Luke 2:27

• [Luk 2:27] In His Temple Now Behold Him

  In His temple now behold Him, See the long expected Lord; Ancient prophets had foretold Him— God has now fulfilled His word. Now to praise Him, His redeemèd Shall break forth with one accord. In the arms of her who bore Him, Virgin pure, behold Him lie, While his agèd saints adore Him Ere in faith and hope they die. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Lo, th’incarnate God most high. Jesus, by Thy presentation, Thou, who didst for us endure, Make us see our great salvation, Seal us with Thy promise sure. And present us in Thy glory To Thy Father, cleansed and pure. Prince and Author of salvation, Be Thy boundless love our theme! Jesus, praise to Thee be given By the world Thou didst redeem. With the Father and the Spirit, Lord of majesty supreme!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Luke 6:38

• [Luk 6:38] Awake, Awake To Love And Work

  Awake, awake to love and work! The lark is in the sky; The fields are wet with diamond dew; The worlds awake to cry Their blessings on the Lord of life, As He goes meekly by. Come, let thy voice be one with theirs, Shout with their shout of praise; See how the giant sun soars up, Great lord of years and days! So let the love of Jesus come And set thy soul ablaze. To give and give, and give again, What God hath given thee; To spend thyself nor count the cost; To serve right gloriously The God Who gave all worlds that are, And all that are to be.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 6:38] God Opens Wide His Hand

  God opens wide His hand, In this our native land, Year after year. From His abundant store He giveth evermore, “Pressed down and running o’er,” Our hearts to cheer. What though the earth may quake, And hills, and mountains shake, He lives and reigns. The oceans ebb and flow, The seasons come and go, His Word no change can know, His truth remains. That spring-time “shall not cease,” And summer yield increase, Whilst autumn brings From fields the golden grain, From orchards fruits again, Our frail lives to sustain, God’s choicest things. To Him who governs all, And notes a “sparrow’s fall,” All nations’ King, We will from shore to shore, Our loving Lord adore, Till “time shall be no more,” His praises sing.

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Luke 12:5

• [Luk 12:5] Terrible God, That Reign’st On High

  Terrible God, that reign’st on high, How awful is Thy thund’ring hand! Thy fiery bolts, how fierce they fly! Nor can all earth or hell withstand. This the old rebel angels knew, And Satan fell beneath Thy frown; Thine arrows struck the traitor through, And weighty vengeance sunk him down. This Sodom felt, and feels it still, And roars beneath th’eternal load: “With endless burnings who can dwell? Or bear the fury of a God?” Tremble ye sinners, and submit, Throw down your arms before His throne; Bend your heads low beneath His feet, Or His strong hand shall crush you down. And ye, bless’d saints, that love Him too, With rev’rence bow before His Name; Thus all His heav’nly servants do: God is a bright and burning flame.

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  source: Cyberhymnal