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Ibrani 1:2

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Yakobus 5:2

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Yesaya 2:2

• [Yes 2:2] Behold! The Mountain Of The Lord

  Behold! the mountain of the Lord In latter days shall rise On mountain tops above the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow; Up to the hill of God, they’ll say, And to His house we’ll go. The beam that shines from Zion hill Shall lighten every land; The King Who reigns in Salem’s towers Shall all the world command. Among the nations He shall judge; His judgments truth shall guide; His scepter shall protect the just, And quell the sinner’s pride. No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign Or mar the peaceful years; To plowshares soon they beat their swords To pruning hooks their spears. No longer hosts encountering hosts, Their millions slain deplore; They hang the trumpets in the hall And study war no more. Come then, O house of Jacob, come To worship at His shrine; And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. In latter days, the Mount of God, His sacred house shall rise Above the mountains and the hills, And strike the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All Tribes and Tongues shall flow; Up to the house of God they’ll say, To Jacob’s God, we’ll go. To us He’ll point the ways of truth: The sacred Path we’ll tread From Salem and from Zion-Hill His law shall then proceed. Among the nations and the isles, As Judge supreme, He’ll sit: And, vested with unbounded power Will punish or seguit. No strife shall rage, nor angry feuds, Disturb these peaceful years; To plowshares then they’ll beat their swords, To pruning hooks their spears. Then nation shan’t ’gainst nation rise, And slaughtered house deplore: They’ll lay the useless trumpet by, And study war no more. O come ye, then, of Jacob’s house, Our hearts now let us join: And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. O’er mountain tops, the mount of God In latter days, shall rise Above the summits of the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow; Up to the mount of God, they say, And to His house we’ll go. The beams that shine from Zion’s hill Shall lighten ev’ry land; The King, who reigns in Salem’s towers Shall the whole world command. Among the nations He shall judge, His judgments truth shall guide; His scepter shall protect the just, And crush the sinner’s pride. No war shall rage, nor hostile strife Disturb those happy years; To plough shares men shall beat their swords, To pruning hooks their spears. No longer hosts, encountering hosts, Shall crowds of slain deplore; They’ll lay the martial trumpet by, And study war no more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Hosea 3:5

• [Hos 3:5] Behold, The Heathen Waits To Know

  Behold, the heathen waits to know The joy the Gospel will bestow; The exiled captive, to receive The freedom Jesus has to give. Come, let us, with a grateful heart, In this blest labor share a part; Our prayers and offerings gladly bring To aid the triumphs of our King. Our hearts exult in songs of praise That we have seen these latter days When our Redeemer shall be known Where Satan long hath held his throne. Where’er His hand hath spread the skies Sweet incense to His Name shall rise; And slave and freeman, Greek and Jew, By sovereign grace be formed anew.

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  source: Cyberhymnal