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Markus 14:40

Markus 15:29

Markus 14:37

Markus 2:13

Markus 6:30

Markus 6:25

Markus 2:1

Markus 14:41

Markus 10:21

Markus 14:39

Markus 16:4

Markus 15:20

Markus 11:10

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Markus 6:38

Markus 16:6

Markus 11:15

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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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Markus 10:21

• [Mrk 10:21] So Near To The Kingdom

  So near to the kingdom! yet what dost thou lack? So near to the kingdom! what keepeth thee back? Renounce every idol, tho’ dear it may be, And come to the Savior now pleading with thee. Refrain Pleading with thee, The Savior is pleading, Is pleading with thee. So near that thou hearest the songs that resound From those who, believing, a pardon have found! So near, yet unwilling to give up thy sin, When Jesus is waiting to welcome thee in! Refrain O come; soon thy season of grace may be past, The door may be closed, and this call be thy last; O where wouldst thou turn if the light should depart That comes from the Spirit, and shines on thy heart? Refrain To die with no hope! hast thou counted the cost? To die out of Christ, and thy soul to be lost! So near to the kingdom! O come, we implore, While Jesus is pleading, come enter the door. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 10:21] Though Kindred Ties Around Us

  Though kindred ties around us Like ivy branches twine, Though life has many pleasures That o’er my pathway shine, Though words to friendship sacred More sweet than music fall, One look, one smile from Jesus Is dearer far than all. Refrain Dearer, yes, dearer, Dearer far than all, One look, one smile from Jesus, Is dearer far than all. We meet in Christian converse, We speak of joys to come, We lift our eyes expectant To Eden’s blissful home; Though sweet and precious blessings With every moment fall, One look, one smile, from Jesus Is dearer far than all. Refrain One look, one smile from Jesus, For Whom our souls would live, Not Heav’n’s transcendent beauty Such holy joy can give; Beyond the silent river Though spirit voices call, One look, one smile, from Jesus Is dearer far than all. Refrain

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Markus 16:4

• [Mrk 16:4] Angels, Roll The Rock Away

  Angels, roll the rock away, Death, yield up your mighty Prey. See, the Savior leaves the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom, Glowing with immortal bloom. Shout, ye seraphs! Gabriel, raise Fame’s eternal trump of praise. Let the world’s remotest bound Hear the joy inspiring sound, Hear the joy inspiring sound. Saints on earth, lift up your eyes Now to glory see Him rise, In long triumph up the sky, Up to waiting worlds on high, Up to waiting worlds on high. Heaven unfolds its portals wide, Gracious Hero, through them ride; King of glory, mount Thy throne, Boundless empire is Thine own, Boundless empire is Thine own. Praise Him, ye celestial choirs, Praise, and sweep your golden lyres, Shout, O earth, in rapturous song; Let the strains be sweet and strong, Let the strains be sweet and strong. Every note with wonder swell, Sin o’erthrown, and captived hell, Where is hell’s once dreaded king? Where, O death, thy mortal sting? Where, O death, thy mortal sting? or Hail! victorious Jesus, hail! On Thy cloud of glory sail In long triumph through the sky, Up to waiting worlds on high, Up to waiting worlds on high. Heaven unfolds its portals wide, Glorious Hero, through them ride: King of glory mount Thy throne, Thy great Father’s, and Thine own, Thy great Father’s, and Thine own. Praise Him all ye heavenly choirs, Raptured, sweep your sounding lyres Sons of men, in humbler strain, Sing your mighty Savior’s reign, Sing your mighty Savior’s reign. Every note with wonder swell; Sin o’erthrown, and captived hell! Where is now, O death! thy sting? Where thy terrors, vanquished king, Where thy terrors, vanquished king!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 16:4] Ere Yet The Dawn Has Filled The Skies

  Ere yet the dawn has filled the skies, Behold, my Savior Christ arise; He chaseth from us sin and night, And brings us joy and life and light. O stronger Thou than death and hell! Where is the foe Thou canst not quell, What heavy stone Thou canst not roll From off the prisoned, anguished soul? If Jesus lives, can I be sad? I know He loves me, and am glad; Though all the world were dead to me, Enough, O Christ, if I have Thee! He feeds me, comforts and defends, And when I die His angel sends To bear me whither He is gone, For of His own He loseth none. Strong Champion! For this comfort, see, The whole world brings her thanks to Thee; And once we, too, shall raise above More sweet and loud the song of love.

