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Yakobus 1:1-27

Lukas 10:1-24

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1 Samuel 1:1-28

• [1Sam 1:13] When Hannah, Pressed With Grief

  When Hannah, pressed with grief, Poured forth her soul in prayer; She quickly found relief, And left her burden there: Like her, in every trying case, Let us approach the throne of grace. When she began to pray, Her heart was pained and sad; But ere she went away, Was comforted and glad: In trouble, what a resting place, Have they who know the throne of grace! Though men and devils rage, And threaten to devour; The saints, from age to age, Are safe from all their pow’r: Fresh strength they gain to run their race, By waiting at the throne of grace. Eli her case mistook, How was her spirit moved By his unkind rebuke? But God her cause approved. We need not fear a creature’s face, While welcome at the throne of grace. She was not filled with wine, As Eli rashly thought; But with a faith divine, And found the help she sought: Though men despise and call us base, Still let us ply the throne of grace. Men have not pow’r or skill, With troubled souls to bear; Though they express good-will, Poor comforters they are: But swelling sorrows sink apace, When we approach the throne of grace. Numbers before have tried, And found the promise true; Nor one been yet denied, Then why should I or you? Let us by faith their footsteps trace, And hasten to the throne of grace. As fogs obscure the light, And taint the morning air; But soon are put to flight, If the bright sun appear; Thus Jesus will our troubles chase, By shining from the throne of grace.

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• [1Sam 1:19] Lord, In The Morning Thou Shalt Hear

  Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice ascending high; To Thee will I direct my prayer, To Thee lift up mine eye. Up to the hills, where Christ is gone To plead for all His saints, Presenting at His Father’s throne, Our songs and our complaints. Thou art a God before Whose sight The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne’er be Thy delight, Nor dwell at Thy right hand. But to Thy house will I resort, To taste Thy mercies there; I will frequent Thine holy court, And worship in Thy fear. O may Thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness! Make ev’ry path of duty straight And plain before my face My watchful enemies combine To tempt my feet astray; They flatter, with a base design To make my soul their prey. Lord, crush the serpent in the dust, And all his plots destroy; While those that in Thy mercy trust, Forever shout for joy. The men that love and fear Thy Name Shall see their hopes fulfill’d; The mighty God will compass them With favor as a shield.

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• [1Sam 1:19] Sweetly The Holy Hymn

  Sweetly the holy hymn Breaks on the morning air; Before the world with smoke is dim We meet to offer prayer. While flowers are wet with dews, Dew of our souls, descend: Ere yet the sun the day renews, O Lord, Thy Spirit send. Upon the battlefield, Before the fight begins, We seek, O Lord, Thy sheltering shield, To guard us from our sins. Ere yet our vessel sails Upon the stream of day We plead, O Lord, for heavenly gales To speed us on our way! On the lone mountain side, Before the morning’s light, The Man of sorrows wept and cried, And rose refreshed with might. Oh, hear us then, for we Are very weak and frail, We make the Savior’s Name our plea, And surely must prevail.

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Yakobus 1:1-27

• [Yak 1:1] Dear Lord And Master Mine

  Dear Lord and Master mine, Thy happy servant see; My Conqueror, with what joy divine Thy captive clings to Thee! I love Thy yoke to wear, To feel Thy gracious bands; Sweetly restrained by Thy care And happy in Thy hands. No bar would I remove, No bond would I unbind; Within the limits of Thy love Full liberty I find. I would not walk alone, But still with Thee, my God; At every step my blindness own, And ask of Thee the road. The weakness I enjoy That casts me on Thy breast; The conflicts that Thy strength employ Make me divinely blest. Dear Lord and Master mine, Still keep Thy servant true; My Guardian and my Guide divine Bring, bring Thy pilgrim through. My Conqueror and my King, Still keep me in Thy train; And with Thee Thy glad captive bring When Thou return’st to reign.

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• [Yak 1:2] Count It Joy

  Count it joy, and never be discouraged, When by trials your life is sorely pressed. For you know that when your faith is tested, Your endurance then develops best. Perseverance must complete its working; You will need to let it have its way. When it’s done, you’ll be complete and perfect, Having all you need to meet each day. So if any one of you lacks wisdom, Ask of God, who always hears and cares. He gives freely without asking questions; His abundance will become your share. But when asking, you must never falter, Like a wave that’s blown and tossed about. If you do, you’ll never gain God’s blessing; Double-minded, you’ll succumb to doubt. Blest the man who perseveres in trial; For you know the testing soon will pass. When it’s o’er and you have stood unmoving, You’ll receive the crown of life at last. But when tempted, never be accusing; It’s not God who leads you from the path. Your own lusts seduce you and entice you, Giving birth to sin, and sin to death. Do not let yourself yield to deception; God’s the source of every perfect gift. He’s the Maker of the stars in heaven, Changing not as shadows move and shift. For He chose a spirit birth to give you, Through the Word of truth that you believed. Thus are you the firstfruits of His labors; By His grace, salvation is achieved.

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• [Yak 1:2] Never Give Up

  Never be sad or desponding, If thou hast faith to believe. Grace, for the duties before thee, Ask of thy God and receive. Refrain Never give up, never give up, Never give up to thy sorrows, Jesus will bid them depart. Trust in the Lord, trust in the Lord, Sing when your trials are greatest, Trust in the Lord and take heart. What if thy burdens oppress thee; What though thy life may be drear; Look on the side that is brightest, Pray, and thy path will be clear. Refrain Never be sad or desponding, There is a morrow for thee; Soon thou shalt dwell in its brightness, There with the Lord thou shalt be. Refrain Never be sad or desponding, Lean on the arm of thy Lord; Dwell in the depths of His mercy, Thou shalt receive thy reward. Refrain

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• [Yak 1:5] What Would Jesus Do?

  There’s a voice that whispers To the willing heart, And its words so tender Joy and peace impart; When in doubt or trouble, To your heart be true, Hear the Spirit saying: What would Jesus do? Refrain What would Jesus do? What would Jesus do? Hear the Spirit saying: What would Jesus do? When some strong temptation Holds you in its pow’r, When a fear of failure Haunts each waking hour, You can end the conflict And your fears subdue, If you heed the message, What would Jesus do? Refrain Then no longer falter, Then no longer fear, Ev’ry path of duty Will be bright and clear; If you pray for wisdom, It will come to you, While the Spirit whispers, What would Jesus do? Refrain

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• [Yak 1:12] The Lights Of Home

  O the friends that now are waiting, In the cloudless realms of day, Who are calling me to follow Where their steps have led the way; They have laid aside their armor, And their earthly course is run; They have kept the faith with patience And their crown of life is won. Refrain They are calling, gently calling, Sweetly calling me to come, And I’m looking through the shadows For the blessèd lights of home. They have laid aside their armor For the robe of spotless white; And with Jesus they are walking Where the river sparkles bright. We have labored here together, We have labored side by side, Just a little while before me They have crossed the rolling tide. Refrain On those dear familiar faces There will be no trace of care; Every sigh was hushed forever At the palace gate so fair. I shall see them, I shall know them, I shall hear their song of love, And we’ll all sing hallelujah In our Father’s house above. Refrain

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• [Yak 1:17] Dear Father-mother

  Dear Father-Mother, Thou dost grant All good and perfect gifts to me; ’Tis mine to raise this beacon here, Obedience unto Thee. He knows not death who Life obeys, Nor errs at all when Truth he heeds; While merged in Love, what hold has hate Upon his thoughts or deeds? Eternal Life and Truth and Love, They who obey Thine every call, Thy freemen are, and freely have Dominion over all.
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• [Yak 1:17] Mysterious Presence, Source Of All

  Mysterious Presence, Source of all— The world without, the soul within, Fountain of life, O hear our call, And pour Thy living waters in! Thou breathest in the rushing wind; Thy Spirit stirs in leaf and flower; Nor wilt Thou from the willing mind Withhold Thy light and love and power. Thy hand unseen to accents clear Awoke the psalmist’s trembling lyre, And touched the lip of holy seer With flame from Thine own altar fire. That touch divine, still, Lord, impart; Still give the prophet’s burning word; And, vocal in each waiting heart, Let living psalms of praise be heard.

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• [Yak 1:17] Praise God, From Whom All Blessings Flow

  Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
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• [Yak 1:17] Praise The Giver Of All

  Let us mingle our voices in chorus today; The earth is rejoicing, all nature is gay, And the stream in the valley goes laughing along; How happy its beautiful song. Refrain Praise the Lord, the Giver of all, Praise the Lord, the Giver of all; Let His children with rapture His mercy recall, The bountiful Giver of all. There is joy in the sunbeam that sparkles so bright And calls the young blossoms to welcome the light; And the bird in the greenwood is singing with glee, As cheerful and happy as we. Refrain Let us join the glad music and joyfully raise, In purest devotion, our jubilant praise; We are grateful to God for this beautiful day: We’ll sing the bright moments away. Refrain

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• [Yak 1:17] Thine Are All The Gifts, O God

  Thine are all the gifts, O God, Thine the broken bread; Let the naked feet be shod And the starving fed. Let Thy children, by Thy grace, Give as they abound, Till the poor have breathing-space, And the lost are found. Wiser than the miser’s hoards Is the giver’s choice; Sweeter than the song of birds Is the thankful voice; Welcome smiles on faces sad As the flowers of spring: Let the tender hearts be glad With the joy they bring. Happier for their pity’s sake Make their sports and plays, And from the lips of childhood take Thy perfected praise.

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• [Yak 1:19] Everyone Should Be Quick To Listen

  Everyone should be quick to listen—hear now and heed— Slow to speak, also slow to anger in word and deed. Anger does not yield a life praised by the Lord, So get rid of all sin and humbly accept God’s Word. If you listen, but do not practice, you’ll go astray, Like a man who looks in a mirror, then goes away. You must keep looking; God’s Word will set you free. Don’t forget what you’ve heard, but do it, and blessed you’ll be. If you think you’re a model Christian, yet speak too free, If your tongue has no rein, faith’s worthless; you’ve been deceived. Here’s faith the Father accepts as pure and true: Help the needy, keep from defilement in all you do.

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Lukas 10:1-24

• [Luk 10:2] Earth, O Lord, Is One Wide Field, The

  The earth, O Lord, is one wide field Of all Thy chosen seed; The crop prepared its fruit to yield; The laborers are few indeed. We therefore come before Thee now With fasting, and with prayer, Beseeching of Thy love that Thou Wouldst send more laborers there. Not for our land alone we pray, Though that above the rest; The realms and islands far away, O let them all be blest. Endue the bishops of Thy flock With wisdom and with grace, Against false doctrine, like a rock, To set the heart and face. To all Thy priests Thy truth reveal, And make Thy judgments clear; Make Thou Thy deacons full of zeal, And humble, and sincere. And give their flocks a lowly mind To hear and to obey; That each and all may mercy find At Thine appearing day.

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• [Luk 10:2] Labor On

  In the harvest field there is work to do, For the grain is ripe, and the reapers few; And the Master’s voice bids the workers true Heed the call that He gives today. Refrain Labor on, labor on, Keep the bright reward in view, For the Master has said He will strength renew; Labor on till the close of day. Crowd the garner well with its sheaves all bright, Let the song be glad, and the heart be light, Fill the precious hours ere the shades of night Take the place of the golden day. Refrain In the gleaner’s path may be rich reward, Tho’ the time seems long, and the labor hard; For the Master’s joy, with His chosen shared, Drives the gloom from the darkest day. Refrain Lo! the Harvest Home in the realms above Shall be gained by each who has toiled and strove, When the Master’s voice, in His words of love, Calls away to eternal day. Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Lo! The Golden Fields Are Smiling

  Lo! the golden fields are smiling, Wherefore idle shouldst thou be? Great the harvest, few the workers, And the Lord hath need of thee. Go and work, the time is waning, Let thy earnest heart reply To the call so oft repeated, “Blessèd Master, here am I.” Refrain Hark! the song, the song of busy workers, In the fields so fair to see; Go and fill thy place among them, For the Lord hath need of thee. Take the balm of consolation That so oft has cheered thy heart; Let some weary brother toiler, In thy comfort share a part. Go and lift the heavy burden, He has struggled long to bear, Go, and kneeling down beside him, Blend thy faith with his in prayer. Refrain Go and gather souls for Jesus; Precious souls thy love may win; Lead them to the door of mercy; Tell them how to enter in. Go and gather souls for Jesus; Work while strength and breath remain; What are years of constant labor To the joy thou yet shalt gain? Refrain Go, then, work, the Master calleth; Go, no longer idle be; Waste no more thy precious moments, For the Lord hath need of Thee. Once He gave His life thy ransom, That thy soul with Him might live; Now the service He demandeth Can thy heart refuse to give? Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Lord Of The Living Harvest

  Lord of the living harvest That whitens o’er the plain, Where angels soon shall gather Their sheaves of golden grain, Accept these hands to labor, These hearts to trust and love, And deign with them to hasten Thy kingdom from above. As laborers in Thy vineyard, Lord, send them out to be Content to bear the burden Of weary days for Thee. To ask no other wages When Thou shalt call them home But to have shared the travail Which makes Thy kingdom come. Be with them, God the Father; Be with them, God the Son; And God the Holy Spirit, Most blessèd Three in One. Make them Thy faithful servants Thee rightly to adore And fill them with Thy fullness Both now and evermore.

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• [Luk 10:2] Not By Thy Mighty Hand

  Not by Thy mighty hand, Thy wondrous works alone, But by the marvels of Thy Word, Thy glory, Lord, is known. Forth from the eternal gates, Thine everlasting home, To sow the seed of truth alone, Thou didst vouchsafe to come. And still from age to age, Thou, gracious Lord, hast been The Bearer forth of goodly seed, The Sower still unseen. And Thou wilt come again, And Heav’n beneath Thee bow, To reap the harvest Thou hast sown, Sower and Reaper Thou. Watch, Lord, Thy harvest field, With Thine unsleeping eye, The children of the kingdom keep To Thy epiphany! That, when in Thy great day The tares shall severed be, We may be surely gathered in With all Thy saints to Thee.

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• [Luk 10:2] O Christ, Forget Not Them Who Stand

  O Christ, forget not them who stand Thy vanguard in the distant land, In flood, in flame, in dark, in dread, Sustain, we pray, each lifted head. Thine is the work they strive to do, Their foes so many, they so few, Be with Thine own, Thy loved, who stand, Christ’s vanguard, in the storm swept land.
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• [Luk 10:2] O Where Are The Reapers?

  O where are the reapers that garner in The sheaves of the good from the fields of sin? With sickles of truth must the work be done, And no one may rest till the “harvest home.” Refrain Where are the reapers? O who will come And share in the glory of the “harvest home”? O who will help us to garner in The sheaves of good from the fields of sin? Go out in the byways and search them all; The wheat may be there but the weeds are tall; Then search in the highway, and pass none by; But gather them all for the home on high. Refrain The fields are all ripening, and far and wide The world now is waiting the harvest tide: But reapers are few, and the work is great, And much will be lost should the harvest wait. Refrain So come with your sickles, ye sons of men, And gather together the golden grain; Toil on till the Lord of the harvest come, Then share ye His joy in the “harvest home.” Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Sing To The Lord Of Harvest

  Sing to the Lord of harvest, Sing songs of love and praise; With joyful hearts and voices Your alleluias raise. By Him the rolling seasons In fruitful order move; Sing to the Lord of harvest, A joyous song of love. By Him the clouds drop fatness, The deserts bloom and spring, The hills leap up in gladness, The valleys laugh and sing. He filleth with His fullness All things with large increase, He crowns the year with goodness, With plenty and with peace. Bring to His sacred altar The gifts His goodness gave, The golden sheaves of harvest, The souls He died to save. Your hearts lay down before Him When at His feet you fall, And with your lives adore Him, Who gave His life for all. To God the gracious Father, Who made us “very good,” To Christ, who, when we wandered, Restored us with His blood, And to the Holy Spirit, Who doth upon us pour His blessèd dews and sunshine, Be praise forevermore!

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• [Luk 10:2] Spread, O Spread, Thou Mighty Word

  Spread, O spread, thou mighty Word, Spread the kingdom of the Lord, Wheresoe’er His breath has given, Life to beings meant for Heaven. Tell them how the Father’s will Made the world, and keeps it still, How He sent His Son to save All who help and comfort crave. Tell of our Redeemer’s love, Who forever doth remove By His holy sacrifice All the guilt that on us lies. Tell them of the Spirit given Now to guide us up to heaven, Strong and holy, just and true, Working both to will and do. Word of life, most pure and strong, Lo! for Thee the nations long, Spread, till from its dreary night All the world awakes to light. Up! the ripening fields ye see, Mighty shall the harvest be; But the reapers still are few, Great the work they have to do. Lord of harvest, let there be Joy and strength to work for Thee, Till the nations, far and near, See Thy light, and learn Thy fear.

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• [Luk 10:2] There’s A Garden

  There’s a garden whose walk we never have known; There’s a light within us that has never been shown, Refrain Lord let us all enter this radiant place, Holy realm filled with Your love, Your beauty, and grace. In this garden is fruit whose harvest is due, But the harvest is great and the laborers few. Refrain We are one with Your Love in Your garden so free; We all now take Your hand and know oneness with Thee. Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Up And Onward

  Up and onward, Christian workers, Life is fleeting, do not stray; Great the harvest, few the toilers, Up and onward, haste away! Refrain Haste away, then, Christian workers, Hear the deep, despairing call; Go and rescue those that perish, Lend a helping hand to all. Where the reapers bear their burdens In the toil and heat of day, Where the golden sheaves are waving, Up and onward, haste away! Refrain Where the conflict fiercely rages On the battlefield today, With our banner, shield and buckler, Up and onward, haste away! Refrain Consecrated to the service Of our Savior and our Lord; Ever faithful, true and earnest, We shall gain the great reward. Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Who Will Go?

  Hark! I hear a sound from o’er the water, ’Tis the cry of anguish and despair; ’Tis the cry of precious souls in darkness, While waiting for the light of Jesus, there; Hear the idle laborers near us saying, “Master what wilt Thou have me to do?” The harvest now is great, oh! haste, my brother, The reapers few. Refrain Who will go? Who will go? To the ends of the earth, Hast thou a passion for the lost? Dost thou realize what a soul is worth? Who will go? Who will go? Tell of Jesus’ death upon the tree? Oh! who will answer quickly, “Here am I, O Lord, send me”? Will you go and tell them of a Savior? Tell them how He suffered on the tree? Will you give your very life to save them? And tell them Jesus came to set them free? Will you take the way, endure the suffering? Finding in the cross your only rest? For suffering here with Jesus brings the glory, His ways are best. Refrain We will follow, we will follow Jesus, Willingly and gladly we’ll obey, He will never leave us nor forsake us, He is our Friend, our Comforter and Stay. Though He lead us o’er the briny ocean, Though He lead us o’er the sandy plain, We still will trust in Jesus Christ our Savior, Oh! praise His Name. Refrain After we’ve received the Spirit’s fullness, Filling all our hearts with love divine, We’re to witness to the blessèd Gospel, In every nation, country, land and clime, When we give the Gospel as a witness Unto every people far and near, With lightning flash, we’ll see in clouds of glory The King appear. Refrain

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• [Luk 10:21] O Lord Of Heav’n And Earth And Sea

  O Lord of Heav’n and earth and sea, To Thee all praise and glory be; How shall we show our love to Thee, Who givest all? The golden sunshine, vernal air, Sweet flowers and fruits, Thy love declare; Where harvests ripen, Thou art there, Who givest all. For peaceful homes and healthful days, For all the blessings earth displays, We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, Who givest all. Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav’st Him for a world undone, And freely, with that blessèd One, Thou givest all. Thou giv’st the Spirit’s blessèd dower, Spirit of life and love and power, And dost His sevenfold graces shower Upon us all. For souls redeemed, for sins forgiv’n, For means of grace and hopes of Heav’n, Father, all praise to Thee be giv’n, Who givest all. We lose what on ourselves we spend, We have as treasure without end Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, Who givest all. Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee, Repaid a thousand-fold will be; Then gladly will we give to Thee Who givest all. To Thee, from Whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give: O may we ever with Thee live, Who givest all.

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