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Matius 25:31-46

• [Mat 25:31] Up In Heaven

  Up in Heaven, up in Heaven, In the bright place far away, He Whom bad men crucified, Sitteth at His Father’s side, Til the Judgment Day. And He loves His little children, And He pleadeth for them there, Asking the great God of Heav’n That their sins may be forgiven, And He hears their prayer. Never more a helpless Baby, Born in poverty and pain, But with awful glory crowned, With His angels standing round, He shall come again. Then the wicked souls shall tremble, And the good souls shall rejoice; Parents, children, every one, Then shall stand before His throne, And shall hear His voice. And all faithful holy Christians, Who their Master’s work have done, Shall appear at His right hand And inherit the fair land That His love has won.

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• [Mat 25:32] There’s A Great Day Coming

  There’s a great day coming, a great day coming; There’s a great day coming by and by, When the saints and the sinners shall be parted right and left, Are you ready for that day to come? Refrain Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready for the judgment day? Are you ready? Are you ready? For the judgment day? There’s a bright day coming, a bright day coming; There’s a bright day coming by and by. But its brightness shall only come to them that love the Lord. Are you ready for that day to come? Refrain There’s a sad day coming, a sad day coming; There’s a sad day coming by and by, When the sinner shall hear his doom: “Depart, I know you not!” Are you ready for that day to come? Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] Dear Lord, Who Dwellest With Us Now

  Dear Lord, who dwellest with us now In sad humanity, Give us beneath the cross to bow Which men have laid on Thee. When hunger calls to us for bread With childhood’s piteous plea, Make us to know what Thou hast said Of those who give to Thee. When stranger knocketh at our door For cheer and sympathy, Our hearts would warmest greetings pour, That we may welcome Thee. When sick and sore distressed appeal In man’s infirmity, We’d haste the broken heart to heal That we may comfort Thee. When captive lives in mortal pains Are clamoring to be free, We’d strike away the heavy chains That we may succor Thee.

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• [Mat 25:40] Fountain Of Good, To Own Thy Love

  Fountain of good, to own Thy love, Our thankful hearts incline; What can we render, Lord, to Thee, When all the worlds are Thine? But Thou hast needy brethren here, Partakers of Thy grace, Whose names Thou wilt Thyself confess Before the Father’s face. And in their accents of distress Thy pleading voice is heard; In them Thou may’st be clothed and fed And visited and cheered. Thy face with rev’rence and with love We in Thy poor would see; O may we minister to them, And in them, Lord, to Thee.

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• [Mat 25:40] God, How Can We Comprehend?

  God, how can we comprehend—though we’ve seen them times before— Lines of people without end fleeing danger, want, and war? They seek safety anywhere, hoping for a welcome hand! Can we know the pain they bear? Help us, Lord, to understand! You put music in their souls; now they struggle to survive. You gave each one gifts and goals; now they flee to stay alive. God of outcasts, may we see how you value everyone, For each homeless refugee is your daughter or your son. Lord, your loving knows no bounds; you have conquered death for all. May we hear beyond our towns to our distant neighbors’ call. Spirit, may our love increase; may we reach to all your earth, Till your whole world lives in peace; till we see each person’s worth.

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• [Mat 25:40] Heaven Is Here, Where Hymns Of Gladness

  Heaven is here, where hymns of gladness Cheer the toilers’ rugged way, In this world where clouds of sadness Often change to night our day; Heaven is here, where misery lightened Of its heavy load is seen, Where the face of sorrow brightened, By the deed of love hath been. Where the sad, the poor, despairing, Are uplifted, cheered, and blest, Where in others’ labors sharing, We can find our surest rest; Where we heed the voice of duty, Tread the path that Jesus trod; This is Heaven, its peace, its beauty, Radiant with the love of God.

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• [Mat 25:40] Inasmuch

  When saw we Thee a-hungered, Lord, And ministered unto Thee? Inasmuch as ye have done it to the least of these, Ye have done it unto Me. Refrain Blessèd lesson that we all may learn, Blessèd plaudit that we all may earn. When saw we Thee athirst, O Lord, And ministered unto Thee? Inasmuch as ye have done it to the least of these, Ye have done it unto Me. Refrain When saw we Thee a stranger, sick, Or in prison, and came to Thee? Inasmuch as ye have done it to the least of these, Ye have done it unto Me. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] Jesus, My Lord, How Rich Thy Grace!

