Isaiah 13:1--14:27

• [Isa 13:2] Keep The Banner Flying

  Keep the banner flying, This your cry should be, Many souls are dying, Jesus must they see; Under condemnation, Life will soon be gone; Only is salvation In the Sinless One. Refrain Shout, shout the battle cry, Girt with endeavor; Lift, lift the banner high, Now and forever; Shout, shout the battle cry, Girt with endeavor; Lift, lift the banner high, Now and forever. Keep the banner flying; When the faithful fall, Give not up to sighing, Christ is all in all; Rally all your forces, See, the Captain’s near; Trust to His resources, There is naught to fear. Refrain Keep the banner flying; Christians should agree, With each other vying, Yet in harmony; Working still for Jesus, Righting human wrong, Till the angels greet us With their welcome song. Refrain Keep the banner flying, Over land and sea; By yourself denying Comes the victory; Brighten toil with singing, Better days will come; To the Savior clinging, You shall rest at home. Refrain

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• [Isa 13:8] Who Is This So Weak And Helpless

  Who is this so weak and helpless, Child of lowly Hebrew maid, Rudely in a stable sheltered, coldly in a manger laid? ’Tis the Lord of all creation, who this wondrous path hath trod; He is God from everlasting, and to everlasting God. Who is this, a Man of sorrows, walking sadly life’s hard way, Homeless, weary, sighing, weeping, over sin and Satan’s sway? ’Tis our God, our glorious Savior, who above the starry sky Now for us a place prepareth, where no tear can dim the eye. Who is this? Behold Him shedding drops of blood upon the ground! Who is this, despised, rejected, mocked, insulted, beaten, bound? ’Tis our God, who gifts and graces on His church now poureth down; Who shall smite in righteous judgment all His foes beneath His throne. Who is this that hangeth dying while the rude world scoffs and scorns, Numbered with the malefactors, torn with nails, and crowned with thorns? ’Tis the God Who ever liveth, ’mid the shining ones on high, In the glorious golden city, reigning everlastingly.

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• [Isa 14:3] Out Of Bondage

  Arise, come ye forth, and forever break the chain, That long had oppressed you with sorrow and pain; Arise, come ye forth, hear the blessèd Lord’s command, And He Himself will guide you with a strong, strong hand. Refrain Come forth, come forth, and shout the jubilee, Come forth, come forth, the Lord will make you free; Come forth from your bonds, hear the blessèd Lord’s command, And He Himself will guide you with a strong, strong hand. Arise, come ye forth; will ye spend your life for naught, When Jesus Who loves you a ransom has bought? The price of His blood, O receive it while you may; Behold the promised time is now; O come away. Refrain Arise, come ye forth, and be slaves to sin no more, How oft your Deliv’rer has called you before; Come forth from your bonds, and your liberty receive, Your willing hearts to Jesus give; repent, believe. Refrain

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• [Isa 14:3] With Weary Feet And Saddened Heart

  With weary feet and saddened heart, From toil and care we flee, And come, O dearest Lord, apart, To rest awhile with Thee. The courts of Heav’n were lost to view, The world had come between; But here the veil is rent in two; We see the things unseen. Our sins, in Thy pure light descried, Stand out in dread array; But here in love’s absolving tide Their guilt is washed away. With strife of tongues distraught and worn Our troublous way we trod; But cast ourselves, this holy morn, Into the peace of God. And oh! what depth of joy, as thus We bend the trembling knee, To know that Thou art one with us, And we are one with Thee.

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• [Isa 14:26] Lord God Of Hosts, Whose Mighty Hand

  Lord God of hosts, whose mighty hand Dominion holds on sea and land, In peace and war Your will we see Shaping the larger liberty; Nations may rise and nations fall, Your changeless purpose rules them all. For those who weak and broken lie In weariness and agony, Great Healer, to their beds of pain Come, touch and make them whole again. O hear a people’s prayers, and bless Your servants in their hour of stress! For those to whom the call shall come, We pray Your tender welcome home; The toil, the bitterness, all past, We trust them to Your love at last. O hear a people’s prayers for all Who, nobly striving, nobly fall! For those who minister and heal, And spend themselves, their skill, their zeal, Renew their hearts with Christlike faith, And guard them from disease and death; And in Your own good time, Lord, send Your peace on earth till time shall end.

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