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Wahyu 1:5

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Wahyu 1:5

• [Why 1:5] Let Us Love And Sing And Wonder

  Let us love and sing and wonder, Let us praise the Savior’s Name! He has hushed the law’s loud thunder, He has quenched Mount Sinai’s flame. He has washed us with His blood, He has brought us nigh to God. Let us love the Lord Who bought us, Pitied us when enemies, Called us by His grace, and taught us, Gave us ears and gave us eyes: He has washed us with His blood, He presents our souls to God. Let us sing, though fierce temptation Threaten hard to bear us down! For the Lord, our strong Salvation, Holds in view the conqueror’s crown: He Who washed us with His blood Soon will bring us home to God. Let us wonder; grace and justice Join and point to mercy’s store; When through grace in Christ our trust is, Justice smiles and asks no more: He Who washed us with His blood Has secured our way to God. Let us praise, and join the chorus Of the saints enthroned on high; Here they trusted Him before us, Now their praises fill the sky: “Thou hast washed us with Your blood; Thou art worthy, Lamb of God!” Hark! the Name of Jesus, sounded Loud, from golden harps above! Lord, we blush, and are confounded, Faint our praises, cold our love! Wash our souls and songs with blood, For by Thee we come to God.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 1:5] Lord, Enthroned In Heavenly Splendor

  Lord, enthroned in heavenly splendor, First begotten from the dead, You alone, our strong Defender, Now lift up Your people’s head. Refrain Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Jesus, true and living Bread! Jesus, true and living Bread! Here our humblest homage pay we, Here in loving reference bow; Here for faith’s discernment pray we, Lest we fail to know You now. Refrain Though the lowliest form doth veil Thee As of old in Bethlehem, Here as there Thine angels hail Thee, Branch and Flower of Jesse’s stem. Refrain Paschal Lamb, Your offering finished Once for all when You were slain, In its fullness undiminished Shall forevermore remain. Refrain Great High Priest of our profession, Through the veil Thou wentest in, By Thy mighty intercession, Grace and peace for us to win. Refrain Life imparting heavenly Manna, Smitten Rock with streaming side, Heaven and earth with loud hosanna Worship You, the Lamb Who died. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 1:5] Now To The Lord, Who Makes Us Know

  Now to the Lord, that makes us know The wonders of His dying love, Be humble honors paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. ’Twas He that cleansed our foulest sins, And washed us in His richest blood; ’Tis He that makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. To Jesus, our atoning Priest, To Jesus, our superior King, Be everlasting power confessed, And every tongue His glory sing. Behold, on flying clouds He comes, And every eye shall see Him move; Though with our sins we pierced Him once, Then He displays His pard’ning love. The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to see the day: Come, Lord; nor let Thy promise fail, Nor let Thy chariots long delay.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Wahyu 13:8

• [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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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [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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  source: Cyberhymnal

Wahyu 14:3-4

• [Why 14:4] Before The Throne Of God Above

  Before the throne of God above I have a strong and perfect plea. A great high Priest whose Name is Love Who ever lives and pleads for me. My name is graven on His hands, My name is written on His heart. I know that while in Heaven He stands No tongue can bid me thence depart. When Satan tempts me to despair And tells me of the guilt within, Upward I look and see Him there Who made an end of all my sin. Because the sinless Savior died My sinful soul is counted free. For God the just is satisfied To look on Him and pardon me. Behold Him there the risen Lamb, My perfect spotless righteousness, The great unchangeable I AM, The King of glory and of grace, One in Himself I cannot die. My soul is purchased by His blood, My life is hid with Christ on high, With Christ my Savior and my God!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 14:4] Sweet Flow’rets Of The Martyr Band

  Sweet flow’rets of the martyr band, So early plucked by cruel hand; Like rosebuds by a tempest torn, As breaks the light of summer morn. First victims offered for the Lord, Ye little knew your high reward, As, at the very altar, gay With palms and crowns ye seemed to play. Ah! what availed King Herod’s wrath? He could not stay your Savior’s path; The Child he sought alone went free; That Child is King eternally. O Lord, the virgin born, to Thee Praise, honor, might and glory be, Whom with the Father we adore And Holy Ghost forevermore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Wahyu 21:10

• [Why 21:10] Hail The Glorious Golden City

  Hail the glorious golden city, Pictured by the seers of old! Everlasting light shines o’er it, Wondrous tales of it are told: Only righteous men and women Dwell within its gleaming wall; Wrong is banished from its borders, Justice reigns supreme o’er all. We are builders of that city, All our joys and all our groans Help to rear its shining ramparts; All our lives are building stones: Whether humble or exalted, All are called to task divine; All must aid alike to carry Forward one sublime design. And the work that we have builded, Oft with bleeding hands and tears, Oft in error, oft in anguish, Will not perish with our years: It will live and shine transfigured, In the final reign of right; It will pass into the splendors Of the city of the light.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 21:10] O Holy City, Seen Of John

  O holy city, seen of John, Where Christ the Lamb, doth reign, Within whose foursquare walls shall come No night, nor need, nor pain, And where the tears are wiped from eyes That shall not weep again. Hark, how from men whose lives are held More cheap than merchandise, From women struggling sore for bread, From little children’s cries, There swells the sobbing human plaint That bids thy walls arise. O shame to us who rest content While lust and greed for gain In street and shop and tenement Wring gold from human pain, And bitter lips in blind despair Cry “Christ hath died in vain!” Give us, O God, the strength to build The city that hath stood Too long a dream, whose laws are love, Whose crown is servanthood, And where the sun that shineth is God’s grace for human good. Already in the mind of God That city riseth fair: Lo, how its splendor challenges The souls that greatly dare; Yea, bids us seize the whole of life And build its glory there.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Why 21:10] Waiting And Watching For Me

  When my final farewell to the world I have said, [originally, When mysterious whispers are floating about] And gladly lie down to my rest; When softly the watchers shall say, “He is dead,” And fold my pale hands o’er my breast; And when, with my glorified vision at last The walls of “That City” I see, Will any one then at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Will any one then at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Refrain Be waiting and watching, Be waiting and watching for me? Be waiting and watching, Be waiting and watching for me? There are little ones glancing about in my path, In want of a friend and a guide; There are dear little eyes looking up into mine, Whose tears might be easily dried. But Jesus may beckon the children away In the midst of their grief and their glee? Will any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Will any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Refrain There are old and forsaken who linger awhile In homes which their dearest have left; And a few gentle words or an action of love May cheer their sad spirits bereft. But the Reaper is near to the long standing corn, The weary will soon be set free? Will any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Will any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Refrain Oh, should I be brought there by the bountiful grace Of Him who delights to forgive, Though I bless not the weary about in my path, Pray only for self while I live, Methinks I should mourn o’er my sinful neglect, If sorrow in Heaven can be, Should no one I love, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me! Should no one I love, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me! Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal