2 Corinthians 8:18

• [2Co 8:18] What Thanks And Praise To Thee We Owe

  What thanks and praise to Thee we owe, O Priest and Sacrifice divine, For Thy dear saint through whom we know So many a gracious word of Thine; Whom Thou didst choose to tell the tale Of all Thy manhood’s toils and tears, And for a moment lift the veil That hides Thy boyhood’s spotless years. How many a soul with guilt oppressed Has learned to hear the joyful sound In that sweet tale of sin confessed The Father’s love, the lost and found? How many a child of sin and shame Has refuge found from guilty fears Through her, who to the Savior came With costly ointments and with tears! What countless worshippers have sung, In lowly fane or lofty choir, The song that loosed the silent tongue Of him who was the Baptist’s sire! And still the Church through all her days Uplifts the strains that never cease, The blessèd virgin’s hymn of praise, The agèd Simeon’s words of peace. O happy saint! whose sacred page, So rich in words of truth and love, Pours on the Church from age to age This healing unction from above; The witness of the Savior’s life, The great Apostle’s chosen friend Through weary years of toil and strife And still found faithful to the end. So grant us, Lord, like him to live, Beloved by man, approved by Thee, Till Thou at last the summons give, And we, with him, Thy face shall see.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

2 Corinthians 10:16

• [2Co 10:16] Move Forward

  Let the whole wide world be taken, In the name of Christ our King; Let the powers of sin be shaken, And our shouts of victory ring; Jesus calls, why should we tarry? Let our loyal hearts respond, And the fight of faith we’ll carry To the regions still beyond. Refrain Move forward into battle! Let this our watchword be; With Christ, our mighty Captain, We’ll gain the victory; He leads us to the battle, The King Whom we adore; We’ll fight till He shall conquer all, And reign from shore to shore. Onward with the Gospel story, Let the Word of Life prevail Over evils grim and hoary; Never shall our Leader fail; He it is Who goes before us, ’Tis His banner floats on high; Lift again the joyful chorus, Hail the triumph drawing nigh. Refrain Take the armor of salvation, Battling on the fields afar; Giant ills, in every nation, Fall before the Morning Star; “Go ye,” hear the Master saying, With His ever conquering sword; Help us, Lord, Thy Word obeying, Faith shall gain a rich reward. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [2Co 10:16] The Regions Beyond

  To the regions beyond I must go, I must go Where the story has never been told; To the millions that never have heard of His love, I must tell the sweet story of old. Refrain To the regions beyond I must go, I must go, Till the world, all the world, His salvation shall know. To the hardest of places He calls me to go, Never thinking of comfort or ease; The world may pronounce me a dreamer, a fool, Enough if the Master I please. Refrain Oh, you that are spending your leisure and powers In those pleasures so foolish and fond; Awake from your selfishness, folly and sin, And go to the regions beyond. Refrain There are other “lost sheep” that the Master must bring, And to them must the message be told; He sends me to gather them out of all lands, And welcome them back to His fold. Refrain

  source: Cyberhymnal