Mark 9 
[Mar 9:5] Lord Jesus, On The Holy Mount
Lord Jesus, on the holy mount
We would abide with Thee,
Still drinking from the blessèd fount
Of grace, so rich and free.There prophets praise Thy glorious Name,
And deeds which Thou hast done;
And there the Father’s words proclaim
His own belovèd Son.The rays of Thy transfigured face
Beam with such golden light
That we would never leave the place,
Nor lose the heavenly sight.But there is work on earth to do,
The suffering soul to heal;
The harvest great, the laborers few
Thy kingdom to reveal.We may not linger on the mount,
Where bright Thy glories shine;
We may not taste the sacred fount
Of blessedness divine.But let some beams of heavenly light
Make bright our earthly way;
Then grant the beatific sight
Of heaven and endless day.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mar 9:7] I Love The Voice Divine
I love the voice divine that speaks
The words of life and peace,
That bids the penitent rejoice,
And sin and sorrow cease.No healing balm on earth like this,
Can cheer the contrite heart;
No flattering dreams of earthly bliss
Such pure delight impart.How merciful and kind Thou art
Thy goodness to reveal;
Bind up, O Lord, the broken heart,
The wounded spirit heal.Let Thy bright presence, Lord, restore
Peace to the anxious breast;
Conduct me in the path that leads
To everlasting rest.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mar 9:23] My Sins Have Taken Such A Hold On Me
My sins have taken such a hold on me,
I am not able to look up to Thee;
Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief:
But Thou hast taken all my sins away,
And I in Thee dare now look up and pray:
Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief.Of nights unhallowed, and of sinful days,
Of careless thoughts and words and works and way,
Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief:
And in the life which doth within me live,
And the forgiveness which can all forgive,
Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief.Of selfishness which makes the soul unjust,
Envy and strife and every sinful lust,
Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief:
And in the blood, which doth my pardon plead,
The truth and love, which for me intercede,
Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief.Of sins that as a cloud have hid Thy face,
Of Thy care slighted, and thy grievèd grace,
Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief:
In Love, that puts sin’s envious veil aside,
Rending the veil of flesh which for me died,
Lord, I believe, help Thou mine unbelief.For sin I mourn, the sin that gave Thee pain;
Thine was the burden, mine alone the stain;
Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief:
Christ is my joy; and out of all distress
He doth deliver with His righteousness:
Lord, I believe, help Thou mine unbelief.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mar 9:24] Lord, I Believe
“Lord, I believe: help Thou mine unbelief”;
Let me no other master know but Thee.
Thou art the Christian’s God, the only King and Chief
Of all who soldiers of the cross would be.“Lord, I believe,” in mercy grant me grace
To know Thee, blessèd Savior, more and more;
I can do naught without Thee; Jesus, show Thy face
Unto Thy servant who would Thee adore.“Lord, I believe”; the hold of sin is strong,
And stout its heart to pluck me from Thy love;
But stronger is Thy grace; oh, strengthen and prolong
The work of faith in me, my doubts remove.“Lord, I believe: help Thou mine unbelief”;
Be this my prayer though good report and ill;
Only to Thee I cling; if long my day or brief,
Master and Savior, I will trust Thee still!Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mar 9:24] Lord, Believe, Thy Power I Own
Lord, I believe; Thy power I own,
Thy Word I would obey;
I wander comfortless and lone
When from Thy truth I stray.Lord, I believe; but gloomy fears
Sometimes bedim my sight;
I look to Thee with prayers and tears,
And cry for strength and light.Lord, I believe; but Thou dost know
My faith is cold and weak;
Pity my frailty, and bestow
The confidence I seek.Yes, I believe; and only Thou
Canst give my soul relief;
Lord, to Thy truth my spirit bow;
Help Thou mine unbelief.source: Cyberhymnal - [Mar 9:24] Savior, I Have Need Of Thee
Savior, I have need of Thee;
Faith is faint, and hope is weak;
Far and farther seems to be
That fair home of Thine I seek;
Home and rest, and peace divine
From my seeking seem to flee;
Yet, dear Savior, I am Thine;
Come, for I have need of Thee.Let me know that love of Thine
Which all knowledge passeth still;
Let me feel Thy peace divine:
All my spirit sweetly fill;
Life of my life wilt Thou be;
Then betide whatever may,
It shall be enough for me,
I shall walk with Thee today.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mar 9:47] Whatever Dims Thy Sense Of Truth
Whatever dims thy sense of truth
Or stains thy purity,
Though light as breath of summer air,
O count it sin to thee.Preserve the tablet of thy thoughts
From every blemish free,
For our Redeemer’s holy faith
Its temple makes with thee.And pray of God, that grace be given
To tread the narrow way:
How dark so ever it may seem,
It leads to cloudless day.source: Cyberhymnal
