Matthew 3:1-12

• [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.

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  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.

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  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.

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  source: Cyberhymnal