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Wahyu 12:1--13:18

Wahyu 20:1-15

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Wahyu 12:1--13:18

• [Why 12:7] Where Shall My Wondering Soul Begin?

  Where shall my wondering soul begin? How shall I all to heaven aspire? A slave redeemed from death and sin, A brand plucked from eternal fire, How shall I equal triumphs raise, Or sing my great Deliverer’s praise? O how shall I the goodness tell, Father, which Thou to me hast showed? That I, a child of wrath and hell, I should be called a child of God, Should know, should feel my sins forgiven, Blessed with this antepast of Heaven! And shall I slight my Father’s love? Or basely fear His gifts to own? Unmindful of His favors prove? Shall I, the hallowed cross to shun, Refuse His righteousness to impart, By hiding it within my heart? No! though the ancient dragon rage, And call forth all his host to war, Though earth’s self-righteous sons engage Them and their god alike I dare; Jesus, the sinner’s friend, proclaim; Jesus, to sinners still the same. Outcasts of men, to you I call, Harlots, and publicans, and thieves! He spreads His arms to embrace you all; Sinners alone His grace receives; No need of Him the righteous have; He came the lost to seek and save. Come, O my guilty brethren, come, Groaning beneath your load of sin, His bleeding heart shall make you room, His open side shall take you in; He calls you now, invites you home; Come, O my guilty brethren, come! For you the purple current flowed In pardons from His wounded side, Languished for you the eternal God, For you the Prince of glory died: Believe, and all your sin’s forgiven; Only believe, and yours is Heaven!

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• [Why 12:10] Come, Kingdom Of Our God

  Come, kingdom of our God, Sweet reign of light and love! Shed peace and hope and joy abroad, And wisdom, from above. Over our spirits first Extend Thy healing reign; There raise and quench the sacred thirst That never pains again. Come, kingdom of our God! And make the broad earth Thine; Stretch o’er her lands and isles the rod That flowers with grace divine. Soon may all tribes be blest With fruit from life’s glad tree; And in its shade like brothers rest, Sons of one family. Come, kingdom of our God, And raise the glorious throne In worlds by the undying trod, When God shall bless His own.

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• [Why 12:10] To Thee And To Thy Christ, O God

  To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He the lonely wine press trod, Our cup of joy to bring. His glorious arm the strife maintained, He marched in might from far; His robes were with the vintage stained, Red with the wine of war. To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He invaded death’s abode, And robbed him of his sting. The house of dust enthralls no more, For He, the Strong to save, Himself doth guard that silent door, Great Keeper of the grave. To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He hath crushed beneath His rod The world’s proud rebel king. He plunged in His imperial strength To gulfs of darkness down; He brought His trophy up at length, The foiled usurper’s crown. To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He redeemed us with His blood From every evil thing. Thy saving strength His arm upbore, The arm that set us free: Glory, O God, forevermore Be to Thy Christ and Thee.

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• [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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Wahyu 16:1-21

• [Why 16:1] Gathering Clouds, With Aspect Dark, The

  The gathering clouds, with aspect dark, A rising storm presage; O! to be hid within the ark, And sheltered from its rage! See the commissioned angel frown! That vial in his hand, Filled with fierce wrath, is pouring down Upon our guilty land! Ye saints, unite in wrestling prayer; If yet there may be hope; Who knows but Mercy yet may spare, And bid the angel stop! Already is the plague begun, And fired with hostile rage; Brethren, by blood and interest one, With brethren now engage. Peace spreads her wings, prepared for flight, And war, with flaming sword, And hasty strides draws nigh, to fight The battles of the Lord. The first alarm, alas, how few, While distant, seem to hear! But they will hear, and tremble too, When God shall send it near. So thunder, o’er the distant hills, Gives but a murm’ring sound, But as the tempest spreads, it fills, And makes the welkin sound. May we, at least, with one consent, Fall low before the throne With tears the nation’s sins lament, The churches, and our own. The humble souls who mourn and pray, The Lord approves and knows; His mark secures them in the day When vengeance strikes his foes.

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Wahyu 20:1-15

• [Why 20:2] Our Lord’s Return To Earth Again

  I am watching for the coming of the glad millennial day, When our blessèd Lord shall come and catch His waiting bride away. Oh! my heart is filled with rapture as I labor, watch, and pray, For our Lord is coming back to earth again. Refrain Oh, our Lord is coming back to earth again. Yes, our Lord is coming back to earth again. Satan will be bound a thousand years; we’ll have no tempter then, After Jesus shall come back to earth again. Jesus’ coming back will be the answer to earth’s sorrowing cry, For the knowledge of the Lord shall fill the earth and sea and sky. God shall take away all sickness and the sufferer’s tears will dry, When our Savior will come back to earth again. Refrain Yes, the ransomed of the Lord shall come to Zion then with joy, And in all His holy mountain nothing hurts or shall destroy. Perfect peace shall reign in every heart, and love without alloy, After Jesus shall come back to earth again. Refrain Then the sin and sorrow, pain and death of this dark world shall cease, In a glorious reign with Jesus of a thousand years of peace. All the earth is groaning, crying for that day of sweet release, For our Jesus shall come back to earth again. Refrain

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• [Why 20:4] Ring Out The Old, Ring In The New

  Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow; The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind. Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife, Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweet manners, purer laws. Ring out old shapes of foul disease; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.

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• [Why 20:6] Soon Shall We See The Glorious Morn

  Soon shall we see the glorious morning! Saints, arise! Saints, arise! Sinners, attend the notes of warning! Saints, arise! Saints, arise! The resurrection day draws near, The King of saints shall soon appear, And high His royal standard rear: Saints, arise! Saints, arise! Hear ye the trump of God resounding, Saints, arise! Saints, arise! Through death’s dark vaults its notes rebounding: Saints, arise! Saints, arise! To meet the Bridegroom haste! prepare! Put on your bridal garments fair; And hail your Savior in the air! Saints, arise! Saints, arise! The saints who sleep, with joy awaken, All arise! All arise! Their clay cold beds are quick forsaken, All arise! All arise! Not one of all the faithful few Who here on earth the Savior knew, But starts with bliss his Lord to view: All arise! All arise! Fast by the throne of God behold them Crowned at last! Crowned at last! See in His arms the Savior fold them, Crowned at last! Crowned at last! With wreaths of glory round their head; No tears of sorrow now are shed, To joy’s full fountain all are led: Crowned at last! Crowned at last!

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• [Why 20:12] Is It There?

  Is my hope on the rifted Rock, Cleft by the Lord for me? Is my name in the book of life? O that my faith could see! Refrain Is it there, is it there, Bright on the page so fair? Is it there, is it there, Safe in my Father’s care? Do I walk with a steadfast eye Fixed on the heavenly land? Is my name in the book of life Graved by a Savior’s hand? Refrain Can I say, with a trusting heart, Jesus, Thy will, not mine? Is my name in the book of life, Sealed by His blood divine? Refrain When in death I shall calmly sleep, Jesus, to wake with Thee, There my name in the book of life Grant that my eye may see. Refrain

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• [Why 20:12] My Record Will Be There

  In a day that is not far, At the blazing judgment bar, Even now the awful summons I can hear; I must meet the mighty God, I must face His holy Word, I must stand before the judgment bar. Refrain Oh, my record will be there, Be its pages dark or fair, When I stand before the judgment bar. When the books shall open be, In that morning by and by, Oh, my record, oh, my record will be there. I must meet each broken vow, That I hold so lightly now, Every heartache I have caused, each sigh, each tear; Things that time cannot erase, I must meet them face to face, When I stand before the judgment bar. Refrain Every secret lust and thought There shall be to judgment brought, When the Lord in all His glory shall appear; All the deeds of darkest night Shall come out to greet the light, When I stand before the judgment bar. Refrain I must meet my cankered gold, For whose greed my life was sold, It shall mock me in the judgment’s lurid glare; Saying we have sold for naught, All the Savior’s blood has bought, You must stand before the judgment bar. Refrain Let me turn and seek the Lord, Let me trust His holy Word, Let me bow and call upon Him while He’s near; Then when I my record face, He will answer in my place When I stand before the judgment bar. Refrain

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• [Why 20:12] That Great, Tremendous Day’s Approaching

  That great, tremendous day’s approaching, That awful scene is drawing nigh, Which was foretold by ancient prophets, Decreed from all eternity. Prepare my soul, reflect and wonder, That awful scene in drawing near, When you shall see the great transaction, When Christ in judgment shall appear. See nature standing in amazement, To hear the last loud trumpet sound; Arise, ye dead, and come to judgment, Ye nations of this world around: The orbèd lamps all veiled in sackcloth, No more their shining circuit run, The wheel of time now stopped forever, Eternal things are now begun. Green graveyards, and the tombs of marble, Give up their dead, both small and great; And the whole world, both saint and sinner, Are coming to the judgment seat; See Jesus on the throne of justice, In clouds descending from the sky, With countless hosts of shining angels, With hallelujahs shout for joy.

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• [Why 20:12] Time, By Moments, Steals Away

  Time, by moments, steals away, First the hour, and then the day; Small the daily loss appears, Yet it soon amounts to years: Thus another year is flown, Now it is no more our own (If it brought or promised good) Than the years before the flood. But (may none of us forget) It has left us much in debt; Favors from the Lord received, Sins that have His Spirit grieved; Marked by an unerring hand In His book recorded stand; Who can tell the vast amount, Placed to each of our account? Happy, the believing soul! Christ for you has paid the whole; While you own the debt is large, You may plead a full discharge: But poor careless sinner, say, What can you to justice pay? Tremble, lest when life is past, Into prison you be cast! Will you still increase the score? Still be careless, as before? O, forbid it, gracious Lord, Touch their spirits by Thy Word! Now, in mercy, to them show What a mighty debt they owe! All their unbelief subdue, Let them find forgiveness too. Spared to see another year, Let Thy blessing meet us here; Come, Thy dying work revive, Bid Thy drooping garden thrive: Sun of righteousness arise! Warm our hearts, and bless our eyes; Let our prayer Thy bowels move, Make this year a time of love!

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• [Why 20:12] When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder

  When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more, And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair; When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore, And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there. Refrain When the roll, is called up yon-der, When the roll, is called up yon-der, When the roll, is called up yon-der, When the roll is called up yonder I’ll be there. On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise, And the glory of His resurrection share; When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies, And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there. Refrain Let us labor for the Master from the dawn till setting sun, Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care; Then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done, And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there. Refrain

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• [Why 20:12] World Is Very Evil, The

  The world is very evil, the times are waxing late, Be sober and keep vigil, the Judge is at the gate. The Judge Who comes in mercy, the Judge Who comes in might, Who comes to end the evil, who comes to crown the right. Arise, arise, good Christian, let right to wrong succeed; Let penitential sorrow to heavenly gladness lead, To light that has no evening, that knows nor moon nor sun, The light so new and golden, the light that is but one. O home of fadeless splendor, of flowers that bear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children who here as exiles mourn; ’Midst power that knows no limits, where wisdom has no bound, The beatific vision shall glad the saints around. The peace that is for Heaven, and shall be too for earth, The palace that re-echoes with festal song and mirth; The garden breathing spices, the paradise on high; Grace beautified to glory, unceasing minstrelsy. O happy, holy portion, reflection for the blest, True vision of true beauty, true cure of the distressed! Strive, man, to win that glory; toil, man, to gain that light; Send hope before to grasp it, till hope be lost in sight. O sweet and blessèd country, the home of God’s elect! O sweet and blessèd country, that eager hearts expect! Jesu, in mercy bring us to that dear land of rest; Who art with God the Father and Spirit, ever blest.

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• [Why 20:13] Chariot, The

  The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire, As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of His ire! Lo! self moving it drives on its pathway of cloud, And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bowed. The glory! the glory! around Him are poured Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord; And the glorified saints and the martyrs are there, And there all who the palm wreaths of victory wear. The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard, Lo! the depths of the stone covered charnel are stirred; From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north, And the vast generations of man are come forth. The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set, Where the Lamb and the white vested elders are met; There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, And the doom of eternity hangs on His word. O mercy! O mercy! look down from above, Great Creator, on us, Thy sad children, with love; When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driven, May our justified souls find a welcome in Heaven.

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• [Why 20:14] Sing To The Lord, Ye Heav’nly Hosts

  Sing to the Lord, ye heav’nly hosts, And thou, O earth, adore; Let death and hell through all their coasts Stand trembling at His power. His sounding chariot shakes the sky, He makes the clouds His throne; There all His stores of lightning lie, Till vengeance darts them down. His nostrils breathe out fiery streams And from His awful tongue A sovereign voice divides the flames, And thunder roars along. Think, O my soul! the dreadful day, When this incensèd God Shall rend the sky, and burn the sea, And fling His wrath abroad. What shall the wretch, the sinner do? He once defied the Lord; But he shall dread the Thund’rer now, And sink beneath His Word. Tempests of angry fire shall roll To blast the rebel worm, And beat upon his naked soul In one eternal storm.

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