Isaiah 40:31

• [Isa 40:31] Awake, Our Souls, Away, Our Fears

  Awake, our souls! away, our fears! Let every trembling thought be gone! Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. True, ’tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; But they forget the mighty God, That feeds the strength of every saint. O mighty God, Thy matchless power Is ever new, and ever young; And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. From Thee, the ever flowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. Swift as the eagle cuts the air, We’ll mount aloft to Thine abode; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire along the heavenly road.

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• [Isa 40:31] God, Bless Your Church With Strength!

  God, bless Your church with strength! Wherever we may be, Upbuild Your servants as we work In common ministry. Urge us from fledgling faith To venture and to soar Through open skies, to sing the praise Of Christ whom we adore. God, bless Your church with life! May all our branches thrive, Unblemished, wholesome, bearing fruit, Abundantly alive. From You, one holy vine, In freedom may we grow; Sustain us in our mission, Lord, Your love and peace to show. God, bless Your church with hope! Despite chaotic days, May we in chaos shine to light A pathway through life’s maze. May justice be our aim, And kindness ours to share, In humbleness O may we walk, Assured our God is there!

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• [Isa 40:31] Never Mind, Go On!

  In the fight, say, does your heart grow weary? Do you find your path is rough and thorny? And above the sky is dark and stormy? Never mind, go on! Lay aside all fear, and onward pressing, Bravely fight, and God will give His blessing; Though the war at times may prove distressing, Never mind, go on! Refrain When the road we tread is rough, Let us bear in mind, In our Savior strength enough We may always find; Though the fighting may be tough Let our motto be: Go on, go on to victory! Faithful be, delaying not to follow Where Christ leads, though it may be through sorrow; If the strife should fiercer grow tomorrow, Never mind, go on! Cheerful be, it will your burdens lighten, One glad heart will always others brighten; Though the strife the coward’s soul may frighten, Never mind, go on! Refrain When downhearted, look away to Jesus, Who for you did shed His blood most precious; Let us say, though all the world should hate us; Never mind, go on! Do your best in fighting for your Savior, For His sake fear not to lose men’s favor; If beside you should a comrade waver, Never mind, go on! Refrain

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• [Isa 40:31] Rise In The Strength Of God

  Rise in the strength of God, And face life’s uphill way, The steps which other feet have trod You tread today. Press onward, upward still, To win your way at last, With better hope and stronger will Than in the past. Life’s work more nobly wrought, Life’s race more bravely run, Life’s daily conflict faced and fought, Life’s duty done.
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Isaiah 41:10

• [Isa 41:10] God Will Take Care Of You (crosby)

  God will take care of you, be not afraid; He is your safeguard through sunshine and shade; Tenderly watching and keeping His own, He will not leave you to wander alone. Refrain God will take care of you still to the end; Oh, what a Father, Redeemer, and Friend! Jesus will answer whenever you call; He will take care of you, trust Him for all. God will take care of you, through all the day, Shielding your footsteps, directing your way; He is your Shepherd, Protector, and Guide, Leading His children where still waters glide. Refrain God will take care of you long as you live, Granting you blessings no other can give; He will take care of you when time is past, Safe to His kingdom will bring you at last. Refrain

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• [Isa 41:10] Hear My Call

  Light of all who come to Thee, Let me now Thy glory see, Shining down with beams divine, Making glad this heart of mine. Refrain Hear my call, oh, hear my call, Thou my Life, my all in all; By Thy hand uphold me still, With Thy love my spirit fill. Hope of all who trust in Thee, Thou Whose blood was shed for me, Thro’ its healing power divine Keep from sin this heart of mine. Refrain In Thy strength, and not my own, This I ask before Thy throne, Blessèd Lord, my faith increase, Keep my soul in perfect peace. Refrain When on earth I close mine eyes, When to life Thou bidst me rise, To Thyself, Thou Friend divine, Take, oh, take this heart of mine. Refrain

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• [Isa 41:10] Jesus All The Way

  I am walking thro’ this earth-life, Often weary, often sad; But my Savior walketh with me, And His presence makes me glad. Refrain Jesus knoweth ev’ry sorrow, Jesus knoweth ev’ry fear; And He whispers thro’ life’s shadows, “Do not tremble, I am near!” I am trav’ling to a city Where the light is never dim, And my Savior leads so gently, It is sweet to walk with Him. Refrain I am looking for redemption Thro’ the merits of my King; Blessèd beams of free salvation Shine about me as I sing. Refrain

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Isaiah 50:4

• [Isa 50:4] Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve

  Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown, And an immortal crown. A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way, And onward urge thy way. ’Tis God’s all animating voice That calls thee from on high; ’Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye, To thine aspiring eye. Then wake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on, A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown, And an immortal crown.

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• [Isa 50:4] Come, My Soul, Thou Must Be Waking

  Come, my soul, thou must be waking; Now is breaking over the earth another day; Come to Him Who made this splendor; See thou render all thy feeble powers can pay. Thou, too, hail the light returning Ready burning be the incense of thy powers; For the night is safely ended, God hath tended with His care thy helpless hours. Pray that He may prosper ever Each endeavor when thine aim is good and true; But that He may ever thwart thee, And convert thee, when thou evil wouldst pursue. Think that He thy ways beholdeth; He unfoldeth every fault that lurks within; He the hidden shame glossed over Can discover, and discern each deed of sin. Mayest thou on life’s last morrow, Free from sorrow, pass away in slumber sweet: And, released from death’s dark sadness, Rise in gladness that far brighter Sun to greet. Only God’s free gifts abuse not, Light refuse not, but His Spirit’s voice obey; Thou with Him shalt dwell, beholding Light enfolding all things in unclouded day.

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Isaiah 61:1

• [Isa 61:1] Hark, The Glad Sound!

  Hark, the glad sound! the Savior comes, The Savior promised long; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. On Him the Spirit, largely poured, Exerts His sacred fire; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire. He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan’s bondage held; The gates of brass before Him burst, The iron fetters yield. He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyes oppressed with night To pour celestial day. He comes the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure; And with the treasures of His grace To enrich the humble poor. His silver trumpets publish loud The jub’lee of the Lord Our debts are all remitted now Our heritage restored. Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And Heav’n’s eternal arches ring With Thy belovèd Name.

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Isaiah 63:5

• [Isa 63:5] I Lift My Banner, Saith The Lord

  “I lift My banner,” saith the Lord, “Where Antichrist has stood; The city of My Gospel foes Shall be a field of blood. “My heart has studied just revenge, And now the day appears; The day of My redeemed is come To wipe away their tears. “Quite weary is My patience grown, And bids My fury go; Swift as the lightning it shall move, And be as fatal too. “I call for helpers, but in vain; Then has My Gospel none? Well, Mine own arm has might enough To crush My foes alone. “Slaughter and My devouring sword Shall walk the streets around, Babel shall reel beneath My stroke, And stagger to the ground.” Thy honors, O victorious King! Thine own right hand shall raise, While we Thy awful vengeance sing, And our Deliv’rer praise.

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