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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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• [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 6:50

• [Mrk 6:50] How Wonderful It Is To Walk With God

  How wonderful it is to walk with God Along the road that holy men have trod; How wonderful it is to hear Him say: Fear not, have faith, ’tis I who lead the way! How wonderful it is to talk with God When cares sweep o’er my spirit like a flood; How wonderful it is to hear His voice, For when He speaks the desert lands rejoice! How wonderful it is to praise my God, Who comforts and protects me with His rod; How wonderful to praise him every hour, My heart attuned to sing His wondrous power! How wonderful it is to fight for God, And point poor sinners to the precious blood; How wonderful it is to wield His sword ’Gainst sin, the enemy of Christ, my Lord! How wonderful ’twill be to live with God When I have crossed death’s deep and swelling flood; How wonderful to see Him face to face When I have fought the fight and won the race!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mrk 6:50] It Is I

  The storm in all its fury Swept dark Gennesaret; They cried in vain for succor, Till Hope’s lone star had set; Then Christ came on the waters In answer to their cry, And spake in tones of comfort, “Fear not, for it is I. Fear not, for it is I.” And life has days of darkness, When thick the storm-clouds lower. When waves dash fiercely round thee, And threaten to devour; But still thou need’st not falter, There’s One forever nigh, Who speaks above the tempest, “Fear not, for it is I. Fear not, for it is I.” He walks the waves beside thee, No storm can drive Him thence; He bids the waters bear thee, His arm is thy defense; His face shines on the billows, Let all thy terror fly; Fear not to trust in Jesus, He beckons, “It is I,” He beckons, “It is I.”

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• [Mrk 6:50] When The Dark Waves Round Us Roll

  When the dark waves round us roll, And we look in vain for aid, Speak, Lord, to the trembling soul, “It is I; be not afraid.” When we dimly trace Thy form In mysterious clouds arrayed, Be the echo of the storm, “It is I; be not afraid.” When our brightest hopes depart, When our fairest visions fade, Whisper to the fainting heart, “It is I; be not afraid.” When we weep beside the bier Where some well-loved form is laid, O may then the mourner hear, “It is I; be not afraid.” When with wearing hopeless pain Sinks the spirit, sore dismayed, Breathe Thou then the comfort-strain, “It is I; be not afraid.” When we feel the end is near, Passing into death’s dark shade, May the voice be strong and clear, “It is I; be not afraid.”

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Markus 11:13

• [Mrk 11:13] Nothing But Leaves

  Nothing but leaves! The Spirit grieves O’er years of wasted life; O’er sins indulged while conscience slept, O’er vows and promises unkept, And reap, from years of strife— Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! No gathered sheaves Of life’s fair rip’ning grain: We sow our seeds; lo! tares and weeds, Words, idle words, for earnest deeds— Then reap, with toil and pain, Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! Sad mem’ry weaves No veil to hide the past; And as we trace our weary way, And count each lost and misspent day, We sadly find at last— Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! Ah, who shall thus the Master meet, And bring but withered leaves? Ah, who shall, at the Savior’s feet, Before the awful judgment seat, Lay down, for golden sheaves, Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves!

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  source: Cyberhymnal