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Wahyu 2:10

• [Why 2:10] Be Firm And Be Faithful

  Be firm and be faithful; desert not the right; The brave become bolder the darker the night. Then up and be doing, though cowards may fail; Thy duty pursuing, dare all and prevail. If scorn be thy portion, if hatred and loss, If stripes or a prison, remember the cross. God watches above thee, and He will requite; Forsake those that love thee, but never the right.
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• [Why 2:10] Fear Not, O Little Flock

  Fear not, O little flock, the foe Who madly seeks your overthrow; Dread not his rage and power; What though your courage sometimes faints, His seeming triumph o’er God’s saints Lasts but a little hour. Be of good cheer; your cause belongs To Him who can avenge your wrongs; Leave it to Him our Lord. Though hidden yet from all our eyes, He sees the Gideon who shall rise; To save us, and His word. As true as God’s own word is true, Not earth nor hell with all their crew Against us shall prevail. A jest and by-word are they grown; God is with us, we are His own, Our victory cannot fail. Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer! Great Captain, now Thine arm make bare; Fight for us once again1 So shall thy saints and martyrs raise A mighty chorus to Thy praise, World without end.

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• [Why 2:10] From The Cross To The Crown

  Be strong and courageous whate’er may befall, We know our Redeemer will answer our call; Tho’ sorrow and trials are weighing us down, Yet hope looks away from the cross to the crown. Refrain From the cross to the crown let us follow our Lord, From the cross to the crown let us cling to His Word; Tho’ sorrow and trials are weighing us down, Yet faith leads us on from the cross to the crown! His cup of affliction was filled to the brim, And are we not willing to suffer for Him? The robe of His glory for us He laid down, To show us the path from the cross to the crown. Refrain This life is a conflict, a battle with sin, Yet trusting in Jesus thro’ grace we shall win; The world may oppose us, the tempter may frown, Yet faith leadeth on from the cross to the crown. Refrain Tho’ friends that are dearest have gone from our sight, ’Tis only to enter the mansions of light; Their warfare is over, their burdens laid down, How short was their path from the cross to the crown! Refrain

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• [Why 2:10] I Will Trade The Old Cross For A Crown

  I shall not bear the cross thro’ yon city When the burdens of life are laid down. When I knock on the portals of Heaven I will trade the old cross for a crown. Refrain Yes, I’ll trade the old cross for a crown, When the burdens of life are laid down. When the pearl gates for me shall swing open, I will trade the old cross for a crown. Tho’ the cross oftentimes has been heavy, And oft fortune on me seems to frown, But how happy I’ll be over yonder When I trade the old cross for a crown. Refrain Oft, my bark has been tossed on life’s billows, And each wave tries my vessel to drown. But no storm cloud can harm me forever When I trade the old cross for a crown. Refrain Ev’ry cross that I bear for my Savior Will at last, when He calls, be laid down, And my sorrows will all be forgotten When I trade the old cross for a crown. Refrain

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• [Why 2:10] Laurels, Fresh Laurels

  Laurels, fresh laurels, for the Sunday School we bring; They will bloom in fadeless verdure Through a calm eternal spring; Then gladly hail with a pure delight, Oh, hail our beautiful wreath so bright; Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School, for the Sunday School, Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School we bring. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School to wear; All may win the precious garland, All the flaming crown may wear; The smile of hope and the dew of prayer, Has made this beautiful wreath so fair. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School, for the Sunday School, Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” for the Sunday School to wear. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” then awake the song anew. They will make you good and gentle, You will love and praise them, too; Oh, meet in heaven the heart so true, That twined the beautiful wreath for you. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” then awake the song, then awake the song. Laurels, “Fresh Laurels,” then awake the song so new.

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• [Why 2:10] Let Our Choir New Anthems Raise

  Let our choir new anthems raise, wake the morn with gladness; God Himself to joy and praise turns the martyrs’ sadness: Bright the day that won their crown, opened heav’ns bright portal, As they laid the mortal down and put on th’immortal. Never flinched they from the flame, from the torture never; Vain the foeman’s sharpest aim, Satan’s best endeavor: For by faith they saw the land decked in all its glory, Where triumphant now they stand with the victor’s story. Faith they had that knew not shame, love that could not languish; And eternal hope o’ercame momentary anguish. Up and follow, Christian men! Press through toil and sorrow; Spurn the night of fear, and then, O the glorious morrow!

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• [Why 2:10] O Brother, Be Faithful

  O brother, be faithful! Soon Jesus will come, For whom we have waited so long; O, soon we shall enter our glorious home, And join in the conqueror’s song. O brother, be faithful! For why should we prove Unfaithful to Him who hath shown Such deep, such unbounded and infinite love— Who died to redeem us His own. O brother, be faithful! The city of gold, Prepared for the good and the blest, Is waiting its portals of pearl to unfold, And welcome thee into thy rest. Then, brother, prove faithful! Not long shall we stay In weariness here, and forlorn, Time’s dark night of sorrow is wearing away, We haste to the glorious morn. O brother, be faithful! He soon will descend, Creation’s omnipotent King, While legions of angels His chariot attend, And palm wreaths of victory bring. O brother, be faithful! and soon shalt thou hear Thy Savior pronounce the glad word, “Well done, faithful servant; thy title is clear To enter the joy of thy Lord.” O brother, be faithful! Eternity’s years Shall tell for thy faithfulness now, When bright smiles of gladness shall scatter thy tears, A coronet gleam on thy brow. O brother, be faithful! The promise is sure, That waits for the faithful and tried; To reign with the ransomed, immortal and pure, And ever with Jesus abide.

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• [Why 2:10] Thou Who Thyself Didst Sanctify

  Thou Who Thyself didst sanctify, And set Thyself apart, Thy servant’s purpose ratify, The purpose of his heart. In reverence he himself would yield To be Thy soldier true, And in high places of the field Thy glorious work to do. Captain Divine, his name enroll; In token let him feel The fire from Heav’n within his soul, The ever burning zeal! Give him his armor, all of light; And with unfaltering breath, Lord, make him Thy great battle fight, And faithful be, to death! He that o’ercometh, Lord, with Thee The morning star shall own, The robe and palm of victory And the immortal crown.

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• [Why 2:10] Wear A Crown

  Bugle calls are ringing out, ?Forward? is the battle shout, See where floats the conqu’ring sign, Onward to the war divine! Refrain And when the battle’s over, we shall wear a crown, We shall wear a crown, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle’s over, we shall wear a crown In the new Jerusalem! Wear a crown, wear a crown, away over Jordan! And when the battle’s over, we shall wear a crown In the new Jerusalem! Sound the charge against the foe, Lay the hosts of error low; In His Name, victorious King, Let the song of triumph ring! Refrain Fight the fight of faith and love, Looking unto Him above; Loyal soldiers, do and dare, Your Commander’s joy to share. Refrain

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• [Why 2:10] When The Saints Are Marching In

  Thro’ the shining gate, Where the angels wait, When the saints are marching in, The redeemed shall come, And be crowned at home, When the saints are marching in. Refrain When the saints are marching in, When the saints are marching in, Joyful songs of salvation thro’ the sky shall ring, When the saints are marching in. Parted friends shall meet, On the golden street, When the saints are marching in, Spotless robes shall wear, Victor’s palms shall bear, When the saints are marching in. Refrain Ev’ry tongue and race Shall extol God’s grace, When the saints are marching in, And the blood-washed throng Shall repeat the song, When the saints are marching in. Refrain “To the Lamb once slain, But Who lives again,” When the saints are marching in, We shall offer praise Thro’ eternal days, When the saints are marching in. Refrain

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• [Why 2:10] Ye Servants Of Our Glorious King

  Ye servants of our glorious King, To Him your thankful praises bring; And tell the deeds that grace has done, The triumphs by His martyrs won. Since they were faithful to the last, Their holy struggles now are past; The bitterness of death is o’er, And theirs is bliss forevermore. The flame might scorch, the knife lay bare, And cruel beasts their members tear; No powers of earth, no powers of hell The souls that loved their Lord could quell. Forever broken is the chain That sought to bind them, but in vain; O let us strive like them to win Our freedom from the bonds of sin. O Savior, may our portion be With those who gave themselves to Thee, Through all eternity to sing All praise to Thee, the martyrs’ King.

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Wahyu 2:17

• [Why 2:17] A New Name In Glory

  I was once a sinner, but I came Pardon to receive from my Lord: This was freely given, and I found That He always kept His word. Refrain There’s a new name written down in glory, And it’s mine, O yes, it’s mine! And the white robed angels sing the story, “A sinner has come home.” For there’s a new name written down in glory, And it’s mine, O yes, it’s mine! With my sins forgiven I am bound for Heaven, Never more to roam. I was humbly kneeling at the cross, Fearing naught but God’s angry frown; When the heavens opened and I saw That my name was written down. Refrain In the Book ’tis written, “Saved by Grace,” O the joy that came to my soul! Now I am forgiven, and I know By the blood I am made whole. Refrain

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• [Why 2:17] O For A Heart To Praise My God

  O for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free, A heart that always feels Thy blood So freely shed for me. A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer’s throne, Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone. A humble, lowly, contrite, heart, Believing, true and clean, Which neither life nor death can part From Christ who dwells within. A heart in every thought renewed And full of love divine, Perfect and right and pure and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine. Thy tender heart is still the same, And melts at human woe: Jesus, for thee distressed I am, I want Thy love to know. My heart, Thou know’st, can never rest Till Thou create my peace; Till of mine Eden repossest, From self, and sin, I cease. Fruit of Thy gracious lips, on me Bestow that peace unknown, The hidden manna, and the tree Of life, and the white stone. Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above; Write Thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of Love.

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Wahyu 3:8

• [Why 3:8] Today Thy Mercy Calls Me

  Today Thy mercy calls me to wash away my sin; However great my trespass, whate’er I may have been; However long from mercy I may have turned away, Thy blood, O Christ, can cleanse me, and make me white today. Today Thy gate is open, and all who enter in Shall find a Father’s welcome, and pardon for their sin; The past shall be forgotten, a present joy be given; A future grace be promised, a glorious crown in Heav’n. Today the Father calls me, the Holy Spirit waits, The blessèd angels gather around the heav’nly gates; No question will be asked me, how often I have come; Although I oft have wandered, it is my Father’s home. O all embracing mercy, thou ever open door, What shall I do without thee when heart and eyes run o’er? When all things seem against me, to drive me to despair, I know one gate is open, one ear will hear my prayer.

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Wahyu 5:13

• [Why 5:13] Countless Multitudes On High, The

  The countless multitudes on high, Who tune their songs to Jesus’ Name, All merit of their own deny, And Jesus’ worth alone proclaim. Firm on the ground of sovereign grace They stand before Jehovah’s throne; The new song in that blessèd place Is, “Thou art worthy, Thou alone!” With spotless robes of purest white, And branches of triumphal palm, They shout, with transports of delight, Heaven’s ceaseless, universal psalm; “Salvation’s glory all be paid To Him who sits upon the throne, And to the Lamb whose blood was shed: Thou, Thou art worthy, Thou alone; For Thou was slain, and in Thy blood These robes were washed so spotless pure! Thou mad’st us kings and priests to God: For ever let Thy praise endure!” While thus the ransomed myriads shout, “Amen!” the holy angels cry— Amen! Amen! resounds throughout The boundless regions of the sky.

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• [Why 5:13] O For A Sweet, Inspiring Ray

  O for a sweet, inspiring ray, To animate our feeble strains, From the bright realms of endless day, The blissful realms where Jesus reigns. There low before the glorious throne, Adoring saints and angels fall! And with delightful worship own His smile their bliss, their heav’n, their all. Immortal glories crown His head, While tuneful hallelujahs rise, And love, and joy, and triumph spread, Thro’ all th’assemblies of the skies. He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs, To boundless rapture while they gaze; Ten thousand, joyful tongues Resound His everlasting praise.

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• [Why 5:13] See The Ransomed Millions Stand

  See the ransomed millions stand, Palms of conquest in their hand; This before the throne their strain, “Hell is vanquished, death is slain; Blessing, honor, glory, might, Are the Conqueror’s native right; Thrones and powers before Him fall, Lamb of God and Lord of all!” Hasten, Lord the promised hour; Come in glory and in power; Still Thy foes are unsubdued; Nature sighs to be renewed. Time has nearly reached its sum; All things, with Thy bride, say “Come”; Jesus, whom all worlds adore, Come, and reign forevermore.

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• [Why 5:13] Thro’ The New Heav’n What Voices Ring

  Thro’ the new Heav’n what voices ring In praise triumphant to our King? Like many waters, hark, they pour Their tide along the golden shore! “All blessing, honor, power divine, All might and majesty be Thine! Holy and true are all Thy words, Thou King of kings and Lord of lords!” These from the martyrs bed of flame, These from the gloomy dungeon came, These, on the dreadful battlefield, Stood firm till death and would not yield. All voices in that faithful throng, Swell clear and true the glorious song; “Holy and true are all Thy words, Thou King of kings and Lord of lords!” These bore Thy banner o’er the sea, Exiled and poor for love of Thee, And found in danger and distress, Thy presence in the wilderness. No storm could shake, no ill could harm So strong was Thy protecting arm, “Holy and true are all Thy words, Thou King of kings and Lord of lords!”

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Wahyu 7:9

• [Why 7:9] Beautiful Robes

  We shall walk with Him in white, In that country pure and bright, Where shall enter naught that may defile; Where the day-beam ne’er declines, For the blessèd light that shines Is the glory of a Savior’s smile. Refrain Beautiful robes, beautiful robes, Beautiful robes we then shall wear; Garments of light, lovely and bright, Walking with Jesus in white, Beautiful robes we shall wear. We shall walk with Him in white, Where faith yields to blissful sight, When the beauty of the King we see; Holding converse full and sweet, In a fellowship complete; Waking songs of holy melody. Refrain We shall walk with Him in white, By the fountains of delight, Where the Lamb His ransomed ones shall lead, For His blood shall wash each stain, Till no spot of sin remain, And the soul forevermore is freed. Refrain

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• [Why 7:9] Come, Let Us Join Our Friends Above

  Come, let us join our friends above, who have obtained the prize, And on the eagle wings of love to joys celestial rise. Let saints on earth unite to sing with those to glory gone, For all the servants of our King in earth and Heaven are one. One family we dwell in Him, one church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, the narrow stream of death; One army of the living God, to His command we bow; Part of His host have crossed the flood, and part are crossing now. Ten thousand to their endless home this solemn moment fly, And we are to the margin come, and we expect to die. His militant embodied host, with wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, and reach the heavenly land. Our old companions in distress we haste again to see, And eager long for our release, and full felicity: Even now by faith we join our hands with those that went before; And greet the blood besprinkled bands on the eternal shore. Our spirits too shall quickly join, like theirs with glory crowned, And shout to see our Captain’s sign, to hear His trumpet sound. O that we now might grasp our Guide! O that the word were given! Come, Lord of Hosts, the waves divide, and land us all in Heaven.

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• [Why 7:9] I Am On My Way To Heaven

  I am on my way to Heaven where the saints are robed in white Shouting glory, shouting glory! To that blessèd land immortal where can never come the night, Shouting glory all the way! Refrain O glory, hallelujah! I am on the way to Heaven, Shouting glory, shouting glory O glory, hallelujah! I am on the way to Heaven, Shouting glory, all the way! I am on my way to Heaven where the streets are paved with gold, Shouting glory, shouting glory! To the place of many mansions and of glories yet untold, Shouting glory all the way! Refrain I am on my way to Heaven, blessèd land of pure delight, Shouting glory, shouting glory! Where the blest of every nation are forever clothed in white, Shouting glory all the way! Refrain I am on my way to Heaven where I’ll see my Savior’s face Shouting glory, shouting glory! There I’ll sing redemption’s story, blessèd song of saving grace, Shouting glory all the way! Refrain

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• [Why 7:9] Look For Me!

  When you get to Heaven, as you surely will, If the Savior’s Name you own, After you have greeted those you love the best, Who are standing round the throne— Refrain You may look for me, for I’ll be there, I’ll be there, I’ll be there! You may look for me, for I’ll be there! Glory to His Name! When you roam with friends across the heav’nly fields, Ever finding treasures new; When you stand in rapture on some starry height, Gazing on some glorious view— Refrain When you hear them singing, round the great white throne, Songs of praise unto the Lamb; When you hear the ransomed, with their harps of gold, Shouting, “Glory to His Name!”— Refrain When you kneel in worship to the King of kings, Who has saved you by His grace; When you see that Savior Who has brought you there, And with joy behold His face— Refrain

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• [Why 7:9] Palms Of Glory

  Palms of glory, raiment bright, Crowns that never fade away, Gird and deck the saints in light, Priests, and kings, and conquerors they. Yet the conquerors bring their palms To the Lamb amidst the throne, And proclaim in joyful psalms Victory through His cross alone. Kings for harps their crowns resign, Crying, as they strike the chords, “Take the kingdom, it is Thine, King of kings, and Lord of lords.” Round the altar priests confess, If their robes are white as snow, ’Twas the Savior’s righteousness And His blood that made them so. They were mortal too like us; O, when we like them shall die, May our souls translated thus Triumph, reign, and shine on high.

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• [Why 7:9] Who The Multitudes Can Number

  Who the multitudes can number In the mansions of the blest, He can weigh the joys eternal By those ransomed ones possessed; Exiled now on earth no longer, They have gained the Home of Rest. Happily at last delivered From the mournful vale of tears, Sweet is now their recollection Of the sad and troubled years; While fulfilled in all perfection God’s eternal plan appears. They behold their tempter fallen, Bound in everlasting chain; Praising Christ their gracious Savior, All unite in joyful strain, Christ the great Reward and Portion Which adoring spirits gain. Now in shadow and in figure, Mirrored in imperfect light; Then, as we are known, our knowledge Shall be clear, unveiled, and bright; For on God’s unclouded glory We shall gaze with cleansèd sight. Then the Trinity of Persons We shall face to face behold, And the Unity of Substance Shall its mystery unfold; As the wondrous Triune Godhead We adore in bliss untold. Courage, man, be strong, be faithful, Whatsoe’er thy burden be, For unbounded are the glories Which thy sorrows work for thee; Soon the light of light forever Shall thine eyes with rapture see. God the Father, Fount of being, Thee, most Highest, we adore; God the Son, our praise and homage We present Thy throne before; Glorious Paraclete, we worship, And we bless Thee evermore.

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