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Amsal 3:3-4

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Amsal 3:3-4

• [Ams 3:3] Loyalty Unto Christ

  “Loyalty unto Christ” the trumpet now is sounding, And the echoes answer from the fields of sin; Nations are awaking, idol thrones are shaking, For the great millennium is coming in. Like a mighty army, The heralds of the cross are spreading over land and sea. Bearing through the darkness, The light that leadeth to salvation full and free. Refrain Long and loud, “Loyalty unto Christ” we sing; Till every human tongue shall hear His praises sung! Let the hills, valleys and desert places ring, With “Loyalty unto Christ, our Lord and King.” Loyalty, faith and works, in holy consecration, Shall the scattered nations unto Him restore; Then the world shall own Him, and with joy enthrone Him, King of kings and Lord of lords forevermore. See the darkness lifting! The Gospel light of truth is spreading to the perfect day! Clouds are backward drifting! Renew endeavor! for the King prepare the way! Refrain “Loyalty unto Christ!” O what a mighty power, Were the hosts of God united in His Name! Then would angels greet us, Christ Himself would meet us, And baptize us with the Pentecostal flame. Then would come the triumph, And Christ be known and loved, His praise be sung from shore to shore; Earth would then, in glory, Become the kingdom of the Lord forevermore. Refrain

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Roma 14:18

• [Rm 14:18] Do Something For Jesus

  O brother, do something for Jesus, Do something, my brother, today; Go tell how He died for the sinner, And save them from sin’s rugged way. Refrain O brother, do something for Jesus, Do something for Jesus today, Be faithful to Him, life’s battles to win, Do something for Jesus today. My brother, do something for Jesus, O while not the moments away, The Savior is tenderly calling, Enlist in His service today. Refrain O brother, it pays to serve Jesus, It pays to serve Him every day, In Him there is strength for the weary, And mercy sufficient alway. Refrain

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• [Rm 14:18] It May Not Be Our Lot

  It may not be our lot to wield The sickle in the ripened field; Nor ours to hear, on summer eves, The reaper’s song among the sheaves. Yet where our duty’s task is wrought In unison with God’s great thought, The near and future blend in one, And whatsoe’er is willed, is done. And ours the grateful service whence Comes, day by day, the recompense; The hope, the trust, the purpose stayed, The fountain, and the noonday shade. And were this lift the utmost span, The only end and aim of man, Better the toil of fields like these Than waking dream and slotfhful ease. But life, though falling like our grain, Like that revives and springs again; And, early called, how blest are they Who wait in heaven, their harvest day!

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  source: Cyberhymnal