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Daniel 3:19

Daniel 3:25

Yohanes 19:33-34

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Daniel 3:25

• [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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Yohanes 11:39-40

• [Yoh 11:39] Roll The Stone Away

  Jesus was standing beside a grave, Weeping, but knowing His power to save; “Take ye away now the stone from the door,” And Christ will His power display. Refrain They rolled the stone away, For Christ was there that day, And called upon a man to leave the darkened grave. We’ll roll the stone away, For He is here today, And waits to show His mighty power, His power to save. Jesus is speaking to you in song, Asking why you have delayed so long? While men are lying in grave-clothes of sin, For whom Jesus died on the cross. Refrain Jesus is standing by hearts of sin, Knocking and saying, “Let Me come in.” Rouse, then, ye sleeper, and open the door, For Jesus has power to save. Refrain

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Yohanes 19:33-34

• [Yoh 19:34] At The Lamb’s High Feast We Sing

  At the Lamb’s high feast we sing, Praise to our victorious King, Who hath washed us in the tide Flowing from his piercèd side; Praise we Him, whose love divine Gives His sacred blood for wine, Gives His body for the feast, Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. Where the Paschal blood is poured, Death’s dark angel sheathes his sword; Israel’s hosts triumphant go Through the wave that drowns the foe. Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed, Paschal Victim, paschal Bread; With sincerity and love Eat we Manna from above. Mighty Victim from the sky, Hell’s fierce powers beneath Thee lie; Thou hast conquered in the fight, Thou hast brought us life and light; Now no more can death appall, Now no more the grave enthrall; Thou hast opened Paradise, And in Thee Thy saints shall rise. Paschal triumph, Easter joy, Only sin can this destroy; From sin’s death do Thou set free Souls reborn, O Lord, in Thee. Hymns of glory and of praise, Father, to Thee we raise; Risen Lord, all praise to Thee, Ever with the Spirit be.

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