1 Chronicles 22:1--26:32

• [1Ch 22:13] Be Strong!

  Be strong! We are not here to play, to dream, to drift; We have hard work to do and loads to lift; Shun not the struggle, face it, ’tis God’s gift. Be strong, be strong, be strong! Be strong! Say not the days are evil—who’s to blame? And fold the hands and acquiesce—O shame! Stand up, speak out, and bravely, in God’s Name. Be strong, be strong, be strong! Be strong! It matters not how deep entrenched the wrong, How hard the battle goes, the day, how long; Faint not, fight on! Tomorrow comes the song. Be strong, be strong, be strong!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [1Ch 22:13] Courage, Brother, Do Not Stumble

  Courage, brother, do not stumble, Though thy path be dark as night; There’s a star to guide the humble: Trust in God and do the right. Let the road be rough and dreary, And its end far out of sight, Foot it bravely; strong or weary, Refrain Trust in God, trust in God, Trust in God and do the right. Perish policy and cunning, Perish all that fears the light! Whether losing, whether winning, Trust in God and do the right, Trust no party, sect or faction; Trust no leaders in the fight; Put in every word or action, Refrain Some will hate thee, some will love thee, Some will flatter, some will slight; Cease from man, and look above thee: Trust in God and do the right. Simple rule, and safest guiding, Inward peace and inward might, Star upon our path abiding, Refrain Trust no lovely forms of passion— Fiends may look like angels bright; Trust no custom, school or fashion: Trust in God, and do the right. Simple rule, and safest guiding, Inward peace, and inward might, Star upon our path abiding,

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• [1Ch 22:13] March On, O Soul, With Strength

  March on, O soul, with strength! Like those strong men of old Who ’gainst enthronèd wrong Stood confident and bold; Who, thrust in prison or cast to flame Still made their glory in Thy Name. The sons of fathers we By whom our faith is taught To fear no ill, to fight The holy fight they fought; Heroic warriors, ne’er from Christ By any lure or guile enticed. March on, O soul, with strength, As strong the battle rolls! ’Gainst lies and lusts and wrongs, Let courage rule our souls; In keenest strife, Lord, may we stand, Upheld and strengthened by Thy hand. Not long the conflict: soon The holy war shall cease, Faith’s warfare ended, won The home of endless peace! Look up! the victor’s crown at length! March on, O soul, march on, with strength!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [1Ch 23:30] In The Morning I Will Raise

  In the morning I will raise To my God the voice of praise; With His kind protection blest, Sweet and deep has been my rest. In the morning I will pray For His blessing on the day; What this day shall be my lot, Light or darkness, I know not. Should it be with clouds o’ercast, Clouds of sorrow gathering fast, Thou, who givest light divine, Shine with me, Lord, O shine. Show me, if I tempted be, How to find all strength in Thee, And a perfect triumph win Over every bosom sin. Keep my feet from secret snares, Keep my eyes, O God, from tears, Every step Thy grace attend, And my soul from death defend. Then when fall the shades of night, All within shall still be light; Thou wilt peace around diffuse, Gently as the evening dews.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [1Ch 23:30] Let Songs Of Praise Arise

  Let songs of praise arise To God at early morn, When golden beams from eastern skies The mountain peaks adorn. When plumaged songsters raise Their varied notes of joy, When blossoms breathe their fragrant praise, Let praise our tongues employ. At noontide, too, O Lord, Thy praise shall be our theme, When floods of burning light are poured O’er mountain, vale and stream. At evening’s starlit hour, Still be His praise expressed, When countless stars of light, His pow’r and watchful love attest.

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• [1Ch 26:30] Service Of The King, The

  I pledge my spirit loyal To the service of the King; The privilege is royal, In the service of the King; I pledge to Him forever My loftiest endeavor, And naught my soul shall sever From the service of the King. Refrain In the service of the King My sweetest songs I’ll sing, While I with joy my pow’rs employ, In the service of the King. There is no joy so holy As the service of the King; There’s room for e’en the lowly In the service of the King; If all the world but knew Him, How all would hasten to Him, And highest honor do Him, In the service of the King. Refrain In yonder realms immortal There is service for the King; We pass the shining portal To the service of the King; Amid the glories o’er Him, Where angel hosts adore Him, I, too, shall stand before him, In the service of the King. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal