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Kisah Para Rasul 3:1-26

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Kisah Para Rasul 3:1-26

• [Kis 3:1] Hour Of Prayer, The

  Glory to God for the joy to meet Here at the hour of prayer; Welcome the bliss of communion sweet Here at the hour of prayer! Refrain Nearer the gate to the soul’s bright home, Nearer the vales where the faithful roam, Nearer to God and the Lamb we come, Here at the hour of prayer. Far from the world we may turn away, Here at the hour of prayer; Gladly we rest from the toils of day Here at the hour of prayer. Refrain Rich are the blessings that all may seek Here at the hour of prayer; Grace for the weary, the faint, the weak, Here at the hour of prayer. Refrain Oh, what a holy and calm repose Here at the hour of prayer! Love in its fullness the heart o’erflows Here at the hour of prayer. Refrain

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• [Kis 3:1] Sweet Hour Of Holy, Thoughtful Prayer

  Sweet hour of holy, thoughtful prayer, Thy peace and calm may we improve, And in God’s healing service share The truths revealed by His dear love. Lord, may Thy truth upon the heart Now fall and dwell as heavenly dew, And flowers of grace in freshness start Where once the weeds of error grew. May prayer now lift her sacred wings, Contented with that aim alone Which bears her to the King of kings, And rests her at His sheltering throne.

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• [Kis 3:15] All Hail To The Prince Of Life

  All hail to the Prince of Life, All hail to the Lord divine! For over the whole glad earth His glorious light shall shine! He comes from the tomb of night, The shadow of death laid by, He comes as a Conqu’ror comes, His banner of light on high. Refrain All hail to the Prince of Life! Hosanna to Him we sing— He comes as a mighty Victor, He comes as a conq’ring King! Go forward ye sons of men And welcome the glorious King! Go meet Him with songs of joy That over His path shall ring! He brings from the grave of death The blessing of life and peace, Who seeks Him shall find a part In joys that shall never cease. Refrain Then come with your hearts of love And come with your songs of praise, For Christ Who hath ris’n indeed Your anthems of vict’ry raise! For never in ages past And never in coming years Shall Victor and Monarch rise Like Him Whom the world reveres. Refrain

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• [Kis 3:24] On This Night, Most Holy

  On this night, most holy, in circumstance lowly, Unfolded the story which prophets foretold. Though heav’ns could not hold Him, Mary’s arms enfold Him, Holding to her bosom this Child Who is God! The virgin is nursing this wondrous infant King— The Word that was made flesh to end our despair. While angels adore Him, shepherds kneel before Him And kings from the east follow after His star. To Bethlehem hasten! See Jesus awaken! The stable is glowing with this Light of lights! Come hear the great story of God’s crowning glory: The Savior Incarnate—God with us unites. Now church bells are ringing and Christians are singing While off’ring their gifts in devotion and love. Your people are waiting and anticipating The day You return from the heavens above.

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• [Kis 3:24] See The Destined Day Arise

  See the destined day arise! See a willing sacrifice! Jesus, to redeem our loss, Hangs upon the shameful cross. Jesus, who but Thou had borne, Lifted on that tree of scorn, Every pang and bitter throe, Finishing Thy life of woe? Who but Thou had dared to drain, Steeped in gall, the cup of pain, And with tender body bear Thorns, and nails, and piercing spear? Thence the cleansing water flowed, Mingled from Thy side with blood; Sign to all attesting eyes Of the finished sacrifice. Holy Jesus, grant us peace In that sacrifice to place All our trust for life renewed, Pardoned sin and promised good. Grant us grace to sing to Thee, In the Trinal Unity, Ever with the sons of light, Blessing, honor, glory, might.

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• [Kis 3:26] Jesus, From Whom All Blessings Flow

  Jesus, from whom all blessings flow, Great Builder of Thy church below, If now Thy Spirit moves my breast, Hear, and fulfill Thine own request! The few that truly call Thee Lord, And wait Thy sanctifying word, And Thee their utmost Savior own, Unite, and perfect them in one. O let them all Thy mind express, Stand forth Thy chosen witnesses, Thy power unto salvation show, And perfect holiness below! In them let all mankind behold How Christians lived in days of old, Mighty their envious foes to move, A proverb of reproach—and love. From every sinful wrinkle free, Redeemed from all iniquity, The fellowship of saints make known; And, O my God, might I be one! O might my lot be cast with these, The least of Jesu’s witnesses! O that my Lord would count me meet To wash His dear disciples’ feet! This only thing do I require: Thou knowest ’tis all my heart’s desire Freely what I receive to give, The servant of Thy church to live; After my lowly Lord to go, And wait upon Thy saints below; Enjoy the grace to angels given, And serve the royal heirs of Heaven. Lord, if I now Thy drawings feel, And ask according to Thy will, Confirm the prayer, the seal impart, And speak the answer to my heart.

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  source: Cyberhymnal