1 Corinthians 3:7

• [1Co 3:7] God The Lord Does Ask

  God the Lord does ask us to do a task, Whether planting or watering seed. We are servants all of our God who has called Us to come to Him and believe. We all are God’s fellow workers; We’re His field where His seed does grow. God alone does know how to make things grow; Let none quarrel or be filled with pride. For the ones who sow and who water know That their purpose is unified. We all are God’s fellow workers; Each man’s labor will bring reward. By God’s gift of grace, a foundation’s placed And a building ere long does rise. But we each must take care how we build our share; It must rest upon Jesus Christ. For we are the Lord’s own building; Our foundation is Christ the Lord. If we build with gold that has worth untold Or with silver or costly stones, Then our work still will last when the judgment has passed; Its true character will be shown. The Day will reveal each building; Each man’s work will be tested by fire. If our work displays only wood, straw, hay, We will suffer great loss and shame. For though we will survive, we will win no prize; We’ll escape only as through flames. O Lord, may we build with wisdom, That our work may come forth as gold!

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• [1Co 3:7] Oh, To Be Nothing

  Oh, to be nothing, nothing, Only to lie at His feet, A broken and emptied vessel, For the Master’s use made meet. Emptied that He might fill me As forth to His service I go; Broken, that so unhindered, His life through me might show. Refrain Oh, to be nothing, nothing, Only to lie at His feet, A broken and emptied vessel, For the Master’s use made meet. Oh, to be nothing, nothing, Only as led by His hand; A messenger at His gateway, Only waiting for His command; Only an instrument ready His praises to sound at His will, Willing should He not require me, In silence to wait on Him still. Refrain Oh, to be nothing, nothing, Painful the humbling may be, Yet low in the dust I’d lay me That the world might my Savior see. Rather be nothing, nothing, To Him let our voices be raised, He is the Fountain of blessing, He only is meet to be praised. Refrain

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1 Corinthians 3:19

• [1Co 3:19] They Tell Me The Story Of Jesus Is Old

  They tell me the story of Jesus is old, And they ask that we preach something new; They say that the Babe, and the Man of the cross, For the wise of this world will not do. Refrain It can never grow old, it can never grow old, Though a million times over the story is told; While sin lives unvanquished, and death rules the world, The story of Jesus can never grow old. Yet the story is old, as the sunlight is old, Though it’s new every morn all the same; As it floods all the world with its gladness and light, Kindling faraway stars by its flame. Refrain For what can we tell to the weary of heart, If we preach not salvation from sin? And how can we comfort the souls that depart, If we tell not how Christ rose again? Refrain So with sorrow we turn from the wise of this world, To the wanderers far from the fold; With hearts for the message they’ll join in our song, That the story can never grow old. Refrain

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1 Corinthians 16:13

• [1Co 16:13] Am I A Soldier Of The Cross?

  Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His Name? Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord. I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy Word. Thy saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die; They see the triumph from afar, By faith’s discerning eye. When that illustrious day shall rise, And all Thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine.

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• [1Co 16:13] Rise At The Cry Of Battle

  Rise at the cry of battle, Arm for the coming strife, By night and day you must fight your way Till you pass through death to life. Ready to face the danger, Ready to right the wrong, There is many a foe on the way you go, Quit you like men, be strong! Fiery and fierce the conflict, Daring and swift the foe; His hosts are found on the battle ground, Where they wait to lay you low; Sharp are his darts and deadly, Keen is the strife and long, Then arm for the fight in the armor of light, Quit you like men, be strong! Strive till the strife is over, Fight till the fight is won, Though sore oppressed, seek not for rest, Until the day is done; After the well fought battle Join in the victor’s song, Your trophies bring to Christ your King, Quit you like men, be strong!

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• [1Co 16:13] When The Battle’s Over

  Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His Name? Refrain And when the battle’s over We shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! Yes, we shall wear a crown! And when the battle’s over We shall wear a crown In the new Jerusalem Wear a crown (wear a crown) Wear a crown (wear a crown) Wear a bright and shining crown; And when the battle’s over We shall wear a crown In the new Jerusalem. Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? Refrain Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal