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Lukas 15:10

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Lukas 15:10

• [Luk 15:10] Good News

  Good news! good news of a soul redeemed, A penitent forgiven! Good news! good news that another friend Is on the way to Heaven! Refrain Rejoice! rejoice! there’s joy today In the land beyond the river; Another gem for His diadem, A star to shine forever. Good news! good news that another heart Has learned redemption’s story; Good news! good news that another voice Will sing His praise in glory. Refrain Good news! good news that another life Will show the power of Jesus, Will prove the might of the saving grace Which daily, hourly frees us. Refrain Good news! good news that another hand Will precious seed be sowing, Another guide to lead straying feet Where living streams are flowing. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:10] Ring The Bells Of Heaven

  Ring the bells of Heaven! There is joy today, For a soul, returning from the wild! See, the Father meets him out upon the way, Welcoming His weary, wandering child. Refrain Glory! Glory! How the angels sing: Glory! Glory! How the loud harps ring! ’Tis the ransomed army, like a mighty sea, Pealing forth the anthem of the free. Ring the bells of Heaven! There is joy today, For the wanderer now is reconciled; Yes, a soul is rescued from his sinful way, And is born anew a ransomed child. Refrain Ring the bells of Heaven! Spread the feast today! Angels, swell the glad triumphant strain! Tell the joyful tidings, bear it far away! For a precious soul is born again. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:10] There Is Sound Of Rejoicing

  There is sound of rejoicing around the great throne, A whisper of myriad wings; For the foe that accuseth us lies cast down, And the choir of angels sings— Refrain Salvation, and honor, and majesty be, Lord of all power and might unto Thee. And the soul may approach to her God without dread, In moment of praise of prayer; “Fear ye not,” the bright angels of God have said, “Glad tidings of joy we bear.” Refrain But the hour draweth nigh when the angel shall stand With foot on the silent shore; By the Lord he shall swear, as he lifts his hand, And that Time shall be no more. Refrain And the thunders shall roll, and the dead, great and small, At the throne of the Judge shall stand; And the song shall re sound thro’ the heav’nly hall, Of the saints at God’s right hand. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:10] There Is Joy

  When a sinner comes, as a sinner may, There is joy, there is joy; When he turns to God in the Gospel way, There is joy, there is joy. Refrain There is joy among the angels, And their harps with music ring, When a sinner comes repenting, Bending low before the King. When a soul is born in the kingdom bright, There is joy, there is joy; When it walks by faith in the Gospel light, There is joy, there is joy. Refrain When a pilgrim comes to the river wide, There is joy, there is joy; When he dwells secure on the other side, There is joy, there is joy. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:10] There Was Joy In Heaven

  There was joy in Heaven, There was joy in Heaven, When this goodly world to frame The Lord of might and mercy came; Shouts of joy were heard on high, And the stars sang from the sky, Glory to God in Heav’n. There was joy in Heaven, There was joy in Heaven, When the billows heaving dark, Sank around the stranded ark, And the rainbow’s watery span Spake of mercy, hope to man, And peace with God in Heav’n. There was joy in Heaven, There was joy in Heaven, When of love the midnight beam Dawned on the towers of Bethlehem, And along the echoing hill Angels sang, “On earth good will, And glory in the Heav’n!” There was joy in Heaven, There was joy in Heaven, When the soul that went astray Turns to Christ, the living Way, And, by grace of Heav’n subdued, Breathes a prayer of gratitude, Oh, there is joy in Heav’n.

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• [Luk 15:10] Why Do The Holy Angels Sing?

  Why do the holy angels sing? Why do the heav’nly arches ring With anthems sweet from seraphs bright, With glittering crowns and robes of white? Refrain They sing of the Lamb that was slain, The Savior that lives again, The Root and the Offspring of David, The bright and Morning Star! Glory to Thee, our God, they cry, Maker of earth, and sea, and sky, To Thee our highest strains belong, Thou great Inspirer of our song. Refrain Beautiful world where all is bright, Rivers of gold and fields of light, In murmured tones of joy prolong The echo of the angels’ song. Refrain Well may the holy angels sing, Well may the heav’nly arches ring, With anthems sweet from choirs above, They sing of God, and God is love. Refrain

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Lukas 16:22

• [Luk 16:22] My Latest Sun Is Sinking Fast

  My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run; My strongest trials now are past, My triumph is begun. Refrain O come, angel band, Come and around me stand; O bear me away on your snowy wings To my eternal home; O bear me away on your snowy wings To my eternal home. I know I’m near the holy ranks Of friends and kindred dear, For I hear the waves on Jordan’s banks, The crossing must be near. Refrain I’ve almost reached my heav’nly home, My spirit loudly sings; Thy holy ones, behold, they come! I hear the noise of wings. Refrain O bear my longing heart to Him, Who bled and died for me; Whose blood now cleanses from all sin, And gives me victory. Refrain

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• [Luk 16:22] Will The Angels Come?

  When I have finished my journey on earth, Ended my labor of love, When I am waiting for Jesus to say, “Haste to thy mansion above.” Refrain Will they come? Will they come? Say, will the angels come, And to Jesus carry me home? Will they come? Will they come? Say, will the angels come, And to Jesus carry me home? When I am breathing my latest farewell, Parting from all that is dear, When on my pillow I wearily turn, Say, will the angels be near? Refrain When, as I gaze from the threshold of time, Fainter and fainter the light, Softer and softer the voices I hear, Bidding my spirit good night. Refrain Yes; they will come from the bright, sunny land, Come on their pinions so fair; Jesus will send them its glory to tell, Angels will carry me there. Refrain

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Ibrani 1:14

• [Ibr 1:14] Lord God, We All To Thee Give Praise

  Lord God, we all to Thee give praise, Thanksgivings meet to Thee we raise, That angel hosts Thou didst create Around Thy glorious throne to wait. They shine with light and heav’nly grace And constantly behold Thy face; They heed Thy voice, they know it well, In godly wisdom they excel. They never rest nor sleep as we; Their whole delight is but to be With Thee, Lord Jesus, and to keep Thy little flock, Thy lambs and sheep. The ancient Dragon is their foe; His envy and his wrath they know. It always is his aim and pride Thy Christian people to divide. As he of old deceived the world And into sin and death was hurled, So now he subtly lies in wait To ruin school and Church and state. A roaring lion round he goes, No halt nor rest he ever knows; He seeks the Christians to devour And slay them by his dreadful power. But watchful is the angel band That follows Christ on every hand To guard His people where they go And break the counsel of the Foe. For this, now and in days to be, Our praise shall rise, O Lord, to Thee, Whom all the angel hosts adore With grateful songs forevermore.

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• [Ibr 1:14] They Come, God’s Messengers Of Love

  They come, God’s messengers of love, They come from realms of peace above, From homes of never fading light, From blissful mansions ever bright. They come to watch around us here, To soothe our sorrow, calm our fear: Ye heavenly guides, speed not away, God willeth you with us to stay. But chiefly at its journey’s end ’Tis yours the spirit to befriend, And whisper to the faithful heart, “O Christian soul, in peace depart.” Blest Jesu, Thou Whose groans and tears Have sanctified frail nature’s fears, To earth in bitter sorrow weighed, Thou didst not scorn Thine angel’s aid; An angel guard to us supply, When on the bed of death we lie; And by Thine own Almighty power O shield us in the last dread hour. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, From all above and all below, Let joyful praise unceasing flow.

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  source: Cyberhymnal