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 16:13

• [Joh 16:13] We Now Implore God The Holy Ghost

  We now implore God the Holy Ghost For the true faith, which we need the most, That in our last moments He may befriend us And, as homeward we journey, attend us. Lord, have mercy! Shine in our hearts, O most precious Light, That we Jesus Christ may know aright, Clinging to our Savior, whose blood hath bought us, Who again to our homeland hath brought us. Lord, have mercy! Thou sacred Love, grace on us bestow, Set our hearts with heav’nly fire aglow That with hearts united we love each other, Of one mind, in peace with every brother. Lord, have mercy! Thou highest Comfort in every need, Grant that neither shame nor death we heed, That e’en then our courage may never fail us When the foe shall accuse and assail us. Lord, have mercy!

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John 20:27

• [Joh 20:27] How Oft, O Lord, Thy Face Hath Shone

  How oft, O Lord, Thy face hath shone On doubting souls whose wills were true! Thou Christ of Cephas and of John, Thou art the Christ of Thomas, too. He loved Thee well, and calmly said “Come, let us go, and die with Him”; Yet when Thine Easter news was spread, ’Mid all its light his eyes were dim. His brethren’s word he would not take But craved to touch those hands of Thine: The bruisèd reed Thou didst not break; He saw, and hailed his Lord divine. He saw Thee ris’n; at once he rose To full belief’s unclouded height; And still through his confession flows To Christian souls Thy life and light. O Savior, make Thy presence known To all who doubt Thy Word and Thee; And teach them in that Word alone To find the truth that sets them free. And we who know how true Thou art, And Thee as God and Lord adore, Give us, we pray, a loyal heart, To trust and love Thee more and more.

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• [Joh 20:27] O Thou, Who Didst With Love Untold

  O Thou, who didst with love untold Thy doubting servant chide, Bidding the eye of sense behold Thy wounded hands and side. Grant us, like him, with heartfelt awe To own Thee God and Lord, And from this hour of darkness draw Faith in the incarnate Word. And while that wondrous record now Of unbelief we hear, O let us only lowlier bow In self-distrusting fear. And grant that we may never dare Thy loving heart to grieve, But, at the last, their blessing share Who see not, yet believe.

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  source: Cyberhymnal