy confess: The war proclaims the Prince of Peace, The earthquake speaks Thy power, The famine all Thy fullness brings, The plague presents Thy healing wings, And nature’s final hour, And nature’s final hour. Whatever ills the world befall, A pledge of endless good we call, A sign of Jesus near; His chariot will not long delay, We hear the rumbling wheels, and pray, Triumphant Lord, appear! Triumphant Lord, appear! Appear with clouds on Zion’s hill, Thy word and mystery to fulfill, Thy confessors to approve, Thy members on Thy throne to place, And stamp Thy name on every face, In glorious, heavenly love! In glorious, heavenly love!

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