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Kejadian 7:1--9:29

Mazmur 105:3

Galatia 6:13-14

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Kejadian 7:1--9:29

• [Kej 7:1] Out Of The Ark

  They dreamed not of danger, those sinners of old, Whom Noah was chosen to warn; By frequent transgressions their hearts had grown cold, They laughed his entreaties to scorn; Yet daily he called them, “Oh come, sinners, come, Believe and prepare to embark! Receive ye the message, and know there is room For all who will come to the Ark.” Refrain Then come, come, oh, come; There’s refuge alone in the Ark; Receive ye the message, and know there is room For all who will come to the Ark. He could not arouse them, unheeding they stood, Unmoved by his warning and prayer; The prophet passed in from the oncoming flood, And left them to hopeless despair; The floodgates were opened, the deluge came on, The heavens as midnight grew dark; Too late, then they turned, every foothold was gone, They perished in sight of the Ark. Refrain O sinners, the heralds of mercy implore, They cry like the patriarch, “Come”; The Ark of salvation is moored to your shore, Oh, enter while yet there is room! The storm cloud of justice rolls dark overhead, And when by its fury you’re tossed, Alas, of your perishing souls ’twill be said, “They heard—they refused—and were lost!” Refrain

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• [Kej 8:10] Welcome For Me

  Like a bird on the deep, far away from its nest, I had wandered, my Savior, from Thee, But Thy dear loving voice called me home to Thy breast, And I knew there was welcome for me. Refrain Welcome for me, Savior, from Thee; A smile and a welcome for me; Now, like a dove, I rest in Thy love, And find a sweet refuge in Thee. I am safe in the ark; I have folded my wings On the bosom of mercy divine; I am filled with the light, of Thy presence so bright, And the joy that will ever be mine. Refrain I am safe in the ark, and I dread not the storm, Though around me the surges may roll; I will look to the skies, where the day never dies, I will sing of the joy in my soul. Refrain

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• [Kej 8:22] Bountiful Harvest

  We praise Thee, O Lord, for the bountiful harvest That now has been gathered and garnered with care; Rewarding the toil of the sower and reaper, While all in its blessings may share. Refrain For the bountiful harvest We praise Thee, we thank Thee and bless Thee, O Lord: For the bountiful harvest We praise Thee and bless Thee, O Lord. We praise Thee, O Lord, for the bountiful harvest, We praise Thee for sunshine, the dew and the rain; For soft summer breezes so gracefully bending The bright golden billows of grain. Refrain We praise Thee, O Lord, for the wonderful token That shines as it shone on Thy servants of old, The pledge and assurance that seedtime and harvest From earth Thou wilt never withhold. Refrain We praise Thee, O Lord, for Thy wonderful mercies, And while to Thy glory our voices we raise, O Thou that regardest the prayers of Thy people, Accept our thanksgiving and praise. Refrain

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• [Kej 8:22] God The Father! Whose Creation

  God the Father! Whose creation Gives to flowers and fruits their birth, Thou, whose yearly operation Brings the hour of harvest mirth, Here to Thee we make oblation Of the August-gold of earth. God the Word! the sun, maturing With his blessèd ray the corn, Spake of Thee, O Sun enduring, Thee, O everlasting Morn! Thee in Whom our woes find curing Thee that liftest up our horn. God the Holy Ghost! the showers That have fattened out the grain, Types of Thy celestial powers, Symbols of baptismal rain, Shadowed out the grace that dowers All the faithful of Thy train. When the harvest of each nation Severs righteousness from sin, And archangel proclamation Bids to put the sickle in, And each age and generation Sink to woe, or glory win; Grant that we, or young, or hoary, Lengthened be our span or brief, Whatsoe’er the life long story Of our joy or of our grief, May be garnered up in glory As Thine own elected sheaf. Laud to Him to Whom supernal Thrones and virtues bend the knee; Laud to Him from Whom infernal Powers and dominations flee; Laud to Him the co-eternal Paraclete, forever be.

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• [Kej 8:22] Praise To God, Your Praises Bring

  Praise to God, your praises bring; Hearts, bow down and voices, sing Praises to the glorious One, All His year of wonder done. Praise Him for His budding green, April’s resurrection scene; Praise Him for His shining hours, Starring all the land with flowers. Praise Him for His summer rain, Feeding, day and night, the grain; Praise Him for His tiny seed, Holding all His world shall need. Praise Him for the winter’s rest, Snow that falls on nature’s breast; Praise for happy dreams of birth, Brooding in the quiet earth. For His year of wonder done, Praise to the all glorious One! Hearts, bow down and voices, sing, Praise and love to nature’s King!

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• [Kej 9:13] Prayer For Creation

  O, Creator of the cosmos, we present our hearts in prayer. We are awestruck by your glory, which surrounds us everywhere. From the birdsong of the morning to a stormy sky at night, You reveal yourself in Nature, in its gentleness and might. Through each rainbow that you send us you renew your covenant With the earth and all life on it, telling us of your intent That each living thing should flourish, in its own way, in its place. You call us to new awareness of our neighbors and their space. In our eagerness to prosper, we have ravaged what was good. Using more than what was needed, taking everything we could. We have changed the gentle order you intended for the earth. Now we humbly ask the wisdom to be part of its re-birth. We seek mercy, we seek vision, and the courage we will need As we work to help the victims of the sins of human greed. By our choices, in our actions, may we be part of your plans. Help us gently till the Garden you’ve entrusted to our hands. Finding strength in common purpose, may your faithful people be Voices for a new perspective, leaders in simplicity. Give us guidance, O, Creator. Give us power to achieve True compassion for Creation as the legacy we leave.

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• [Kej 9:13] They’ll Soon Be O’er

  There is a calm for ev’ry storm We meet from day to day, A hallowed peace that dwells within, And smiles the clouds away. The star of hope still brightly shines, Though wild the breakers roar, And in its beams the words we trace, Life’s dream will soon be o’er. There is a Friend, a constant Friend, Who slumbers not nor sleeps, But safe within His tender care The trusting soul He keeps; His bow of love still spans the sky, And points to yonder shore, While on its beams the words we trace, Life’s cares will soon be o’er. There is a morn when we shall wake At home beyond the tide, And in our Savior’s likeness then We shall be satisfied; O hearts that yearn and bleed and break For joys that come no more, Look up and read the blessèd words, Life’s tears will soon be o’er.

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Mazmur 105:3

• [Mzm 105:3] I Am So Glad Salvation’s Free

  I am so glad salvation’s free to all who will receive it, Glad that the news was brought to me when I was lost and sad; Praise His dear Name, I can proclaim that truly I believe it, For I am now His child, I know, and I’m so glad. Refrain Glory, honor be to His Name forever, Never a greater Friend the sinful race has had; Love Him, praise Him, Jesus, the matchless Savior, He has redeemed this soul of mine, and I’m so glad. I am so glad that I can tell to wayward souls the story, Glad that by grace from day to day a helper I may be; Finding delight in service true, my soul is winning glory, Glory for Him Who gave His life to rescue me. Refrain I am so glad that all my heart to Jesus I have given, Glad that at eventide my soul true sheaves to Him may bring; I will be true until with all the happy throng in Heaven, Sweeter and nobler praise I give to Christ, my King. Refrain

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Yeremia 9:23-24

• [Yer 9:23] Let Not The Wise His Wisdom Boast

  Let not the wise his wisdom boast, The mighty glory in his might, The rich in flattering riches trust, Which take their everlasting flight. The rush of numerous years bears down The most gigantic strength of man; And where is all his wisdom gone, When dust he turns to dust again? One only gift can justify The boasting soul that knows his God; When Jesus doth His blood apply, I glory in His sprinkled blood. The Lord, my Righteousness, I praise, I triumph in the love divine, The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace, In Christ through endless ages mine.

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Galatia 6:13-14

• [Gal 6:14] Above The Hills Of Time

  Above the hills of time the cross is gleaming, Fair as the sun when night has turned to day; And from it love’s pure light is richly streaming, To cleanse the heart and banish sin away. To this dear cross the eyes of men are turning, Today as in the ages lost to sight; And for Thee, O Christ, men’s hearts are yearning, As shipwrecked seamen yearn for morning light. The cross, O Christ, Thy wondrous love revealing, Awakes our hearts as with the light of morn, And pardon o’er our sinful spirits stealing, Tells us that we, in Thee, have been reborn. Like echoes to sweet temple bells replying Our hearts, O Lord, make answer to Thy love; And we will love Thee with a love undying, Till we are gathered to Thy home above.

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• [Gal 6:14] Blest Jesus, When Thy Cross I View

  Blest Jesus, when Thy cross I view, That mystery to th’angelic host, I gaze with grief and rapture, too, And all my soul’s in wonder lost. What strange compassion filled Thy breast, That brought Thee from Thy throne on high, To woes that cannot be expressed, To be despised, to groan and die! For man didst Thou forsake the sky, To bleed upon the accursed tree? And didst Thou taste of death, to buy Immortal life and bliss for me? Had I a voice to praise Thy Name, Loud as the trump that wakes the dead, Had I the raptured seraph’s flame, My debt of love could ne’er be paid. Yet Lord, a sinner’s heart receive, This burdened, contrite heart of mine; Thou knowest I’ve naught beside to give; And let it be for ever Thine.

