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Markus 9:14-29

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Matius 17:14-21

• [Mat 17:21] O Father, In Whose Great Design

  O Father, in Whose great design Our human love is made divine, Teach us to give our love to those By sin beset and all its woes; On Thee for them to cast our care, By fasting and by lowly prayer. Lord Jesu, grant us eyes to see In our poor brethren Thine and Thee— To give ourselves where others need; Where others sin to intercede; And thus, by fasting and by prayer, Our brethren’s burden seek to bear. O Spirit, by Whose grace alone The many members are made one O warm our hearts, inspire our will, That we Thy purpose may fulfill; And thus, by fasting and by prayer, Through Thee “the glorious Church” prepare. O God, all-loving Three in One Whom we shall see beyond the sun; Where walk in white the blood-bought throng, Where soars to Thee the sweet new song, Grant that we find the brethren there We sought by fasting and by prayer.

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Markus 9:14-29

• [Mrk 9:23] My Sins Have Taken Such A Hold On Me

  My sins have taken such a hold on me, I am not able to look up to Thee; Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: But Thou hast taken all my sins away, And I in Thee dare now look up and pray: Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief. Of nights unhallowed, and of sinful days, Of careless thoughts and words and works and way, Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: And in the life which doth within me live, And the forgiveness which can all forgive, Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief. Of selfishness which makes the soul unjust, Envy and strife and every sinful lust, Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: And in the blood, which doth my pardon plead, The truth and love, which for me intercede, Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief. Of sins that as a cloud have hid Thy face, Of Thy care slighted, and thy grievèd grace, Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: In Love, that puts sin’s envious veil aside, Rending the veil of flesh which for me died, Lord, I believe, help Thou mine unbelief. For sin I mourn, the sin that gave Thee pain; Thine was the burden, mine alone the stain; Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: Christ is my joy; and out of all distress He doth deliver with His righteousness: Lord, I believe, help Thou mine unbelief.

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• [Mrk 9:24] Lord, I Believe

  “Lord, I believe: help Thou mine unbelief”; Let me no other master know but Thee. Thou art the Christian’s God, the only King and Chief Of all who soldiers of the cross would be. “Lord, I believe,” in mercy grant me grace To know Thee, blessèd Savior, more and more; I can do naught without Thee; Jesus, show Thy face Unto Thy servant who would Thee adore. “Lord, I believe”; the hold of sin is strong, And stout its heart to pluck me from Thy love; But stronger is Thy grace; oh, strengthen and prolong The work of faith in me, my doubts remove. “Lord, I believe: help Thou mine unbelief”; Be this my prayer though good report and ill; Only to Thee I cling; if long my day or brief, Master and Savior, I will trust Thee still!

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• [Mrk 9:24] Lord, Believe, Thy Power I Own

  Lord, I believe; Thy power I own, Thy Word I would obey; I wander comfortless and lone When from Thy truth I stray. Lord, I believe; but gloomy fears Sometimes bedim my sight; I look to Thee with prayers and tears, And cry for strength and light. Lord, I believe; but Thou dost know My faith is cold and weak; Pity my frailty, and bestow The confidence I seek. Yes, I believe; and only Thou Canst give my soul relief; Lord, to Thy truth my spirit bow; Help Thou mine unbelief.

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• [Mrk 9:24] Savior, I Have Need Of Thee

  Savior, I have need of Thee; Faith is faint, and hope is weak; Far and farther seems to be That fair home of Thine I seek; Home and rest, and peace divine From my seeking seem to flee; Yet, dear Savior, I am Thine; Come, for I have need of Thee. Let me know that love of Thine Which all knowledge passeth still; Let me feel Thy peace divine: All my spirit sweetly fill; Life of my life wilt Thou be; Then betide whatever may, It shall be enough for me, I shall walk with Thee today.

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  source: Cyberhymnal