Luke 3:8

• [Luk 3:8] Glory To God, Whose Sovereign Grace

  Glory to God, whose sovereign grace Hath animated senseless stones; Called us to stand before His face, And raised us into Abraham’s sons! The people that in darkness lay, In sin and error’s deadly shade, Have seen a glorious gospel day, In Jesus’ lovely face displayed. Thou only, Lord, the work hast done, And bared Thine arm in all our sight; Hast made the reprobates Thine own, And claimed the outcasts as Thy right. Thy single arm, almighty Lord, To us the great salvation brought, Thy Word, Thy all-creating Word, That spake at first the world from naught. For this the saints lift up their voice, And ceaseless praise to Thee is giv’n; For this the hosts above rejoice, We raise the happiness of Heav’n. For this, no longer sons of night, To Thee our thankful hearts we give; To Thee, who called us into light, To Thee we die, to Thee we live. Suffice that for the season past Hell’s horrid language filled our tongues, We all Thy words behind us cast, And lewdly sang the drunkard’s songs. But, O the power of grace divine! In hymns we now our voices raise, Loudly in strange hosannas join, And blasphemies are turned to praise!

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Luke 3:22

• [Luk 3:22] Come, Gracious Spirit, Heav’nly Dove

  Come, gracious Spirit, heav’nly Dove, With light and comfort from above; Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide, O’er every thought and step preside, O’er every thought and step preside. The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose Thy way; Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne’er depart, That we from God may ne’er depart. Lead us to holiness, the road Which we must take to dwell with God; Lead us to Christ, the living way, Nor let us from His pastures stray, Nor let us from His pastures stray. Lead us to God, our final rest, To be with Him forever blest; Lead us to Heav’n, its bliss to share, Fullness of joy forever there, Fullness of joy forever there.

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• [Luk 3:22] Gracious Spirit, Dove Divine

  Gracious Spirit, Dove divine, Let Thy light within me shine; All my guilty fears remove, Fill me full of Heav’n and love. Speak Thy pardoning grace to me, Set the burdened sinner free; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in His precious blood. Life and peace to me impart, Seal salvation in my heart; Breathe Thyself into my breast, Earnest of immortal rest. Let me never from Thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me, Lord, forever Thine. Guard me round, on every side, Save me from self righteous pride; Me with Jesu’s mind inspire, Melt me with celestial fire. Thou my dross and tin consume, Let Thy inward kingdom come; All my prayer and praise suggest, Dwell and reign within my breast.

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Luke 12:37

• [Luk 12:37] How Are Thy Servants Blest, O Lord!

  How are Thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defense! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence. In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know Thou art not slow to her, Nor impotent to save. The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to Thy will, The sea, that roars at Thy command, At Thy command is still. From all our griefs and fears, O Lord, Thy mercy sets us free; While in the confidence of prayer Our hearts take hold on Thee. In midst of dangers, fears and death, Thy goodness we adore; We praise Thee for Thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more Our life, while Thou preservest life, A sacrifice shall be; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to Thee.

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• [Luk 12:37] Ye Servants Of The Lord

  Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of His heavenly Word, And watchful at His gate. Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame, Gird up your loins, as in His sight, For awful is His Name. Watch: ’tis your Lord’s command, And while we speak He’s near; Mark the first signal of His hand, And ready all appear. O happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall His Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. Christ shall the banquet spread With His own royal hand, And raise that faithful servant’s head Amid the angelic band.

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Luke 15:17

• [Luk 15:17] Afflictions, Though They Seem Severe

  Afflictions, though they seem severe; In mercy oft are sent; They stopped the prodigal’s career, And forced him to repent. Although he no relentings felt Till he had spent his store; His stubborn heart began to melt When famine pinched him sore. “What have I gained by sin, he said, But hunger, shame, and fear; My father’s house abounds with bread, While I am starving here. I’ll go, and tell him all I’ve done, And fall before his face Unworthy to be called his son, I’ll seek a servant’s place.” His father saw him coming back, He saw, and ran, and smiled; And threw his arms around the neck Of his rebellious child. “Father, I’ve sinned—but O forgive!” I’ve heard enough, he said, Rejoice my house, my son’s alive, For whom I mourned as dead. Now let the fatted calf be slain, And spread the news around; My son was dead, but lives again, Was lost, but now is found. ’Tis thus the Lord His love reveals, To call poor sinners home; More than a father’s love He feels, And welcomes all that come.

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Luke 18:13-14

• [Luk 18:13] Have Compassion, Lord, On Me!

  O my Savior, I am weary! Let my cry to Thee ascend While in humble supplication Now before Thy throne I bend! Refrain Weak and helpless, yet believing, Casting all my care on Thee, I am hoping, trusting, praying; Have compassion, Lord, on me! O my Savior, tho’ unworthy, I have nowhere else to go; Thou canst pardon my transgressions, Thou canst wash me white as snow! Refrain O my Savior, by Thy Spirit Thou hast called me o’er and o’er; Now repentant I am coming; Lord, my wand’ring soul restore! Refrain O my Savior, do not leave me Here to perish at Thy throne; In Thy tender, loving mercy Cleanse and make me all Thine own! Refrain

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• [Luk 18:13] Lord, I Deserve Thy Deepest Wrath

  Lord, I deserve thy deepest wrath, Ungrateful, faithless I have been; No terrors have my soul deterred, Nor goodness wooed me from my sin. No terrors have my soul deterred, Nor goodness wooed me from my sin. My heart is vile, my mind depraved, My flesh rebels against Thy will; I am polluted in Thy sight, Yet, Lord have mercy on me still! I am polluted in Thy sight, Yet, Lord have mercy on me still! Without defense to Thee I look, To Thee the only Savior fly; Without a hope, without a friend, In deep distress to Thee I cry, Without a hope, without a friend, In deep distress to Thee I cry. Speak peace to me, my sins forgive, Dwell Thou within my heart, O God, The guilt and pow’r of sin remove, And fit me for Thy blest abode, The guilt and pow’r of sin remove, And fit me for Thy blest abode.

