John 1:39

• [Joh 1:39] Jesus! Dear Name, How Sweet It Sounds!

  Jesus! dear Name, how sweet it sounds! Replete with balm for all our wounds: His Word declares His grace is free, Come, needy sinner, “Come and see.” He left the shining courts on high, Came to our world to bleed and die; Jesus the Lord hung on a tree, Come, thoughtless sinner, “Come and see.” Your sins did pierce His bleeding heart, Till death had done its dreadful part; His boundless love extends to thee, Come, trembling sinner, “Come and see.” His blood can cleanse the foulest stain, Can make the vilest sinner clean; This fountain open stands for thee, Come, guilty sinner, “Come and see.”

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John 5:6

• [Joh 5:6] Soul Of Jesus, Make Me Whole

  Soul of Jesus, make me whole, Meek and contrite make my soul; Thou most stainless Soul divine, Cleanse this sordid soul of mine, Hallow this my contrite heart, Purify my every part; Soul of Jesus, hallow me, Miserere Domine. Save me, body of my Lord, Save a sinner, vile, abhorred; Sacred body, wan and worn, Bruised and mangled, scourged and torn, Piercèd hands and feet and side, Rent, insulted, crucified: Save me: to the cross I flee, Miserere Domine. Blood of Jesus, stream of life, Sacred stream with blessings rife, From the broken body shed On the cross, that altar dread; Giv’n to be our drink divine, Fill my heart and make it thine; Blood of Christ, my succor be, Miserere Domine. Holy water, stream that poured From Thy riven side, O Lord, Wash thou me without, within, Cleanse me from the taint of sin, Till my soul is clean and white, Bathed and purified and bright As a ransomed soul should be, Miserere Domine. Jesus, by the wondrous power Of Thine awful passion hour, By the unimagined woe Mortal man may never know; By the curse upon Thee laid, By the ransom Thou hast paid, By Thy passion comfort me, Miserere Domine. Jesus, by Thy bitter death, By Thy last expiring breath, Give me the eternal life, Purchased by that mortal strife; Thou didst suffer death that I Might not die eternally; By Thy dying quicken me, Miserere Domine. Miserere, let me be Never parted, Lord, from Thee; Guard me from my ruthless foe, Save me from eternal woe; When the hour of death is near, And my spirit faints for fear, Call me with Thy voice of love, Place me near to Thee above, With Thine angel host to raise An undying song of praise, Miserere Domine.

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• [Joh 5:6] Wilt Thou Be Made Whole?

  Hear the footsteps of Jesus, He is now passing by, Bearing balm for the wounded, Healing all who apply; As He spake to the suff’rer Who lay at the pool, He is saying this moment, “Wilt thou be made whole?” Refrain Wilt thou be made whole? Wilt thou be made whole? O come, weary suff’rer, O come, sin-sick soul; See the life-stream is flowing, See the cleansing waves roll, Step into the current and thou shalt be whole. ’Tis the voice of that Savior, Whose merciful call Freely offers salvation To one and to all; He is now beck’ning to Him Each sin-tainted soul, And lovingly asking, “Wilt thou be made whole?” Refrain Are you halting and struggling, Overpowr’d by your sin, While the waters are troubled Can you not enter in? Lo, the Savior stands waiting To strengthen your soul; He is earnestly pleading, “Wilt thou be made whole?” Refrain Blessčd Savior, assist us To rest on Thy Word; Let the soul healing power On us now be outpoured; Wash away every sin-spot, Take perfect control, Say to each trusting spirit, “Thy faith makes thee whole.” Refrain

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John 12:24

• [Joh 12:24] Morn’s Roseate Hues Have Decked The Sky

  Morn’s roseate hues have decked the sky; The Lord has risen with victory: Let earth be glad, and raise the cry, Alleluia! The Prince of Life with death has striv’n, To cleanse the earth His blood has giv’n; Has rent the veil, and opened Heav’n: Alleluia! And He, the wheat-corn, sown in earth, Has giv’n a glorious harvest-birth, Rejoice, and sing with holy mirth: Alleluia! And he, dear Lord, that with Thee dies, And fleshly passions crucifies, In body, like to Thine, shall rise: Alleluia! O grant us then, with Thee to die, To spurn earth’s fleeting vanity, And love the things above the sky: Alleluia! Oh, praise the Father, and the Son, Who has for us the triumph won, And holy Ghost—the Three in One: Alleluia!

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John 20:26

• [Joh 20:26] Amidst Us Our Beloved Stands

  Amidst us our Belovèd stands, And bids us view His piercèd hands; Points to the wounded feet and side, Blest emblems of the Crucified. What food luxurious loads the board, When at His table sits the Lord! The wine how rich, the bread how sweet, When Jesus deigns the guests to meet! If now, with eyes defiled and dim, We see the signs, but see not Him; O may His love the scales displace, And bid us see Him face to face! Our former transports we recount, When with Him in the holy mount, These cause our souls to thirst anew, His marred but lovely face to view. Thou glorious Bridegroom of our hearts, Thy present smile a heav’n imparts! Oh lift the veil, if veil there be, Let every saint Thy beauties see!

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