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Lukas 22:53

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Lukas 2:21-22

• [Luk 2:22] Hail To The Lord Who Comes

  Hail to the Lord Who comes, Comes to His temple gate; Not with His angel host, Not in His kingly state; No shouts proclaim Him nigh, No crowds His coming wait. But, borne upon the throne Of Mary’s gentle breast, Watched by her duteous love, In her fond arms at rest, Thus to His Father’s house He comes, the heav’nly Guest. There Joseph at her side In reverent wonder stands, And, filled with holy joy, Old Simeon in his hands Takes up the promised Child, The Glory of all lands. Hail to the great First-born Whose ransom price they pay! The Son before all worlds, The Child of man today, That He might ransom us Who still in bondage lay. O Light of all the earth, Thy children wait for Thee! Come to Thy temples here, That we, from sin set free, Before Thy Father’s face May all presented be!

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• [Luk 2:22] O Happy Day, When First Was Poured

  O happy day, when first was poured The blood of our redeeming Lord! O happy day, when first began His sufferings for sinful man! Just entered on this world of woe, His blood already learned to flow; His future death was thus expressed, And thus His early love confessed. From heaven descending to fulfill The mandates of His Father’s will, E’en now behold the victim lie, The Lamb of God, prepared to die! Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray, Our fleshly natures purge away; Thy Name, Thy likeness may they bear: Yea, stamp Thy holy image there! O Lord, the virgin born, to Thee Eternal praise and glory be, Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost forevermore.

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Lukas 21:6-7

• [Luk 21:7] Coming For Me

  Jesus the King is coming Lo, in the eastern sky, Signs of approaching glory; Surely redemption draweth nigh. Refrain Coming, coming, Coming again for me; Soon I shall see my Savior, Like Him I then shall be. Jesus is quickly coming; ’Twill not be very long Ere we shall hail our Bridegroom With all the bright, angelic throng. Refrain Then all who sleep in Jesus, Waking shall upward rise; “We who remain,” together With them caught up to Paradise. Refrain O what a glorious prospect! O what a hope divine! Thru the eternal ages Jesus will be forever mine. Refrain Heir to the life immortal, Joint ruler on His throne, Partaker of His glory, Jesus will be my very own. Refrain Glory to God the Father, Glory to Christ the Son, And to the Holy Spirit For our redemption freely won. Refrain

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• [Luk 21:7] Son Of Man, To Thee I Cry

  Son of Man, to Thee I cry; By the wondrous mystery Of Thy dwelling here on earth, By Thy pure and holy birth, Lord, Thy presence let me see, Manifest Thyself to me. Son of Man, to Thee I cry; By Thy bitter agony, By Thy pangs, to us unknown, By Thy Spirit’s parting groan, Lord, Thy presence let me see, Manifest Thyself to me. Prince of Life, to Thee I cry; By Thy glorious majesty, By Thy triumph o’er the grave, Meek to suffer, strong to save, Lord, Thy presence let me see, Manifest Thyself to me. Lord of Glory, God Most High, Man exalted to the sky, With Thy love my bosom fill, Prompt me now to to Thy will; Then Thy presence let me see, Manifest Thyself to me.

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• [Luk 21:7] Through The Ages Saints Have Wondered

  Through the ages saints have wondered When the promised day will be, When in power and brightest glory Our returning Lord we’ll see; Searching the Scripture for signs of the times: Plague, earthquake, famine, false Christs and shrines; War and commotion, and signs in the sky; So lift up your heads, redemption then is nigh! But the scoffers mock the promise, Walking in their lust and pride, Saying, “Where, then, is your savior? Nothing changes—he has lied.” Prophecy fails not! He knew they would speak Against His Word, deceiving the weak. Yes, we know Jesus is faithful and true, Preparing our mansion, making all things new. At the time appointed, angels Will the silver trumpet peal; In the heavens shall the nations See the Son of Man revealed. Tombs, graves and oceans, relinquish their hold— Saints from the four winds, now crowned with gold; Those making merry, now shaking with dread, For He has returned to judge the quick and dead. But we know not of the hour, When His promise He will keep; Therefore must we keep awatching, Lest our Lord find us asleep. For all will see Him, with scales and a sword, Dispensing justice, sure as His Word; Prepare to meet Him, with lamp in your hand, The Bridegroom is coming—rise and greet the Lamb!

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