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Kejadian 6:1-15

• [Kej 6:3] Hour-glass, The

  Alas! how swift the moments fly! How flash the years along! Scarce here, yet gone already by, The burden of a song. See childhood, youth, and manhood pass, And age, with furrowed brow; Time was—Time shall be—drain the glass— But where in Time is now? Time is the measure but of change; No present hour is found; The past, the future, fill the range Of Time’s unceasing round. Where, then is now? In realms above, With God’s atoning Lamb, In regions of eternal love, Where sits enthroned I AM. Then pilgrim, let thy joys and tears On Time no longer lean; But henceforth all thy hopes and fears From earth’s affections wean: To God let votive accents rise; With truth, with virtue, live; So all the bliss that Time denies Eternity shall give.

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• [Kej 6:3] Sinner, Come To Jesus

  Oh, sinner, turn to Jesus now, No longer make delay; Since Jesus died on Calvary, And opened up the way. Refrain Oh won’t you come to Jesus, be saved today, He’s earnestly pleading for all; The time will come when ’twill be too late, Too late to answer the call. The invitation is to you, Oh, come without delay; While Jesus pleads so tenderly, Now won’t you come today? Refrain The Lord has been so good to you, And saved you from all harm; But still He says, “My Spirit shall Not always strive with man.” Refrain The time will come, when Christ will say, Your days on earth are o’er; When you are doomed and cast away, You’ll hear My voice no more. Refrain

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• [Kej 6:3] Time, With An Unwearied Hand

  Time, with an unwearied hand, Pushes round the seasons past, And in life’s frail glass, the sand Sinks apace, not long to last: Many, well as you or I, Who last year assembled thus; In their silent graves now lie, Graves will open soon for us! Daily sin, and care, and strife, While the Lord prolongs our breath, Make it but a dying life, Or a kind of living death: Wretched they, and most forlorn, Who no better portion know; Better ne’er to have been born, Than to have our all below. When constrained to go alone, Leaving all you love behind; Entering on a world unknown, What will then support your mind? When the Lord His summons sends, Earthly comforts lose their power; Honors, riches, kindred, friends, Cannot cheer a dying hour. Happy souls who fear the Lord Time is not too swift for you; When your Savior gives the word, Glad you’ll bid the world adieu: Then He’ll wipe away your tears, Near Himself appoint your place; Swifter fly, ye rolling years, Lord, we long to see Thy face.

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Ezra 5:3--6:14

• [Ezr 5:11] Lift The Strain Of High Thanksgiving

  Lift the strain of high thanksgiving! Tread with songs the hallowed way! Praise our fathers’ God for mercies New to us their sons today: Here they built for Him a dwelling, Served Him here in ages past, Fixed it for His sure possession, Holy ground, while time shall last. When the years had wrought their changes, He, our own unchanging God, Thought on this His habitation, Looked on His decayed abode; Heard our prayers, and helped our counsels, Blessed the silver and the gold, Till once more His house is standing Firm and stately as of old. Entering then Thy gates with praises, Lord, be ours Thine Israel’s prayer: “Rise into Thy place of resting, Show Thy promised presence there!” Let the gracious Word be spoken Here, as once on Sion’s height, “This shall be My rest forever, This my dwelling of delight.” Fill this latter house with glory Greater than the former knew; Clothe with righteousness the priesthood, Guide its choir to reverence true; Let Thy Holy One’s anointing Here its sevenfold blessings shed; Spread for us the heavenly banquet, Satisfy Thy poor with bread. Praise to Thee, almighty Father, Praise to Thee, eternal Son, Praise to Thee, all quickening Spirit, Ever blessèd Three in One; Threefold power and grace and wisdom, Molding out of sinful clay Living stones for that true temple Which shall never know decay.

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