  Jesus, my Lord, how rich Thy grace! Thy bounties, how complete! How shall I count the matchless sum! How pay the mighty debt! High on a throne of radiant light Dost Thou exalted shine; What can my poverty bestow, When all the worlds are Thine? But Thou hast brethren here below, The partners of Thy grace, And wilt confess their humble names Before Thy Father’s face. In them Thou mayst be clothed and fed, And visited and cheered, And in their accents of distress My Savior’s voice is heard. Thy face with reverence and with love, I in Thy poor would see; O rather let me beg my bread, Than hold it back from Thee!

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• [Mat 25:40] Jesus, Thou Divine Companion

  Jesus, Thou divine Companion, By Thy lowly human birth Thou hast come to join the workers, Burden bearers of the earth. Thou, the Carpenter of Nazareth, Toiling for Thy daily food, By Thy patience and Thy courage, Thou hast taught us toil is good. They who tread the path of labor Follow where Thy feet have trod; They who work without complaining Do the holy will of God. Thou, the Peace that passeth knowledge, Dwellest in the daily strife; Thou, the Bread of heaven, broken In the sacrament of life. Every task, however simple, Sets the soul that does it free; Every deed of love and kindness Done to man is done to Thee. Jesus, Thou divine Companion, Help us all to do our best; Bless in our daily labor, Lead us to the Sabbath rest.

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• [Mat 25:40] Just A Little

  Just a little kindness shown along the weary road; Just a little lifting of another’s heavy load; Just a little pity that is tenderly bestowed, May win a soul for Jesus. Refrain In the name of Him Who died for you, To your vow of service are you true? Never, then, neglect it, For when you least expect it, You may win a soul for Jesus. Just a little sacrifice of ease that we have earned; Just a little sharing of a lesson we have learned; Just a little stirring of the flame that low has burned, May win a soul for Jesus. Refrain Just a little pleading in the name of Him Who died; Just a little earnestness, like His, who is your Guide; Just a little longing for someone lost at your side, May win a soul for Jesus. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] Lord, Lead The Way The Savior Went

  Lord, lead the way the Savior went, By lane and cell obscure; And let love’s treasures still be spent, Like His, upon the poor. Like Him, through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the world’s sad weight, We, in their crowded loneliness, Would seek the desolate. For Thou hast placed us side by side In this wide world of ill; And, that Thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still. Mean are all offerings we can make; Yet Thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Savior’s sake, They lose not their reward.

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• [Mat 25:40] Lord Of Glory, Who Hast Bought Us

  Lord of Glory, who hast bought us with Thy lifeblood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones that tremendous sacrifice; And with that hast freely given blessings countless as the sand, To the unthankful and the evil with Thine own unsparing hand. Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee gladly, freely, of Thine own. With the sunshine of Thy goodness melt our thankless hearts of stone. Till our cold and selfish natures, warmed by Thee, at length believe That more happy and more blessed ’tis to give than to receive. Wondrous honor hast Thou given to our humblest charity. In Thine own mysterious sentence, “Ye have done it unto Me.” Can it be, O gracious Master, Thou dost deign for alms to sue, Saying by Thy poor and needy, “Give as I have given you”? Yes: the sorrow and the suffering, which on every hand we see, Channels are for tithes and offerings due by solemn right to Thee; Right of which we may not rob Thee, debt we may not choose but pay, Lest that face of love and pity turn from us another day. Lord of Glory, who hast bought us with Thy lifeblood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones that tremendous sacrifice; Give us faith, to trust Thee boldly; hope, to stay our souls on Thee; But O, best of all Thy graces, give us Thine own charity.

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• [Mat 25:40] O Do Some Good Deed Every Day

  O do some good deed ev’ry day, And speak kind words along the way; O sing a glad and cheerful song, For it may make some weak heart strong. Refrain O do some good deed ev’ry day, Then will the loving Master say: “Your deeds wrought in My Name shall be Recorded as done unto Me.” O help a brother bear his load O’er life’s uphill and dreary road; With those who need, share ev’ry day The blessings God has sent your way. Refrain O seek, and you will always find The sheaves of good to reap and bind; There’s something you can do or say For Christ the Master’s sake each day. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] O God Of Mercy! Hearken Now

  O God of mercy! hearken now Before Thy throne we humbly bow; With heart and voice to Thee we cry For all on earth who suffering lie. We seek Thee where Thou dwell’st on high; Beyond the glittering, starry sky: We find Thee where Thou dwell’st below Beside the beds of want and woe. O let the healing waters spring, Touched by Thy pitying angel’s wing; With quick’ning pow’r new strength impart To palsied will, to withered heart. Where poverty in pain must lie, Where little suffering children cry, Bid us haste forth as called by Thee, And in Thy poor Thyself to see.

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• [Mat 25:40] O God Of Mercy, God Of Might

  O God of mercy, God of might, In love and pity infinite, Teach us, as ever in Thy sight, To live our life to Thee. And Thou Who cam’st on earth to die, That fallen man might live thereby, O hear us, for to Thee we cry In hope, O Lord, to Thee. Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught, To feel for those Thy blood hath bought; That every word and deed and thought May work a work for Thee. For all are brethren, far and wide, Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died; Then teach us, whatsoe’er betide, To love them all in Thee. In sickness, sorrow, want or care, Whate’er it be, ’tis ours to share; May we, when help is needed, there Give help as unto Thee. And may Thy Holy Spirit move All those who live, to live in love, Till Thou shalt greet in Heaven above All those who live to Thee.

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• [Mat 25:40] O, Sing We A Carol

  O, sing we a carol all blithe and free, And fit for our Christmas morn, For the world is as cold as the cold can be, Though its Lord on this day was born; Though its Lord on this day was born: ’Tis a wintry time for the rich and poor, And who should be driv’n from a Christian’s door? Refrain ’Tis a wintry time for the rich and poor, And who should be driven from a Christian’s door? And who should be driv’n from a Christian’s door? For the angel’s song at the birth of Christ, With tidings of joy began; And it rang with a glory to God in the highest, And a brotherhood true for man; Yet ’twas winter time for rich and poor, When the shepherds came to the stable door. Yet ’twas winter time for the rich and poor, Refrain True sages were they who to Bethlehem led, Brought frankincense, myrrh, and gold, Which they offered to Christ on His manger bed, With a reverent love untold. Yet ’twas winter time for rich and poor, When the wise men knelt at the stable door. Yet ’twas winter time for the rich and poor, Refrain Cannot we make our offerings now to Christ’s need, When His poor all around we see? “Inasmuch as to them we have done the deed,” He will say, “Ye have done to Me.” He will say, “Ye have done to Me.” ’Tis a wintry time for the rich and poor, And who should be driv’n from a Christian’s door? Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] O Jesus, Master, When Today

  O Jesus, Master, when today, I meet, along the crowded way, My burdened brothers—mine and Thine— May then through me Thy Spirit shine. To cheer them in their onward way, Till evening ends the varied day, To kindle so a growing light, Where else might be but gloom and night. Grant, too, that they my need may know, As side by side we onward go— An equal need of kindly thought, And love like that which Thou hast taught. Then give our hands a touch divine, And to our voices tones like Thine, As side by side we onward go, Nor need each other’s name to know.

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• [Mat 25:40] Others

  Lord, help me live from day to day In such a self-forgetful way That even when I kneel to pray My prayer shall be for—Others. Refrain Others, Lord, yes others, Let this my motto be, Help me to live for others, That I may live like Thee. Help me in all the work I do To ever be sincere and true And know that all I’d do for You Must needs be done for—Others. Refrain Let “Self” be crucified and slain And buried deep: and all in vain May efforts be to rise again, Unless to live for—Others. Refrain And when my work on earth is done, And my new work in Heav’n’s begun, May I forget the crown I’ve won, While thinking still of—Others. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] Poor Wayfaring Man Of Grief, A

  A poor wayfaring Man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief That I could never answer nay. I had not power to ask his name, Whereto he went, or whence he came; Yet there was something in his eye That won my love; I knew not why. Once, when my scanty meal was spread, He entered; not a word he spake, Just perishing for want of bread. I gave him all; he blessed it, brake, And ate, but gave me part again. Mine was an angel’s portion then, For while I fed with eager haste, The crust was manna to my taste. I spied him where a fountain burst Clear from the rock; his strength was gone. The heedless water mocked his thirst; He heard it, saw it hurrying on. I ran and raised the suff’rer up; Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, Dipped and returned it running o’er; I drank and never thirsted more. ’Twas night; the floods were out; it blew A winter hurricane aloof. I heard his voice abroad and flew To bid him welcome to my roof. I warmed and clothed and cheered my guest And laid him on my couch to rest; Then made the earth my bed, and seemed In Eden’s garden while I dreamed. Stripped, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side. I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment—he was healed. I had myself a wound concealed, But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart. In pris’n I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor’s doom at morn. The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him ’mid shame and scorn. My friendship’s utmost zeal to try, He asked if I for him would die. The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill, But my free spirit cried, “I will!” Then in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise. The tokens in His hands I knew; The Savior stood before mine eyes. He spake, and my poor name He named, “Of Me thou hast not been ashamed. These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto Me.”

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• [Mat 25:40] Somebody Else Needs A Blessing

  We’re “counting” the blessings, our joys we record, The wonderful mercies like sunbeams outpoured; But let us remember while praising the Lord, Somebody else needs a blessing. Refrain Somebody else needs a blessing, Somebody else needs a blessing; We’ll let our lights shine to His glory divine, Somebody else needs a blessing. We’ll go, like the Savior, to comfort the sad; With love’s healing portion we’ll make others glad, Until, with fresh verdure, life’s deserts are clad; Somebody else needs a blessing. Refrain We’ll tell the old story again and again; Salvation for sinners, good will unto men, Till Gospel songs echo from mountain to glen; Somebody else needs a blessing. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] This Is Our Endeavor

  Lonely hearts to comfort, Weary lives to cheer— This is our endeavor, This our mission here; Seeking out the lost ones On the mountains cold, We would gladly bring them To the Shepherd’s fold. Pressing on together, Doing good to all, In the name of Jesus, Lifting those who fall; To the poor and friendless Give with open hand— This is our endeavor, This the Lord’s command. Onward, ever onward, Trusting in the Lord, Look we for the promise Of a blest reward, Robes and palms of glory, Mansions bright and fair, Welcome from the Savior, Rest for ever there.

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• [Mat 25:40] We All Can Do Something For Jesus

  Our school is a vineyard, a garden of truth, Where all can do something for Jesus; And though we are just in the morning of youth, We all can do something for Jesus; The deep, rolling river that flows to the sea Is made of the brooklet that sparkles so free; A lesson, dear children, for you and for me, We all can do something for Jesus. The deep, rolling river that flows to the sea Is made of the brooklet that sparkles so free. Refrain We all can do something for Jesus, Something, something, We all can do something for Jesus, Something for Jesus. A word to the erring, of kindness and love, May often remind them of Jesus; A song of our beautiful mansion above, May lead a poor wand’rer to Jesus; The acorn, when planted, though small it may be, How quickly it grows to a wide spreading tree; A lesson, dear children, for you and for me, We all can do something for Jesus. The acorn, when planted, though small it may be, How quickly it grows to a wide spreading tree. Refrain Oh! sweeter, far sweeter, than riches or fame, To feel we are working for Jesus; The cup of cold water we give in His Name, Will bring us the blessings of Jesus; The brook and the acorn, the leaf and the tree Are teaching a lesson to you and to me; No matter how simple the effort may be, We all can do something for Jesus. The brook and the acorn, the leaf and the tree Are teaching a lesson to you and to me. Refrain

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• [Mat 25:40] When Thy Heart, With Joy O’erflowing

  When thy heart, with joy o’erflowing, Sings a thankful prayer, In thy joy, O let thy brother With thee share. When the harvest sheaves ingathered Fill thy barns with store, To thy God and to thy brother Give the more. If thy soul, with power uplifted, Yearn for glorious deed, Give thy strength to serve thy brother In his need. Share with him thy bread of blessing, Sorrow’s burden share; When thy heart enfolds a brother God is there.

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• [Mat 25:41] And Will The Judge Descend?

  And will the Judge descend, And must the dead arise And not a single soul escape His all discerning eyes? And from His righteous lips Shall this dread sentence sound And through the numerous guilty throng Spread black despair around: “Depart from Me, accursed, To everlasting flame, For rebel angels first prepared, Where mercy never came”? How will my heart endure The terrors of that day When earth and Heav’n before His face Astonished shrink away? But ere that trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead, Hark from the Gospel’s cheering sound What joyful tidings spread: Ye sinners, seek His grace Whose wrath ye cannot bear; Fly to the shelter of His cross And find salvation there. So shall that curse remove, By which the Savior bled; And the last awful day shall pour His blessings on your head.

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• [Mat 25:41] That Awful Day Will Surely Come

  That awful day will surely come, Th’appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test. Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, Thou Sovereign of my heart! How could I bear to hear Thy voice Pronounce the sound, “Depart!” The thunder of that dismal word Would so torment my ear, ’Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, With most tormenting fear. What! to be banished from my Life, And yet forbid to die! To linger in eternal pain, Yet death forever fly! O, wretched state of deep despair! To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station where I must not taste His love. Jesus, I throw my arms around, And hang upon Thy breast; Without a gracious smile from Thee My spirit cannot rest. O, tell me that my worthless name Is graven on Thy hands; Show me some promise in Thy book Where my salvation stands! Give me one kind assuring word To sink my fears again, And cheerfully my soul shall wait Her threescore years and ten.

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• [Mat 25:41] Woe To The Men On Earth Who Dwell

  Woe to the men on earth who dwell, Nor dread the Almighty’s frown, When God doth all His wrath reveal, And shower His judgments down! Sinners, expect those heaviest showers, To meet your God prepare; For, lo! the seventh angel pours His phial in the air. Lo! from their seats the mountains leap, The mountains are not found; Transported far into the deep, And in the ocean drowned. Who then shall live, and face the throne, And face the Judge severe? When heaven and earth are fled and gone, O where shall I appear? Now, only now, against that hour We may a place provide; Beyond the grave, beyond the power Of hell, our spirits hide: Firm in the all destroying shock, May view the final scene; For, lo! the everlasting Rock Is cleft to take us in.

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• [Mat 25:42] O How Can They Look Up To Heaven?

  O how can they look up to Heaven, And ask for mercy there, Who never soothed the poor man’s pang, Nor dried the orphan’s tear? The dread omnipotence of Heaven We every hour provoke; Yet still the mercy of our God Withholds the avenging stroke. And Christ was still the healing friend Of poverty and pain; And never did imploring soul His garment touch in vain. May we with humble effort take Example from above; And thence the active lesson learn Of charity and love! But chiefly be the labor ours To shade the early plant; To guard from ignorance and guilt The infancy of want; To graft the virtues, ere the bud The canker worm has gnawed, And teach the rescued child to lisp Its gratitude to God.

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• [Mat 25:46] Eternity

  Deep and grand in tones sublime, Hear the passing bells of time, Ring the dirge of moments dead, Golden hours whose joys are fled— Still those bells of time we hear, Tolling, tolling: Hark! the word: Refrain Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! In the rosy morning fair, In the sultry noonday glare, In the dewy evening bright, In the silent hush of night— Still those bells of time we hear, Tolling, tolling, loud and clear: Refrain When with breaking heart we bend, O’er a tried and faithful friend, When the parting hour draws nigh, And we catch the last “goodbye”— Still those bells of time we hear, Tolling, tolling, loud and clear: Refrain Precious word! if safe we stand On the Christian’s borderland Trusting Him, whose loving smile Lights and cheers us all the while— Bells of time with joy we hear, Tolling, tolling, sweet and clear: Refrain

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Wahyu 1:7

• [Why 1:7] Lo, He Comes With Clouds Descending

  Lo! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favored sinners slain; Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of His train: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! God appears on earth to reign. Every eye shall now behold Him Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at naught and sold Him, Pierced and nailed Him to the tree, Deeply wailing, deeply wailing, deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. Every island, sea, and mountain, Heav’n and earth, shall flee away; All who hate Him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day: Come to judgment! Come to judgment! Come to judgment! Come to judgment! Come away! Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear; All His saints, by man rejected, Now shall meet Him in the air: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! See the day of God appear! Answer Thine own bride and Spirit, Hasten, Lord, the general doom! The new Heav’n and earth t’inherit, Take Thy pining exiles home: All creation, all creation, all creation, Travails! groans! and bids Thee come! The dear tokens of His passion Still His dazzling body bears; Cause of endless exultation To His ransomed worshippers; With what rapture, with what rapture, with what rapture Gaze we on those glorious scars! Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne; Savior, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for Thine own; O come quickly! O come quickly! O come quickly! Everlasting God, come down! Lo! He cometh, countless Trumpets, Blow before his bloody Sign! ’Midst ten Thousand Saints and Angels, See the Crucified shine, Allelujah! Welcome, welcome bleeding Lamb! Now his Merits by the Harpers, Thro’ the eternal Deeps resounds! resplendent shine his Nail Prints, Ev’ry Eye shall see his Wounds! They who pierc’d Him, shall at his appearing wail. Ev’ry Island, Sea, and Mountain, Heav’n and Earth shall flee away! All who hate him must ashamed, Hear the Trump proclaim the Day: Come to Judgment! Stand before the Son of Man! All who love him view his Glory Shining in his bruised Face: His dear Person on the Rainbow, Now his Peoples Heads shall raise: Happy Mourners! Now on Clouds he comes! He comes! Now Redemption long expected, See, in solemn Pomp appear; All his People, once despised, Now shall meet him in the Air: Allelujah! Now the promis’d Kingdom’s come! View him smiling, now determin’d, Ev’ry Evil to destroy! All the nations now shall sing him, Songs of everlasting Joy! O come quickly! Allelujah! Come Lord, come!

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Wahyu 20:11-15

• [Why 20:12] Is It There?

  Is my hope on the rifted Rock, Cleft by the Lord for me? Is my name in the book of life? O that my faith could see! Refrain Is it there, is it there, Bright on the page so fair? Is it there, is it there, Safe in my Father’s care? Do I walk with a steadfast eye Fixed on the heavenly land? Is my name in the book of life Graved by a Savior’s hand? Refrain Can I say, with a trusting heart, Jesus, Thy will, not mine? Is my name in the book of life, Sealed by His blood divine? Refrain When in death I shall calmly sleep, Jesus, to wake with Thee, There my name in the book of life Grant that my eye may see. Refrain

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• [Why 20:12] My Record Will Be There

  In a day that is not far, At the blazing judgment bar, Even now the awful summons I can hear; I must meet the mighty God, I must face His holy Word, I must stand before the judgment bar. Refrain Oh, my record will be there, Be its pages dark or fair, When I stand before the judgment bar. When the books shall open be, In that morning by and by, Oh, my record, oh, my record will be there. I must meet each broken vow, That I hold so lightly now, Every heartache I have caused, each sigh, each tear; Things that time cannot erase, I must meet them face to face, When I stand before the judgment bar. Refrain Every secret lust and thought There shall be to judgment brought, When the Lord in all His glory shall appear; All the deeds of darkest night Shall come out to greet the light, When I stand before the judgment bar. Refrain I must meet my cankered gold, For whose greed my life was sold, It shall mock me in the judgment’s lurid glare; Saying we have sold for naught, All the Savior’s blood has bought, You must stand before the judgment bar. Refrain Let me turn and seek the Lord, Let me trust His holy Word, Let me bow and call upon Him while He’s near; Then when I my record face, He will answer in my place When I stand before the judgment bar. Refrain

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• [Why 20:12] That Great, Tremendous Day’s Approaching

  That great, tremendous day’s approaching, That awful scene is drawing nigh, Which was foretold by ancient prophets, Decreed from all eternity. Prepare my soul, reflect and wonder, That awful scene in drawing near, When you shall see the great transaction, When Christ in judgment shall appear. See nature standing in amazement, To hear the last loud trumpet sound; Arise, ye dead, and come to judgment, Ye nations of this world around: The orbèd lamps all veiled in sackcloth, No more their shining circuit run, The wheel of time now stopped forever, Eternal things are now begun. Green graveyards, and the tombs of marble, Give up their dead, both small and great; And the whole world, both saint and sinner, Are coming to the judgment seat; See Jesus on the throne of justice, In clouds descending from the sky, With countless hosts of shining angels, With hallelujahs shout for joy.

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• [Why 20:12] Time, By Moments, Steals Away

  Time, by moments, steals away, First the hour, and then the day; Small the daily loss appears, Yet it soon amounts to years: Thus another year is flown, Now it is no more our own (If it brought or promised good) Than the years before the flood. But (may none of us forget) It has left us much in debt; Favors from the Lord received, Sins that have His Spirit grieved; Marked by an unerring hand In His book recorded stand; Who can tell the vast amount, Placed to each of our account? Happy, the believing soul! Christ for you has paid the whole; While you own the debt is large, You may plead a full discharge: But poor careless sinner, say, What can you to justice pay? Tremble, lest when life is past, Into prison you be cast! Will you still increase the score? Still be careless, as before? O, forbid it, gracious Lord, Touch their spirits by Thy Word! Now, in mercy, to them show What a mighty debt they owe! All their unbelief subdue, Let them find forgiveness too. Spared to see another year, Let Thy blessing meet us here; Come, Thy dying work revive, Bid Thy drooping garden thrive: Sun of righteousness arise! Warm our hearts, and bless our eyes; Let our prayer Thy bowels move, Make this year a time of love!

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• [Why 20:12] When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder

  When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more, And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair; When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore, And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there. Refrain When the roll, is called up yon-der, When the roll, is called up yon-der, When the roll, is called up yon-der, When the roll is called up yonder I’ll be there. On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise, And the glory of His resurrection share; When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies, And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there. Refrain Let us labor for the Master from the dawn till setting sun, Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care; Then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done, And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there. Refrain

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• [Why 20:12] World Is Very Evil, The

  The world is very evil, the times are waxing late, Be sober and keep vigil, the Judge is at the gate. The Judge Who comes in mercy, the Judge Who comes in might, Who comes to end the evil, who comes to crown the right. Arise, arise, good Christian, let right to wrong succeed; Let penitential sorrow to heavenly gladness lead, To light that has no evening, that knows nor moon nor sun, The light so new and golden, the light that is but one. O home of fadeless splendor, of flowers that bear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children who here as exiles mourn; ’Midst power that knows no limits, where wisdom has no bound, The beatific vision shall glad the saints around. The peace that is for Heaven, and shall be too for earth, The palace that re-echoes with festal song and mirth; The garden breathing spices, the paradise on high; Grace beautified to glory, unceasing minstrelsy. O happy, holy portion, reflection for the blest, True vision of true beauty, true cure of the distressed! Strive, man, to win that glory; toil, man, to gain that light; Send hope before to grasp it, till hope be lost in sight. O sweet and blessèd country, the home of God’s elect! O sweet and blessèd country, that eager hearts expect! Jesu, in mercy bring us to that dear land of rest; Who art with God the Father and Spirit, ever blest.

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• [Why 20:13] Chariot, The

  The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire, As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of His ire! Lo! self moving it drives on its pathway of cloud, And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bowed. The glory! the glory! around Him are poured Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord; And the glorified saints and the martyrs are there, And there all who the palm wreaths of victory wear. The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard, Lo! the depths of the stone covered charnel are stirred; From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north, And the vast generations of man are come forth. The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set, Where the Lamb and the white vested elders are met; There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, And the doom of eternity hangs on His word. O mercy! O mercy! look down from above, Great Creator, on us, Thy sad children, with love; When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driven, May our justified souls find a welcome in Heaven.

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• [Why 20:14] Sing To The Lord, Ye Heav’nly Hosts

  Sing to the Lord, ye heav’nly hosts, And thou, O earth, adore; Let death and hell through all their coasts Stand trembling at His power. His sounding chariot shakes the sky, He makes the clouds His throne; There all His stores of lightning lie, Till vengeance darts them down. His nostrils breathe out fiery streams And from His awful tongue A sovereign voice divides the flames, And thunder roars along. Think, O my soul! the dreadful day, When this incensèd God Shall rend the sky, and burn the sea, And fling His wrath abroad. What shall the wretch, the sinner do? He once defied the Lord; But he shall dread the Thund’rer now, And sink beneath His Word. Tempests of angry fire shall roll To blast the rebel worm, And beat upon his naked soul In one eternal storm.

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• [Why 22:12] Christ Is Coming

  In the glow of early morning, In the solemn hush of night; Down from Heaven’s open portals, Steals a messenger of light, Whispering sweetly to my spirit, While the hosts of Heaven sing: This the wondrous thrilling story: Christ is coming—Christ my King. This the wondrous thrilling story— Christ is coming—Christ my King. Oft methinks I hear His footsteps, Stealing down the paths of time; And the future dark with shadows, Brightens with this hope sublime. Sound the soul inspiring anthem; Angel hosts, your harps attune; Earth’s long night is almost over, Christ is coming—coming soon. Earth’s long night is almost over, Christ is coming—coming soon. Long we’ve waited, blest Redeemer, Waited for the first bright ray Of the morn when sin and sorrow At Thy presence flee away; But our vigil’s nearly over; Hope of Heav’n, oh, priceless boon! In the east the glow appearing, Christ is coming—coming soon. In the east the glow appearing, Christ is coming—coming soon.

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• [Why 22:12] How Sweet Are The Tidings

  How sweet are the tidings that greet the pilgrim’s ear, As he wanders in exile from home! Soon, soon will the Savior in glory appear, And soon will the kingdom come. Refrain He’s coming, coming, coming soon I know, Coming back to this earth again; And the weary pilgrims will to glory go, When the Savior comes to reign. The mossy old graves where the pilgrims sleep Shall open as wide as before, And the millions that sleep in the mighty deep Shall live on this earth once more. Refrain There we’ll meet ne’er to part in our happy Eden home, Sweet songs of redemption we’ll sing; From the north, from the south, all the ransomed shall come, And worship our heav’nly King. Refrain Hallelujah, Amen! hallelujah again! Soon, if faithful, we all shall be there; O, be watchful, be hopeful, be joyful till then, And a crown of bright glory we’ll wear. Refrain

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• [Why 22:12] King Is Coming, The

  Rejoice! Rejoice! our King is coming! And the time will not be long, Until we hail the radiant dawning, And lift up the glad new song. Refrain Oh, wondrous day! oh, glorious morning, When the Son of Man shall come! May we with lamps all trimmed and burning Gladly welcome His return! Rejoice! Rejoice! our King is coming! And the time will not be long, Until we hail the radiant dawning, And lift up the glad new song. With joy we wait our King’s returning From His heavenly mansions fair; And with ten thousand saints appearing We shall meet Him in the air. Refrain Oh, may we never weary, watching, Never lay our armor down Until He come, and with rejoicing Give to each the promised crown. Refrain

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• [Why 22:12] Light Of The Lonely Pilgrim’s Heart

  Light of the lonely pilgrim’s heart, Star of the coming day, Arise, and with Thy morning beams Chase all our griefs away. Come, blessèd Lord, bid every shore And answering island sing The praises of Thy royal Name, And own Thee as their King. Bid the whole earth, responsive now To the bright world above, Break forth in rapturous strains of joy In memory of Thy love. Lord, Lord, Thy fair creation groans, The air, the earth, the sea, In unison with all our hearts, And calls aloud for Thee. Come, then, with all Thy quickening power With one awakening smile, And bid the serpent’s trail no more Thy beauteous realms defile. Thine was the cross, with all its fruits, Of grace and peace divine; Be Thine the crown of glory now, The palm of victory Thine.

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• [Why 22:12] Lord Is Coming, The

  The Lord is coming, let this be The herald note of jubilee; And when we meet and when we part The salutation from the heart. Refrain The Lord is coming, let this be The herald note of jubilee, The herald note of jubilee. The Lord is coming! sound it forth From east to west, from south to north; Speed on! speed on the tidings glad, That none who love Him may be sad. Refrain The Lord is coming, swift and sure And all His judgments shall endure; And none can hope t’escape His wrath, Who walk not in the narrow path. Refrain The earth, with her ten thousand wrongs Will soon be tuned in nobler songs; Our praise shall then, in realms of light, With all His universe unite. Refrain

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• [Why 22:12] Lord Will Come And Not Be Slow, The

  The Lord will come and not be slow; His footsteps cannot err; Before Him righteousness shall go, His royal harbinger. Mercy and truth, that long were missed, Now joyfully are met; Sweet peace and righteousness have kissed, And hand in hand are set. Rise, God, judge Thou the earth in might, This wicked earth redress; For Thou art He who shalt by right The nations all possess. The nations all whom Thou hast made Shall come, and all shall frame To bow them low before Thee, Lord! And glorify Thy Name! Truth from the earth, like to a flower, Shall bud and blossom then, And justice, from her heavenly bower, Look down on mortal men. Thee will I praise, O Lord, my God! Thee honor and adore With my whole heart; and blaze abroad Thy Name forevermore!

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• [Why 22:12] Soon!

  To You, O Lord, we lift our voice; We call from this world of pain. You left us with Your blessing, Lord, And promised to come again. You promised to come again. The years have fled, the ages flown And still we wait and pray. Your promise, Lord, our only hope, Your blessing our only stay. Your blessing our only stay. Your children, Lord, we still remain, And long to be with You. Reward Your children’s patience, Lord: Come back for Your people soon! Come back for Your people soon!

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