2 Timothy 1:6

• [2Ti 1:6] Lord, With Glowing Heart I’d Praise Thee

  Lord, with glowing heart I’d praise Thee, For the bliss Thy love bestows, For the pardoning grace that saves me, And the peace that from it flows: Help, O God, my weak endeavor; This dull soul to rapture raise: Thou must light the flame, or never Can my love be warmed to praise. Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, Wretched wanderer, far astray; Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away; Praise, with love’s devoutest feeling, Him Who saw thy guilt-born fear, And the light of hope revealing, Bade the blood-stained cross appear. Praise thy Savior God that drew thee To that cross, new life to give, Held a blood sealed pardon to thee, Bade thee look to Him and live. Praise the grace whose threats alarmed thee, Roused thee from thy fatal ease; Praise the grace whose promise warmed thee, Praise the grace that whispered peace. Lord, this bosom’s ardent feeling Vainly would my lips express. Low before Thy footstool kneeling, Deign Thy suppliant’s prayer to bless: Let Thy grace, my soul’s chief treasure, Love’s pure flame within me raise; And, since words can never measure, Let my life show forth Thy praise.

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2 Timothy 2:4

• [2Ti 2:4] Grant To This Child The Inward Grace

  Grant to this child the inward grace, While we the outward sign impart; The cross we on his forehead trace Do Thou engrave upon his heart. May it his pride and glory be, Beneath Thy banner fair unfurled, To march to certain victory O’er sin, o’er Satan, o’er the world.
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2 Timothy 2:15

• [2Ti 2:15] To The Work

  To the work! To the work! We are servants of God; Let us follow the path that our Master has trod; With the balm of His counsel our strength to renew, Let us do with our might what our hands find to do. Refrain Toiling on, toiling on, Toiling on, toiling on, Let us hope and trust, Let us watch and pray, And labor till the Master comes. To the work! To the work! Let the hungry be fed; To the fountain of life let the weary be led; In the cross and its banner our glory shall be, While we herald the tidings, “Salvation is free!” Refrain To the work! To the work! There is labor for all; For the kingdom of darkness and error shall fall; And the love of our Father exalted shall be, In the loud swelling chorus, “Salvation is free!” Refrain To the work! To the work! In the strength of the Lord, And a robe and a crown shall our labor reward, When the home of the faithful our dwelling shall be, And we shout with the ransomed, “Salvation is free!” Refrain

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• [2Ti 2:15] Workman Of God

  Workman of God! O lose not heart, But learn what God is like; And in the darkest battlefield Thou shalt know where to strike. Thrice blest is he to whom is giv’n The instinct that can tell That God is on the field, when He Is most invisible. Blest too is he who can divine Where real right doth lie, And dares to take the side that seems Wrong to man’s blindfold eye. Then learn to scorn the praise of men, And learn to lose with God; For Jesus won the world through shame, And beckons thee His road. For right is right, since God is God, And right the day must win; To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin.

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