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Lukas 7:40-48

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Lukas 7:40-48

• [Luk 7:47] Hail! My Ever Blessèd Jesus

  Hail! my ever blessèd Jesus, Only Thee I wish to sing; To my soul Thy Name is precious, Thou my Prophet, Priest and King. O what mercy flows from Heaven! O what joy and happiness! Love I much? I’m much forgiven I’m a miracle of grace. Once with Adam’s race in ruin, Unconcerned in sin I lay; Swift destruction still pursuing, Till my Savior passed that way. Witness, all ye hosts of Heaven, My Redeemer’s tenderness; Love I much? I’m much forgiven, I’m a miracle of grace. Shout, ye bright angelic choir, Praise the Lamb enthroned above; Whilst astonished I admire God’s free grace and boundless love. That blest moment I received Him, Filled my soul with joy and peace; Love I much? I’m much forgiven, I’m a miracle of grace.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 7:48] Sinner Forgiven, A

  To the hall of the feast came the sinful and fair; She heard in the city that Jesus was there; Unheeding the splendor that blazed on the board, She silently knelt at the feet of the Lord, She silently knelt at the feet of the Lord. The frown and the murmur went round thro’ them all, That one so unhallowed should tread in that hall; And some said the poor would be objects more meet, As the wealth of her perfume she shower’d on His feet, As the wealth of her perfume she shower’d on His feet. She heard but the Savior; she spoke but with sighs; She dared not look up to the heaven of His eyes; And hot tears gushed forth at each heave of her breast, As her lips to His sandals were throbbingly pressed; As her lips to His sandals were throbbingly pressed. In the sky, after tempest, as shineth the bow, In glance of the sunshine, as melteth the snow, He looked on that lost one: “her sins were forgiv’n,” And the sinner went forth in the beauty of Heav’n; And the sinner went forth in the beauty of Heav’n.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Lukas 11:4

• [Luk 11:4] Gently Lord, O Gently Lead Us

  Gently Lord, O gently lead us, Pilgrims in this vale of tears, Through the trials yet decreed us, Till our last great change appears. When temptation’s darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let Thy goodness never fail us, Lead us in Thy perfect way. In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near, Suffer not our hearts to languish, Suffer not our souls to fear; And, when mortal life is ended, Bid us in Thine arms to rest, Till, by angel bands attended, We awake among the blest.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 11:4] Jesu, Grant Me This, Pray

  Jesu, grant me this, I pray, Ever in Thy heart to stay; Let me evermore abide Hidden in Thy wounded side. If the evil one prepare, Or the world, a tempting snare, I am safe when I abide In Thy heart and wounded side. If the flesh, more dangerous still, Tempt my soul to deeds of ill, Naught I fear when I abide In Thy heart and wounded side. Death will come one day to me; Jesu, cast me not from Thee: Dying let me still abide In Thy heart and wounded side.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 11:4] Veil, Lord, Mine Eyes Till She Be Past

  Veil, Lord, mine eyes till she be past, When Folly tempts my sight; Keep Thou my palate and my taste From gluttonous delight. Stop Thou mine ear from sirens’ songs, My tongue from lies restrain; Withhold my hands from doing wrongs, My feet from courses vain. Teach, likewise, ev’ry other sense To act an honest part, But chiefly settle innocence And pureness in my heart; So naught without me or within, Shall work an ill effect, By tempting me to act a sin, Or virtues to neglect.

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  source: Cyberhymnal