Jeremiah 31:3

• [Jer 31:3] Awake, My Soul, To Joyful Lays

  Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer’s praise; He justly claims a song from me - His lovingkindness, O how free! Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness, O how free! He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate - His lovingkindness, O how great! Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness, O how great! Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along - His lovingkindness, O how strong! Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness, O how strong! When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood - His lovingkindness, O how good! Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness, O how good! Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Jesus to depart; But though I have him oft forgot, His lovingkindness changes not. Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness changes not. Soon I shall pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers must fail; O! may my last expiring breath His lovingkindness sing in death. Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness sing in death. Then let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day; And sing with raptures and surprise, His lovingkindness in the skies. Lovingkindness, lovingkindness, His lovingkindness in the skies.

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• [Jer 31:3] Come, Ye Disconsolate

  Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel. Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure! Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, “Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.” Here see the Bread of Life, see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above. Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove. Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, Come, at the shrine of God fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts; here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope when all others die, fadeless and pure; Here speaks the Comforter, in God’s name saying, “Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.” Come, ask the infidel what boon he brings us, What charm for aching hearts he can reveal, Sweet is that heavenly promise Hope sings us— “Earth has no sorrow that God cannot heal.”

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• [Jer 31:3] Father, Whose Everlasting Love

  Father, whose everlasting love Thy only Son for sinners gave, Whose grace to all did freely move, And sent Him down the world to save; Help us Thy mercy to extol, Immense, unfathomed, unconfined; To praise the Lamb who died for all, The general Savior of mankind. Thy undistinguishing regard Was cast on Adam’s fallen race; For all Thou hast in Christ prepared Sufficient, sovereign, saving grace. The world He suffered to redeem; For all He hath the atonement made; For those that will not come to Him The ransom of His life was paid. Why then, Thou universal Love, Should any of Thy grace despair? To all, to all, Thy bowels move, But straitened in our own we are. Arise, O God, maintain Thy cause! The fullness of the Gentiles call; Lift up the standard of Thy cross, And all shall own Thou diedst for all.

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• [Jer 31:3] Hark, My Soul, It Is The Lord!

  Hark, my soul, it is the Lord! ’Tis thy Savior, hear His Word; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, “Say, poor, sinner, lovest thou Me?” “I delivered thee when bound, And, when bleeding, healed thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light. “Can a woman’s tender care Cease toward the child she bare? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. “Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. “Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done; Partner of My throne shalt be: Say, poor sinner, lovest thou Me?” Lord, it is my chief complaint That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love Thee, and adore: O for grace to love Thee more!

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• [Jer 31:3] Jesu, Thy Mercies Are Untold

  Jesu, Thy mercies are untold Through each returning day; Thy love exceeds a thousandfold Whatever we can say. That love which in Thy passion drained For us Thy precious blood; That love whereby the saints have gained The vision of their God. ’Tis Thou hast loved us from the womb, Pure Source of all our bliss, Our only hope of life to come, Our happiness in this. Lord, grant us, while on earth we stay, Thy love to feel and know; And, when from hence we pass away, To us Thy glory show.

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• [Jer 31:3] Thy Ceaseless, Unexhausted Love

  Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love, Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our misery. Thou waitest to be gracious still; Thou dost with sinners bear, That, saved, we may Thy goodness feel, And all Thy grace declare. Thy goodness and Thy truth to me To every soul, abound, A vast, unfathomable sea, Where all our thoughts are drowned. Its streams the whole creation reach, So plenteous is the store, Enough for all, enough for each, Enough for evermore. Faithful, O Lord, Thy mercies are! A rock that cannot move; A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. Throughout the universe it reigns, Unalterably sure; And while the truth of God remains, The goodness must endure.

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Jeremiah 31:10

• [Jer 31:10] Come, All Ye Sons Of God

  Come, all ye sons of God, who have received the priesthood, Go spread the Gospel wide, and gather in His people, The latter day work has begun, to gather scattered Israel in And bring them back to Zion to praise the Lamb. Come, all ye scattered sheep, and listen to your Shepherd, While you the blessing reap, which long have been predicted; By prophets long it’s been foretold He’ll gather you into His fold And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb. Repent and be baptized, and have your sins remitted, And get the Spirit’s zeal; O then you’ll be united; Go cast upon Him all your cares; He will regard your humble prayer And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb. And when your grief is o’er and ended your affliction, Your spirits then will soar to await the resurrection; And then His presence you’ll enjoy, in heavenly bliss your time employ, A thousand years in Zion to praise the Lamb.

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