John 1:43

• [Joh 1:43] Behold, The Master Passeth By

  Behold, the Master passeth by! O seest thou not His pleading eye? With low sad voice He calleth thee, “Leave this vain world, and follow Me.” O soul, bowed down with harrowing care, Hast thou no thought for Heaven to spare? From earthly toils lift up thine eye; Behold, the Master passeth by! One heard Him calling long ago, And straightway left all things below Counting his earthly gain as loss For Jesus and His blessèd cross. That “Follow Me” his faithful ear Seemed every day afresh to hear; Its echoes stirred his spirit still, And fired his hope, and nerved his will. God gently calls us every day: Why should we then our bliss delay? Thou, Lord, e’en now art calling me; I will leave all, and follow Thee.

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• [Joh 1:43] I Love To Walk With Jesus

  O I love to walk with Jesus Like the publicans of old, When He gathered them about Him And the blessèd tidings told; How He came to bring deliverance To the captives in distress, Take away our ev’ry burden, Giving perfect peace and rest. Refrain I will follow where He leadeth; I will pasture where He feedeth. I will follow all the way, Lord. I will follow Jesus ev’ry day. O I love to walk with Jesus Like the man of long ago Who had tarried by the wayside Near the gates of Jericho, Jesus heard his cry for mercy, Gave him back his sight that day, And immediately he followed Jesus all along the way. Refrain O I love to walk with Jesus All the way to Calv’ry’s brow, Gaze upon that scene of suffering While my tears of sorrow flow. There He tells me how He loves me— Takes my ev’ry sin away; So I follow Him so gladly, Lead me anywhere He may. Refrain O sometime I’ll walk with Jesus In that land of endless day, When our journey here is over And we’ve reached our home to stay. Then I’ll walk with him forever, Sing His praises o’er and o’er, And with all the saints in glory Love, and worship, and adore. Refrain

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• [Joh 1:43] Light Of God Is Falling, The

  The light of God is falling, Upon life’s common way; The Master’s voice is calling, “Come, walk with Me today”; No duty can seem lowly To him who lives with Thee, And all of life grows holy, O Christ of Galilee! Who shares his life’s pure pleasures, And walks the honest road, Who trades with heaping measures, And lifts his brother’s load, Who turns the wrong down bluntly, And lends the right a hand, He dwells in God’s own country, He tills the Holy Land. Where human lives are thronging In toil and pain and sin, While cloistered hearts are longing To bring the kingdom in, O Christ, the elder Brother Of proud and beaten men, When they have found each other, The kingdom will come then! Thy ransomed host in glory, All souls that sin and pray, Turn toward the cross that bore Thee; “Behold the Man!” they say; And while Thy church is pleading For all who would do good, We hear Thy true voice leading Our song of brotherhood.

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John 8:58

• [Joh 8:58] Ere The Blue Heav’ns Were Stretched Abroad

  Ere the blue heav’ns were stretched abroad, From everlasting was the Word: With God He was; the Word was God, And must divinely be adored. By His own power were all things made; By Him supported all things stand; He is the whole creation’s Head, And angels fly at His command. Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, He led the host of morning stars: Thy generation who can tell, Or count the numbers of Thy years? But lo! He leaves those heav’nly forms, The Word descends and dwells in clay, That He may hold converse with worms, Dressed in such feeble flesh as they. Mortals with joy beheld His face, Th’ eternal Father’s only Son; How full of truth! how full of grace! When through His eyes the Godhead shone. Archangels leave their high abode To learn new mysteries here, and tell The loves of our descending God, The glories of Immanuel.

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• [Joh 8:58] Life Of Ages, Richly Poured

  Life of ages, richly poured, Love of God, unspent and free, Flowing in the prophet’s word, And the people’s liberty. Never was to chosen race That unstinted tide confined Thine is every time and place, Fountain sweet of heart and mind. Breathing in the thinker’s creed, Pulsing in the hero’s blood, Nerving noblest thought and deed, Fresh’ning time with truth and good. Consecrating art and song, Holy book and pilgrim way, Quelling strife and tyrant wrong, Widening freedom’s sacred sway.

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• [Joh 8:58] O Thou, The Eternal Son Of God

  O Thou, the eternal Son of God, The Lamb, for sinners slain, We worship, while Thy head is bowed In agony and pain. None tread with Thee the holy place; Thou sufferest alone; Thine is the perfect sacrifice Which only can atone. Thou great High Priest, Thy glory robes Today are set aside; And human sorrows, Son of Man, Thy Godhead seem to hide. The cross is sharp, but in Thy woe This is the lightest part; Our sin it is which pierces Thee, And breaks Thy sacred heart. Who love Thee most, at Thy dear cross, Will truest, Lord, abide; Make Thou that cross our only hope, O Jesus crucified.

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John 11:11

• [Joh 11:11] If Death My Friend And Me Divide

  If death my friend and me divide, Thou dost not, Lord, my sorrow chide, Or frown my tears to see; Restrained from passionate excess, Thou bidst me mourn in calm distress For them that rest in Thee. I feel a strong immortal hope, Which bears my mournful spirit up Beneath its mountain load; Redeemed from death, and grief, and pain, I soon shall find my friend again Within the arms of God. Pass a few fleeting moments more And death the blessing shall restore Which death has snatched away; For me Thou wilt the summons send, And give me back my parted friend In that eternal day.

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  source: Cyberhymnal