Deuteronomy 16:10

• [Deu 16:10] I Bring Thee All

  Father of love, of justice and of mercy, Thou art the dawn, the star at eventide; Show Thou Thy face, and light my way to Calv’ry, There all my sins in Thee to hide. I bring Thee all my sins, None can forgive but Thee. Refrain I bring Thee all, I bring Thee all; O, give Thyself to me, I bring Thee all. O Thou, of Whom the heav’ns are but a symbol, Be Thou the sun that draws my heart to Thee; Be Thou the light the stars at night do kindle, Thy love is more than all to me. I bring Thee all my heart, None do I love like Thee. Refrain O Man of Sorrows, praying in the garden, Thy sweat as blood falls down upon the ground. In that dark agony my sins are pardoned; My solace in Thy grief is found. I bring Thee all my tears, None can console like Thee. Refrain

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Deuteronomy 34:1

• [Deu 34:1] Fire Is Burning, The

  I’ve been on Mount Pisgah’s lofty height, And I’ve satisfied my longing heart’s desire; For I caught a glimpse of glory bright, And my soul is burning with the fire. Refrain O the fire is burning, yes, ’tis brightly burning, O ’tis burning, burning in my soul; O the fire is burning, yes, ’tis brightly burning, O ’tis burning, burning in my soul. I will walk with Jesus, bless His Name, And to be like Him I ev’ry day aspire; For His love is like a heav’nly flame, And my soul is burning with the fire. Refrain I my all upon the altar lay, As I to my closet lovingly retire; And the flame consumes while there I pray, And my soul is burning with the fire. Refrain By faith’s eye I scan the ocean’s foam, And beyond I see the haven I desire; There I view the beacon lights of home, And my soul is burning with the fire. Refrain

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• [Deu 34:1] There Is A Land Of Pure Delight

  There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. There everlasting spring abides, And never withering flowers: Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heav’nly land from ours. Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green: So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between. But timorous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea; And linger, shivering on the brink, And fear to launch away. O could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy thoughts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love With unbeclouded eyes! Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o’er, Not Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood, Should fright us from the shore.

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