Hebrews 11:7

• [Heb 11:7] Faith Means We’re Sure

  Faith means we’re sure of what we hope to get; We’re certain of the things that we do not see. By faith we know that God made the world; What’s here now was not made from what was seen. Abel by faith offered God a better sacrifice; And Enoch, too, by faith died not, but from this life did rise. Though they are gone, they speak this word: That without faith, none can please the Lord. It was by faith that Noah built the ark, When warned by God of things that were yet to pass. Since he had faith, God did spare his life, And made him an heir of His righteousness. Abraham, too, when God said to leave his home behind, Obeyed and went, though he knew not the land he was to find. Though they are gone, they speak this word: That without faith, none can please the Lord. It was by faith that Abr’ham had a son, Then offered him to God as a sacrifice. Faith upheld Moses in Egypt’s land, And faith let a lamb pay the firstborn’s price. By faith the people passed through the sea as on dry land, And faith was why the walls of Jericho just could not stand. Though they are gone, they speak this word: That without faith, none can please the Lord. All these still lived by faith until they died, Receiving not the things that had been made known. They only saw them as from afar; They knew that their country was not their own. God therefore was not ashamed to be named as their Lord; For they believed that He was real and would their faith reward. Oh, give me faith to trust Your Word, That by my life I may please You, Lord.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Hebrews 11:27

• [Heb 11:27] Church Of God A Kingdom Is, The

  The Church of God a kingdom is, Where Christ in power doth reign; Where spirits yearn till, seen in bliss, Their Lord shall come again. Glad companies of saints possess This Church below, above; And God’s perpetual calm doth bless Their paradise of love. An altar stands within the shrine Whereon, once sacrificed, Is set, immaculate, divine, The Lamb of God, the Christ. There rich and poor, from countless lands, Praise God on mystic rood; There nations reach forth holy hands To take God’s holy food. There pure life-giving streams o’erflow The sower’s garden-ground: And faith and love fair blossoms show, And fruits of love abound. O King, O Christ, this endless grace To us and all men bring, To see the vision of Thy face In joy, O Christ, our King.

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  source: Cyberhymnal