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Markus 2:19

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Markus 10:29

• [Mrk 10:29] For My Sake, And The Gospel’s

  “For My sake, and the Gospel’s, go And tell redemption’s story”; His heralds answer, “Be it so, And Thine, Lord, all the glory!” They preach His birth, His life, His cross, The love of His atonement, For Whom they count the world but loss, His Easter, His enthronement. Hark, hark, the trump of jubilee Proclaims to every nation, From pole to pole, by land and sea, Glad tidings of salvation; As nearer draws the day of doom, While still the battle rages, The heav’nly Dayspring through the gloom Breaks on the night of ages. Still on and on the anthems spread Of alleluia voices, In concert with the holy dead The warrior church rejoices; Their snow white robes are washed in blood, Their golden harps are ringing; Earth and the paradise of God One triumph song are singing. He comes, whose advent trumpet drowns The last of time’s evangels, Emmanuel crowned with many crowns, The Lord of saints and angels; O Life, Light, Love, the great I AM, Triune, who changest never, The throne of God and of the Lamb Is Thine, and Thine forever.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 14:72

• [Mrk 14:72] O Jesu Christ, If Aught There Be

  O Jesu Christ, if aught there be That, more than all beside, In ever painful memory Must in my heart abide, It is that deep ingratitude Which I to Thee have shown, Who didst for me in tears and blood Upon the cross atone. Alas, how with my actions all Has this defect entwined; How has it poisoned with its gall My spirit, heart and mind! Alas, through this, how many a gem I’ve rudely cast away, That might have formed my diadem In everlasting day! Yet though the time be past and gone, Though little more remains: Though naught is all that can be done, E’en with my utmost pains; Still will I strive, O Savior mine, To do what in me lies; For never did Thy glance divine A contrite heart despise.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 15:34

• [Mrk 15:34] From Calvary A Cry Was Heard

  From Calvary a cry was heard, A bitter and heart-rending cry; My Savior! every mournful word Bespeaks Thy soul’s deep agony. A horror of great darkness fell On Thee, Thou spotless, holy One! And all the swarming hosts of hell Conspired to tempt God’s only Son. The scourge, the thorns, the deep disgrace, These Thou couldst bear, nor once repine; But when Jehovah veiled His face, Unutterable pangs were Thine. Let the dumb world its silence break; Let pealing anthems rend the sky; Awake, my sluggish soul, awake! He died, that we might never die. Lord, on Thy cross I fix mine eye: If e’er I lose its strong control, O let that dying, piercing cry Melt and reclaim my wandering soul.

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  source: Cyberhymnal