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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Isaiah 6:2

• [Isa 6:2] Before His Eye

  Faces covered, wings resplendent, Seraphim before Him bow! Angels tremble, martyrs weep, and saints perfected praise Him now! Holy is the angels’ Maker, He who spread His stars in the skies. Holy is the Judge of Creation, all lies bare before His eyes! Woe is me, for I am ruined! For my eyes have seen the King! Robed in righteousness, and holy: Hear the Voice of Judgment ring! All unclean, my lips, my spirit, vile and foul in all I do! All corrupt, my heart within me, wretched, wicked through and through! Every hope I must abandon! Guilty, I await His stroke. Now must come His righteous sentence: Wait! A Bright Form parts the smoke! Bleeding feet stride through the temple! Christ approaches, weeping love! Wounded hands remove my filthiness, God’s caress in every move. Freely righteous! Full atonement! Justified, from sin set free! By the Word of God the Father, I’m declared as pure as HE! At the Cross, His wounds acquit me! Fatal wounds proclaim His praise! And the Empty Tomb sings His glories: Justice is assuaged by Grace!

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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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Isaiah 28:16

• [Isa 28:16] Christ Is Made The Sure Foundation

  Christ is made the sure Foundation, Christ the Head and Cornerstone; Chosen of the Lord, and precious, Binding all the Church in one, Holy Zion’s Help forever, And her Confidence alone. All that dedicated city, Dearly loved of God on high, In exultant jubilation, Pours perpetual melody, God the One in Three adoring In glad hymns eternally. To this temple, where we call Thee, Come, O Lord of Hosts, today; With Thy wonted lovingkindness Hear Thy servants as they pray. And Thy fullest benediction Shed within its walls alway. Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants What they ask of Thee to gain; What they gain from Thee forever With the blessèd to retain, And hereafter in Thy glory Evermore with Thee to reign. Laud and honor to the Father, Laud and honor to the Son, Laud and honor to the Spirit, Ever Three and ever One; Consubstantial, co-eternal, While unending ages run.

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• [Isa 28:16] Christ, Of All My Hopes The Ground

  Christ, of all my hopes the Ground; Christ, the Spring of all my joy; Still in Thee may I be found, Still for Thee my powers employ, Still for Thee my powers employ. Let Thy love my heart inflame; Keep Thy fear before my sight; Be Thy praise my highest aim; Be Thy smile my chief delight, Be Thy smile my chief delight. When affliction clouds my sky, And the wintry tempests blow, Let Thy mercy beaming eye Sweetly cheer the night of woe. Sweetly cheer the night of woe. When new triumphs of Thy Name Swell the raptured songs above, May I feel a kindred flame, Full of zeal, and full of love! Full of zeal, and full of love! Life’s best joy, to see Thy praise Fly on wings of Gospel light, Leading on millennial days, Scattering all the shades of night! Scattering all the shades of night! Fountain of overflowing grace, Freely from Thy fullness give; Till I close my earthly race, May I prove it “Christ to live!” May I prove it “Christ to live!” When, with wasting sickness worn, Sinking to the grave I lie, Or, by sudden anguish torn, Startled nature dreads to die, Startled nature dreads to die. Jesus, my redeeming Lord, Be Thou then in mercy near! Let Thy smile of love afford Full relief from all my fear, Full relief from all my fear. Firmly trusting in Thy blood, Nothing shall my heart confound; Safely I shall pass the flood, Safely reach Emmanuel’s ground, Safely reach Emmanuel’s ground. When I touch the blessèd shore, Back the closing waves shall roll; Death’s dark stream shall never more Part from Thee my ravished soul, Part from Thee my ravished soul. Thus, O thus, an entrance give To the land of cloudless sky; Having known it “Christ to live,” Let me know it “gain to die,” Let me know it “gain to die.”

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• [Isa 28:16] Great God, A Blessing From Your Throne

  Great God, a blessing from Your throne Grant us who lay this cornerstone, To build a church in which Your Word Is purely taught and gladly heard. The work is Yours and not our own; Oh, come, and make Your presence known; Our prayers accept, our off’ring bless, Our labors crown with due success. We are the people of Your choice, And while we in this grace rejoice, Our prayer is this, our constant care, That others too our bliss may share. Lord, here erect a blessèd home Where Christ will ever bid us come, From Him receiving grace for grace Till we behold You face to face.

