John 4:14

• [Joh 4:14] Blest Jesus, Source Of Grace Divine

  Blest Jesus, source of grace divine, What soul-refreshing streams are Thine, O bring these healing waters nigh, Or we must droop, and fall, and die. No traveler through desert lands, ’Midst scorching suns and burning sands, More needs the current to obtain, Or to enjoy refreshing rain. Our longing souls aloud would sing, Spring up, celestial fountain, spring; To an abundant river flow, And cheer this thirsty land below. May this blest river near my side Through all the desert gently glide; Then in Immanuel’s land above, Spread to a sea of joy and love.

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• [Joh 4:14] What, Never Thirst Again?

  There flows from Calvary a stream For every sinner’s pain, And he that drinketh, Jesus said, Shall never thirst again. Refrain What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again; What! never thirst again? No, never thirst again, For he that drinketh, Jesus said, Shall never, never thirst again. Earth’s fountains fair but mock our souls, Like desert phantoms lure, And they that drink, the fainter grow, The keener thirst endure. Refrain This stream from Calvary still flows, To bless and cleanse and heal, And he that drinketh, Jesus said, New life and rest shall feel. Refrain Oh, blessèd stream of pure delight! Oh, balm for every pain! To thee I haste, for Jesus said, I’ll never thirst again. Refrain

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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 5:14

• [Joh 5:14] Sinner Made Whole, A

  There’s a song in my heart that my lips cannot sing, ’Tis praise in the highest to Jesus my King; Its music each moment is thrilling my soul, For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole. Refrain A sinner made whole! A sinner made whole! The Savior has bought me and ransomed my soul! My heart now is singing; there’s joy in my soul, For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole. I shall stand one day faultless and pure by His throne, Transformed from my image, conformed to His own; Then I shall find words for the song of my soul, For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole. Refrain All the music of Heaven, so perfect and sweet, Will blend with my song just to make it complete, Thro’ ages unending the echoes will roll, For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole. Refrain

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