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Kisah Para Rasul 22:6-28

Wahyu 13:3-8

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Kisah Para Rasul 22:6-28

• [Kis 22:20] First Of Martyrs, Thou Whose Name

  First of martyrs, thou whose name Doth thy golden crown proclaim, Not of flowers that fade away Weave we this thy crown today. Bright the stones which bruise thee gleam Sprinkled with thy life blood’s stream; Stars around thy sainted head Never could such radiance shed. Every wound upon thy brow Sparkles with unearthly glow; Like an angel’s is thy face Beaming with celestial grace. Oh, how blessèd first to be Slain for Him Who bled for thee; First like Him in dying hour Witness to almighty power. First to follow where He trod Through the deep Red Sea of blood; First, but in thy footsteps press Saints and martyrs numberless. Glory to the Father be, Glory, Virgin Born, to Thee, Glory to the Holy Ghost, Praised by men and heavenly host.

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Titus 1:3-4

• [Tit 1:4] Come, Thou Savior Of Our Race

  Come, Thou Savior of our race, Choicest Gift of heav’nly grace! O Thou blessèd virgin’s Son, Be Thy race on earth begun, Be Thy race on earth begun. Not of mortal blood or birth, He descends from Heaven to earth; By the Holy Ghost conceived, God and man by us believed, God and man by us believed. Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child Of the virgin undefiled! Though by all the world disowned, Still to be in Heaven enthroned, Still to be in Heaven enthroned From the Father forth He came, And returneth to the same; Captive leading death and hell— High the song of triumph swell, High the song of triumph swell! Equal to the Father now, Though to dust Thou once didst bow, Boundless shall Thy kingdom be; When shall we its glories see, When shall we its glories see? Brightly doth Thy manger shine! Glorious in its light divine: Let not sin o’ercloud this light, Ever be our faith thus bright, Ever be our faith thus bright.

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Wahyu 13:3-8

• [Why 13:8] I Thirst, Thou Wounded Lamb Of God

  I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God, To wash me in Thy cleansing blood, To dwell within Thy wounds; then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. Take this poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all but Thee! Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. How blest are they who still abide, Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side; Who life and strength from thence derive, And by Thee move, and in Thee live. What are our works, but sin and death, Till Thou Thy quickening Spirit breathe? Thou giv’st the power Thy grace to move; O wondrous grace! O boundless love! How can it be, Thou heavenly King, That Thou shouldst us to glory bring; Make slaves the partners of Thy throne, Decked with a never-failing crown? Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o’erflow, Our words are lost; nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside, My Lord, my Love, is crucified! Ah! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders Thou hast wrought; Unloose our stammering tongues to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable. First-born of many brethren, Thou! To Thee, lo! all our souls we bow, To Thee our hearts and hands we give, Thine may we die, Thine may we live!

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• [Why 13:8] O Thou, Before The World Began

  O Thou, before the world began, Ordained a sacrifice for man, And by th’eternal Spirit made An Offering for the sinner’s stead; Our everlasting Priest art Thou, Pleading Thy death for sinners now. Thy offering still continues new Before the righteous Father’s view; Thyself the Lamb for ever slain, Thy priesthood doth unchanged remain; Thy years, O God, can never fail, Nor Thy blest work within the veil. O that our faith may never move, But stand unshaken as Thy love! Sure evidence of things unseen, Now let it pass the years between, And view Thee bleeding on the tree, My Lord, my God, who dies for me.

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