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Matius 21:16

Matius 21:1

1 Samuel 3:4-21

Markus 10:14-16

Kolose 1:27

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Matius 18:3-4

• [Mat 18:3] Child In The Midst, The

  When Jesus was asked by His servants one day Who greatest in Heaven would be, He beckoned a little one to Him and said, “Such only shall enter with Me.” Refrain O Master, redeem us from hardness and pride, And make us a child in Thy sight; With meekness and trust may our bosom be filled, And love guide our actions aright. Tho’ honor and riches may brighten our way, And friends gather round with their cheer, Except we are willing the poorest to serve, No welcome to Heaven we’ll hear. Refrain God blesses the children because they are pure, And all may be such by His grace; Thro’ crosses and cares we may rise to His throne, And shine in the light of His face. Refrain

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Matius 21:16

• [Mat 21:16] Can A Little Child Like Me

  Can a little child like me Thank the Father fittingly? Yes, oh yes! be good and true, Faithful, kind, in all you do; Love the Lord, and do your part; Learn to say with all your heart, Father, we thank Thee, Father, we thank Thee, Father in Heaven, we thank Thee. For the fruit upon the tree For the birds that sing of Thee, For the earth in beauty dressed, Father, mother, and the rest, For Thy precious, loving care, For Thy bounty everywhere, Refrain For the sunshine warm and bright, For the day and for the night, For the lessons of our youth— Honor, gratitude and truth, For the love that met us here, For the home and for the cheer, Refrain For our comrades and our plays, And our happy holidays, For the joyful work and true That a little child might do, For our lives but just begun, For the great gift of Thy Son, Refrain

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• [Mat 21:16] Children Sing

  Children sing, gladly sing, Hallelujahs to our King; Lord of all, great and small, At His feet with rapture fall; Children sing, He is near, Bending still His gracious ear; Trust in Him, O rejoice! Praise the Lord with heart and voice. Refrain Then sing, gladly sing. Sing, gladly sing. Till the heav’nly arches ring, Till you hear the saints above, Praising God, for He is love. Journey on hand in hand, Singing to the promised land, There is rest, there is rest, In the kingdom of the blest; Children sing, gladly sing, Till the heav’nly arches ring, Till you hear saints above, Praising God, for He is love. Refrain Children sing, when the light Wakes the rosy morning bright, When the birds’ tuneful lay, Hails with joy the op’ning day, Praise the Lord, He has made Verdant lawn and forest shade. Children sing, gladly sing, Hallelujahs to our King. Refrain Children sing! who can tell If the song you love so well, May not reach one whose heart Longs to choose the better part? Stealing soft, like the sigh Of a zephyr passing by, Children sing, ever sing, Loudest praise to God our King. Refrain

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• [Mat 21:16] Come, Children, Raise Your Voices

  Come, children; raise your voices! The King of Love comes from above, The heavenly host rejoices. The Babe lies in the manger; God seeks His own, by angels known, But unto men a Stranger. Though weak and helpless lying, From Him is giv’n through earth and Heav’n New life, and peace undying. But who on earth do greet Him? A shepherd band with staff in hand Sets forth by night to meet Him. And lo! from eastward riding The wise men three; the star they see, And follow it confiding. Oh, Hope of all the ages! May we find grace to claim our place Where shepherds kneel and sages.

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• [Mat 21:16] Hark! Hark! The Song

  Hark! hark! the song from youthful voices breaking, Fresh from the heart its tuneful numbers flow; How sweet the song of happy children marching, Praising the Savior as they onward go. Refrain Hark! hark! the song of holy adoration, Glory to Jesus, our eternal King; Praise ye His Name, exalt Him in the highest, Now and forever shall the anthem ring. Hark! hark! the song, the grand old story telling, Oh, how it swells and echoes far away; Life, love and joy, through Him who hath redeemed us, Freely is offered in His Name today. Refrain Sing, children sing; the song you now are waking, Long, long ago on Judah’s plain began; When from the sky was heard the midnight chorus, Peace from our Father and good-will to men. Refrain Sing, children sing, ’till forward still advancing, Rank after rank the royal standard wave; Sing, gladly sing, the wonders of His greatness, Jesus the mighty One, the Strong to Save. Refrain

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• [Mat 21:16] Little Children, Rise And Sing

  Little children, rise and sing, (Ring the bells of Christmas) ’Tis the birthday of our King, Blessèd Child of Christmas. In a stable far away (Ring the bells of Christmas) Christ was born that happy day, Blessèd Child of Christmas. Joyful shepherds kneeling there, (Ring the bells of Christmas) Saw the Babe and said in prayer, ‘Blessèd Child of Christmas.’ Bring your gifts to Mary’s Son (Ring the bells of Christmas) God’s own Gift to everyone; Blessèd Child of Christmas.

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• [Mat 21:16] Lord, Thy Children Lowly Bending

  Lord, Thy children lowly bending, Bow before Thy throne; Praise from youthful lips ascending Wilt Thou deign to own? Wilt Thou hear us while we bless Thee, And confess Thee God alone? Yes, Thou wilt, for Thou dost love us, Cam’st for us to die; Bending from Thy throne above us, With a pitying eye, Well we know that Thou art near us, And will hear us when we cry. Then our humble praises bringing, We will seek Thy face; Hymns with grateful voices singing In this hallowed place. We will dare to come before Thee, And adore Thee, Lord of grace.

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• [Mat 21:16] Praise Him, All Ye Little Children

  Praise Him, praise Him, all ye little children, God is love, God is love; Praise Him, praise Him, all ye little children, God is love, God is love. Love Him, love Him, all ye little children, God is love, God is love; Love Him, love Him, all ye little children, God is love, God is love. Thank Him, thank Him, all ye little children, God is love, God is love; Thank Him, thank Him, all ye little children, God is love, God is love.

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• [Mat 21:16] Sing To The Lord The Children’s Hymn

  Sing to the Lord the children’s hymn, His gentle love declare, Who bends amid the seraphim To hear the children’s prayer. He at a mother’s breast was fed, Though God’s own Son was He; He learnt the first small words He said At a meek mother’s knee. He held us to His mighty breast, The children of the earth; He lifted up His hands and blessed The babes of human birth. Lo! from the stars His face will turn On us with glances mild; The angels of His presence yearn To bless the little child. Keep us, O Jesus Lord, for Thee, That so by Thy dear grace We, children of the font, may see Our heavenly Father’s face.

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• [Mat 21:16] Wilt Thou Hear The Voice Of Praise?

  Wilt Thou hear the voice of praise Which the little children raise, Thou Who art, from endless days, Glorious God of all? While the circling year has sped, Thou hast heavenly blessings shed, Like the dew, upon each head; Still on Thee we call. Still Thy constant care bestow; Let us each in wisdom grow, And in favor while below, With the God above. In our hearts the Spirit mild, Which adorned the Savior Child, Gently soothe each impulse wild To the sway of love. Thine example, kept in view, Jesus, help us to pursue; Lead us all our journey through By Thy guiding hand; And when life on earth is o’er, Where the blest dwell evermore, May we praise Thee and adore, An unbroken band.

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1 Samuel 3:4-21

• [1Sam 3:9] I Hear Thy Voice

  I hear Thy voice, within the silence speaking; Above earth’s din it rises, calm and clear; Whatever goal my wayward will is seeking, Its whispered message tells me Thou art near. When evil reigns, life’s darker depths revealing, And all the good seem sadly marred by wrong, Amidst the discord, like sweet music stealing, Thy voice, abiding, fills my soul with song. O living voice, within the silence calling, My spirit answers, wheresoe’er I roam; Through life’s brief day still keep my feet from falling, And lead me, through the evening shadows, home.

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• [1Sam 3:10] Hushed Was The Evening Hymn

  Hushed was the evening hymn, The temple courts were dark; The lamp was burning dim Before the sacred ark; When suddenly a voice divine Rang through the silence of the shrine. The old man, meek and mild, The priest of Israel, slept; His watch the temple child, The little Levite, kept; And what from Eli’s sense was sealed The Lord to Hannah’s son revealed. O give me Samuel’s ear, The open ear, O Lord, Alive and quick to hear Each whisper of Thy Word, Like him to answer at Thy call, And to obey Thee first of all. O give me Samuel’s heart, A lowly heart, that waits Where in Thy house Thou art, Or watches at Thy gates; By day and night, a heart that still Moves at the breathing of Thy will. O give me Samuel’s mind, A sweet unmurm’ring faith, Obedient and resigned To Thee in life and death, That I may read with child like eyes Truths that are hidden from the wise.

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• [1Sam 3:10] Master, Speak! Thy Servant Heareth

  Master, speak! Thy servant heareth, Waiting for Thy gracious word, Longing for Thy voice that cheereth; Master! let it now be heard. I am listening, Lord, for Thee: What hast Thou to say to me? Speak to me by name, O Master, Let me know it is to me; Speak, that I may follow faster, With a step more firm and free, Where the Shepherd leads the flock, In the shadow of the rock. Master, speak! Though least and lowest, Let me not unheard depart; Master, speak! For O, Thou knowest All the yearning of my heart, Knowest all its truest need: Speak! and make me blest indeed. Master, speak! and make me ready, When Thy voice is truly heard, With obedience glad and steady Still to follow every word. I am listening, Lord, for Thee: Master, speak! O, speak to me!

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• [1Sam 3:10] O Master, When Thou Callest

  O Master, when Thou callest, No voice may say Thee nay, For blest are they that follow Where Thou dost lead the way; In freshest prime of morning, Or fullest glow of noon, The note of heavenly warning Can never come too soon. O Master, when Thou callest, No heart may dare refuse; ’Tis honor, highest honor, When Thou dost deign to use; Our brightest and our fairest, Our dearest—all are thine; Thou Who for each one carest, We hail Thy love’s design.

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• [1Sam 3:10] Quiet Hour, The

  Speak, Lord, in the stillness While I wait on Thee; Hushed my heart to listen, In expectancy. Speak, O blessèd Master, In this quiet hour, Let me see Thy face, Lord, Feel Thy touch of power. For the words Thou speakest, “They are life” indeed; Living Bread from Heaven, Now my spirit feed! All to Thee is yielded, I am not my own; Blissful, glad surrender, I am Thine alone. Fill me with the knowledge Of Thy glorious will; All Thine own good pleasure In my life fulfill. Like “a watered garden” Full of fragrance rare, Ling’ring in Thy presence Let my life appear.

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• [1Sam 3:10] Speak, O Lord, Thy Servant Heareth

  Speak, O Lord, Thy servant heareth, To Thy Word I now give heed; Life and spirit Thy Word beareth, All Thy Word is true indeed. Death’s dread pow’r in me is rife; Jesus, may Thy Word of Life Fill my soul with love’s strong fervor That I cling to Thee forever. Oh, what blessing to be near Thee And to hearken to Thy voice; May I ever love and fear Thee That Thy Word may be my choice! Oft were hardened sinners, Lord, Struck with terror by Thy Word; But to him who for sin grieveth Comfort sweet and hope it giveth. Lord, Thy words are waters living Where I quench my thirsty need; Lord, Thy words are bread life-giving, On Thy words my soul doth feed. Lord, Thy words shall be my light Through death’s vale and dreary night; Yea, they are my sword prevailing And my cup of joy unfailing. Precious Jesus, I beseech Thee, May Thy words take root in me; May this gift from Heav’n enrich me So that I bear fruit for Thee! Take them never from my heart Till I see Thee as Thou art, When in heav’nly bliss and glory I shall greet Thee and adore Thee.

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• [1Sam 3:10] Speak To My Soul

  Speak to my soul, dear Jesus, Speak now in tend’rest tone; Whisper in loving kindness, “Thou art not left alone.” Open my heart to hear Thee, Quickly to hear Thy voice, Fill Thou my soul with praises, Let me in Thee rejoice. Refrain Speak Thou in softest whispers Whispers of love to me, “Thou shalt be always conq’ror, Thou shalt be always free.” Speak Thou to me each day, Lord, Always in tend’rest tone, Let me now hear Thy whisper, “Thou art not left alone.” Speak to Thy children ever, Lead in the holy way; Fill them with joy and gladness, Teach them to watch and pray. May they in consecration Yield their whole lives to Thee, Hasten Thy coming kingdom, Till our dear Lord we see. Refrain Speak now as in the old time Thou didst reveal Thy will; Let me know all my duty, Let me Thy law fulfill. Lead me to glorify Thee, Help me to show Thy praise, Gladly to do Thy bidding, Honor Thee all my days. Refrain

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• [1Sam 3:10] Talk With Us, Lord

  Talk with us, Lord, Thyself reveal, While here o’er earth we rove; Speak to our hearts, and let us feel The kindling of Thy love. With Thee conversing, we forget All time, and toil, and care; Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, If Thou, my God, art here. Here, then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, And bid my heart rejoice; My bounding heart shall own Thy sway, And echo to Thy voice. Thou callest me to seek Thy face, ’Tis all I wish to seek; To attend the whispers of Thy grace, And hear Thee inly speak. Let this my every hour employ, Till I Thy glory see; Enter into my Master’s joy, And find my heaven in Thee.

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Mazmur 8:2

• [Mzm 8:2] Hosanna! Be The Children’s Song

  Hosanna! be the children’s song, To Christ, the children’s King; His praise, to whom our souls belong, Let all the children sing. Hoasnna! sound from hill to hill, And spread from plain to plain, While louder, sweeter, clearer still, Woods echo to the strain. Hosanna! on the wings of light O’er earth and ocean fly, Till morn to eve, and noon to night, And Heaven to earth, reply. Hosanna! then, our song shall be; Hosanna to our King! This is the children’s jubilee; Let all the children sing.

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Markus 10:14-16

• [Mrk 10:14] A Little Child The Savior Came

  A little Child the Savior came, The Mighty God was still His Name; And angels worshiped as He lay The seeming Infant of a day. He Who, a little Child, began The life divine to show to man, Proclaims from Heav’n the message free; “Let little children come to Me.” We bring them, Lord, and with the sign Of sprinkled water name them Thine; Their souls with saving grace endow; Baptize them with Thy Spirit now. O give Thine angels charge, good Lord, Them safely in Thy way to guard; Thy blessing on their lives command, And write their names upon Thy hand. O Thou, who by an infant’s tongue Dost hear Thy perfect glory sung, May these, with all the heav’nly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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• [Mrk 10:14] If I Come To Jesus

  If I come to Jesus, He will make me glad; He will give me pleasure When my heart is sad. Refrain If I come to Jesus, Happy I shall be. He is gently calling Little ones like me. If I come to Jesus He will hear my prayer; He will love me dearly, He my sins did bear. Refrain If I come to Jesus He will take my hand, He will kindly lead me To a better land. Refrain There with happy children, Robed in snowy white, I shall see my Savior In that world so bright. Refrain

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• [Mrk 10:14] Little Children, Come Away

  Little children, come away, From the Savior do not stay: He is calling us today, Calling us to Him. Refrain Quickly come, gladly come, From the Savior do not stay; Quickly come, O gladly come, He is calling us today. Little children once He blest, Laid them in His arms to rest; He of all our friends the best, Bids us come to Him. Refrain Heed His saying, “Come to Me”; Happy then we all shall be; None can give us life but He, Come, O come to Him. Refrain

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• [Mrk 10:14] O Lord, The Holy Innocents

  O Lord, the holy innocents Laid down for Thee their infant life, And martyrs brave and patient saints Have stood for Thee in fire and strife. We wear the cross they wore of old Our lips have learned like vows to make; We need not die; we cannot fight; What may we do for Jesus’ sake? O day by day each Christian child Has much to do, without, within; A death to die for Jesus’ sake, A weary war to wage with sin. When deep within our swelling hearts The thoughts of pride and anger rise, When bitter words are on our tongues, And tears of passion in our eyes. Then we may stay the angry blow, Then we may check the hasty word, Give gentle answers back again, And fight a battle for our Lord. With smiles of peace and looks of love, Light in our dwellings we may make, Bid kind good humor brighten there, And still do all for Jesus’ sake. There’s not a child so weak and small But has his little cross to take, His little work of love and praise, That he may do for Jesus’ sake.

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• [Mrk 10:14] Our God Of Love, Who Reigns Above

  Our God of love, who reigns above, Comes down to us below; ’Tis sweet to tell He loves so well, And ’tis enough to know. So deep, so high—like air and sky, Beyond us, yet around; He Whom our mind can never find Can in our heart be found. Lord God, so far, past sun and star, Yet close to all our ways! In love so near, be pleased to hear Thy little children’s praise. O may that sign that we are Thine— Our Father, Savior, Friend— Which sealed our brow, be on us now, And with us to the end. Through all our way, and every day Believed, beloved, adored; Be this our grace, to see Thy face In Jesus Christ our Lord.

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• [Mrk 10:14] Waken! Christian Children

  Waken! Christian children, Up and let us sing, With glad voice the praises Of our newborn King. Up! ’tis meet to welcome With a joyous lay Christ, the King of Glory, Born for us today. Come, nor fear to seek Him, Children though we be; Once He said of children, “Let them come to Me.” In a manger lowly Sleeps the heav’nly Child; O’er Him fondly bendeth Mary, mother mild. Far above that stable, Up in Heav’n so high, One bright star out-shineth, Watching silently. Fear not then to enter, Though we cannot bring Gold, or myrrh, or incense Fitting for a King. Gifts He asketh richer, Offerings costlier still, Yet may Christian children Bring them if they will. Brighter than all jewels Shines the modest eye; Best of gifts He loveth Infant purity. Haste we then to welcome With a joyous lay Christ, the King of Glory, Born for us today.

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• [Mrk 10:14] We Come In Childhood’s Joyfulness

  We come in childhood’s joyfulness, [originally, We come in childhood’s innocence] We come as children free! We offer up, O God! our hearts, In trusting love to Thee. Well may we bend in solemn joy At Thy bright courts above: Well may the grateful child rejoice In such a Father’s love. We come not as the mighty come: Not as the proud we bow; But as the pure in heart should bend, Seek we thine altars now. “Forbid them not,” the Savior cried, “But let them come to Me”; O Savior dear, we hear Thy call, We come, we come to Thee. To Thee, Thou Lord of life and light, Amid the angel throng, We bend the knee, we lift the heart, And swell the holy song. How blest the children of the Lord, Who wait around His throne, How sweet to tread the path that leads To yonder heavenly home.

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• [Mrk 10:14] Wise May Bring Their Learning, The

  The wise may bring their learning, the rich may bring their wealth, And some may bring their greatness, and some bring strength and health; We, too, would bring our treasures to offer to the King; We have no wealth or learning; what shall we children bring? We’ll bring Him hearts that love Him; we’ll bring Him thankful praise, And young souls meekly striving to walk in holy ways; And these shall be the treasures we offer to the King, And these are gifts that even the poorest child may bring. We’ll bring the little duties we have to do each day; We’ll try our best to please Him, at home, at school, at play; And better are these treasures to offer to our King; Than richest gifts without them—yet these a child may bring.

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• [Mrk 10:16] Christ, Who Once Among Us

  Christ, who once among us as a child did dwell, Is the children’s Savior, and He loves us well; If we keep our promise made Him at the font, He will be our Shepherd, and we shall not want. There it was they laid us in those tender arms, Where the lambs are carried safe from all alarms; If we trust His promise, He will let us rest In His arms forever, leaning on His breast. Though we may not see Him for a little while, We shall know He holds us, often feel His smile; Death will be to slumber, in that sweet embrace, And we shall awaken to behold His face. He will be our Shepherd after as before, By still heavenly waters lead us evermore, Make us lie in pastures beautiful and green, Where none thirst or hunger, And no tears are seen. Jesus, our good Shepherd, laying down Thy life, Lest Thy sheep should perish in the cruel strife, Help us to remember all Thy love and care, Trust in Thee, and love Thee Always, everywhere.

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• [Mrk 10:16] Safe In The Arms Of Jesus

  Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast, There by His love o’ershaded, sweetly my soul shall rest. Hark! ’tis the voice of angels, borne in a song to me. Over the fields of glory, over the jasper sea. Refrain Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast There by His love o’ershaded, sweetly my soul shall rest. Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe from corroding care, Safe from the world’s temptations, sin cannot harm me there. Free from the blight of sorrow, free from my doubts and fears; Only a few more trials, only a few more tears! Refrain Jesus, my heart’s dear Refuge, Jesus has died for me; Firm on the Rock of Ages, ever my trust shall be. Here let me wait with patience, wait till the night is over; Wait till I see the morning break on the golden shore. Refrain

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• [Mrk 10:16] See Israel’s Gentle Shepherd Stand

  See Israel’s gentle Shepherd stand With all engaging charms; Hark! how He calls the tender lambs, And folds them in His arms. “Permit them to approach,” He cries, “Nor scorn their humble name; For ’twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came.” We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to Thee; Joyful that we ourselves are Thine, Thine let our offspring be. Ye little flock, with pleasure hear; Ye children, seek His face, And fly with transport to receive The blessings of His grace. If orphans they are left behind, Thy guardian care we trust, That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, While weeping o’er their dust.

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• [Mrk 10:16] There’s A Friend For Little Children

  There’s a Friend for little children Above the bright blue sky, A Friend who never changes, Whose love will never die; Our earthly friends may fail us, And change with changing years, This Friend is always worthy Of that dear Name He bears. There’s a rest for little children Above the bright blue sky, Who love the blessèd Savior, And to the Father cry A rest from every turmoil, From sin and sorrow free, Where every little pilgrim Shall rest eternally. There’s a home for little children Above the bright blue sky, Where Jesus reigns in glory, A home of peace and joy No home on earth is like it, Nor can with it compare; For everyone is happy Nor could be happier there. There’s a crown for little children Above the bright blue sky, And all who look for Jesus Shall wear it by and by; A crown of brightest glory, Which He will then bestow On those who found his favor And loved His Name below. There’s a song for little children Above the bright blue sky, A song that will not weary, Though sung continually; A song which even angels Can never, never sing They know not Christ as Savior, But worship Him as King. There’s a robe for little children Above the bright blue sky, And a harp of sweetest music, And palms of victory. All, all above is treasured, And found in Christ alone: O come, dear little children That all may be your own.

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Kolose 1:27

• [Kol 1:27] How Beautiful The Mystery

  HOW BEAUTIFUL THE MYSTERY © 2000 Eric Schu­mach­er. Per­miss­ion grant­ed to re­pro­duce un­al­tered text in non­sal­a­ble, tem­po­ra­ry wor­ship me­dia. All other us­es re­quire the per­miss­ion of the au­thor. How beautiful the mystery: Th’eternal Word comes down To live and love and die and rise, To claim His victor’s crown. Content we find Him cradled there Amongst the filth and beasts. Who would believe that He will be Our guide from death to peace! By angry swords and dark decree He’s driven from His land. But still He humbly bows His head To trust His Father’s hand. The spotless Lamb lays down His life, A curse upon a cross. Then lives that He might guarantee That no sheep will be lost. O! May our hearts grow ever fond Of Mary’s precious boy: Our Christ, our hope, our heart’s desire, Our King and Sov’reign Joy!

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• [Kol 1:27] O Savior, May We Never Rest

  O Savior, may we never rest Till Thou art formed within, Till Thou hast calmed our troubled breast, And crushed the power of sin. O may we gaze upon Thy cross, Until the wondrous sight Makes earthly treasures seem but dross, And earthly sorrows light. Until, released from carnal ties, Our spirit upward springs, And sees true peace above the skies, True joy in heavenly things. There as we gaze, may we become United, Lord, to Thee, And, in a fairer, happier home, Thy perfect beauty see.

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