Jeremiah 12:1

• [Jer 12:1] I Plead Thy Love

  I plead Thy love, my gracious Lord, Thy wondrous love to me; In sin’s dark bondage I was held, But Thou hast made me free. I plead the offering of Thy blood, Thy precious blood, for me; For cleansing I have naught to do But look to Calvary. I plead the merit of Thy life, Thy perfect life for me; In what Thou wast I can behold What I myself may be. I plead, dear Savior, Thine own Word, Thine own sure Word to me; And need no more, for Thou hast said, “I’m all in all to thee.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Jeremiah 20:9

• [Jer 20:9] God’s Word Is Like A Flaming Sword

  God’s Word is like a flaming sword, A wedge that cleaves the stone; Keen as a fire, so burns His Word, And pierces flesh and bone. Let it go forth o’er all the earth To cleanse our hearts within, To show God’s power in Satan’s hour And break the might of sin. God’s Word, a wondrous guiding star, On pilgrim hearts does rise, Leads those to God who dwell afar, And makes the simple wise. Let not its light e’er sink in night, But in each spirit shine, That none may miss Heaven’s final bliss, Led by God’s light divine.

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Jeremiah 25:29-30

• [Jer 25:30] Battle Hymn Of The Republic

  Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on. I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel; “As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel, Since God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet; Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free; [originally …let us die to make men free] While God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on. He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave, He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave; So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave, Our God is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Jeremiah 31:12

• [Jer 31:12] Garden Of My Heart, The

  There’s a sacred and hallowed retreat, Where my soul finds a fellowship sweet, Where the Lord of my life I may meet, In the garden of my heart. Refrain In the cool of the day He walks with me, In the rose bordered way He talks with me; In love’s holy union, And sacred communion, In the garden of my heart. There is naught can disturb or molest, There my spirit finds comfort and rest, And my soul is no longer distressed In the garden of my heart. Refrain Shut away from earth’s strife and its din, And protected from soul staining sin, For my Savior is dwelling within, In the garden of my heart. Refrain There the dove of sweet peace always sings, And my faith ever trustingly clings; And the chime of sweet happiness rings In the garden of my heart. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal