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Markus 1:2

Markus 6:11

Markus 6:26

Markus 14:35

Markus 14:37

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Markus 5:40

• [Mrk 5:40] O Scorned And Outcast Lord

  O scorned and outcast Lord, beneath Thy burden meekly bending, Thou, our true Isaac, to Thy death Art wearily ascending. And soon, with nail pierced feet and hands Upon the cross they raise Thee; The cross, which there uplifted stands, To all the earth displays Thee. Oh! wondrous love of God on high The sinful thus to cherish! He gave His guiltless Son to die Lest guilty man should perish. Our sin’s pollution to remove His blood was freely given; So mighty was the Savior’s love So just the wrath of heaven. Yes! ’tis the cross the breaks the rod And chain of condemnation, And makes a league ’twixt man and God For our entire salvation. O praise the Father, praise the Son, The Lamb for sinners given, And Holy Ghost, through Whom alone Our hearts are raised to Heaven.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 11:1

• [Mrk 11:1] From Bethany, The Master

  From Bethany, the Master Comes down Mt. Olive’s slope, And all the world is singing, A glad new song of hope; Cry out, O stately cedars, Along the rugged way! Ye vineyards, shout hosanna, To greet this happy day! The King of Love, in triumph Rides through the city’s gate; Rejected, scorned—yet Victor, The Conqueror of hate; O wave your green palm branches! Exalt His matchless worth! This King of Love shall conquer The nations of the earth. Not of this world His kingdom; His power is from above; His realm is of the spirit, His scepter—Truth and Love; He calls us to His service, His banner is unfurled; With Thee we march, O Master, To overcome the world.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 14:37

• [Mrk 14:37] Not Now, My Child

  Not now, my child, a little more rough tossing, A little longer on the billows’ foam; A few more journeyings in the desert darkness, And then, the sunshine of thy Father’s home! Not now, for I have wand’rers in the distance, And thou must call them in with patient love; Not now, for I have sheep upon the mountain, And thou must follow them where’er they rove. Not now; for I have loved ones sad and weary; Wilt thou not cheer them with a kindly smile? Sick ones, who need thee in their lonely sorrow; Wilt thou not tend them yet a little while? Not now, for wounded hearts are sorely bleeding And thou must teach those widowed hearts to sing: Not now; for orphans’ tears are quickly falling, They must be gathered ’neath some sheltering wing. Not now, for many a hungry one is pining, Thy willing hand must be outstretched and free; Thy Father hears the mighty cry of anguish, And gives His answering messages to thee. Go, with the Name of Jesus, to the dying, And speak that Name in all its living power; Why should thy fainting heart grow chill and weary? Canst thou not watch with Me one little hour? One little hour! and then the glorious crowning, The golden harp-strings, and the victor’s palm; One little hour! and then the hallelujah! Eternity’s long, deep thanksgiving psalm!

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  source: Cyberhymnal