Isaiah 40:6

• [Isa 40:6] Here, Lord, We Offer Thee

  Here, Lord, we offer Thee all that is fairest, Bloom from the garden, and flowers from the field; Gifts for the stricken ones, knowing Thou carest More for the love than the wealth that we yield. Send, Lord, by these to the sick and the dying, Speak to their hearts with a message of peace; Comfort the sad, who in weakness are lying, Grant the departing a gentle release. Raise, Lord, to health those again who have sickened, Fair be their lives as the roses in bloom; Give of Thy grace to the souls Thou hast quickened, Gladness for sorrow, and brightness for gloom. We, Lord, like flowers, must bloom and must wither; We, like these blooms, must fade and must die; Gather us, Lord, to Thy bosom forever, Grant us a place in Thy house in the sky.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Isa 40:6] Voice Says Cry!, The

  The voice says, “Cry!” What shall we cry? “All flesh is grass, and like the flower Its glories droop, its pleasures die, Its joys but last one fleeting hour.” The voice says, “Cry!” O piteous cry! And are there none to help and save? Have all that live beneath the sky No other prospect but a grave? The voice says, “Cry!” Yet glorious cry! The Word of God can never fall, And tells how Jesus, throned on high, Holds out eternal life to all. The voice says, “Cry!” Who needs the cry? O brother men! who needs it not? By countless millions, far and nigh, ’Tis still unheard, despised, forgot. The voice says, “Cry!” What stops the cry? Our greed of wealth, our love of ease, Our lack of earnest will to try Mankind to save, and God to please. The voice says, “Cry!” O let us cry! Though standing on death’s awful brink, Men feast, they jest, they sell, they buy, And cannot see, and will not think. The voice says, “Cry!” Lord, we would cry But of Thy goodness teach us how; For fast the hours of mercy fly, And, if we cry, it must be now!

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Isaiah 40:8

• [Isa 40:8] Bible Stands, The

  The Bible stands like a rock undaunted ’Mid the raging storms of time; Its pages burn with the truth eternal, And they glow with a light sublime. Refrain The Bible stands though the hills may tumble, It will firmly stand when the earth shall crumble; I will plant my feet on its firm foundation, For the Bible stands. The Bible stands like a mountain towering Far above the works of men; Its truth by none ever was refuted, And destroy it they never can. Refrain The Bible stands and it will forever, When the world has passed away; By inspiration it has been given, All its precepts I will obey. Refrain The Bible stands every test we give it, For its Author is divine; By grace alone I expect to live it, And to prove and to make it mine. Refrain

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• [Isa 40:8] Old Book Stands, The

  From the Word of God light is shining brightly out O’er life’s ocean, tempest driv’n, Guiding past the rocks and the hidden shoals of doubt To the blissful port of Heav’n. Refrain The old Book stands! O yes, it stands! Firm as a rock ’mid shifting sands! Billows may run high, tempests sweep the sky; Firmly the old Book stands! All its promises are more precious, far, than gold, Or than pearls from deepest sea; “Whosoever will” is the truth it doth unfold, Precious truth for you and me. Refrain In this precious Book is the dear old story told, Of the Savior and His love; And with joy we read of the streets of purest gold, The Jerusalem above. Refrain Precious Book of life, let us treasure each command, Heeding every precept giv’n, Till the strife is o’er and victorious we stand With the blood washed throng in Heav’n. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal