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Ratapan 3:55-58

Daniel 3:11-25

Matius 27:63-66

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Ratapan 3:55-58

• [Rat 3:55] This My Plea

  What I am, Thine eye can see, Yet I come, O Lord, to Thee. Though my sins are crimson red, Yet for me Thy blood was shed. Refrain This my plea, my only plea: Through Thy off’ring once for me, I may cast myself on Thee, Jesus, my Redeemer. As I am, I seek Thy face, Kneeling at the door of grace; O forgive this heart of mine, Cleanse me now and seal me Thine. Refrain As I am, O blessèd Lord, I believe and trust Thy Word; Let my soul no longer roam, Take, O take the wand’rer home. Refrain Lost, but found, my sins forgiv’n, Child of God and heir of Heav’n; Lost, but found, what joy is mine! Thou dost cleanse and keep me Thine. Refrain

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Daniel 3:11-25

• [Dan 3:17] He Is Able To Deliver Thee

  ’Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung; ’Tis the grandest theme for a mortal tongue; ’Tis the grandest theme that the world e’er sung, “Our God is able to deliver thee.” Refrain He is able to deliver thee, He is able to deliver thee; Though by sin oppressed, go to Him for rest; “Our God is able to deliver thee.” ’Tis the grandest theme in the earth or main; ’Tis the grandest theme for a mortal strain; ’Tis the grandest theme, tell the world again, “Our God is able to deliver thee.” Refrain ’Tis the grandest theme, let the tidings roll, To the guilty heart, to the sinful soul; Look to God in faith, He will make thee whole, “Our God is able to deliver thee.” Refrain

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• [Dan 3:17] He’s Able And Willing

  A sinner more wretched than I, There could not be; ’Till Jesus the mighty, came nigh, To set me free, I opened my heart to His call, His own to be, And when I surrendered all, My Lord saved me. Refrain He’s able and willing to save, Able, willing, He’s able and willing to save, For He saved me. His power no limit can know, His grace is mine; His love He is willing to show, ’Tis love divine; His mercy is offered today, So full, so free, He’ll never turn you away, For He saved me. Refrain He’s able and willing to go O’er mountains steep, Or down in the valley so low, Or stormy deep: If willing His bidding to do, His own you’ll be, I know He can keep you true, For He keeps me.

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• [Dan 3:25] The Bloodwashed Pilgrim

  I saw a wayworn traveler, in tattered garments clad, And struggling up the mountain, it seemed that he was sad; His back was laden heavy, his strength was almost gone, Yet he shouted as he journeyed, “Deliverance will come!” Refrain Then palms of victory, crowns of glory, Palms of victory I shall wear. The summer sun was shining, the sweat was on his brow, His garments worn and dusty, his step seemed very slow; But he kept pressing onward, for he was wending home, Still shouting as he journeyed, “Deliverance will come!” Refrain The songsters in the arbor that stood beside the way Attracted his attention, inviting his delay: His watchword being “Onward!” he stopped his ears and ran, Still shouting as he journeyed, “Deliverance will come!” Refrain I saw him in the evening; the sun was bending low; He’d overtopped the mountain, and reached the vale below: He saw the Golden City—his everlasting home— And shouted loud, “Hosanna! Deliverance will come!” Refrain While gazing on that city, just o’er the narrow flood, A band of holy angels came from the throne of God; They bore him on their pinions safe o’er the dashing foam, And joined him in his triumph: Deliverance had come! Refrain I heard the song of triumph they sang upon that shore, Saying, “Jesus has redeemed us to suffer nevermore!” Then casting his eyes backward on the race which he had run, He shouted loud, “Hosanna! Deliverance has come!” Refrain I saw a blood washed pilgrim, a sinner saved by grace, Upon the King’s highway, with peaceful, shining face; Temptations sore beset him, but nothing could afright; He said, “The yoke is easy, the burden, it is light.” Refrain Then palms of victory, crowns of glory, Palms of victory I shall wear. His helmet was salvation, a simple faith his shield, And righteousness his breastplate, the spirit’s sword he’d wield. All fiery darts arrested, and quenched their blazing flight; He cried “The yoke is easy, the burden, it is light.” Refrain I saw him in the furnace; he doubted not, nor feared, And in the flames beside him, the Son of God appeared; Though seven times ’twas heated, with all the tempter’s might, He cried, “The yoke is easy, the burden, it is light.” Refrain ’Mid storms, and clouds, and trials, in prison, at the stake, He leaped for joy, rejoicing, ’twas all for Jesus’ sake; That God should count him worthy, was such supreme delight, He cried, “The yoke is easy, the burden, is so light.” Refrain I saw him overcoming, through all the swelling strife, Until he crossed the threshold of God’s eternal life; The crown, the throne, the scepter, the name, the stone so white, Were his, who found, in Jesus, the yoke and burden light. Refrain

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Matius 27:63-66

• [Mat 27:63] Now The Green Blade Rises

  Now the green blade rises from the buried grain, Wheat that in the dark earth many years has lain; Love lives again, that with the dead has been: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green. In the grave they laid Him, Love Whom we had slain, Thinking that He’d never wake to life again, Laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green. Up He sprang at Easter, like the risen grain, He that for three days in the grave had lain; Up from the dead my risen Lord is seen: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green. When our hearts are saddened, grieving or in pain, By Your touch You call us back to life again; Fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been: Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green.

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• [Mat 27:64] Sealed Was The Tomb

  Sealed was the tomb, guarded by soldiers, Brightly the moonlight shone around; Roadway and hill gleamed in the brightness, Flooded with light the garden’s bound. Brighter the light seen ’neath the olives; Forms bright as sunlight, ’mid the trees, Soldiers were there, clad as for warfare; Lo! they are gone, and who are these? See yonder, hast’ning to the city, The trembling soldiers in terror go! Earthquake astounding, strange light surrounding, Drive them away these things to show. Refrain O wonderful light in the garden, That fadeth not away! The King Who was laid in the shadow With vict’ry is crowned this glorious day. Darkly they plan; falsely as darkly, Stories that He was borne away— Borne by His friends, poor weak disciples, Stol’n when the moon was bright as day! Soldiers of Rome ne’er slept on duty, False was the tale for silver told; Death could not hold that mighty Victor! Lift up your heads, ye gates of gold! The morn of glory hath awakened, And death no longer holds boundless pow’r; Empty the prison, Jesus has risen; Time hath no richer, grander hour. Refrain

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• [Mat 27:66] Lift Up, Lift Up Your Voices Now

  Lift up, lift up your voices now! The whole wide world rejoices now; The Lord has triumphed gloriously, The Lord shall reign victoriously. In vain with stone the cave they barred; In vain the watch kept ward and guard; Majestic from the spoilèd tomb, In pomp of triumph Christ is come. And all He did, and all He bare, He gives us as our own to share; And hope, and joy and peace begin, For Christ has won, and man shall win. O Victor, aid us in the fight, And lead through death to realms of light; We safely pass where Thou hast trod; In Thee we die to rise to God. Thy flock, from sin and death set free, Glad alleluias raise to Thee; And ever with the heavenly host Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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• [Mat 27:66] Wake, Sweetest Strain

  Low in the grave they had buried Christ the Savior; Dark was the night round the silent guarded tomb, But with the dawn came a glow of heav’nly splendor Glory filled the earth dispelling gloom. Refrain Wake, sweetest strains of music! Telling out the story How from death the Savior rose To live forevermore. Wake, sweetest strains of music! Drive away all sadness Let your anthems ring from shore to shore. Close to the tomb were the soldiers vigil keeping, When from above came a form of dazzling light, Then He arose from the grave a mighty Victor Angels welcomed Him in robes of white. Refrain Joy to the world, let this day be filled with gladness— Wake sweetest strains join this happy Easter song, Peace shall abide for the grave has lost its terror Christ is risen—let His praise prolong. Refrain

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