Luke 9:23

• [Luk 9:23] Believe Not Those Who Say

  Believe not those who say The upward path is smooth, Lest thou should stumble in the way, And faint before the truth. It is the only road Unto the realms of joy; But he who seeks that blest abode Must all his powers employ. To labor and to love, To pardon and endure, To lift thy heart to God above, And keep thy conscience pure. Be this thy constant aim, Thy hope, thy chief delight, What matter who should whisper blame Or who should scorn or slight. What matters—if God approve, And if within thy breast, Thou feel the comfort of His love, The earnest of His rest?

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• [Luk 9:23] Master, We Thy Footsteps Follow

  Master, we Thy footsteps follow, We Thy Word obey, Hear us, Thy dear Name confessing, While we pray. Now into Thy death baptizèd, We ourselves would be Dead to all the sin that made Thy Calvary. Rising with Thee, make us like Thee, In Thy love and care, In Thy zeal, and in Thy labor, And Thy prayer. Let the love that knows no failing Cast out all our fears, Let Thy pure and faithful Spirit Fill our years. Till we hear the trumpets sounding On the other side, And forever, in Thy Heaven We abide.

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• [Luk 9:23] No Cross For Me?

  No cross for me, O blessèd Lord and Savior? No cross for me, when Thou Thine own didst bear, At midnight hour within the garden kneeling, While pitying stars beheld Thy anguish there. Refrain There is a cross, and gladly I accept it; There is a warfare with a host of sin; But Thou has op’d the gate of life eternal, And Thou wilt let Thine own dear children in. No cross for me, when Thou the King of glory, The Well-Beloved, the Father’s only Son, Didst with Thy blood atone for all transgressions? For Thou hast tasted death for ev’ry one. Refrain No cross for me? shall I on Pisgah’s mountain Content abide, from care and trial free? Ah, no, but thro’ the wilderness of sorrow, Tho’ pierced with thorns, my feet shall follow Thee! Refrain “Take up the cross if thou art My disciple!” Deep in my soul I hear Thy words of love: “Take up the cross, and when the war is over, Home, rest, and crown, with endless joy above!” Refrain

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Luke 13:29

• [Luk 13:29] Little Travelers Zionward

  Little travelers Zionward Each one entering into rest, In the kingdom of your Lord, In the mansions of the blest: There, to welcome, Jesus waits, Gives the crown His followers win; Lift your heads, ye golden gates, Let the little travelers in! Who are they whose little feet, Pacing life’s dark journey through, Now have reached the heavenly seat They had ever kept in view? “I from Greenland’s frozen land,” “I from India’s sultry plain,” “I from Africa’s barren sand,” “I from islands of the main.” “All our earthly journey past, Every tear and pain gone by, Here together met at last, At the portal of the sky.” Each the welcome “Come!” awaits, Conquerors over death and sin; Lift your heads, ye golden gates, Let the little travellers in.

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Luke 21:7

• [Luk 21:7] Coming For Me

  Jesus the King is coming Lo, in the eastern sky, Signs of approaching glory; Surely redemption draweth nigh. Refrain Coming, coming, Coming again for me; Soon I shall see my Savior, Like Him I then shall be. Jesus is quickly coming; ’Twill not be very long Ere we shall hail our Bridegroom With all the bright, angelic throng. Refrain Then all who sleep in Jesus, Waking shall upward rise; “We who remain,” together With them caught up to Paradise. Refrain O what a glorious prospect! O what a hope divine! Thru the eternal ages Jesus will be forever mine. Refrain Heir to the life immortal, Joint ruler on His throne, Partaker of His glory, Jesus will be my very own. Refrain Glory to God the Father, Glory to Christ the Son, And to the Holy Spirit For our redemption freely won. Refrain

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• [Luk 21:7] Son Of Man, To Thee I Cry

  Son of Man, to Thee I cry; By the wondrous mystery Of Thy dwelling here on earth, By Thy pure and holy birth, Lord, Thy presence let me see, Manifest Thyself to me. Son of Man, to Thee I cry; By Thy bitter agony, By Thy pangs, to us unknown, By Thy Spirit’s parting groan, Lord, Thy presence let me see, Manifest Thyself to me. Prince of Life, to Thee I cry; By Thy glorious majesty, By Thy triumph o’er the grave, Meek to suffer, strong to save, Lord, Thy presence let me see, Manifest Thyself to me. Lord of Glory, God Most High, Man exalted to the sky, With Thy love my bosom fill, Prompt me now to to Thy will; Then Thy presence let me see, Manifest Thyself to me.

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• [Luk 21:7] Through The Ages Saints Have Wondered

  Through the ages saints have wondered When the promised day will be, When in power and brightest glory Our returning Lord we’ll see; Searching the Scripture for signs of the times: Plague, earthquake, famine, false Christs and shrines; War and commotion, and signs in the sky; So lift up your heads, redemption then is nigh! But the scoffers mock the promise, Walking in their lust and pride, Saying, “Where, then, is your savior? Nothing changes—he has lied.” Prophecy fails not! He knew they would speak Against His Word, deceiving the weak. Yes, we know Jesus is faithful and true, Preparing our mansion, making all things new. At the time appointed, angels Will the silver trumpet peal; In the heavens shall the nations See the Son of Man revealed. Tombs, graves and oceans, relinquish their hold— Saints from the four winds, now crowned with gold; Those making merry, now shaking with dread, For He has returned to judge the quick and dead. But we know not of the hour, When His promise He will keep; Therefore must we keep awatching, Lest our Lord find us asleep. For all will see Him, with scales and a sword, Dispensing justice, sure as His Word; Prepare to meet Him, with lamp in your hand, The Bridegroom is coming—rise and greet the Lamb!

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  source: Cyberhymnal