Isaiah 4:1

• [Isa 4:1] Come, Pure Hearts

  Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measure, Sing of those who spread the treasure In the holy Gospels shrined; Blessèd tidings of salvation, Peace on earth their proclamation, Love from God to lost mankind. See the rivers four that gladden, With their streams, the better Eden Planted by our Lord most dear; Christ the Fountain, these the waters; Drink, O Zion’s sons and daughters, Drink, and find salvation here. Here our souls, by Jesus sated, More and more shall be translated Earth’s temptations far above; Freed from sin’s abhorred dominion, Soaring on an angel pinion, They shall reach the Source of love. Then shall thanks and praise ascending For Thy mercies without ending Rise to Thee, O Savior blest, With Thy gracious aid defend us, Let Thy guiding light attend us, Bring us to Thy place of rest. O that we, thy truth confessing, And Thy holy Word possessing, Jesus, may Thy love adore; Unto Thee our voices raising, Thee with all Thy ransomed praising, Ever and forevermore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Isaiah 13:8

• [Isa 13:8] Who Is This So Weak And Helpless

  Who is this so weak and helpless, Child of lowly Hebrew maid, Rudely in a stable sheltered, coldly in a manger laid? ’Tis the Lord of all creation, who this wondrous path hath trod; He is God from everlasting, and to everlasting God. Who is this, a Man of sorrows, walking sadly life’s hard way, Homeless, weary, sighing, weeping, over sin and Satan’s sway? ’Tis our God, our glorious Savior, who above the starry sky Now for us a place prepareth, where no tear can dim the eye. Who is this? Behold Him shedding drops of blood upon the ground! Who is this, despised, rejected, mocked, insulted, beaten, bound? ’Tis our God, who gifts and graces on His church now poureth down; Who shall smite in righteous judgment all His foes beneath His throne. Who is this that hangeth dying while the rude world scoffs and scorns, Numbered with the malefactors, torn with nails, and crowned with thorns? ’Tis the God Who ever liveth, ’mid the shining ones on high, In the glorious golden city, reigning everlastingly.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Isaiah 41:13

• [Isa 41:13] Precious Lord, Take My Hand

  Precious Lord, take my hand, Lead me on, let me stand, I am tired, I am weak, I am worn; Through the storm, through the night, Lead me on to the light: Refrain Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home. When my way grows drear, Precious Lord, linger near, When my life is almost gone, Hear my cry, hear my call, Hold my hand lest I fall: Refrain When the darkness appears And the night draws near, And the day is past and gone, At the river I stand, Guide my feet, hold my hand: Refrain

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Isaiah 42:6

• [Isa 42:6] Thy Hand Upholdeth Me

  I know Thy hand upholdeth me, My Savior and my God; And step by step I’ll follow Thee Where’er Thy feet have trod. Refrain I know in whom I have believed, And, knowing, I am blest; Thou art the Anchor of my soul— In Thee my hope shall rest. I know Thy hand upholdeth me, When doubt and danger near Would tempt me from the narrow way, Or fill my heart with fear. Refrain I know Thy hand upholdeth me, And will in safety keep My trusting heart, though I may pass Through waters dark and deep. Refrain I know Thy hand upholdeth me, And will my soul defend; Sufficient is Thy grace, O Lord, To keep me to the end. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal