Hebrews 12:1

• [Heb 12:1] Looking This Way

  Over the river, faces I see, Fair as the morning, looking for me; Free from their sorrow, grief and despair, Waiting and watching patiently there. Refrain Looking this way, yes, looking this way, Loved ones are waiting, looking this way; Fair as the morning, bright as the day, Dear ones in glory, looking this way. Father and mother, safe in that vale, Watch for the boatman, wait for the sail, Bearing their loved ones over the tide, Into the harbor, near to their side. Refrain Brother and sister, gone to that clime, Wait for the others, coming sometime, Safe with the angels, whiter than snow, Watching for dear ones, waiting below. Refrain Sweet little darling, light of the home, Looking for someone, beckoning, “Come”; Bright as a sunbeam, pure as the dew, Anxiously looking, mother, for you. Refrain

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• [Heb 12:1] O Father, By Whose Servants

  Our Father, by Whose servants Our house was built of old, Whose hand hath crowned her children With blessing manifold, For Thine unfailing mercies Far-strewn along our way, With all who passed before us, We praise Thy Name today. The changeful years unresting Their silent course have sped, New comrades ever bringing In comrades’ steps to tread; And some are long forgotten, Long spent their hopes and fears; Safe rest they in Thy keeping, Who changest not with years. They reap not where they labored; We reap what they have sown; Our harvest may be garnered By ages yet unknown. The days of old have dowered us With gifts beyond all praise; Our Father, make us faithful To serve the coming days. Before us and beside us, Still holden in Thine hand A cloud unseen of witness, Our elder comrades stand: One family unbroken, We join, with one acclaim, One heart, one voice uplifting To glorify Thy Name.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Hebrews 12:24

• [Heb 12:24] Victim Divine, Thy Grace We Claim

  Victim Divine, Thy grace we claim, While thus Thy precious death we show: Once offered up a spotless Lamb, In Thy great temple here below, Thou didst for all mankind atone, And standest now before the throne. Thou standest in the holy place, As now for guilty sinners slain; The blood of sprinkling speaks, and prays, All prevalent for helpless man; Thy blood is still our ransom found, And speaks salvation all around. The smoke of Thy atonement here Darkened the sun, and rent the veil, Made the new way to Heaven appear, And showed the great Invisible; Well pleased in Thee, our God looked down, And calls His rebels to a crown. He still respects Thy sacrifice; Its savor sweet doth always please: The offering smokes through earth and skies, Diffusing life, and joy, and peace; To these, Thy lower courts, it comes, And fills them with divine perfumes. We need not now go up to Heaven, To bring the long sought Savior down; Thou art to all already given, Thou dost e’en now Thy banquet crown: To every faithful soul appear, And show Thy real presence here!

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  source: Cyberhymnal