Revelation 22:13

• [Rev 22:13] Be Near Us, Holy Trinity

  Be near us, Holy Trinity, One Light, one only Deity! All things are Thine, on Thee depend, Who art Beginning without end. The myriad armies of the sky Praise, bless, adore Thy majesty: Earth’s triple frame—land, air, and sea— Upraise their canticle to Thee. We, too, Thy suppliant servants all, Before Thy feet adoring fall: To Thee our vows and prayers we bring With hymns that saints and angels sing. One we believe Thee, Light divine, And worship in a glorious Trine: O First and Last, we humbly cry, And all things having breath reply. Praise to the Father, made of none, Praise to the sole-begotten Son, Praise to the Holy Spirit be— Mysterious Godhead, One in Three!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Rev 22:13] Christ! I Am Christ’s

  Christ! I am Christ’s, and the Name suffice you, Ay, for me too He greatly hath sufficed: Christ is the end, for Christ was the beginning, Christ the beginning, for the end is Christ. Can it be true, the grace He is declaring? O let us trust Him, for His words are fair. Man, what is this, and why art thou despairing? God shall forgive thee all but thy despair. Not as one blind and deaf to our beseeching, Neither forgetful that we are but dust, Not as from heavens too high for our up-reaching, Coldly sublime, intolerably just— Nay, but thou knowest us, Lord Christ Thou knowest, Well Thou rememberest our feeble frame; Thou canst conceive our highest and our lowest, Pulses of nobleness and deeds of shame. Christ! I am Christ’s, and the Name suffice you, Ay, for me too He greatly hath sufficed: Christ is the end, for Christ was the beginning, Christ the beginning, for the end is Christ.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Rev 22:13] Hark, What A Sound

  Hark, what a sound, and too divine for hearing, Stirs on the earth and trembles in the air! Is it the thunder of the Lord’s appearing? Is it the music of His people’s prayer? Surely He cometh, and a thousand voices Shout to the saints and to the deaf and dumb; Surely He cometh, and the earth rejoices, Glad in His coming Who hath sworn, “I come.” So even I, and with a pang more thrilling, So even I, and with a hope more sweet, Yearn for the sign, O Christ, of Thy fulfilling, Faint for the flaming of Thine advent feet. Yea, through life, death, through sorrow and through sinning, He shall suffice me, for He hath sufficèd; Christ is the end, for Christ was the beginning, Christ the beginning, for the end is Christ.

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  source: Cyberhymnal