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• [Gal 6:14] Cross Of Jesus

  Cross of Jesus, cross of sorrow, Where the blood of Christ was shed, Perfect Man on thee did suffer, Perfect God on thee has bled! Here the King of all the ages, Throned in light ere worlds could be, Robed in mortal flesh is dying, Crucified by sin for me. O mysterious condescending! O abandonment sublime! Very God Himself is bearing All the sufferings of time! Evermore for human failure By His passion we can plead; God has born all mortal anguish, Surely He will know our need. This—all human thought surpassing— This is earth’s most awful hour, God has taken mortal weakness! God has laid aside His Power! Once the Lord of brilliant seraphs, Winged with love to do His will, Now the scorn of all His creatures, And the aim of every ill. Up in Heaven, sublimest glory Circled round Him from the first; But the earth finds none to serve Him, None to quench His raging thirst. Who shall fathom that descending, From the rainbow circled throne, Down to earth’s most base profaning, Dying desolate alone. From the “Holy, Holy, Holy, We adore Thee, O most High,” Down to earth’s blaspheming voices And the shout of “Crucify.” Cross of Jesus, cross of sorrow, Where the blood of Christ was shed, Perfect Man on thee did suffer, Perfect God on thee has bled!

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• [Gal 6:14] Hallelujah For The Cross!

  The cross, it standeth fast— Hallelujah, hallelujah! Defying every blast— Hallelujah, hallelujah! The winds of hell have blown, The world its hate hath shown, Yet it is not overthrown— Hallelujah for the cross! Refrain Hallelujah, hallelujah, Hallelujah for the cross; Hallelujah, hallelujah, It shall never suffer loss! It is the old cross still— Hallelujah, hallelujah! Its triumph let us tell— Hallelujah, hallelujah! The grace of God here shone Thru Christ, the blessèd Son, Who did for sin atone— Hallelujah for the cross! Refrain ’Twas here the debt was paid— Hallelujah, hallelujah! Our sins on Jesus laid— Hallelujah, hallelujah! So round the cross we sing Of Christ, our offering, Of Christ, our living King— Hallelujah for the cross! Refrain

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• [Gal 6:14] I Saw The Cross Of Jesus

  When the night is o’er and the shadows past, And eternal dawn dispels the gloom of earthly care; In the home of God I shall rest at last, In the land of Eden I shall dwell forever there. Refrain I shall walk the streets of the city of God With its tree of life so bright, so fair, There will be no night—Jesus is the light, I shall dwell forever there. Tho’ my sky be filled with the clouds of time, And my soul is burdened with forebodings of despair, Yet, my heart is cheered, for the hope is mine, If I trust in Jesus I shall dwell forever there. Refrain How my heart will sing when I see the King, For there is no sovereign that with Jesus can compare; So the sacrifice of a life I’ll bring, And with Him in glory, I shall dwell forever there. Refrain

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• [Gal 6:14] In The Cross Of Christ I Glory

  In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o’er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. When the woes of life o’ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me, Lo! it glows with peace and joy. When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming Adds more luster to the day. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o’er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.

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• [Gal 6:14] The Old Rugged Cross

  On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, The emblem of suffering and shame; And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain. Refrain So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it some day for a crown. O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world, Has a wondrous attraction for me; For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above To bear it to dark Calvary. Refrain In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine, A wondrous beauty I see, For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died, To pardon and sanctify me. Refrain To the old rugged cross I will ever be true; Its shame and reproach gladly bear; Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away, Where His glory forever I’ll share. Refrain

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• [Gal 6:14] The Sign Of The Cross

  The sign of the cross I triumphantly bear, Though none of my kindred that emblem may wear. I joyfully follow the champions of right, Who march on to glory, who march on to glory, Who march on to glory with weapons of might. The Pillar that guides us through peril and strife, The Rock that is cleft, giving waters of life, Is Christ and His cross. By His Spirit and Word The heart He refreshes, the heart He refreshes, The heart He refreshes, our Savior and Lord. O Shepherd, abide with us, care for us still, And feed us and lead us, and teach us Thy will, And when in Thy heavenly fold we shall be, Our thanks and our praises, our thanks and our praises, Our thanks and our praises we’ll render to Thee.

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• [Gal 6:14] When I Survey The Wondrous Cross

  When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God! All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e’er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? His dying crimson, like a robe, Spreads o’er His body on the tree; Then I am dead to all the globe, And all the globe is dead to me. Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. To Christ, who won for sinners grace By bitter grief and anguish sore, Be praise from all the ransomed race Forever and forevermore.

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