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• [Luk 18:13] Lord, Like The Publican I Stand

  Lord, like the publican I stand, And lift my heart to Thee; Thy pardoning grace, O God, command, Be merciful to me. I smite upon my anxious breast, O’erwhelmed with agony; O save my soul by sin oppressed, Be merciful to me. My guilt, my shame, I all confess, I have no hope nor plea But Jesus’ blood and righteousness; Be merciful to me. Here at Thy cross I still would wait, Nor from its shelter flee, But Thou, O God, in mercy great, Art merciful to me.

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• [Luk 18:13] O Son Of God, In Glory Crowned

  O Son of God, in glory crowned, The Judge ordained of quick and dead! O Son of Man, so pitying found For all the tears Thy people shed! Be with us in this darkened place, This weary, restless, dangerous night; And teach, O teach us, by Thy grace, To struggle onward into light! And since, in God’s recording book, Our sins are written, every one, The crime, the wrath, the wandering look The good we knew, and left undone; Lord, ere the last dread trump be heard, And ere before Thy face we stand, Look Thou on each accusing word, And blot it with Thy bleeding hand. And by the love that brought Thee here, And by the cross, and by the grave, Give perfect love for conscious fear, And in the day of judgment save.

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• [Luk 18:13] Only A Sinner

  Naught have I gotten but what I received; Grace hath bestowed it since I have believed; Boasting excluded, pride I abase; I’m only a sinner, saved by grace! Refrain Only a sinner, saved by grace! Only a sinner, saved by grace! This is my story, to God be the glory— I’m only a sinner, saved by grace! Once I was foolish, and sin ruled my heart, Causing my footsteps from God to depart; Jesus hath found me, happy my case; I now am a sinner, saved by grace! Refrain Tears unavailing, no merit had I; Mercy had saved me, or else I must die; Sin had alarmed me fearing God’s face; But now I’m a sinner saved by grace! Refrain Suffer a sinner whose heart overflows, Loving his Savior to tell what he knows; Once more to tell it would I embrace— I’m only a sinner saved by grace! Refrain

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• [Luk 18:13] Savior, Prince Of Israel’s Race

  Savior, Prince of Israel’s race, See me from Thy lofty throne; Give the sweet relenting grace, Soften this obdurate stone! Stone to flesh, O God, convert; Cast a look, and break my heart! By Thy Spirit, Lord, reprove, All my inmost sins reveal, Sins against Thy light and love Let me see, and let me feel; Sins that crucified my God, Spilt again Thy precious blood. Jesu, seek Thy wandering sheep, Make me restless to return; Bid me look on Thee, and weep, Bitterly as Peter mourn, Till I say, by grace restored, “Now Thou know’st I love Thee, Lord!” Might I in Thy sight appear, As the publican distressed, Stand, not daring to draw near, Smite on my unworthy breast, Groan the sinner’s only plea, “God, be merciful to me!” O remember me for good, Passing through the mortal vale! Show me the atoning blood, When my strength and spirit fail; Give my gasping soul to see Jesus crucified for me!

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• [Luk 18:13] Sinful, Sighing To Be Blest

  Sinful, sighing to be blest, Bound, and longing to be free; Weary, waiting for my rest: God, be merciful to me. Holiness I’ve none to plead, Sinfulness is all I see, I can only bring my need: God, be merciful to me. Broken heart and downcast eyes, Dare not lift themselves to Thee; Yet Thou canst interpret sighs: God, be merciful to me. From this sinful heart of mine To Thy bosom I would flee; I am not mine own, but Thine: God, be merciful to me. There is One beside Thy throne, And my only hope and plea Are in Him and Him alone: God, be merciful to me. He my cause will undertake, My Interpreter will be; He’s my all, and for His sake, God, be merciful to me.

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Luke 22:27

• [Luk 22:27] Toil Of Brain, Or Heart, Or Hand, The

  The toil of brain, or heart, or hand, Is man’s appointed lot; He who God’s call can understand, Will work and murmur not. Toil is no thorny crown of pain, Bound round man’s brow for sin; True souls, from it, all strength may gain, High manliness may win. O God! Who workest hitherto, Working in all we see, Fain would we be, and bear, and do, As best it pleaseth Thee. Where’er Thou sendest we will go, Nor any question ask, And what Thou biddest we will do, Whatever be the task. Our skill of hand, and strength of limb, Are not our own, but Thine; We link them to the work of Him Who made all life divine! Our brother-friend, Thy holy Son, Shared all our lot and strife; And nobly will our work be done, If molded by His life.

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