Mark 3:14

• [Mar 3:14] Let All On Earth Their Voices Raise

  Let all on earth their voices raise, Re-echoing Heav’n’s triumphant praise To Him, who gave th’apostles grace To run on earth their glorious race. Thou, at Whose word they bore the light Of Gospel truth o’er heathen night, To us that heav’nly light impart, To glad our eyes and cheer our heart. Thou, at Whose will to them was giv’n To bind and loose in earth and Heav’n, Our chains unbind, our sins undo, And in our hearts Thy grace renew. Thou, in Whose might they spake the word Which cured disease and health restored, To us its healing power prolong, Support the weak, confirm the strong. And when the thrones are set on high And judgment’s awful hour draws nigh, Then, Lord, with them pronounce us blest, And take us to Thine endless rest.

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Mark 5:2

• [Mar 5:2] Sin, Like A Venomous Disease

  Sin, like a venomous disease, Infects our vital blood; The only balm is sovereign grace, And the physician, God. Our beauty and our strength are fled, And we draw near to death; But Christ the Lord recalls the dead With His almighty breath. Madness by nature reigns within, The passions burn and rage, Till God’s own Son, with skill divine, The inward fire assuage. We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, And solid good despise; Such is the folly of the mind, Till Jesus makes us wise. We give our souls the wounds they feel, We drink the poisonous gall, And rush with fury down to hell; But Heav’n prevents the fall. The man possessed among the tombs Cuts his own flesh, and cries; He foams and raves, till Jesus comes, And the foul spirit flies.

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Mark 6:50

• [Mar 6:50] How Wonderful It Is To Walk With God

  How wonderful it is to walk with God Along the road that holy men have trod; How wonderful it is to hear Him say: Fear not, have faith, ’tis I who lead the way! How wonderful it is to talk with God When cares sweep o’er my spirit like a flood; How wonderful it is to hear His voice, For when He speaks the desert lands rejoice! How wonderful it is to praise my God, Who comforts and protects me with His rod; How wonderful to praise him every hour, My heart attuned to sing His wondrous power! How wonderful it is to fight for God, And point poor sinners to the precious blood; How wonderful it is to wield His sword ’Gainst sin, the enemy of Christ, my Lord! How wonderful ’twill be to live with God When I have crossed death’s deep and swelling flood; How wonderful to see Him face to face When I have fought the fight and won the race!

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• [Mar 6:50] It Is I

  The storm in all its fury Swept dark Gennesaret; They cried in vain for succor, Till Hope’s lone star had set; Then Christ came on the waters In answer to their cry, And spake in tones of comfort, “Fear not, for it is I. Fear not, for it is I.” And life has days of darkness, When thick the storm-clouds lower. When waves dash fiercely round thee, And threaten to devour; But still thou need’st not falter, There’s One forever nigh, Who speaks above the tempest, “Fear not, for it is I. Fear not, for it is I.” He walks the waves beside thee, No storm can drive Him thence; He bids the waters bear thee, His arm is thy defense; His face shines on the billows, Let all thy terror fly; Fear not to trust in Jesus, He beckons, “It is I,” He beckons, “It is I.”

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• [Mar 6:50] When The Dark Waves Round Us Roll

  When the dark waves round us roll, And we look in vain for aid, Speak, Lord, to the trembling soul, “It is I; be not afraid.” When we dimly trace Thy form In mysterious clouds arrayed, Be the echo of the storm, “It is I; be not afraid.” When our brightest hopes depart, When our fairest visions fade, Whisper to the fainting heart, “It is I; be not afraid.” When we weep beside the bier Where some well-loved form is laid, O may then the mourner hear, “It is I; be not afraid.” When with wearing hopeless pain Sinks the spirit, sore dismayed, Breathe Thou then the comfort-strain, “It is I; be not afraid.” When we feel the end is near, Passing into death’s dark shade, May the voice be strong and clear, “It is I; be not afraid.”

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Mark 9:7

• [Mar 9:7] I Love The Voice Divine

  I love the voice divine that speaks The words of life and peace, That bids the penitent rejoice, And sin and sorrow cease. No healing balm on earth like this, Can cheer the contrite heart; No flattering dreams of earthly bliss Such pure delight impart. How merciful and kind Thou art Thy goodness to reveal; Bind up, O Lord, the broken heart, The wounded spirit heal. Let Thy bright presence, Lord, restore Peace to the anxious breast; Conduct me in the path that leads To everlasting rest.

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Mark 15:39

• [Mar 15:39] Lord Jesus, God And Man

  Lord Jesus, God and Man, For love of man a Child, The very God, yet born on earth Of Mary undefiled. Lord Jesus, God and Man, In this our festal day To Thee for precious gifts of grace Thy ransomed people pray. We pray for childlike hearts, For gentle, holy love, For strength to do Thy will below As angels do above. We pray for simple faith, For hope that never fails, For true communion evermore With all Thy blessèd saints. On friends around us here O let Thy blessing fall; We pray for grace to love them well, But Thee beyond them all. O joy to live for Thee! O joy in Thee to die! O very joy of joys to see Thy face eternally! Lord Jesus, God and Man, We praise Thee and adore, Who art with God the Father One, And Spirit evermore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal