Matthew 3 
[Mat 3:2] Hark! A Thrilling Voice Is Sounding
Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding;
“Christ is nigh,” it seems to say,
“Cast away the works of darkness,
O ye children of the day.”Wakened by the solemn warning
Let the earthbound soul arise;
Christ, her Sun, all ill dispelling,
Shines upon the morning skies.Lo, the Lamb, so long expected,
Comes with pardon down from Heav’n;
Let us haste, with tears of sorrow,
One and all to be forgiven.That when next He comes in glory,
And the world is wrapped in fear,
With His mercy He may shield us,
And with words of love draw near.Honor, glory, might, and blessing
Be to God: the Father, Son
And the everlasting Spirit,
While eternal ages run.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mat 3:2] Repent, The Kingdom Draweth Nigh
“Repent, the kingdom draweth nigh,”
The herald of the Lord doth cry.
Ye sinners lost through Adam’s fall,
Will ye not hearken to the call?Repent! The gracious call believe,
Haste His forgiveness to receive.
The Prince of Life, incarnate Word,
Life and salvation can afford.Divine Redeemer, glorious King!
Repentant hearts to Thee we bring.
Thy holy blood for us was spilt,
Cleanse us from all the stains of guilt.Drawn by Thy Spirit, through Thy Word,
Thine invitation have we heard.
In answer to Thy sweet request,
We come to Thee, O Christ, for rest.Thy pardon, full, complete, and free,
Removes sin’s awful penalty.
Our Father’s love is now restored;
Thou hast redeemed us, dearest Lord.Let us Thy Name forever bless,
On earth Thy Gospel truth confess,
Till saved by grace, through faith in Thee,
The gates of paradise we see.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mat 3:2] Voice By Jordan’s Shore, A
A voice by Jordan’s shore,
A summons stern and clear:
“Reform; be just, and sin no more:
God’s judgment draweth near!”A voice by Galilee,
A holier voice I hear:
“Love God; thy neighbor love: for see
God’s mercy draweth near!”O voice of duty, still
Speak forth: I hear with awe;
In thee I own the sovereign will,
Obey the sovereign law.Thou higher voice of love,
Yet speak thy word in me;
Through duty, let me upward move
To thy pure liberty.source: Cyberhymnal - [Mat 3:11] Lo! From The Desert Homes
Lo! from the desert homes
Where he hath hid so long,
The new Elias comes,
In sternest wisdom strong;
The voice that cries
Of Christ on high,
And judgment nigh
From opening skies.Your God e’en now doth stand
At Heaven’s opening door;
His fan is in His hand,
And He will purge His floor;
The wheat He claims
And with Him stows,
The chaff He throws
To quenchless flames.Ye haughty mountains, bow
Your sky-aspiring heads;
Ye valleys, hiding low,
Lift up your gentle meads;
Make His way plain
Your king before,
For evermore
He comes to reign.May Thy dread voice around,
Thou harbinger of Light,
On our dull ears still sound,
Lest here we sleep in night,
Till judgment come,
And on our path
Shall burst the wrath
And deathless doom.O God, with love’s sweet might,
Who dost anoint and arm
Christ’s soldier for the fight,
With grace that shields from harm,
Thrice blessèd Three
Heav’n’s endless days
Shall sing Thy praise
Eternally.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mat 3:13] Down To The Sacred Wave
Down to the sacred wave,
The Lord of life was led;
And He Who came our souls to save
In Jordan bowed His head.He taught the solemn way;
He fixed the holy rite;
He bade His ransomed ones obey,
And keep the path of light.Blest Savior, we will tread
In Thy appointed way;
Let glory o’er these scenes be shed
And smile on us today.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mat 3:16] Come Holy Spirit, Dove Divine (hickok)
Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine,
Display Thy glorious grace;
Unfold the truth, that it may shine,
And show the Savior’s face.
Dark error’s cloud from us remove,
Which intercepts the light;
And give us wisdom still to prove
God’s way alone is right.Touch our dull ears with healing power,
That we the Lord may hear,
And in this glad, this holy hour,
May yield Him perfect fear.
Within us let His image grow,
His will our wills control,
Nor other master let us know
Of life, or heart, or soul.Make Thou the path of duty plain,
Nor from it let us stray;
And more may we Christ’s Spirit gain,
In service, day by day;
That we our mission may fulfill,
Our faithful witness give,
And seeking ever but His will,
May to His glory live.Come, Holy Spirit, come, O come!
Perform Thy work of grace;
Make our poor hearts Thine honored home,
Thy chosen dwelling place.
And kindle there love’s heavenly fire,
A purifying flame,
Consuming every wrong desire,
And purging sin’s deep shame.source: Cyberhymnal - [Mat 3:16] Come, Holy Spirit, Dove Divine (judson)
Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine,
On these baptismal waters shine,
And teach our hearts, in highest strain,
To praise the Lamb for sinners slain.We love Your Name, we love Your laws,
And joyfully embrace Your cause;
We love Your cross, the shame, the pain,
O Lamb of God, for sinners slain.We sink beneath the water’s face,
And thank You for Your saving grace;
We die to sin and seek a grave
With You, beneath the yielding wave.And as we rise with You to live,
O let the Holy Spirit give
The sealing unction from above,
The joy of life, the fire of love.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mat 3:16] Holy Ghost, Come Down Upon Thy Children
Refrain
Holy Ghost, come down upon Thy children,
Give us grace and make us Thine;
Thy tender fires within us kindle,
Blessèd Spirit, Dove divine.For all within us good and holy
Is from Thee, Thy precious gift;
In all our joys, in all our sorrows,
Wistful hearts to Thee we lift.Refrain
For Thou to us art more than Father,
More than sister, in Thy love,
So gentle, patient, and forbearing,
Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove.Refrain
O we have grieved Thee, gracious Spirit!
Wayward, wanton, cold are we;
And still our sins, new every morning,
Never yet have wearied Thee.Refrain
Ah! Sweet Consoler, though we cannot
Love Thee as Thou lovest us,
Yet if Thou deign’st our hearts to kindle
They will not be always thus.Refrain
With hearts so vile how dare we venture,
King of kings, to love Thee so?
And how canst Thou, with such compassion,
Bear so long with things so low?Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal - [Mat 3:16] Son Of Man From Jordan Rose, The
The Son of Man from Jordan rose,
And prayed to God above;
When lo, the opening heav’ns disclose
A swift descending Dove.The Spirit, lighting on His brow,
Anoints the Holy One;
The Father’s voice declaring, “Thou
Art My belovèd Son.”So when, through His baptizing blessed
The Font new birth conveys,
Man kneels a son of God confessed,
Heav’n opens as he prays.Fair innocency, like the dove’s,
Invests him, purged from sin;
For God the brooding Spirit moves,
Directs and rules within.O Christ, whose mercy cleansed our stain
With streams of grace divine,
Let us not soil the robes again
Made white in blood of Thine.Redeemer of a world undone,
We praise Thee and adore,
Jesu, with God the Father One,
And Spirit evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal
