Luke 7:47

• [Luk 7:47] Hail! My Ever Blessèd Jesus

  Hail! my ever blessèd Jesus, Only Thee I wish to sing; To my soul Thy Name is precious, Thou my Prophet, Priest and King. O what mercy flows from Heaven! O what joy and happiness! Love I much? I’m much forgiven I’m a miracle of grace. Once with Adam’s race in ruin, Unconcerned in sin I lay; Swift destruction still pursuing, Till my Savior passed that way. Witness, all ye hosts of Heaven, My Redeemer’s tenderness; Love I much? I’m much forgiven, I’m a miracle of grace. Shout, ye bright angelic choir, Praise the Lamb enthroned above; Whilst astonished I admire God’s free grace and boundless love. That blest moment I received Him, Filled my soul with joy and peace; Love I much? I’m much forgiven, I’m a miracle of grace.

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Luke 11:9

• [Luk 11:9] O Father, Thou Who Hast Created All

  O Father, Thou Who hast created all In wisest love, we pray, Look on this babe, who at Thy gracious call Is entering on life’s way; Bend o’er him in Thy tenderness, Thine image on his soul impress; O Father, hear! O Son of God, who diedst for us, behold, We bring our child to Thee; Thou tender Shepherd, take him to Thy fold, Thine own for aye to be; Defend him through this earthly strife, And lead him on the path of life, O Son of God! O Holy Ghost, who broodest o’er the wave, Descend upon this child; Give him undying life, his spirit lave With waters undefiled; Grant him, while yet a babe, to be A child of God, a home for Thee, O Holy Ghost! O Triune God, what Thou command’st is done; We speak, but Thine the might; This child hath scarce yet seen our earthly sun, Yet pour on him Thy light, In faith and hope, in joy and love, Thou Sun of all below, above, O Triune God!

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• [Luk 11:9] Tell It To Jesus

  Are you weary, are you heavy hearted? Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus. Are you grieving over joys departed? Tell it to Jesus alone. Refrain Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus, He is a Friend that’s well known. You’ve no other such a friend or brother, Tell it to Jesus alone. Do the tears flow down your cheeks unbidden? Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus. Have you sins that to men’s eyes are hidden? Tell it to Jesus alone. Refrain Do you fear the gathering clouds of sorrow? Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus. Are you anxious what shall be tomorrow? Tell it to Jesus alone. Refrain Are you troubled at the thought of dying? Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus. For Christ’s coming kingdom are you sighing? Tell it to Jesus alone. Refrain

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Luke 12:27

• [Luk 12:27] Consider The Lilies

  Consider the lilies—how stately they grow! They toil not, they spin not, no seed do they sow; Yet they bloom all the summer, so shining and tall, The Father Who loves them takes thought for them all. Consider the ravens—who gives them their food? Who shelters their nest in the storm beaten wood? Who guides the young sparrow? who watches its fall? Their Father in Heaven takes heed for them all. Our Father in Heaven, Thy children on earth Than lilies or ravens Thou holdest more worth: O guide us and guard us, be near when we call, Uphold us, enfold us—we thank Thee for all!

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• [Luk 12:27] Long Ago The Lilies Faded

  Long ago the lilies faded Which to Jesus seemed so fair, But the love that bade them blossom Still is working everywhere. In the fields, and in the valleys, By the streams we love so well, There is greater glory blooming, Than the tongue of man can tell. Long ago in sacred silence Died the accents of His prayer; Still the souls that seek the Father Find His presence everywhere. Let us seek Him, still believing, He that worketh round us yet, Clothing lilies in the meadows, Will His children ne’er forget.

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• [Luk 12:27] We Thank Thee, O Our Father

  We thank Thee, O our Father, For all Thy loving care; We thank Thee that Thou madest The world so bright and fair. We thank Thee for the sunshine, And for the pleasant showers; And O, our God, we thank Thee, We thank Thee for the flowers. Out in the sunny meadows And in the woodlands cool, Upon the breezy hillside, And by each reedy pool, And in the quiet pasture, And by the broad highways, All pure, and fresh, and stainless, They spring up every day. And in the dusty city, Where busy crowds pass by, And where the tall dark houses Stand up and hide the sky; And where through lanes and alleys No pleasant breezes blow, Even there, O God, our Father, Thou mak’st the flowers grow. And whether in the city Or in the fields they dwell Always the same sweet message, The fair, sweet flowers tell. For they are all so wondrous, They show Thy power abroad; And they are all so beauteous, They tell Thy love, O God.

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Luke 13:24

• [Luk 13:24] Strive Aright When God Doth Call

  Strive aright when God doth call thee, When He draws thee by His grace, Cast off all that would enthrall thee, And deter thee from the race. Wrestle, till thy zeal is burning And thy love is glowing warm, All that earth can give thee spurning, Half love will not bide the storm. Perfect truth will love to follow Watchfully our Master’s ways; Seeks not comfort poor and hollow, Looks not for reward or praise. Soldiers of the cross, take courage! Watch and war ’mid fear and pain; Daily conquering sin and sorrow, Till our King o’er earth shall reign.

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Luke 14:17

• [Luk 14:17] The Blessed Feast

  Come, poor sinner, to the blessèd, blessèd feast, O hear the call—thy Savior’s call; Haste to meet Him, He will welcome thee His guest, O rejoice, there’s room for all. Refrain Whosoever will in that feast may share, In our Father’s house there is bread to spare; Come to Jesus, He is waiting, waiting now, Come, O come, there’s room for all. Art thou weary? Wouldst thou lay thy weight aside? Then rest thee here, the cross is near; See where Jesus thy Redeemer bled and died, Come and taste His mercy here. Refrain Hark, He bids thee to the crimson fountain go, It flows so free, so pure for thee; He will wash thee and will make thee white as snow, Thou His happy child shalt be. Refrain Come to Jesus, and thy burden He will bear, The feast is spread, lift up thy head; Come, and rest thee in the Savior’s gentle care, By His love thou shalt be fed. Refrain

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Luke 15:10

• [Luk 15:10] Good News

  Good news! good news of a soul redeemed, A penitent forgiven! Good news! good news that another friend Is on the way to Heaven! Refrain Rejoice! rejoice! there’s joy today In the land beyond the river; Another gem for His diadem, A star to shine forever. Good news! good news that another heart Has learned redemption’s story; Good news! good news that another voice Will sing His praise in glory. Refrain Good news! good news that another life Will show the power of Jesus, Will prove the might of the saving grace Which daily, hourly frees us. Refrain Good news! good news that another hand Will precious seed be sowing, Another guide to lead straying feet Where living streams are flowing. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:10] Ring The Bells Of Heaven

  Ring the bells of Heaven! There is joy today, For a soul, returning from the wild! See, the Father meets him out upon the way, Welcoming His weary, wandering child. Refrain Glory! Glory! How the angels sing: Glory! Glory! How the loud harps ring! ’Tis the ransomed army, like a mighty sea, Pealing forth the anthem of the free. Ring the bells of Heaven! There is joy today, For the wanderer now is reconciled; Yes, a soul is rescued from his sinful way, And is born anew a ransomed child. Refrain Ring the bells of Heaven! Spread the feast today! Angels, swell the glad triumphant strain! Tell the joyful tidings, bear it far away! For a precious soul is born again. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:10] There Is Sound Of Rejoicing

  There is sound of rejoicing around the great throne, A whisper of myriad wings; For the foe that accuseth us lies cast down, And the choir of angels sings— Refrain Salvation, and honor, and majesty be, Lord of all power and might unto Thee. And the soul may approach to her God without dread, In moment of praise of prayer; “Fear ye not,” the bright angels of God have said, “Glad tidings of joy we bear.” Refrain But the hour draweth nigh when the angel shall stand With foot on the silent shore; By the Lord he shall swear, as he lifts his hand, And that Time shall be no more. Refrain And the thunders shall roll, and the dead, great and small, At the throne of the Judge shall stand; And the song shall re sound thro’ the heav’nly hall, Of the saints at God’s right hand. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:10] There Is Joy

  When a sinner comes, as a sinner may, There is joy, there is joy; When he turns to God in the Gospel way, There is joy, there is joy. Refrain There is joy among the angels, And their harps with music ring, When a sinner comes repenting, Bending low before the King. When a soul is born in the kingdom bright, There is joy, there is joy; When it walks by faith in the Gospel light, There is joy, there is joy. Refrain When a pilgrim comes to the river wide, There is joy, there is joy; When he dwells secure on the other side, There is joy, there is joy. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:10] There Was Joy In Heaven

  There was joy in Heaven, There was joy in Heaven, When this goodly world to frame The Lord of might and mercy came; Shouts of joy were heard on high, And the stars sang from the sky, Glory to God in Heav’n. There was joy in Heaven, There was joy in Heaven, When the billows heaving dark, Sank around the stranded ark, And the rainbow’s watery span Spake of mercy, hope to man, And peace with God in Heav’n. There was joy in Heaven, There was joy in Heaven, When of love the midnight beam Dawned on the towers of Bethlehem, And along the echoing hill Angels sang, “On earth good will, And glory in the Heav’n!” There was joy in Heaven, There was joy in Heaven, When the soul that went astray Turns to Christ, the living Way, And, by grace of Heav’n subdued, Breathes a prayer of gratitude, Oh, there is joy in Heav’n.

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• [Luk 15:10] Why Do The Holy Angels Sing?

  Why do the holy angels sing? Why do the heav’nly arches ring With anthems sweet from seraphs bright, With glittering crowns and robes of white? Refrain They sing of the Lamb that was slain, The Savior that lives again, The Root and the Offspring of David, The bright and Morning Star! Glory to Thee, our God, they cry, Maker of earth, and sea, and sky, To Thee our highest strains belong, Thou great Inspirer of our song. Refrain Beautiful world where all is bright, Rivers of gold and fields of light, In murmured tones of joy prolong The echo of the angels’ song. Refrain Well may the holy angels sing, Well may the heav’nly arches ring, With anthems sweet from choirs above, They sing of God, and God is love. Refrain

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