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Yohanes 5:13

• [Yoh 5:13] My Blessed Savior, Is Thy Love

  My blessèd Savior, is Thy Love So great, so full, so free? Behold, I give my love, my heart, My life, my all to Thee. I love Thee for the glorious worth In Thy great self I see: I love Thee for that shameful cross Thou hast endured for me. No man of greater love can boast Than for his friend to die: But for Thy enemies Thou wast slain: What love with Thine can vie! O Lord, I’ll cherish in my soul The memory of Thy love: And Thy dear Name shall still to me A priceless treasure prove.

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Yohanes 9:2

• [Yoh 9:2] Christ A Blind Man Saw One Day

  Christ a blind man saw one day, as He went along his way. His disciples asked, “Who sinned, that he blind from birth has been?” Jesus said, “Sin’s not to blame, but God’s work will now be plain.” Then He spit upon the ground, made some mud, and put it on. “Go and wash,” He then did say, and the blind man did obey. He was blind no more; he now could see. All the people were confused when they heard about the news. They said, “Blind you’ve been for life. How then did you gain your sight?” He said, “Jesus—it was He. He made mud, I washed, now see.” Then the Pharisees complained, though the miracle was plain. “This man’s not from God,” they claimed, “for the Sabbath He’s profaned.” They were blind from sin; they could not see. The man’s parents then were called and were asked to recount all. They confessed he was their son, but knew not what Christ had done. They said, “Ask him; let him tell. He’s of age and can speak well.” So they summoned him once more. Said, “This Man’s a sinner sure.” He said, “Whether He has blame, I know not, but this is plain: Though I once was blind, I now can see!” Still the Pharisees did rail, asked him to repeat his tale. Said, “His foll’wer you’ve become, though we don’t know where He’s from.” He replied, “If not from God, this man could not do such good.” Then they drove him from that place. Jesus found him in disgrace. Said, “The Son of Man now speaks; you have seen Him; now believe.” He said, “I believe; Lord, I believe!” Jesus came to judge the earth and show sin for what it’s worth. As He gave the blind man sight, He can cleanse us by His might. But we must admit we’re blind, or His healing we’ll not find. If we claim that we can see, we will ever guilty be. But when we in Him believe, He will then our guilt relieve. We’ll be blind no more when we believe.

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Yohanes 19:18

• [Yoh 19:18] Were You There?

  Were you there when they crucified my Lord? Were you there when they crucified my Lord? Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble. Were you there when they crucified my Lord? Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree? Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree? Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble. Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree? Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb? Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb? Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble. Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?

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Yohanes 19:30

• [Yoh 19:30] All Is O’er, The Pain, The Sorrow

  All is o’er, the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite; Death shall be despoiled tomorrow Of the prey he grasps tonight; Yet awhile, His own to save, Christ must linger in the grave. Dark and still the cell that holds Him, While in brief repose He lies; Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes; Slumber such as needs must be After hard won victory. Fierce and deadly was the anguish Which on yonder cross He bore; How did soul and body languish Till the toil of death was o’er: But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the serpent’s head. All night long, with plaintive voicing, Chant His requiem soft and low: Loftier strains of loud rejoicing From tomorrow’s harps shall flow: “Death and hell at length are slain! Christ hath triumphed! Christ doth reign!”

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• [Yoh 19:30] All The Sacrifice Is Ended

  All the sacrifice is ended, Breathed His body’s latest breath, And His human Soul hath wended Where the weary rest beneath; Christ as Man hath comprehended All the human law of death! Yet not there His Soul remaineth Nor His body in the tomb: Lo! what sudden glory gaineth Quick dominion o’er the gloom! Yea, o’er death and hell He reigneth Bursting back the gates of doom! Manifold the attestation Brethren tell the marvel o’er, And the soldiers from their station, And the angels at the door, And His own Word’s revelation, “Lo! I live for evermore.” Hail, thou morn of resurrection, Primal holy Easter Day! Now the hours of deep dejection ’Neath the night-clouds’ dark array, Foes’ reviling, friends’ defection, In thy glory pass away! Now He lives and reigns for ever! That we too may enter in Where eternal life shall never Taste of sorrow or of sin, Where from Him no death shall sever Those He vanquished death to win. Savior! in our night of weeping Tell us of the joyful morn, Guard our souls, their vigil keeping In the hours of hate and scorn Raise us falling, wake us sleeping, Till our Easter Day be born.

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• [Yoh 19:30] From The Cross

  From the cross uplifted high, Where the Savior deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravished ear! “Love’s redeeming work is done— Come and welcome! sinner, come! Sprinkled now with blood the throne; Why beneath thy burdens groan? On My piercèd body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid: Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, Come and welcome, sinner, come. “Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest bounty stored; To thy Father’s bosom pressed, Thou shalt be a child confessed, Never from His house to roam; Come and welcome! sinner, come! “Soon the days of life shall end— Lo, I come—your Savior, Friend! Safe your spirit to convey To the realms of endless day, Up to My eternal home— Come and welcome! sinner, come!”

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• [Yoh 19:30] It Is Finished (gillett)

  It is finished! Christ hath known All the life of men wayfaring; Human joys and sorrows sharing, Making human needs His own. Lord, in us Thy life renewing, Lead us where Thy feet have trod, Till, the way of truth pursuing, Human souls find rest in God. It is finished! Christ is slain, On the altar of creation, Offering for a world’s salvation Sacrifice of love and pain. Lord, Thy love through pain revealing, Purge our passions, scourge our vice, Till, upon the tree of healing, Self is slain in sacrifice. It is finished! Christ our King Wins the victor’s crown of glory; Sun and stars recite His story, Floods and fields His triumph sing. Lord, whose praise the world is telling, Lord, to Whom all power is given, By Thy death, hell’s armies quelling, Bring Thy saints to reign in Heav’n.

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• [Yoh 19:30] It Is Finished (proctor)

  Nothing, either great or small— Nothing, sinner, no; Jesus died and paid it all, Long, long ago. Refrain “It is finished!” yes, indeed, Finished, ev’ry jot; Sinner, this is all you need, Tell me, is it not? Refrain When He, from His lofty throne, Stooped to do and die, Ev’rything was fully done; Hearken to His cry! Refrain Weary, working, burdened one, Wherefore toil you so? Cease your doing; all was done Long, long ago. Refrain Till to Jesus’ work you cling By a simple faith, “Doing” is a deadly thing— “Doing” ends in death. Refrain Cast your deadly “doing” down— Down at Jesus’ feet; Stand in Him, in Him alone, Gloriously complete. Refrain

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• [Yoh 19:30] ’tis Finished! So The Savior Cried

  ’Tis finished! so the Savior cried, And meekly bowed His head and died; ’Tis finished—yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. “’Tis finished—all that Heaven decreed, And all the ancient prophets said, Is now fulfilled, as was designed, In Me the Savior of mankind.” ’Tis finished—Heaven is reconciled, And all the powers of darkness spoiled. Peace, love, and happiness again Return and dwell with sinful men. ’Tis finished—let all the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round: ’Tis finished—let the echo fly Thro’ Heav’n and hell, thro’ earth and sky.

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• [Yoh 19:30] ’tis Finished! The Messiah Dies

  ’Tis finished! The Messiah dies, Cut off for sins, but not His own: Accomplished is the sacrifice, The great redeeming work is done. ’Tis finished! all the debt is paid; Justice divine is satisfied; The grand and full atonement made; God for a guilty world hath died. The veil is rent in Christ alone; The living way to Heaven is seen; The middle wall is broken down, And all mankind may enter in. The types and figures are fulfilled; Exacted is the legal pain; The precious promises are sealed; The spotless Lamb of God is slain. The reign of sin and death is o’er, And all may live from sin set free; Satan hath lost his mortal power; ’Tis swallowed up in victory. Saved from the legal curse I am, My Savior hangs on yonder tree: See there the meek, expiring Lamb! ’Tis finished! He expires for me. Accepted in the Well-beloved, And clothed in righteousness divine, I see the bar to heaven removed; And all Thy merits, Lord, are mine. Death, hell, and sin are now subdued; All grace is now to sinners given; And lo, I plead the atoning blood, And in Thy right I claim Thy Heaven!

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Yohanes 19:34

• [Yoh 19:34] At The Lamb’s High Feast We Sing

  At the Lamb’s high feast we sing, Praise to our victorious King, Who hath washed us in the tide Flowing from his piercèd side; Praise we Him, whose love divine Gives His sacred blood for wine, Gives His body for the feast, Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. Where the Paschal blood is poured, Death’s dark angel sheathes his sword; Israel’s hosts triumphant go Through the wave that drowns the foe. Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed, Paschal Victim, paschal Bread; With sincerity and love Eat we Manna from above. Mighty Victim from the sky, Hell’s fierce powers beneath Thee lie; Thou hast conquered in the fight, Thou hast brought us life and light; Now no more can death appall, Now no more the grave enthrall; Thou hast opened Paradise, And in Thee Thy saints shall rise. Paschal triumph, Easter joy, Only sin can this destroy; From sin’s death do Thou set free Souls reborn, O Lord, in Thee. Hymns of glory and of praise, Father, to Thee we raise; Risen Lord, all praise to Thee, Ever with the Spirit be.

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