1 John 1:3
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[1Jo 1:3] How Can We Sinners Know
How can we sinners know
Our sins on earth forgiven?
How can my gracious Savior show
My name inscribed in heaven?What we have felt and seen,
With confidence we tell,
And publish to the ends of earth
The signs infallible.We who in Christ believe
That He for us hath died,
We all His unknown peace receive
And feel His blood applied.Exults for joy our rising soul,
Disburthened of her load,
And swells, unutterably full
Of glory and of God.His love surpasses far
The love of all beneath,
We find within, and dare
The pointless darts of death.Stronger than death, or sin, or hell,
The mystic power we prove,
And conquerors of the world we dwell
In heaven, who dwell in love.We by His Spirit prove
And know the things of God,
The things which freely of His love
He hath on us bestowed.The meek and lowly heart
That in our Savior was,
To us that Spirit doth impart
And sign us with His cross.Our nature’s turned, our mind
Transformed in all its powers,
And both the witnesses are joined,
The Spirit of God with ours.His glory is our sole design,
We live our God to please,
And rise with filial fear divine
To perfect holiness.The Spirit of my God
Hath certified Him mine,
And all the tokens showed,
Infallible, divine.Hereby the pardoned sinner knows
His sins on earth forgiven,
And thus my gracious Savior shows
My name inscribed in Heaven.Play source: Cyberhymnal
1 John 2:1
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[1Jo 2:1] Come, Let Us Lift Our Joyful Eyes
Come, let us lift our joyful eyes
Up to the courts above,
And smile to see our Father there
Upon a throne of love.Once ’twas a seat of dreadful wrath,
And shot devouring flame;
Our God appeared “consuming fire,”
And Vengeance was His Name.Rich were the drops of Jesus’ blood
That calmed His frowning face,
That sprinkled o’er the burning throne,
And turned the wrath to grace.Now we may bow before His feet,
And venture near the Lord;
No fiery cherub guards His seat,
Nor double-flaming sword.The peaceful gates of heav’nly bliss
Are opened by the Son;
High let us raise our notes of praise,
And reach th’almighty throne.To Thee ten thousand thanks we bring,
Great Advocate on high;
And glory to th’eternal King,
That lays His fury by.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 2:1] Dread Hath Come On Me, A
A dread hath come on me,
I know not where to flee,
My pow’rs can naught avail me;
My trembling limbs grow weak,
My lips refuse to speak,
My heart and senses fail me.For thinking on that sound
That once shall pierce the ground
And make its slumb’rers tremble,
“Arise! the Day of Doom
Is come at last—is come!
Before the Judge assemble!”Ah God! no tempest’s shock
That cleaves the solid rock
Could make my spirit shiver
As doth that awful tone;
Were my heart steel or stone
’Twould hear that voice and quiver.I eat, or wake, or sleep,
I talk, or smile, or weep,
Yet still that voice of thunder
Is sounding through my heart—
“Forget not what thou art,
The doom thou liest under!”For daily do I see
How many deaths there be,
How swiftly all things wither;
How sickness fills the grave,
Or fire, or sword, or wave
Is sweeping thousands thither.My turn will soon be here,
The end is drawing near,
I hear its warning plainly;
Death knocketh at my door
And tells me all is o’er,
And I would fly him vainly.Ah! who in this my strait
Will be mine Advocate?
Will all things leave me friendless?
My wealth and power are dust,
This Judge is ever just,
His righteous doom is endless.Lord Jesus Christ! ’tis Thou
Alone canst help me now,
But ’twas for this Thou camest,
To save us in this hour—
Then show Thy mercy’s power,
For they are safe Thou claimest.Speak Thou for me! Thou art
The refuge of my heart;
With gladness let me hear Thee;
Bid me to Thee ascend,
Where praise shall never end,
And love shall aye be near Thee.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 2:1] Everlasting Song, The
Come, O my soul, my ev’ry pow’r awaking,
Look unto Him Whose goodness crowns thy days;
While into song angelic choirs are breaking,
O let thy voice its thankful tribute bring.Refrain
Tell how alone the path of death He trod;
Tell how He lives, thine Advocate with God;
Lift up thy voice, while Heav’n’s triumphant throng,
Swell at His feet the everlasting song.Think, O my soul, now patiently He sought thee,
Far, far away upon the mountain steep;
Then in His arms how tenderly He brought thee,
Home to His fold, a weary, wand’ring sheep.Refrain
Sing, O my soul, and let thy pure devotion
Rise to His throne, thy Savior, Friend, and Guide;
Sing of His love that, like a mighty ocean,
Flows unto thee, and all the world beside.Refrain
Soon, O my soul, thine earthly house forsaking,
Soon shalt thou rise the better world to see;
Then will thy harp, a nobler strain awaking,
Praise Him Who died to purchase life for thee.Refrain
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[1Jo 2:1] Jesus, My Advocate Above
Jesus, my Advocate above,
My Friend before the throne of love,
If now for me prevails Thy prayer,
If now I find Thee pleading there,
If Thou the secret wish convey,
And sweetly prompt my heart to pray;
Hear, and my weak petitions join,
Almighty Advocate, to Thine.Fain would I know my utmost ill,
And groan my nature’s weight to feel,
To feel the clouds that round me roll,
The night that hangs upon my soul,
The darkness of my carnal mind,
My will perverse, my passions blind,
Scattered o’er all the earth abroad,
Immeasurably far from God.Jesus, my heart’s desire obtain!
My earnest suit present, and gain;
My fulness of corruption show,
The knowledge of myself bestow;
A deeper displacence at sin,
A sharper sense of hell within,
A stronger struggling to get free,
A keener appetite for Thee.O sovereign Love, to Thee I cry,
Give me Thyself, or else I die!
Save me from death, from hell set free,
Death, hell, are but the want of Thee.
Quickened by Thy imparted flame,
Saved, when possessed of Thee, I am;
My life, my only heaven Thou art,
O might I feel Thee in my heart!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 2:1] O Thou, The Contrite Sinner’s Friend
O Thou, the contrite sinner’s Friend,
Who loving, lov’st them to the end,
On this alone my hopes depend,
That Thou wilt plead for me.When weary in the Christian race,
Far off appears my resting place,
And, fainting, I mistrust Thy grace,
Then, Savior, plead for me.When I have erred and gone astray,
Afar from Thine and wisdom’s way,
And see no glimmering, guiding ray,
Still, Savior, plead for me.When Satan, by my sins made bold,
Strives from Thy cross to loose my hold,
Then with Thy pitying arms infold,
And plead, O plead for me.And when my dying hour draws near,
Darkened with anguish, guilt, and fear,
Then to my fainting sight appear,
Pleading in Heav’n for me.When the full light of heavenly day
Reveals my sins in dread array,
Say Thou hast washed them all away;
O say, Thou plead’st for me!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 2:1] When At Thy Footstool, Lord, I Bend
When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend,
And plead with Thee for mercy there,
Think of the sinner’s dying Friend,
And for His sake receive my prayer.O think not of my shame and guilt,
My thousand stains of deepest dye;
Think of the blood which Jesus spilt,
And let that blood my pardon buy.Think, Lord, how I am still Thine own,
The trembling creature of Thy hand;
Think how my heart to sin is prone,
And what temptations round me stand.O think upon Thy holy Word,
And every plighted promise there;
How prayer should evermore be heard,
And how Thy glory is to spare.O think not of my doubts and fears,
My strivings with Thy grace divine;
Think upon Jesus’ woes and tears,
And let His merits stand for mine.Thine eyes, Thine ear, they are not dull;
Thine arm can never shortened be;
Behold me here; my heart is full;
Behold, and spare, and succor me.Play source: Cyberhymnal
1 John 3:1
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[1Jo 3:1] Behold The Amazing Gift Of Love
Behold th’amazing gift of love
The Father hath bestowed
On us, the sinful sons of men,
To call us sons of God!Concealed as yet this honor lies,
By this dark world unknown,
A world that knew not when He came,
Even God’s eternal Son.High is the rank we now possess;
But higher we shall rise;
Though what we shall hereafter be
Is hid from mortal eyes.Our souls, we know, when He appears,
Shall bear His image bright;
For all His glory, full disclosed,
Shall open to our sight.A hope so great, and so divine,
May trials well endure;
And purge the soul from sense and sin,
As Christ Himself is pure.Behold what wondrous grace
The Father hath bestow’d
On sinners of a mortal race
To call them Sons of God!’Tis no surprising thing,
That we should be unknown;
The Jewish world knew not their King,
God’s everlasting Son.Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made;
But when we see our Saviour here,
We shall be like our Head.A hope so much divine
May trials well endure,
May purge our souls from sense and sin
As Christ the Lord is pure.If in my Father’s love
I share a filial part,
Send down Thy Spirit like a dove,
To rest upon my heart.We would no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne;
My faith shall Abba, Father, cry,
And Thou the kindred own.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 3:1] Behold, What Love!
Behold, what love, what boundless love,
The Father hath bestowed
On sinners lost, that we should be
Now called “the sons of God!”Refrain
Behold, what manner of love!
What manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us,
That we, that we should be called,
Should be called the sons of God!No longer far from Him but now
By “precious blood” made nigh,
Accepted in the “Well beloved,”
Near to God’s heart we lie.Refrain
What we in glory soon shall be,
It doth not yet appear;
But when our precious Lord we see,
We shall His image bear.Refrain
With such a blessèd hope in view,
We would more holy be,
More like our risen, glorious Lord,
Whose face we soon shall see.Refrain
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[1Jo 3:1] Behold What Wondrous Grace
Behold what wondrous grace
The Father has bestowed
On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!’Tis no surprising thing
That we should be unknown;
The Jewish world knew not their King,
God’s everlasting Son.Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made;
But when we see our Savior here,
We shall be like our Head.A hope so much divine
May trials well endure;
May purge our souls from sense and sin,
As Christ the Lord is pure.If in my Father’s love
I share a filial part,
Send down Thy Spirit like a dove,
To rest upon my heart.We would no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne;
My faith shall Abba, Father, cry,
And thou the kindred own.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 3:1] Behold, What Wondrous Love And Grace
Behold, what wondrous love and grace!
When we were wretched and undone,
To save our ruined, helpless race,
The Father gave His only Son!
Of twice ten thousand gifts divine,
No gift like this could ever shine.Jesus, to save us from our fall,
Was made incarnate here below;
This was the greatest gift of all—
Heaven could no greater gift bestow:
On Him alone our sins were laid;
He died, and now the ransom’s paid.O gift of love unspeakable!
O gift of mercy all divine!
We once were slaves of death and hell,
But now we in His image shine.
For other gifts our songs we raise,
But this demands our highest praise.Praise shall employ these tongues of ours
Till we, with all the hosts above,
Extol His Name with nobler powers,
Lost in the ocean of His love:
While angel choirs with wonder gaze,
We’ll fill the heavens with shouts of praise.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 3:1] Blessed Are The Sons Of God
Blessèd are the sons of God,
They are bought with Christ’s own blood;
They are ransomed from the grave,
Life eternal they shall have:
With them numbered may we be,
Here and in eternity.They are justified by grace,
They enjoy the Savior’s peace;
All their sins are washed away,
They shall stand in God’s great day;
With them numbered may we be,
Here and in eternity.They are lights upon the earth,
Children of a heavenly birth;
One with God, with Jesus one;
Glory is in them begun:
With them numbered may we be,
Here and in eternity.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 3:1] Children Of The Heavenly Father
Children of the heav’nly Father
Safely in His bosom gather;
Nestling bird nor star in Heaven
Such a refuge e’er was given.God His own doth tend and nourish;
In His holy courts they flourish;
From all evil things He spares them;
In His mighty arms He bears them.Neither life nor death shall ever
From the Lord His children sever;
Unto them His grace He showeth,
And their sorrows all He knoweth.Though He giveth or He taketh,
God His children ne’er forsaketh;
His the loving purpose solely
To preserve them pure and holy.Lo, their very hairs He numbers,
And no daily care encumbers
Them that share His ev’ry blessing
And His help in woes distressing.Praise the Lord in joyful numbers:
Your Protector never slumbers.
At the will of your Defender
Ev’ry foeman must surrender.source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 3:1] Come, Let Us A Sing Of A Wonderful Love
Come, let us sing of a wonderful love,
Tender and true, tender and true,
Out of the heart of the Father above,
Streaming to me and to you:
Wonderful love, wonderful love,
Dwells in the heart of the Father above.Jesus the Savior this Gospel to tell
Joyfully came, joyfully came,
Came with the helpless and hopeless to dwell,
Sharing their sorrow and shame:
Seeking the lost, seeking the lost,
Saving, redeeming at measureless cost.Jesus is seeking the wanderers yet;
Why do they roam? Why do they roam?
Love only waits to forgive and forget;
Home, weary wanderers, home!
Wonderful love, wonderful love,
Dwells in the heart of the Father above.Come to my heart, O thou wonderful love!
Come and abide, come and abide,
Lifting my life till it rises above
Envy and falsehood and pride:
Seeking to be, seeking to be,
Lowly and humble, a learner of thee.source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 3:1] Father, Loving Father
Father, loving Father,
Hear Thy children’s call;
With Thy love enfold us,
And protect us all.From the dawn’s first glimmer,
To the close of day
May we feel Thee near us
On our earthly way.And from evening prayer time
Through the dark of night,
Let us rest in quietness
Until morn brings light.Teach our tongues to praise Thee
In the hymns we sing;
Teach our hearts to love Thee
As our voices ring.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 3:1] I Belong To The King
I belong to the King; I’m a child of His love,
I shall dwell in His palace so fair,
For He tells of its bliss in yon heaven above,
And His children in splendor shall share.Refrain
I belong to the King; I’m a child of His love,
And he never forsaketh His own.
