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Mazmur 72:17-19

• [Mzm 72:17] Again Thy Glorious Sun Doth Rise

  Again thy glorious sun doth rise, I praise Thee, O my Lord; With courage, strength, and hope renewed, I touch the joyful chord. On good and evil, Lord, Thy sun Is rising as on me; Let me in patience and in love Seek thus to be like Thee. May I in virtue and in faith, And with Thy gifts content; Rejoice beneath Thy covering wings, Each day in mercy sent. Safe with Thy counsel in my work, Thee, Lord, I’ll keep in view, And feel that still Thy bounteous grace Is every morning new.

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• [Mzm 72:18] Now Blessed Be The Lord Our God

  Now blessèd be the Lord our God, The God of Israel. For He alone doth wondrous works In glory that excel. His wide dominion shall extend From sea to shining sea, And unto earth’s remotest bounds His peaceful rule shall be. Yea, all the kings shall bow to Him, His rule all nations hail; He will regard the poor man’s cry When other helpers fail. And blessèd be His glorious Name To all eternity; The whole earth let His glory fill, Amen, so let it be.

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• [Mzm 72:19] Heavenly Father, Sovereign Lord

  Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord, Ever faithful to Thy word, Humbly we our seal set to, Testify that Thou art true. Lo! for us the wilds are glad, All in cheerful green arrayed, Opening sweets they all disclose, Bud and blossom as the rose. Hark! the wastes have found a voice, Lonely deserts now rejoice, Gladsome hallelujahs sing, All around with praises ring. Lo! abundantly they bloom, Lebanon is hither come, Carmel’s stores the heavens dispense, Sharon’s fertile excellence. See, these barren souls of ours Bloom, and put forth fruits and flowers, Flowers of Eden, fruits of grace, Peace, and joy, and righteousness. We behold (the abjects we!) Christ, the incarnate Deity, Christ, in whom Thy glories shine, Excellence of strength divine. Ye that tremble at his frown, He shall lift your hands cast down; Christ, who all your weakness sees, He shall prop your feeble knees. Ye of fearful hearts, be strong; Jesus will not tarry long; Fear not lest his truth should fail, Jesus is unchangeable. God, your God, shall surely come, Quell your foes, and seal their doom, He shall come and save you too; We, O Lord, have found thee true! Blind we were, but now we see, Deal; we hearken now to thee, Dumb, for thee our tongues employ, Lame, and, lo! we leap for joy. Faint we were, and parched with drought, Water at Thy word gushed out, Streams of grace our thirst repress, Starting from the wilderness; Still we gasp Thy grace to know, Here for ever let it flow, Make the thirsty land a pool; Fix the Spirit in our soul. Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord, Be Thy glorious Name adored! Lord, Thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial Goodness, hail! Though unworthy of Thine ear, Deign our humble songs to hear; Purer praise we hope to bring, When around Thy throne we sing. While on earth ordained to stay, Guide our footsteps in Thy way, Till we come to dwell with Thee, Till we all Thy glory see. When, with angel harps again, We will wake a nobler strain; There, in joyful songs of praise, Our triumphant songs we raise. Grateful notes and numbers bring; While Jehovah’s praise we sing: Holy, holy, holy, Lord! Be Thy glorious name adored. Men on earth, and saints above, Sing the great Redeemer’s love: Lord, Thy mercies never fail! Hail, celestial goodness, hail! Though unworthy, Lord, Thine ear, Our humble hallelujahs hear; Purer praise hope to bring When with saints we stand and sing. Lead us to that blissful state, Where Thou reignest supremely great; Look with pity from Thy throne, And send Thy Holy Spirit down. While on earth ordained to stay Guide our footsteps in Thy way; Till we come to reign with Thee, And all Thy glorious greatness see. Then with angels we’ll again Wake a louder, louder strain; There, in joyful songs of praise, We’ll our grateful voices raise. There no tongue shall silent be: There all shall join sweet harmony; That through heaven’s all spacious round, Thy praise, O God, may ever sound!

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• [Mzm 72:19] Lord Of The Harvest! It Is Right And Meet

  Lord of the harvest! it is right and meet That we should lay our first-fruits at Thy feet With joyful Alleluia. Sweet is the soul’s thanksgiving after prayer; Sweet is the worship that with Heav’n we share, Who sing the Alleluia! Lowly we prayed, and Thou didst hear on high— Didst lift our hearts and change our suppliant cry To festal Alleluia. So sing we now in tune with that great song, That all the age of ages shall prolong, The endless Alleluia. To Thee, O Lord of Harvest, who hast heard, And to Thy white robed reapers giv’n the word, We sing our Alleluia. O Christ, who in the wide world’s ghostly sea Hast bid the net be cast anew, to Thee We sing our Alleluia. To Thee, eternal Spirit, who again Hast moved with life upon the slumbrous main, We sing our Alleluia. Yea, West and East the companies go forth; “We come!” is sounding to the South and North; To God sing Alleluia. The fishermen of Jesus far away Seek in new waters an immortal prey; To Christ the Alleluia. The Holy Dove is brooding o’er the deep, And careless hearts are waking out of sleep; To Him sing Alleluia. Yea, for sweet hope new-born—blest work begun— Sing Alleluia to the Three in One, Adoring Alleluia. Glory to God! the Church in patience cries; Glory to God! the Church at rest replies, With endless Alleluia.

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• [Mzm 72:19] To Our Redeemer’s Glorious Name

  To our Redeemer’s glorious Name Awake the sacred song: O may His love—immortal flame— Tune every heart and tongue. His love, what mortal tongue can reach? What mortal tongue display? Imagination’s utmost stretch In wonder dies away. Let wonder still with love unite, And gratitude and joy; Be Jesus our supreme delight, His praise our best employ. Jesus, who left His throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came on earth to bleed and die— Was ever love like this? Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, The Savior died for me. O may the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love Thy charming Name, And join the sacred song.

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Yesaya 53:2-3

• [Yes 53:3] Ah, Holy Jesus

  Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended, That man to judge Thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by Thine own rejected, O most afflicted. Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon Thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone Thee. ’Twas I, Lord, Jesus, I it was denied Thee! I crucified Thee. Lo, the Good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; The slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered; For man’s atonement, while he nothing heedeth, God intercedeth. For me, kind Jesus, was Thy incarnation, Thy mortal sorrow, and Thy life’s oblation; Thy death of anguish and Thy bitter passion, For my salvation. Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay Thee, I do adore Thee, and will ever pray Thee, Think on Thy pity and Thy love unswerving, Not my deserving.

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• [Yes 53:3] Hail, Thou Once Despised Jesus

  Hail, Thou once despisèd Jesus! Hail, Thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, Thou universal Savior, who hast borne our sin and shame! By Thy merits we find favor; life is given through Thy Name. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, all our sins on Thee were laid; By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. Every sin may be forgiven through the virtue of Thy blood; Opened is the gate of Heaven, reconciled are we with God. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, there forever to abide; All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, seated at Thy Father’s side. There for sinners Thou art pleading; there Thou dost our place prepare; Thou for saints art interceding till in glory they appear. Worship, honor, power and blessing Christ is worthy to receive; Loudest praises, without ceasing, right it is for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits, bring your sweetest, noblest lays; Help to sing of Jesus’ merits, help to chant Emmanuel’s praise!

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• [Yes 53:3] Hallelujah! What A Savior

  Man of Sorrows! what a name For the Son of God, who came Ruined sinners to reclaim. Hallelujah! What a Savior! Bearing shame and scoffing rude, In my place condemned He stood; Sealed my pardon with His blood. Hallelujah! What a Savior! Guilty, vile, and helpless we; Spotless Lamb of God was He; “Full atonement!” can it be? Hallelujah! What a Savior! Lifted up was He to die; “It is finished!” was His cry; Now in Heav’n exalted high. Hallelujah! What a Savior! When He comes, our glorious King, All His ransomed home to bring, Then anew His song we’ll sing: Hallelujah! What a Savior!

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• [Yes 53:3] It Is Finished! Man Of Sorrows

  “It is finished!” Man of Sorrows! From Thy cross our frailty borrows Strength to bear and conquer thus. While extended there, we view Thee: Mighty Suff’rer, draw us to Thee, Sufferer victorious! Not in vain for us uplifted: Man of Sorrows, wonder gifted May that sacred emblem be. Lifted high amid the ages: Guide of heroes, saints, and sages, May it guide us still to Thee. Still to Thee, whose love unbounded Sorrow’s depth’s for us has sounded, Perfected by conflicts sore. Honored be Thy cross forever: Star, that points our high endeavor, Whither Thou hast gone before!

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• [Yes 53:3] Lord Is Come!, The

  The Lord is come! On Syrian soil, The child of poverty and toil; The Man of Sorrows, born to know Each varying shade of human woe: His joy, His glory, to fulfill, In earth and Heav’n, His Father’s will; On lonely mount, by festive board, On bitter cross, despised, adored. The Lord is come! In Him we trace The fullness of God’s truth and grace; Throughout those words and acts divine Gleams of th’eternal splendor shine; And from His inmost Spirit flow, As from a height of sunlit snow, The rivers of perennial life, To heal and sweeten nature’s strife. The Lord is come! In every heart Where truth and mercy claim apart; In every land where right is might, And deeds of darkness shun the light; In every church where faith and love Lift earthward thoughts to things above; In every holy, happy home, We bless Thee, Lord, that Thou hast come.

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• [Yes 53:3] My Crucified Savior

  My crucified Savior, despised and contemned, Thou innocent victim for sinners condemned, Thy garments are blood-stained, Thy spirit doth groan, In agony prostrate, Thou suff’rest alone. Thou weepest and moanest in conflict and prayer, And writhest in agony, pain and despair; In thirty years’ anguish our path Thou hast trod, And diest at last to redeem us to God. Our Savior thus finished God’s plan with our race, And laid the foundation for pardon and grace. And then rose triumphant, the conquering Lord, Appeased the Creator and mankind restored. Restored to the bliss that was lost in the fall, Yea, greater, for Jesus prepared for us all Eternal salvation and mansions above; Come, poor, burdened sinners, rejoice in His love. Yea, come, trembling sinner, come just as thou art, Thy cares and thy sorrows to Jesus impart; In Him seek salvation from death and the grave, For Jesus is willing and mighty to save.

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• [Yes 53:3] O Dearest Jesus

  O dearest Jesus, what law hast Thou broken That such sharp sentence should on Thee be spoken? Of what great crime hast Thou to make confession— What dark transgression? They crown Thy head with thorns, they smite, they scourge Thee; With cruel mockings to the cross they urge Thee; They give Thee gall to drink, they still decry Thee; They crucify Thee. Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish? It is my sins for which Thou, Lord, must languish; Yea, all the wrath, the woe, Thou dost inherit, This I do merit. What punishment so strange is suffered yonder! The Shepherd dies for sheep that loved to wander; The Master pays the debt His servants owe Him, Who would not know Him. The sinless Son of God must die in sadness; The sinful child of man may live in gladness; Man forfeited his life and is acquitted— God is committed. There was no spot in me by sin untainted; Sick with sin’s poison, all my heart had fainted; My heavy guilt to hell had well-nigh brought me, Such woe it wrought me. O wondrous love, whose depth no heart hath sounded, That brought Thee here, by foes and thieves surrounded! All worldly pleasures, heedless, I was trying While Thou wert dying. O mighty King, no time can dim Thy glory! How shall I spread abroad Thy wondrous story? How shall I find some worthy gifts to proffer? What dare I offer? For vainly doth our human wisdom ponder— Thy woes, Thy mercy, still transcend our wonder. Oh, how should I do aught that could delight Thee! Can I requite Thee? Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee; I will renounce whate’er doth vex or grieve Thee And quench with thoughts of Thee and prayers most lowly All fires unholy. But since my strength will nevermore suffice me To crucify desires that still entice me, To all good deeds, oh, let Thy Spirit win me And reign within me! I’ll think upon Thy mercy without ceasing, That earth’s vain joys to me no more be pleasing; To do Thy will shall be my sole endeavor Henceforth forever. Whate’er of earthly good this life may grant me, I’ll risk for Thee; no shame, no cross, shall daunt me; I shall not fear what man can do to harm me Nor death alarm me. But worthless is my sacrifice, I own it; Yet, Lord, for love’s sake Thou wilt not disown it; Thou wilt accept my gift in Thy great meekness Nor shame my weakness. And when, dear Lord, before Thy throne in Heaven To me the crown of joy at last is given, Where sweetest hymns Thy saints forever raise Thee, I, too, shall praise Thee.

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• [Yes 53:3] What Grace, O Lord, And Beauty Shone

  What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone Around Thy steps below! What patient love was seen in all Thy life and death of woe. For, ever on Thy burdened heart A weight of sorrow hung; Yet no ungentle, murmuring word Escaped Thy silent tongue. Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, Thy friends unfaithful prove; Unwearied in forgiveness still, Thy heart could only love. O give us hearts to love like Thee! Like Thee, O Lord, to grieve Far more for others’ sins than all The wrongs that we receive. One with Thyself, may every eye In us, Thy brethren, see The gentleness and grace that spring From union, Lord, with Thee.

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Yesaya 53:12

• [Yes 53:12] Darkly Rose The Guilty Morning

  Darkly rose the guilty morning, When, the King of glory scorning, Raged the fierce Jerusalem; See the Christ, His cross upbearing, See Him stricken, spit on, wearing The thorn-plated diadem. Not the crowd whose cries assailed Him, Nor the hands that rudely nailed Him, Slew Him on the cursèd tree; Ours the sin from Heav’n that called Him, Ours the sin whose burden galled Him In the sad Gethsemane. For our sins, of glory emptied, He was fasting, lone, and tempted, He was slain on Calvary; Yet He for His murderers pleaded; Lord, by us that prayer is needed, We have pierced, yet trust in Thee. In our wealth and tribulation, By Thy precious cross and passion, By Thy blood and agony, By Thy glorious resurrection, By Thy Holy Ghost’s protection, Make us Thine eternally.

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Matius 13:31-33

• [Mat 13:31] Little Drops Of Water

  Little drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean And the beauteous land. And the little moments, Humble though they be, Make the mighty ages Of eternity. Little deeds of kindness, Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden, Like the Heaven above. So our little errors Lead the soul away, From the paths of virtue Into sin to stray. Little seeds of mercy Sown by youthful hands, Grow to bless the nations Far in heathen lands. Glory then for ever Be to Father, Son, With the Holy Spirit, Blessèd Three in One.

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• [Mat 13:31] That Cause Can Neither Be Lost Nor Stayed

  That cause can never be lost nor stayed Which takes the course of what God has made; And is not trusting in walls and towers, But slowly growing from seeds to flowers. Each noble service that men have wrought Was first conceived as a fruitful thought; Each worthy cause with a future glorious By quietly growing becomes victorious. Thereby itself like a tree it shows: That high it reaches, as deep it grows; And when the storms are its branches shaking, It deeper root in the soil is taking. Be then no more by a storm dismayed, For by it the full grown seeds are laid; And though the tree by its might it shatters, What then, if thousands of seeds it scatters?

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Wahyu 11:15

• [Why 11:15] Ascend Thy Throne, Almighty King

  Ascend Thy throne, almighty King, And spread Thy glories all abroad: Let Thine own arm salvation bring, And be Thou known the gracious God. Let millions bow before Thy seat, Let humble mourners seek Thy face; Bring daring rebels to Thy feet, Subdued by Thy victorious grace. O let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord; Let saints and angels praise Thy Name, Be Thou through Heaven and earth adored.

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• [Why 11:15] Christ Is King

  Come, friends, sing, of the faith that’s so dear to me, Revealed thro’ God’s Son, in Galilee; He brought peace on earth and good will to the sons of men, Go tell it to the world, her King reigns again. Refrain I am so happy in Jesus, Captivity’s Captor is He; Angels rejoice when a soul’s saved, Some day we like Him shall be; Sorrow and joy have the same Lord, Valley of shadows shall sing; Death has its life, its door opens in Heaven eternally, Christ is King. Crucified, thus He suffered and bled for me, Death and the grave won sin’s victory; Then the sky grew dark and the temple veil rent in twain, Rocks rent, and angels came, for He lived again. Refrain At His feet, on old Olivet’s hill, they say, Cloud chariots halted, took Christ away; Then the angels came and to wond’ring disciples said, “He’ll come, and earth and sea shall yield up their dead.” Refrain

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• [Why 11:15] Christ, That Ever Reigneth

  Christ, that ever reigneth, Christ, that here remaineth, Christ, within us dwelling, Christ in praise excelling, Him we proclaim, His glorious Name; To our Creator render Homage all due; lowly and true Homage to Him we tender. Heaven’s high host rejoices, lifting up all voices, Jubilant with gladness—yet the earth with sadness Dreading her fate God doth await Who judgment strict revealeth; Merciful power, save in that hour Those whom Thy passion healeth! Raise us, cleansed, to regions where the angel legions Round Thee aye are soaring, with Thy saints adoring; Grant us Thy peace, bid dangers cease, And Thou, Thy mercy sending, Christ, give us rest, where, with the blest, Thy reign is never ending.

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• [Why 11:15] He Comes! He Comes! The Judge Severe!

  He comes! He comes! the Judge severe! The seventh trumpet speaks Him near; His lightnings flash, His thunders roll; How welcome to the faithful soul! From Heav’n angelic voices sound; See the almighty Jesus crowned, Girt with omnipotence and grace! And glory decks the Savior’s face. Descending on His great white throne, He claims the kingdoms for His own; The kingdoms all obey His Word, And hail Him their triumphant Lord. Shout, all the people of the sky, And all the saints of the Most High; Our Lord, who now His right obtains, Forever and forever reigns.

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• [Why 11:15] Let The Seventh Angel Sound On High

  Let the seventh angel sound on high, Let shouts be heard through all the sky; Kings of the earth, with glad accord, Give up your kingdoms to the Lord. Almighty God, Thy power assume, Who wast, and art, and art to come: Jesus, the Lamb who once was slain, Forever live, forever reign! The angry nations fret and roar, That they can slay the saints no more On wings of vengeance flies our God, To pay the long arrears of blood. Now must the rising dead appear; Now the decisive sentence hear; Now the dear martyrs of the Lord Receive an infinite reward.

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• [Why 11:15] Look, Ye Saints! The Sight Is Glorious

  Look, ye saints! the sight is glorious: See the Man of Sorrows now; From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to Him shall bow; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, Crowns become the Victor’s brow, Crowns become the Victor’s brow. Crown the Savior! angels, crown Him; Rich the trophies Jesus brings; In the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of heaven rings; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, Crown the Savior King of kings, Crown the Savior King of kings. Sinners in derision scorned Him, Mocking thus the Savior’s claim; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His name; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, Spread abroad the Victor’s fame, Spread abroad the Victor’s fame. Hark, those bursts of acclamation! Hark, those loud triumphant chords! Jesus takes the highest station; O what joy the sight affords! Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him, King of kings and Lord of lords! King of kings and Lord of lords!

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