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• [Isa 28:16] My Savior Is Precious To Me

  My heart was oppressed with the load of my sin, And it bent with the weight of its woe; At a touch of His hand all the burden fell off, Do you wonder my loving Him so? Refrain My Savior is precious to me, My Savior is precious to me, And the more He is known by His loved and His own, More precious He’s certain to be. Then He filled me with peace that the world knoweth not, That is with me wherever I go; ’Tis the very same calm that is filling His heart, Do you wonder my loving Him so? Refrain Then He shelters, and blesses, and watches o’er me, Be my pathway the high or the low; I am safe, for His arm is protecting His child, Do you wonder my loving Him so? Refrain Oh, will you not love Him who first lovèd you? Just respond, and His sweetness you’ll know; And never again will you want other love, Nor will wonder my loving Him so. Refrain

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• [Isa 28:16] O Lord Of Hosts, Whose Glory Fills

  O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills The bounds of the eternal hills, And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands, To dwell in temples made with hands; Grant that all we, who here today Rejoicing this foundation lay, May be in very deed Thine own. Built on the precious Cornerstone. Endue the creatures with Thy grace, That shall adorn Thy dwelling place; The beauty of the oak and pine, The gold and silver, make them Thine. To Thee they all belong; to Thee The treasures of the earth and sea; And when we bring them to Thy throne, We but present Thee with Thine own. Endue the hearts that guide with skill, Preserve the hands that work from ill, That we, who these foundations lay, May raise the topstone in its day. Both now and ever, Lord, protect The temple of Thine own elect; Be Thou in them, and they in Thee, O ever blessèd Trinity!

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• [Isa 28:16] On This Stone Now Laid With Prayer

  On this stone now laid with prayer, Let Thy church rise, strong and fair; Ever, Lord, Thy Name be known, Where we lay this cornerstone. Let Thy holy Child, who came Man from error to reclaim, And for sinners to atone, With Thee, bless this cornerstone. Let the Spirit from above, That once hovered like a dove O’er the Jordan, hither flown Hover o’er this cornerstone. In the sinner’s troubled breast, In the heart by care oppressed, Let the seeds of truth be sown, Where we’ve laid this cornerstone. Open wide, O God, Thy door, For the outcast and the poor, Who can call no house their own, Where we lay this cornerstone. By wise master builders squared, Here be living stones prepared For the temple near Thy throne, Jesus Christ its Cornerstone.

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Isaiah 30:15

• [Isa 30:15] O God Of Love, Grant Us Your Peace

  O God of love, grant us Your peace, Within each restless mind. May all our inner turmoil cease, God show us how to find Your quiet rest, Your still, small voice, Your light upon life’s way, To walk with you our humble choice, God give us grace to pray. O God of life, grant us Your peace, Both where we work and live. Our ties of fellowship increase, God, teach us how to give A helping hand, a listening ear, A message we may share, So day by day and year by year, God give us grace to care! O God of hope, grant us Your peace, Though all the earth choose war. May global tensions now decrease, God, lead us to adore The way of Christ, and like our Lord, Be merciful and just, Surrounded by Your Living Word, God give us grace to trust! O God of all, grant us Your peace, We share one human bond, And so when others seek release, God, help us to respond To heal the sick, to seek the lost, To set the captive free, To serve and never count the cost; May we live peacefully!

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• [Isa 30:15] I Bring My Sins To Thee

  I bring my sins to Thee, The sins I cannot count, That all may cleansèd be In Thy once opened Fount; I bring them, Savior, all to Thee; The burden is too great for me, The burden is too great for me. I bring my grief to Thee, The grief I cannot tell; No words shall needed be, Thou knowest all so well; I bring the sorrow laid on me, O suffering Savior, all to Thee, O suffering Savior, all to Thee. My joys to Thee I bring, The joys Thy love has given, That each may be a wing To lift me nearer Heaven; I bring them, Savior, all to Thee, Who hast procured them all for me, Who hast procured them all for me. My life I bring to Thee, I would not be my own; O Savior, let me be Thine ever, Thine alone; My heart, my life, my all I bring To Thee, my Savior and my King, To Thee, my Savior and my King.

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Isaiah 30:28-29

• [Isa 30:29] Song Of Heaven And Homeland, A

  Sometimes I hear strange music, Like none e’er heard before, Come floating softly earthward As thro’ Heav’n’s open door: It seems like angel voices, In strains of joy and love, That swell the mighty chorus Around the throne above. Refrain O sweet, celestial music, Heard from a land afar— The song of Heav’n and Homeland, Thro’ doors God leaves ajar! Now soft, and low, and restful, It floods my soul with peace, As if God’s benediction Bade all earth’s troubles cease. Then, grander than the voices Of wind, and wave, and sea— It fills the dome of Heaven With glorious harmony. Refrain This music haunts me ever, Like something heard in dreams— It seems to catch the cadence Of heav’nly winds and streams. My heart is filled with rapture, To think, some day to come, I’ll sing it with the angels— The song of Heav’n and home. Refrain

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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 42:1

• [Isa 42:1] Behold My Servant! See Him Rise

  Behold My Servant! see Him rise Exalted in My might! Him have I chosen, and in Him I place supreme delight. On Him, in rich effusion poured, My Spirit shall descend; My truths and judgments He shall show To earth’s remotest end. Gentle and still shall be His voice, No threats from Him proceed; The smoking flax He shall not quench, Nor break the bruisèd reed. The feeble spark to flames He’ll raise; The weak will not despise; Judgment He shall bring forth to truth, And make the fallen rise. The progress of His zeal and power Shall never know decline, Till foreign lands and distant isles Receive the law divine. He Who erected Heav’n’s bright arch, And bade the planets roll, Who peopled all the climes of earth, And formed the human soul, Thus saith the Lord, Thee have I raised, My Prophet Thee install; In right I’ve raised Thee, and in strength I’ll succor whom I call. I will establish with the lands A covenant in Thee, To give the Gentile nations light, And set the prisoners free: Asunder burst the gates of brass; The iron fetters fall; And gladsome light and liberty Are straight restored to all. I am the Lord, and by the name Of great Jehovah known; No idol shall usurp My praise, Nor mount into My throne. Lo! former scenes, predicted once Conspicuous rise to view; And future scenes, predicted now, Shall be accomplished too. Sing to the Lord in joyful strains! Let earth His praise resound, Ye Who upon the ocean dwell, And fill the isles around! O city of the Lord! begin The universal song; And let the scattered villages The cheerful notes prolong. Let Kedar’s wilderness afar Lift up its lonely voice; And let the tenants of the rock With accents rude rejoice; Till ‘midst the streams of distant lands The islands sound His praise; And all combined, with one accord, Jehovah’s glories raise.

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Isaiah 43:3

• [Isa 43:3] Through The Love Of God Our Savior

  Through the love of God our Savior, All will be well; Free and changeless is His favor; All, all is well. Precious is the blood that healed us; Perfect is the grace that sealed us; Strong the hand stretched out to shield us; All must be well. Though we pass through tribulation, All will be well; Ours is such a full salvation; All, all is well. Happy still in God confiding, Fruitful, if in Christ abiding, Holy through the Spirit’s guiding, All must be well. We expect a bright tomorrow; All will be well; Faith can sing through days of sorrow, All, all is well. On our Father’s love relying, Jesus every need supplying, Or in living, or in dying, All must be well.

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Isaiah 51:9

• [Isa 51:9] Arm Of The Lord, Awake!

  Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! Put on Thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. Say to the heathen from Thy throne, “I am Jehovah, God alone”; Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. No more let creature blood be spilt, Vain sacrifice for human guilt! But to each conscience be applied The blood that flowed from Jesus’ side. Let Zion’s time of favor come; O bring the tribes of Israel home; And let our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus’ fold. Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim In every clime of every name; Let adverse powers before Thee fall, And crown the Savior Lord of all.

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• [Isa 51:9] Arm Of The Lord, Awake, Awake!

  Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! Thine own immortal strength put on! With terror clothed, hell’s kingdom shake, And cast Thy foes with fury down! As in the ancient days appear! The sacred annals speak Thy fame: Be now omnipotently near, To endless ages still the same. Thy arm, Lord, is not shortened now, It wants not now the power to save; Still present with Thy people, Thou Bear’st them through life’s disparted wave. By death and hell pursued in vain, To Thee the ransomed seed shall come, Shouting their heavenly Zion gain, And pass through death triumphant home. The pain of life shall there be o’er, The anguish and distracting care, There sighing grief shall weep no more, And sin shall never enter there. Where pure, essential joy is found, The Lord’s redeemed their heads shall raise, With everlasting gladness crowned, And filled with love, and lost in praise.

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Isaiah 53:3

• [Isa 53:3] Ah, Holy Jesus

  Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended, That man to judge Thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by Thine own rejected, O most afflicted. Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon Thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone Thee. ’Twas I, Lord, Jesus, I it was denied Thee! I crucified Thee. Lo, the Good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; The slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered; For man’s atonement, while he nothing heedeth, God intercedeth. For me, kind Jesus, was Thy incarnation, Thy mortal sorrow, and Thy life’s oblation; Thy death of anguish and Thy bitter passion, For my salvation. Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay Thee, I do adore Thee, and will ever pray Thee, Think on Thy pity and Thy love unswerving, Not my deserving.

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• [Isa 53:3] Hail, Thou Once Despised Jesus

  Hail, Thou once despisèd Jesus! Hail, Thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, Thou universal Savior, who hast borne our sin and shame! By Thy merits we find favor; life is given through Thy Name. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, all our sins on Thee were laid; By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. Every sin may be forgiven through the virtue of Thy blood; Opened is the gate of Heaven, reconciled are we with God. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, there forever to abide; All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, seated at Thy Father’s side. There for sinners Thou art pleading; there Thou dost our place prepare; Thou for saints art interceding till in glory they appear. Worship, honor, power and blessing Christ is worthy to receive; Loudest praises, without ceasing, right it is for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits, bring your sweetest, noblest lays; Help to sing of Jesus’ merits, help to chant Emmanuel’s praise!

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• [Isa 53:3] Hallelujah! What A Savior

  Man of Sorrows! what a name For the Son of God, who came Ruined sinners to reclaim. Hallelujah! What a Savior! Bearing shame and scoffing rude, In my place condemned He stood; Sealed my pardon with His blood. Hallelujah! What a Savior! Guilty, vile, and helpless we; Spotless Lamb of God was He; “Full atonement!” can it be? Hallelujah! What a Savior! Lifted up was He to die; “It is finished!” was His cry; Now in Heav’n exalted high. Hallelujah! What a Savior! When He comes, our glorious King, All His ransomed home to bring, Then anew His song we’ll sing: Hallelujah! What a Savior!

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• [Isa 53:3] It Is Finished! Man Of Sorrows

  “It is finished!” Man of Sorrows! From Thy cross our frailty borrows Strength to bear and conquer thus. While extended there, we view Thee: Mighty Suff’rer, draw us to Thee, Sufferer victorious! Not in vain for us uplifted: Man of Sorrows, wonder gifted May that sacred emblem be. Lifted high amid the ages: Guide of heroes, saints, and sages, May it guide us still to Thee. Still to Thee, whose love unbounded Sorrow’s depth’s for us has sounded, Perfected by conflicts sore. Honored be Thy cross forever: Star, that points our high endeavor, Whither Thou hast gone before!

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• [Isa 53:3] Lord Is Come!, The

  The Lord is come! On Syrian soil, The child of poverty and toil; The Man of Sorrows, born to know Each varying shade of human woe: His joy, His glory, to fulfill, In earth and Heav’n, His Father’s will; On lonely mount, by festive board, On bitter cross, despised, adored. The Lord is come! In Him we trace The fullness of God’s truth and grace; Throughout those words and acts divine Gleams of th’eternal splendor shine; And from His inmost Spirit flow, As from a height of sunlit snow, The rivers of perennial life, To heal and sweeten nature’s strife. The Lord is come! In every heart Where truth and mercy claim apart; In every land where right is might, And deeds of darkness shun the light; In every church where faith and love Lift earthward thoughts to things above; In every holy, happy home, We bless Thee, Lord, that Thou hast come.

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• [Isa 53:3] My Crucified Savior

  My crucified Savior, despised and contemned, Thou innocent victim for sinners condemned, Thy garments are blood-stained, Thy spirit doth groan, In agony prostrate, Thou suff’rest alone. Thou weepest and moanest in conflict and prayer, And writhest in agony, pain and despair; In thirty years’ anguish our path Thou hast trod, And diest at last to redeem us to God. Our Savior thus finished God’s plan with our race, And laid the foundation for pardon and grace. And then rose triumphant, the conquering Lord, Appeased the Creator and mankind restored. Restored to the bliss that was lost in the fall, Yea, greater, for Jesus prepared for us all Eternal salvation and mansions above; Come, poor, burdened sinners, rejoice in His love. Yea, come, trembling sinner, come just as thou art, Thy cares and thy sorrows to Jesus impart; In Him seek salvation from death and the grave, For Jesus is willing and mighty to save.

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• [Isa 53:3] O Dearest Jesus

  O dearest Jesus, what law hast Thou broken That such sharp sentence should on Thee be spoken? Of what great crime hast Thou to make confession— What dark transgression? They crown Thy head with thorns, they smite, they scourge Thee; With cruel mockings to the cross they urge Thee; They give Thee gall to drink, they still decry Thee; They crucify Thee. Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish? It is my sins for which Thou, Lord, must languish; Yea, all the wrath, the woe, Thou dost inherit, This I do merit. What punishment so strange is suffered yonder! The Shepherd dies for sheep that loved to wander; The Master pays the debt His servants owe Him, Who would not know Him. The sinless Son of God must die in sadness; The sinful child of man may live in gladness; Man forfeited his life and is acquitted— God is committed. There was no spot in me by sin untainted; Sick with sin’s poison, all my heart had fainted; My heavy guilt to hell had well-nigh brought me, Such woe it wrought me. O wondrous love, whose depth no heart hath sounded, That brought Thee here, by foes and thieves surrounded! All worldly pleasures, heedless, I was trying While Thou wert dying. O mighty King, no time can dim Thy glory! How shall I spread abroad Thy wondrous story? How shall I find some worthy gifts to proffer? What dare I offer? For vainly doth our human wisdom ponder— Thy woes, Thy mercy, still transcend our wonder. Oh, how should I do aught that could delight Thee! Can I requite Thee? Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee; I will renounce whate’er doth vex or grieve Thee And quench with thoughts of Thee and prayers most lowly All fires unholy. But since my strength will nevermore suffice me To crucify desires that still entice me, To all good deeds, oh, let Thy Spirit win me And reign within me! I’ll think upon Thy mercy without ceasing, That earth’s vain joys to me no more be pleasing; To do Thy will shall be my sole endeavor Henceforth forever. Whate’er of earthly good this life may grant me, I’ll risk for Thee; no shame, no cross, shall daunt me; I shall not fear what man can do to harm me Nor death alarm me. But worthless is my sacrifice, I own it; Yet, Lord, for love’s sake Thou wilt not disown it; Thou wilt accept my gift in Thy great meekness Nor shame my weakness. And when, dear Lord, before Thy throne in Heaven To me the crown of joy at last is given, Where sweetest hymns Thy saints forever raise Thee, I, too, shall praise Thee.

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• [Isa 53:3] What Grace, O Lord, And Beauty Shone

  What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone Around Thy steps below! What patient love was seen in all Thy life and death of woe. For, ever on Thy burdened heart A weight of sorrow hung; Yet no ungentle, murmuring word Escaped Thy silent tongue. Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, Thy friends unfaithful prove; Unwearied in forgiveness still, Thy heart could only love. O give us hearts to love like Thee! Like Thee, O Lord, to grieve Far more for others’ sins than all The wrongs that we receive. One with Thyself, may every eye In us, Thy brethren, see The gentleness and grace that spring From union, Lord, with Thee.

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Isaiah 64:6

• [Isa 64:6] Not For Our Sins Alone

  Not for our sins alone Thy mercy, Lord, we sue; Let fall Thy pitying glance On our devotions, too, What we have done for Thee, And what we think to do. The holiest hours we spend In prayer upon our knees, The times when most we deem The songs of praise will please, Thou Searcher of all hearts, Forgiveness pour on these. And all the gifts we bring, And all the vows we make, And all the acts of love We plan for Thy dear sake, Into Thy pardoning thought, O God of mercy, take. And most, when we, Thy flock, Before Thine altar bend, And strange, bewildering thoughts With those sweet moments blend, By Him Whose death we plead, Good Lord, Thy help extend. Bow down Thine ear and hear! Open Thine eyes and see! Our very love is shame, And we must come to Thee To make it of Thy grace What Thou wouldst have it be.

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