He will call me some day to His palace above;
I shall dwell by His glorified throne.I belong to the King, and He loves me I know,
For His mercy and kindness so free
Are unceasingly mine wheresoever I go,
And my Refuge unfailing is He.Refrain
I belong to the King, and His promise is sure:
That we all shall be gathered at last
In His kingdom above, by life’s waters so pure,
When this life with its trials is past.Refrain
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[1Jo 3:1] It’s Just Like His Great Love
A friend I have called Jesus, whose love is strong and true,
And never fails howe’er ’tis tried, no matter what I do;
I’ve sinned against this love of His, but when I knelt to pray,
Confessing all my guilt to Him, the sin clouds rolled away.Refrain
It’s just like Jesus to roll the clouds away,
It’s just like Jesus to keep me day by day,
It’s just like Jesus all along the way,
It’s just like His great love.Sometimes the clouds of trouble bedim the sky above,
I cannot see my Savior’s face, I doubt His wondrous love;
But He, from Heaven’s mercy seat, beholding my despair,
In pity bursts the clouds between, and shows me He is there.Refrain
When sorrow’s clouds o’ertake me, and break upon my head,
When life seems worse than useless, and I were better dead;
I take my grief to Jesus then, nor do I go in vain,
For heavenly hope He gives that cheers like sunshine after rain.Refrain
O, I could sing forever of Jesus’ love divine,
Of all His care and tenderness for this poor life of mine;
His love is in and over all, and wind and waves obey,
When Jesus whispers “Peace, be still!” and rolls the clouds away.Refrain
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[1Jo 3:1] O Father, We Would Thank Thee
O Father, we would thank Thee
For all Thy love has given,
Our present joy of sonship,
Our future joy in Heaven;
The life which sin had blighted
So wondrously restored
By our mysterious union
With Jesus Christ our Lord.Rich gifts of life and gladness—
A new and heav’nly birth,
Baptismal waters flowing
To cleanse the sons of earth;
The strength in which to follow
The steps that Jesus trod;
And love beyond all knowledge
Which calls us sons of God.O mercy all abundant
Bestowed on us today!
O hope of future glory
Which fadeth not away!
By God’s great love begotten
To living hope and sure,
May we at Christ’s appearing
Be pure as He is pure.For all Thy gifts, O Father,
Our hymns of praise arise—
The love which calls us children,
The hope which purifies;
The grace by which we offer
A service glad and free;
The earnest of perfection,
Of fuller life with Thee.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 3:1] Our Father’s Love
Our Father’s love, so vast and boundless—
His arms of mercy opened wide—
Has sent His Son on earth to save us
Through nail-pierced hands and wounded side.Lord Jesus Christ, the Cross You’ve taken
Has lifted up and set us free
To live in oneness with each other
In perfect peace and harmony.Fill me, Lord, with Your Holy Spirit
That I may know and do Your will;
Grant me the grace to trust You daily,
And love within my heart instill.And at the time when I am dying,
May Jesus come and life restore,
Calling me from my grave to meet Him
To live with Him for evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[1Jo 3:1] Wonderful Message
Tell it to others as onward you go,
Wonderful message of love;
Send it from hearts that with joy overflow,
Wonderful message of love.Refrain
Wonderful message, beautiful message,
Sent by the Father above;
Wonderful message, life giving message,
Marvelous message of love.Tell how it brightens each step of the way,
Wonderful message of love;
Tell it to those who from God are astray,
Wonderful message of love.Refrain
Sweeter it seems every time it is told,
Wonderful message of love;
Tell it, till safe in the city of gold,
Wonderful message of love.Refrain
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[1Jo 3:1] Wonderful Story Of Love
Wonderful story of love;
Tell it to me again;
Wonderful story of love;
Wake the immortal strain!
Angels with rapture announce it,
Shepherds with wonder receive it;
Sinner, O won’t you believe it?Refrain
Wonderful story of love,
Wonderful! Wonderful!
Wonderful, wonderful story of love.Wonderful story of love;
Though you are far away;
Wonderful story of love;
Still He doth call today;
Calling from Calvary’s mountain,
Down from the crystal bright fountain,
E’en from the dawn of creation,Refrain
Wonderful story of love;
Jesus provides a rest;
Wonderful story of love;
For all the pure and blest,
Rest in those mansions above us,
With those who’ve gone on before us,
Singing the rapturous chorus,Refrain
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