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• [Mrk 16:4] Joy, Joy, Immortal Joy

  Joy, joy, immortal joy! The Lord is ris’n to reign; On Easter day, the Scriptures say, Christ rose to life again. On Easter day, the Scriptures say, Christ rose to life again. Joy, deep and living joy! The stone is rolled away; The empty tomb has lost its gloom, The night has turned to day. The empty tomb hast lost its gloom, The night has turned to day. Joy, pure and sacred joy! Let men and angels sing; Let every voice in song rejoice To praise our Lord and King. Let every voice in song rejoice To praise our Lord and King. Joy, rich and endless joy! High Heav’n the praise prolong; Let holy joy all tongues employ And fill the world with song. Let holy joy all tongues employ And fill the world with song.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 16:4] On Wings Of Living Light

  On wings of living light, At earliest dawn of day, Came down the angel bright; And rolled the stone away. Refrain Your voices raise with one accord, To bless and praise your risen Lord! To bless and praise your risen Lord! The keepers watching near, At that dread sight and sound; Fell down with sudden fear Like dead men to the ground. Refrain Then rose from death’s dark gloom, Unseen by mortal eye, Triumphant o’er the tomb, The Lord of earth and sky! Refrain Ye children of the light, Arise with Him, arise; See, how the Day-star bright Is burning in the skies! Refrain Leave in the grave beneath The old things passed away; Buried with Him in death, O live with Him today. Refrain Oh, let your hearts be strong! For we, like Him, shall rise; To dwell with Him ere long In bliss beyond the skies! Refrain We sing Thee, Lord divine, With all our hearts and powers; For we are ever Thine; And Thou art ever ours. Refrain

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Markus 13:35

• [Mrk 13:35] Christ Returneth

  It may be at morn, when the day is awaking, When sunlight through darkness and shadow is breaking That Jesus will come in the fullness of glory To receive from the world “His own.” Refrain O Lord Jesus, how long, how long Ere we shout the glad song, Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen. Hallelujah! Amen. It may be at midday, it may be at twilight, It may be, perchance, that the blackness of midnight Will burst into light in the blaze of His glory, When Jesus receives “His own.” Refrain While its hosts cry Hosanna, from heaven descending, With glorified saints and the angels attending, With grace on His brow, like a halo of glory, Will Jesus receive “His own.” Refrain Oh, joy! oh, delight! should we go without dying, No sickness, no sadness, no dread and no crying. Caught up through the clouds with our Lord into glory, When Jesus receives “His own.” Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 13:35] I Know Not The Hour

  I know not the hour when my Lord will come To take me away to His own dear home; But I know that His presence will lighten the gloom, And that will be glory for me. And that will be glory for me, Oh, that will be glory for me! But I know that His presence will lighten the gloom, And that will be glory for me. I know not the song that the angels sing, I know not the sound of the harps’ glad ring; But I know there’ll be mention of Jesus our King, And that will be music for me. And that will be music for me, Oh, that will be music for me! But I know there’ll be mention of Jesus our King, And that will be music for me. I know not the form of my mansion fair, I know not the name that I then shall bear; But I know that my Savior will welcome me there, And that will be Heaven for me. And that will be Heaven for me, Oh, that will be Heaven for me. But I know that my Savior will welcome me there, And that will be Heaven for me.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 13:35] O Why Not Tonight?

  O do not let the Word depart, And close thine eyes against the light; Poor sinner, harden not your heart, Be saved, O tonight. Refrain O why not tonight? O why not tonight? Wilt thou be saved? Then why not tonight? Tomorrow’s sun may never rise To bless thy long deluded sight; This is the time, O then be wise, Be saved, O tonight. Refrain Our Lord in pity lingers still, And wilt thou thus His love requite? Renounce at once thy stubborn will, Be saved, O tonight. Refrain Our blessèd Lord refuses none Who would to Him their souls unite; Believe on Him, the work is done, Be saved, O tonight. Refrain Oh, do not let thy Lord depart, And close thine eyes against the light; Poor sinner, harden not thy heart; Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Tomorrow’s sun may never rise To bless thy long-deluded sight; This is the time!—oh, then, be wise! Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Our God in pity lingers still; Oh, wilt thou thus His love requite? Renounce at length thy stubborn will,— Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Our blessèd Lord refuses none Who would to Him their souls unite; Then be the work of grace begun: Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight?

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 16:6

• [Mrk 16:6] Rise All Who Seek The Crucified

  Rise all who seek the Crucified, The God that once for sinners died, With lifted voice and heart adore, Chasing our griefs, and sins, and fears, The Sun of Righteousness appears, Appears, to set in blood no more. To death delivered in our stead, For us He rises from the dead, And life to all His members brings; He gives us, while He soars above, The dew of grace, the balm of love, And drops salvation from His wings. This day the Scripture is fulfilled, The Father now His Son has sealed, And owned Him for His Son with power; God from the belly of the earth Hath called Him forth to second birth, Nor let the greedy deep devour. Cast for our sins into the deep, His life hath saved the sinking ship, His life for ours a ransom given; But lo! on the third joyful morn Our Jonas doth for us return Emerging from His tomb to Heaven.

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• [Mrk 16:6] Low In The Grave He Lay

  Low in the grave He lay, Jesus my Savior, Waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord! Refrain Up from the grave He arose, With a mighty triumph o’er His foes, He arose a Victor from the dark domain, And He lives forever, with His saints to reign. He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose! Vainly they watch His bed, Jesus my Savior; Vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord! Refrain Death cannot keep its Prey, Jesus my Savior; He tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord! Refrain

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Markus 16:9

• [Mrk 16:9] Happy Magdalene, To Whom

  Happy Magdalene, to whom Christ the Lord vouchsafed t’appear! Newly risen from the tomb, Would He first be seen by her? Her by seven devils possessed, Till His Word the fiends expelled; Quenched the hell within her breast, All her sins and sickness healed. Yes, to her the Master came, First His welcome voice she hears: Jesus calls her by her name, He the weeping sinner cheers, Lets her the dear task repeat, While her eyes again run o’er; Lets her wash His bleeding feet, Kiss them, and with joy adore. Highly favored soul! To her Farther still His grace extends, Raises the glad messenger, Sends her to His drooping friends; Tidings of their living Lord First in her report they find: She must spread the Gospel word, Teach the teachers of mankind. Who can now presume to fear? Who despair his Lord to see? Jesus, wilt Thou not appear, Show Thyself alive to me? Yea, my God, I dare not doubt, Thou shalt all my sins remove; Thou hast cast a legion out, Thou wilt perfect me in love. Surely Thou hast called me now! Now I hear the voice divine, At Thy wounded feet I bow, Wounded for whose sins but mine! I have nailed Him to the tree, I have sent Him to the grave: But the Lord is ris’n for me, Hold of Him by faith I have. Here for ever I would lie, Didst Thou not Thy servant raise, Send me forth to testify All the wonders of Thy grace. Lo! I at Thy bidding go, Gladly to Thy followers tell They their rising God may know, They the life of Christ may feel. Hear, ye brethren of the Lord, (Such as He vouchsafes to call) O believe the Gospel word, Christ hath died, and rose for all: Turn ye from your sins to God, Haste to Galilee, and see Him, who bought Thee with His blood, Him, who rose to live in Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 16:9] Son Of The Highest, Deign To Cast

  Son of the Highest, deign to cast On us a pitying eye, Thou Who repentant Magdalene Didst call to joys on high. Thy long lost coin is stored at length In treasure house divine, The jewel from pollution cleansed Doth now the stars outshine. Jesu, the balm of every wound, The sinner’s only stay, Grant us, like Magdalene, to weep In this Thy mercy’s day. Absolve us by Thy gracious Word, Fulfill us with Thy love, And guide us through the storms of life To perfect rest above. All praise, all glory be to Thee, O everlasting Lord, Whose mercy doth our souls forgive, Whose bounty doth reward.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Markus 8:38

• [Mrk 8:38] Jesus, And Shall It Ever Be

  Jesus, and shall it ever be, A mortal man, ashamed of Thee? Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let night disown each radiant star! ’Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. Ashamed of Jesus! O as soon Let morning blush to own the sun! He sheds the beams of light divine O’er this benighted soul of mine. Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend On Whom my hopes of Heav’n depend! No; when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere His Name. Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may When I’ve no guilt to wash away; No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. Ashamed of Jesus! empty pride! I’ll boast a Savior crucified, And O may this my portion be, My Savior not ashamed of me! Jesus! and shall it ever be! A mortal man ashamed of Thee? Scorn’d be the thought by rich and poor; O may I scorn it more and more! Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star. Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight blush to think of noon. ’Tis evening with my soul till He, That Morning Star, bids darkness flee; He sheds the beam of noon divine O’er all this midnight soul of mine. Ashamed of Jesus! shall yon field Blush when it think who bids it yield? Yet blush I must, while I adore, I blush to think I yield no more. Ashamed of Jesus! of that Friend On whom for heaven my hopes depend! It must not be! be this my shame, That I no more revere His name. Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may, When I’ve no crimes to wash away; No tear to wipe, no joy to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. Till then (nor is the boasting vain), Till then I boast a Saviour slain: And, oh, may this my portion be, That Saviour not ashamed of me!

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  source: Cyberhymnal