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Yesaya 12:2

• [Yes 12:2] Come, Sing With Holy Gladness

  Come, sing with holy gladness, High alleluias sing, Uplift your loud hosannas To Jesus, Lord and King; Sing, boys in joyful chorus Your hymn of praise today, And sing, ye gentle maidens, Your sweet responsive lay. ’Tis good for boys and maidens Sweet hymns to Christ to sing, ’Tis meet that children’s voices Should praise the children’s King: For Jesus is salvation, And glory, grace and rest; To babe and boy and maiden The one Redeemer blest. O boys, be strong in Jesus, To toil for him is gain, And Jesus wrought with Joseph With chisel, saw and plane; O maidens, live for Jesus, Who was a maiden’s Son; Be patient, pure and gentle, And perfect grace begun. Soon in the golden city The boys and girls shall play, And through the dazzling mansions Rejoice in endless day; O Christ, prepare Thy children With that triumphant throng To pass the burnished portals, And sing th’eternal song.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yes 12:2] I Will Not Be Afraid

  I will not be afraid, I will not be afraid; I will look upward, and travel onward, And not be afraid. He says He will be with me, He says He will be with me; He goes before me, and is beside me, So I’m not afraid. His arms are underneath me, His arms are underneath me; His hands uphold me, His love enfolds me, So I’m not afraid. His Word will stand forever, His Word will stand forever; His truth—it shall be my shield and buckler, So I’m not afraid. He will give grace and glory, He will give grace and glory; His cross before me, His banner o’er me, So I’m not afraid. So we go singing onward, so we go singing onward; We’re pressing upward, we’re marching homeward, To Him unafraid.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yes 12:2] Praise Ye Jehovah!

  Praise ye Jehovah! praise the Lord most holy, Who cheers the contrite, girds with strength the weak! Praise Him Who will with glory crown the lowly, And with salvation beautify the meek. Praise ye Jehovah! for His lovingkindness, And all the tender mercy He hath shown; Praise Him Who pardons all our sin and blindness, And calls us sons, and takes us for His own. Praise ye Jehovah! source of all our blessings: Before His gifts earth’s richest boons wax dim; Resting in Him, His peace and joy possessing, All things are ours, for we have all in Him. Praise ye the Father! God, the Lord, who gave us, With full and perfect love, His only Son; Praise ye the Son! Who died Himself to save us; Praise ye the Spirit! praise the Three in One!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yesaya 10:1-34

• [Yes 10:3] Lord, To Thee Alone We Turn

  Lord, to Thee alone we turn, To Thy cross for safety fly; There, as penitents, to learn How to live and how to die. Sinful on our knees we fall; Hear us, as for help we plead; Hear us when on Thee we call; Aid us in our time of need. In the midst of sin and strife, In the depths of mortal woe, Teach us, Lord, to live a life Meet for sojourners below. Though the road be oft times dark, Though the feet in weakness stray, Lead us, Savior as the ark Led Thy chosen on their way. Weak and weary and alone When the vale of death we tread, Then be all Thy mercy shown, Then be all Thy love displayed; Guard us in that darksome hour, Lead us to the land of rest, Where, secure from Satan’s power, We may lie upon Thy breast.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yes 10:17] See How Great A Flame Aspires

  See how great a flame aspires, Kindled by a spark of grace! Jesus’ love the nations fires, Sets the kingdoms on a blaze: To bring fire on earth He came; Kindled in some hearts it is: O that all might catch the flame, All partake the glorious bliss! When He first the work begun, Small and feeble was His day: Now the word doth swiftly run; Now it wins its widening way: More and more it spread and grows, Ever mighty to prevail; Sin’s strongholds it now o’erthrows, Shakes the trembling gates of hell. Sons of God, your Savior praise! He the door hath opened wide! He hath given the word of grace, Jesus’ word is glorified; Jesus, mighty to redeem, He alone the work hath wrought; Worthy is the work of Him, Him Who spake a world from naught. Saw ye not the cloud arise, Little as a human hand? Now it spreads along the skies, Hangs o’er all the thirsty land: Lo! the promise of a shower Drops already from above; But the Lord will shortly pour All the spirit of His love.

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  source: Cyberhymnal