Hebrews 4:3

• [Heb 4:3] Jesus, Son Of Mary, Fount Of Life Alone

  Jesus, Son of Mary, Fount of life alone, Here we hail Thee present on Thine altar throne. Humbly we adore Thee, Lord of endless might, In the mystic symbols veiled from earthly sight. Think, O Lord, in mercy on the souls of those Who, in faith gone from us, now in death repose. Here ’mid stress and conflict toils can never cease; There, the warfare ended, bid them rest in peace. Often were they wounded in the deadly strife; Heal them, Good Physician, with the balm of life. Every taint of evil, frailty and decay, Good and gracious Savior, cleanse and purge away.

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• [Heb 4:3] My Faith Has Found A Resting Place

  My faith has found a resting place, Not in device or creed; I trust the ever living One, His wounds for me shall plead. Refrain I need no other argument, I need no other plea, It is enough that Jesus died, And that He died for me. Enough for me that Jesus saves, This ends my fear and doubt; A sinful soul I come to Him, He’ll never cast me out. Refrain My heart is leaning on the Word, The living Word of God, Salvation by my Savior’s Name, Salvation through His blood. Refrain My great Physician heals the sick, The lost He came to save; For me His precious blood He shed, For me His life He gave. Refrain

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Hebrews 6:6

• [Heb 6:6] O God, Thy Righteousness We Own

  O God, Thy righteousness we own; Judgment is at Thy house begun! With humble awe Thy rod we hear, And guilty in Thy sight appear; We cannot in Thy judgment stand, But sink beneath Thy mighty hand. Our mouth as in the dust we lay, And still for mercy, mercy pray; Unworthy to behold Thy face, Unfaithful stewards of Thy grace, Our sin and wickedness we own, And deeply for acceptance groan. We have not, Lord, Thy gifts improved, But basely from Thy statutes roved, And done Thy loving Spirit spite, And sinned against the clearest light, Brought back Thy agonizing pain, And nailed Thee to Thy cross again. Yet do not drive us from Thy face, A stiff-necked and hard-hearted race; But oh! in tender mercy break The iron sinew in our neck; The softening power of love impart, And melt the marble of our heart.

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Hebrews 11:16

• [Heb 11:16] My Own Dear Land

  My own dear land, where’er my footsteps wander, Ever to thee my heart still turns again; To thee my love grows ever fonder, fonder, Till in its might it is akin to pain. Ever to thee I’m bound in love and duty; No dearer land to me in all the earth; By all sweet ties of home and love and beauty, To thee I cleave, dear land that gave me birth. Yet I look on, beyond earth’s habitation, To where a home of rarer vision gleams, Fairer than earth’s most wonderful creation Bathed in the light of Heav’n’s own morning beams. There we shall meet, from every clime and nation, There we shall meet in answer to the call, There we shall meet in joyous consecration, Sons of one Father, brothers one and all.

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• [Heb 11:16] My Soul, There Is A Country

  My soul, there is a country, Afar beyond the stars, Where stands a wingèd sentry, All skillful in the wars. There, above noise and danger, Sweet Peace sits crowned with smiles, And One born in a manger Commands the beauteous files. He is thy gracious Friend And (O my soul, awake!) Did in pure love descend, To die here for thy sake. If thou canst get but thither, There grows the flower of peace, The rose that cannot wither, Thy fortress, and thy ease. Leave, then, thy foolish ranges; For none can thee secure But One, who never changes, Thy God, thy Life, thy Cure.

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  source: Cyberhymnal