Isaiah 1:7

• [Isa 1:7] From Foes That Would The Land Devour

  From foes that would the land devour, From guilty pride and lust of power, From wild sedition’s lawless hour, From yoke of slavery, From blinded zeal by faction led, From giddy change by fancy bred, From poisonous error’s serpent head Good Lord, preserve us free! Defend, O God! with guardian hand, The laws and ruler of our land, And grant our Church Thy grace to stand In faith and unity!
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Isaiah 53:4

• [Isa 53:4] Stricken, Smitten, And Afflicted

  Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, See Him dying on the tree! ’Tis the Christ by man rejected; Yes, my soul, ’tis He, ’tis He! ’Tis the long expected prophet, David’s Son, yet David’s Lord; Proofs I see sufficient of it: ’Tis a true and faithful Word. Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning, Was there ever grief like His? Friends through fear His cause disowning, Foes insulting his distress: Many hands were raised to wound Him, None would interpose to save; But the deepest stroke that pierced Him Was the stroke that Justice gave. Ye who think of sin but lightly, Nor suppose the evil great, Here may view its nature rightly, Here its guilt may estimate. Mark the Sacrifice appointed! See Who bears the awful load! ’Tis the Word, the Lord’s Anointed, Son of Man, and Son of God. Here we have a firm foundation, Here the refuge of the lost. Christ the Rock of our salvation, Christ the Name of which we boast. Lamb of God for sinners wounded! Sacrifice to cancel guilt! None shall ever be confounded Who on Him their hope have built.

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• [Isa 53:4] When The Burden Bearer Came

  On a desert wild and lonely, Where no hope I dared to claim, I was troubled, sad and lonely, When the Burden Bearer came. Refrain Christ the Burden Bearer came, Hallelujah to His Name! All my sins He rolled away, Now rejoicing every day, I am trusting in the Savior’s precious love. On a desert wild and lonely, How He gently said to me, “I have purchased thy salvation, I have borne the cross for thee.” Refrain Praise to Him whose grace redeemed me, From the death that never dies; I shall tell the blessèd story, When I meet Him in the skies. Refrain

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