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Ibrani 1:4

Ibrani 4:14

Ibrani 6:19

Ibrani 11:8

Ibrani 12:22

Ibrani 12:24

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Ibrani 1:1

• [Ibr 1:1] God, Who In Various Methods Told

  God, who in various methods told His mind and will to saints of old, Sent down His Son, with truth and grace, To teach us in these latter days. Our nation reads the written Word, That book of life, that sure record: The bright inheritance of Heav’n Is by the sweet conveyance giv’n. God’s kindest thoughts are here expressed, Able to make us wise and bless’d; The doctrines are divinely true, Fit for reproof and comfort, too. [The last stanza would, obviously, need updating for a present day use.] Ye British isles, who read His love In long epistles from above, (He hath not sent His sacred Word To every land,) praise ye the Lord.

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Ibrani 2:7

• [Ibr 2:7] O Jesus, Crowned With All Renown

  O Jesus, crowned with all renown, Since Thou the earth hast trod, Thou reignest, and by Thee come down Henceforth the gifts of God. Thine is the health and Thine the wealth That in our halls abound, And Thine the beauty and the joy With which the years are crowned. Lord, in their change, let frost and heat, And winds and dews be giv’n; All fostering power, all influence sweet, Breathe from the bounteous Heav’n. Attemper fair with gentle air The sunshine and the rain, That kindly earth with timely birth May yield her fruits again. That we may feed the poor aright, And gathering round Thy throne, Here, in the holy angels’ sight, Repay Thee of Thine own: That we may praise Thee all our days, And with the Father’s Name, And with the Holy Spirit’s gifts, The Savior’s love proclaim.

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Ibrani 4:14

• [Ibr 4:14] Atoning Work Is Done, The

  The atoning work is done, The Victim’s blood is shed; And Jesus now is gone His people’s cause to plead: He stands in Heaven their great High Priest, And bears their names upon His breast. He sprinkles with His blood The mercy-seat above; For justice had withstood The purposes of love: But justice now objects no more, And mercy yields her boundless store. No temple made with hands His place of service is; In Heaven itself He stands, A heavenly priesthood His: In Him the shadows of the law Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw. And though awhile He be Hid from the eyes of men, His people look to see Their great High Priest again: In brightest glory He will come, And take His waiting people home.

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• [Ibr 4:14] Great High Priest, We See Thee Stooping

  Great High Priest, we see Thee stooping, With our names upon Thy breast, In the garden groaning, drooping, To the ground with sorrows pressed. Weeping angels stand confounded, To behold their Maker thus, And shall we remain unwounded, When we know ’twas all for us? On the cross Thy body broken, Cancels every penalty; Tempted souls produce this token All demands to satisfy. All is finished; do not doubt it, But believe your dying Lord; Never reason more about it, Only take Him at His Word. Come, behold your Savior bleeding, Streams of mercy from Him flow, Whilst before His Father pleading For those men who wrought His woe. Lo, He cried, “Father, forgive them, Though they do My life pursue, I am willing to receive them, For they know not what they do.” Come, Thou everlasting Spirit, Bring to every thankful mind All the Savior’s dying merit, All His suffering for mankind. True recorder of His passion, Now Thy living fire impart, Now reveal Thy great salvation, Preach His Gospel to our heart. Lord, we fain would trust Thee solely; ’Twas for us Thy blood was spilt; Gracious Savior, take us wholly, Take and make us what Thou wilt. Grant us now Thy heav’nly blessing, Let Thy love our songs employ; Then we’ll find Thy peace possessing, In Thy service all our joy.

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• [Ibr 4:14] With Joy We Meditate The Grace

  With joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame; He knows what sore temptations mean, For He has felt the same. But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood, While Satan’s fiery darts He bore, And did resist to blood. He in the days of feeble flesh Poured out His cries and tears, And in His measure feels afresh What every member bears. He’ll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame; The bruisèd reed He never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. Then let our humble faith address His mercy and His power; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour.

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Ibrani 6:19

• [Ibr 6:19] I Now Have Found For Hope Of Heaven

  I now have found for hope of Heaven, An anchor-ground that firm will hold; ’Twas through the cross of Jesus given, By God appointed from of old; A ground that shall enduring stay, When earth and skies have passed away, When earth and skies have passed away. ’Tis God’s own mercy never ending; Its measure all our thoughts exceeds; While Jesus, too, His arms extending, Whose heart for guilty sinners bleeds, Now with compassion calls His foes To flee from sin and endless woes, To flee from sin and endless woes. This love’s a deep, our follies hiding; The death of Christ, a matchless grace, To life and peace our spirits guiding, Where wrath no more shall find a place; His blood for us is pleading still, “Let mercy all its work fulfill, Let mercy all its work fulfill!” Upon this ground I rest most firmly, Long as the earth my dwelling prove; And wish to serve my God and Savior, Till, dying, I shall rise above, And there, rejoicing, shall adore Unbounded mercy evermore, Unbounded mercy evermore.

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• [Ibr 6:19] I’ve Anchored In Jesus

  Upon life’s boundless ocean where mighty billows roll, I’ve fixed my hope in Jesus, blest anchor of my soul; When trials fierce assail me as storms are gathering o’er, I rest upon His mercy and trust Him more. Refrain I’ve anchored in Jesus, the storms of life I’ll brave, I’ve anchored in Jesus, I fear no wind or wave. I’ve anchored in Jesus, for He hath power to save, I’ve anchored to the Rock of Ages. He keeps my soul from evil and gives me blessèd peace, His voice hath stilled the waters and bid their tumult cease; My Pilot and Deliverer, to Him I all confide, For always when I need Him, He’s at my side. Refrain He is my Friend and Savior, in Him my anchor’s cast, He drives away my sorrows and shields me from the blast; By faith I’m looking upward beyond life’s troubled sea, There I behold a haven prepared for me. Refrain

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• [Ibr 6:19] My Anchor Holds

  Though the angry surges roll On my tempest driven soul, I am peaceful, for I know, Wildly though the winds may blow, I’ve an anchor safe and sure, That can evermore endure. Refrain And it holds, my anchor holds: Blow your wildest, then, O gale, On my bark so small and frail; By His grace I shall not fail, For my anchor holds, my anchor holds. Mighty tides about me sweep, Perils lurk within the deep, Angry clouds o’ershade the sky, And the tempest rises high; Still I stand the tempest’s shock, For my anchor grips the rock. Refrain I can feel the anchor fast As I meet each sudden blast, And the cable, though unseen, Bears the heavy strain between; Through the storm I safely ride, Till the turning of the tide. Refrain Troubles almost ’whelm the soul; Griefs like billows o’er me roll; Tempters seek to lure astray; Storms obscure the light of day: But in Christ I can be bold, I’ve an anchor that shall hold. Refrain

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• [Ibr 6:19] Now I Have Found The Firm Foundation

  Now I have found the firm foundation Which holds mine anchor ever sure; ’Twas laid before the world’s creation In Christ my Savior’s wounds secure; Foundation which unmoved shall stay When Heav’n and earth will pass away. It is that mercy never ending Which human wisdom far transcends, Of Him Who, loving arms extending, To wretched sinners condescends; Whose heart with pity still doth break Whether we seek Him or forsake. Our ruin God hath not intended, For our salvation He hath yearned; For this His Son to earth descended And then to Heav’n again returned; For this so patient evermore He knocketh at our heart’s closed door. O depth of love, to me revealing The sea where my sins disappear! In Christ my wounds find perfect healing, There is no condemnation here; For Jesus’ blood through earth and skies Forever “Mercy! Mercy!” cries. I never will forget this crying; In faith I’ll trust it all my days, And when o’er all my sins I’m sighing, Into the Father’s heart I’ll gaze; For there is always to be found Free mercy without end and bound. Though I be robbed of every pleasure That makes my soul and body glad And be deprived of earthly treasure And be forsaken, lone, and sad, Though my desire for help seem vain, His mercy shall with me remain. Though earthly trials should oppress me And cares from day to day increase; Though earth’s vain things should sore distress me And rob me of my Savior’s peace; Though I be brought down to the dust, Still in His mercy I will trust. When all my deeds I am reviewing, The deeds that I admire the most, I find in all my thought and doing That there is naught whereof to boast. Yet this sweet comfort shall abide— In mercy I can still confide. Let mercy cause me to be willing To bear my lot and not to fret. While He my restless heart is stilling, May I His mercy not forget! Come weal, come woe, my heart to test, His mercy is my only rest. I’ll stand upon this firm foundation As long as I on earth remain; This shall engage my meditation While I the breath of life retain; And then, when face to face with Thee, I’ll sing of mercy, great and free.

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• [Ibr 6:19] Now I Have Found The Ground Wherein

  Now I have found the ground wherein Sure my soul’s anchor may remain, The wounds of Jesus, for my sin Before the world’s foundation slain; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, When Heaven and earth are fled away. Father, Thine everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasses far; Thy heart still melts with tenderness, Thy arms of love still open are, Returning sinners to receive, That mercy they may taste and live. O Love, Thou bottomless abyss, My sins are swallowed up in Thee! Covered is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesus’ blood, through earth and skies, Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries. By faith I plunge me in this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest; Hither, when hell assails, I flee, I look into my Savior’s breast; Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear! Mercy is all that’s written there. Though waves and storms go o’er my head, Though strength, and health, and friends be gone, Though joys be withered all and dead, Though every comfort be withdrawn, On this my steadfast soul relies, Father, Thy mercy never dies. Fixed on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail, and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth’s foundations melt away; Mercy’s full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love.

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• [Ibr 6:19] We Have An Anchor

  Will your anchor hold in the storms of life, When the clouds unfold their wings of strife? When the strong tides lift and the cables strain, Will your anchor drift, or firm remain? Refrain We have an anchor that keeps the soul Steadfast and sure while the billows roll, Fastened to the Rock which cannot move, Grounded firm and deep in the Savior’s love. It is safely moored, ’twill the storm withstand, For ’tis well secured by the Savior’s hand; And the cables, passed from His heart to mine, Can defy that blast, thro’ strength divine. Refrain It will surely hold in the Straits of Fear— When the breakers have told that the reef is near; Though the tempest rave and the wild winds blow, Not an angry wave shall our bark o’erflow. Refrain It will firmly hold in the Floods of Death—- When the waters cold chill our latest breath, On the rising tide it can never fail, While our hopes abide within the Veil. Refrain When our eyes behold through the gath’ring night The city of gold, our harbor bright, We shall anchor fast by the heav’nly shore, With the storms all past forevermore. Refrain

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• [Ibr 6:19] Whispering Hope

  Soft as the voice of an angel, Breathing a lesson unheard, Hope with a gentle persuasion Whispers her comforting word: Wait till the darkness is over, Wait till the tempest is done, Hope for the sunshine tomorrow, After the shower is gone. Refrain Whispering hope, oh how welcome thy voice, Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice. If, in the dusk of the twilight, Dim be the region afar, Will not the deepening darkness Brighten the glimmering star? Then when the night is upon us, Why should the heart sink away? When the dark midnight is over, Watch for the breaking of day. Refrain Hope, as an anchor so steadfast, Rends the dark veil for the soul, Whither the Master has entered, Robbing the grave of its goal. Come then, O come, glad fruition, Come to my sad weary heart; Come, O Thou blest hope of glory, Never, O never depart. Refrain

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Ibrani 7:26

• [Ibr 7:26] Jesus, Holy, Undefiled

  Jesus, holy, undefiled, Listen to a little child; Thou hast sent the glorious light, Chasing far the silent night. Thou hast sent the sun to shine, O’er this glorious world of Thine; Warmth to give and pleasant glow, On each tender flow’r below. Now the little birds arise, Chirping gaily in the skies; Thee their tiny voices praise, In the early songs they raise. Thou, by Whom the birds are fed, Give to me my daily bread; And Thy holy Spirit give, Without Whom I cannot live.

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Ibrani 11:16

• [Ibr 11:16] My Own Dear Land

  My own dear land, where’er my footsteps wander, Ever to thee my heart still turns again; To thee my love grows ever fonder, fonder, Till in its might it is akin to pain. Ever to thee I’m bound in love and duty; No dearer land to me in all the earth; By all sweet ties of home and love and beauty, To thee I cleave, dear land that gave me birth. Yet I look on, beyond earth’s habitation, To where a home of rarer vision gleams, Fairer than earth’s most wonderful creation Bathed in the light of Heav’n’s own morning beams. There we shall meet, from every clime and nation, There we shall meet in answer to the call, There we shall meet in joyous consecration, Sons of one Father, brothers one and all.

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• [Ibr 11:16] My Soul, There Is A Country

  My soul, there is a country, Afar beyond the stars, Where stands a wingèd sentry, All skillful in the wars. There, above noise and danger, Sweet Peace sits crowned with smiles, And One born in a manger Commands the beauteous files. He is thy gracious Friend And (O my soul, awake!) Did in pure love descend, To die here for thy sake. If thou canst get but thither, There grows the flower of peace, The rose that cannot wither, Thy fortress, and thy ease. Leave, then, thy foolish ranges; For none can thee secure But One, who never changes, Thy God, thy Life, thy Cure.

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Ibrani 11:26-27

• [Ibr 11:27] Church Of God A Kingdom Is, The

  The Church of God a kingdom is, Where Christ in power doth reign; Where spirits yearn till, seen in bliss, Their Lord shall come again. Glad companies of saints possess This Church below, above; And God’s perpetual calm doth bless Their paradise of love. An altar stands within the shrine Whereon, once sacrificed, Is set, immaculate, divine, The Lamb of God, the Christ. There rich and poor, from countless lands, Praise God on mystic rood; There nations reach forth holy hands To take God’s holy food. There pure life-giving streams o’erflow The sower’s garden-ground: And faith and love fair blossoms show, And fruits of love abound. O King, O Christ, this endless grace To us and all men bring, To see the vision of Thy face In joy, O Christ, our King.

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Ibrani 12:5

• [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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Ibrani 12:24

• [Ibr 12:24] Victim Divine, Thy Grace We Claim

  Victim Divine, Thy grace we claim, While thus Thy precious death we show: Once offered up a spotless Lamb, In Thy great temple here below, Thou didst for all mankind atone, And standest now before the throne. Thou standest in the holy place, As now for guilty sinners slain; The blood of sprinkling speaks, and prays, All prevalent for helpless man; Thy blood is still our ransom found, And speaks salvation all around. The smoke of Thy atonement here Darkened the sun, and rent the veil, Made the new way to Heaven appear, And showed the great Invisible; Well pleased in Thee, our God looked down, And calls His rebels to a crown. He still respects Thy sacrifice; Its savor sweet doth always please: The offering smokes through earth and skies, Diffusing life, and joy, and peace; To these, Thy lower courts, it comes, And fills them with divine perfumes. We need not now go up to Heaven, To bring the long sought Savior down; Thou art to all already given, Thou dost e’en now Thy banquet crown: To every faithful soul appear, And show Thy real presence here!

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