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Mazmur 6:1

Amsal 3:11-12

Kolose 1:9

Yakobus 1:12

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Mazmur 6:1

• [Mzm 6:1] Lord, I Can Suffer Thy Rebukes

  Lord, I can suffer Thy rebukes, When Thou with kindness dost chastise; But Thy fierce wrath I cannot bear: O let it not against me rise. Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel; The wounds Thine heavy hand hath made, O let Thy gentler touches heal! See how I pass my weary days In sighs and groans; and when ’tis night My bed is watered with my tears; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. Look, how the powers of nature mourn! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall Thine hour of grace return? When shall I make Thy grace my song? I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair; But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. Depart, ye tempters, from my soul; And all despairing thoughts, depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 6:1] Lord, Rebuke Me Not In Anger

  Lord, rebuke me not in anger, Nor in wrath still chasten me, Pity now and show me mercy, Help thou my infirmity. I am vexed; no longer tarry, Nor the way of anger take. Lord, O Lord, my soul deliver, Save me for Thy mercy’s sake. Shall the dead Thy Name remember? Can they praise Thee from the grave? Pity, Lord, my sad condition, Lo, my bed with tears I lave. I am worn and near exhausted, Wasted now mine eye appears; Part from me, ye adversaries, God hath marked my falling tears. God hath heard my supplication, He will surely grant my plea, Let mine enemies be routed, Be defeated suddenly.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yeremia 31:18

• [Yer 31:18] Return, O Wanderer, Return

  Return, O wanderer, return, And seek an injured Father’s face; Those warm desires that in thee burn Were kindled by reclaiming grace. Return, O wanderer, return, And seek a Father’s melting heart, Whose pitying eyes thy grief discern, Whose hand can heal thine inward smart. Return, O wanderer, return, He heard thy deep repentant sigh, He saw thy softened spirit mourn When no intruding ear was nigh. Return, O wanderer, return, Thy Savior bids thy spirit live; Go to His bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. Return, O wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear; ’Tis God who says, “No longer mourn,” ’Tis mercy’s voice invites thee near.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Ibrani 12:5-11

• [Ibr 12:5] Afflictions Do Not Come Alone

  Afflictions do not come alone, A voice attends the rod; By both He to His saints is known, A Father and a God! Let not My children slight the stroke I for chastisement send; Nor faint beneath My kind rebuke, For still I am their Friend. The wicked I perhaps may leave Awhile, and not reprove; But all the children I receive I scourge, because I love. If therefore you were left without This needful discipline; You might, with cause, admit a doubt, If you, indeed, were Mine. Shall earthly parents then expect Their children to submit? And wilt not you, when I correct, Be humbled at My feet? To please themselves they oft chastise, And put their sons to pain; But you are precious in My eyes, And shall not smart in vain. I see your hearts, at present, filled With grief, and deep distress; But soon these bitter seeds shall yield The fruits of righteousness. Break through the clouds, dear Lord, and shine! Let us perceive Thee nigh! And to each mourning child of Thine These gracious words apply.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yakobus 1:12

• [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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  source: Cyberhymnal