Mark 1:15

• [Mar 1:15] Arise, Sons Of The Kingdom

  Arise, sons of the kingdom! The King is drawing nigh; Arise, and hail with gladness The Ruler from on high. Ye Christians, hasten forth! Your praise and homage bring Him And glad hosannas sing Him, Naught else your love is worth. Arise, ye drooping mourners! The King is very near; Away with grief and sorrow, For lo! your Help is here. Behold, in many a place— We find Him, our Salvation, O blessed consolation! In His pure means of grace. Arise, ye much afflicted! The King is now not far; Rejoice, ye long dejected! Here comes the Morning Star. The Lord will give you joy; Though troubles now distress you, With comfort He will bless you, E’en death He will destroy. Now hear, ye bold transgressors, The King does well give heed To all that ye are doing, And to the life ye lead, Enthralled to sin and hell; Nothing in all creation Escapes His observation He marketh all things well. Be righteous, ye His subjects, The King is just and true; Prepare for Him a highway, Make all things straight and new. He means all for our good Then let us bear our crosses That He Himself imposes, In an undaunted mood. Though war and conflagration Take all our goods away; The Lord is our salvation And heritage for aye. E’en though our loved ones die, Yet they are not forsaken, But from this world are taken To live with God on high Arise, ye poor and needy! The King provides for you; He comes with succor speedy, With mercy ever new. He Who a beast did heed Lets not His children perish; All hopes that man may cherish He can fulfill indeed. He nevermore forsaketh A child that feels the rod, Who Him his refuge maketh, And puts his trust in God. He is our sovereign King; E’en death itself shall never Those from their Master sever Who to His mercy cling. Arise, ye faint and fearful! The King now comes with might, His heart hath long since loved us, He makes our darkness light. Now are our sorrows o’er; No wrath shall e’er befall us, Since God in grace doth call us His children evermore. Haste then, with eager footsteps, To see your Sovereign there! He rides as King of Zion, Strong, glorious, meek and fair. Draw near the Lord and give To Him your salutation, Who bringeth great salvation, And bids the sinner live. The King in grace remembers His loved ones here below With gifts of royal treasures, Yea, doth Himself bestow Through His blest Word and grace. O King, arrayed in splendor, To Thee all praise we’ll render Here and there face to face. O rich the gifts Thou bring’st us, Thyself made poor and weak; O Love beyond expression That thus can sinners seek! For this, O Lord, will we Our joyous tribute bring Thee, And glad hosannas sing Thee, And ever grateful be.

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• [Mar 1:15] Arise, The Kingdom Is At Hand

  Arise, the kingdom is at hand, The King is drawing nigh; Arise with joy, thou faithful band, To meet the Lord most high! Look up, ye souls, weighed down with care, The Sovereign is not far; Look up, faint hearts, from your despair, Behold the Morning Star! Look up, ye drooping hearts, today, The King is very near; O cast your griefs and fears away, For, lo, your help is here! Hope on, ye broken hearts, at last The King comes in His might; He loved us in the ages past When we lay wrapped in night. Look up, ye souls weighed down with care, The Sovereign is not far! Look up, faint hearts, from your despair, Behold the Morning Star! The Lord is with us now, who shall The sinking spirit feed With strength and comfort at its need To Whom e’en death shall bow. Hope, O ye broken hearts, at last! The King comes on in might, He loved us in the ages past When we sat wrapped in night; Now are our sorrows o’er, and fear And wrath to joy give place, Since God hath made us in His grace His children evermore. O rich the gifts Thou bringest us, Thyself made poor and weak; O love beyond compare that thus Can foes and sinners seek! For this we raise a gladsome voice On high to Thee alone, And evermore with thanks rejoice Before Thy glorious throne.

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• [Mar 1:15] Let The Earth Now Praise The Lord

  Let the earth now praise the Lord. Who hath truly kept His Word And the sinners’ Help and Friend Now at last to us doth send. What the fathers most desired, What the prophet’s heart inspired, What they longed for many a year, Stands fulfilled in glory here. Abram’s promised great Reward, Zion’s Helper, Jacob’s Lord, Him of twofold race behold, Truly came, as long foretold. Welcome, O my Savior, now! Hail! My Portion, Lord, art Thou. Here, too, in my heart, I pray, Oh, prepare Thyself a way! King of Glory, enter in; Cleanse it from the filth of sin, As Thou hast so often done; It belongs to Thee alone. As Thy coming was in peace, Quiet, full of gentleness, Let the same mind dwell in me That was ever found in Thee. Comfort my desponding heart: Thou my Strength and Refuge art. I am weak, and cunningly Satan lays his snares for me. Bruise for me the Serpent’s head, That, set free from doubt and dread, I may cleave to Thee in faith, Safely kept through life and death. And when Thou dost come again As a glorious King to reign, I with joy may see Thy face, Freely ransomed by Thy grace.

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Mark 5:39

• [Mar 5:39] Good Night And Good Morning

  When comes to the weary a blessèd release, When upward we pass to His kingdom of peace, When free from the woes that on earth we must bear, We’ll say “good night” here, but “good morning” up there. Refrain Good morning up there where Christ is the Light, Good morning up there where cometh no night; When we step from this earth to God’s Heaven so fair, We’ll say “good night” here but “good morning” up there. When fadeth the day and dark shadows draw nigh, With Christ close at hand, it is not death to die; He’ll wipe every tear, roll away every care; We’ll say “good night” here, but “good morning” up there. Refrain When home lights we see shining brightly above, Where we shall be soon, through His wonderful love, We’ll praise Him Who called us His Heaven to share, We’ll say “good night” here, but “good morning” up there. Refrain

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• [Mar 5:39] We Shall Sleep, But Not Forever

  We shall sleep, but not forever, There will be a glorious dawn! We shall meet to part, no, never, On the resurrection morn! From the deepest cave of ocean, From the desert and the plain, From the valley and the mountain, Countless throngs shall rise again. Refrain We shall sleep, but not forever, There will be a glorious dawn! We shall meet, to part, no, never, On the resurrection morn! When we see a precious blossom, That we tended with such care, Rudely taken from our bosom, How our aching hearts despair! Round its little grave we linger, Till the setting sun is low, Feeling all our hopes have perished, With the flow’r we cherished so. Refrain We shall sleep, but not forever, In the lone and silent grave: Blessèd be the Lord that taketh, Blessèd be the Lord that gave. In the bright eternal city, Death can never, never come! In His own good time He’ll call us, From our rest, to home, sweet home. Refrain

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Mark 9:23

• [Mar 9:23] My Sins Have Taken Such A Hold On Me

  My sins have taken such a hold on me, I am not able to look up to Thee; Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: But Thou hast taken all my sins away, And I in Thee dare now look up and pray: Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief. Of nights unhallowed, and of sinful days, Of careless thoughts and words and works and way, Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: And in the life which doth within me live, And the forgiveness which can all forgive, Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief. Of selfishness which makes the soul unjust, Envy and strife and every sinful lust, Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: And in the blood, which doth my pardon plead, The truth and love, which for me intercede, Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief. Of sins that as a cloud have hid Thy face, Of Thy care slighted, and thy grievèd grace, Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: In Love, that puts sin’s envious veil aside, Rending the veil of flesh which for me died, Lord, I believe, help Thou mine unbelief. For sin I mourn, the sin that gave Thee pain; Thine was the burden, mine alone the stain; Lord, I repent; accept my tears and grief: Christ is my joy; and out of all distress He doth deliver with His righteousness: Lord, I believe, help Thou mine unbelief.

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Mark 14:32

• [Mar 14:32] Beautiful Garden Of Prayer, The

  There’s a garden where Jesus is waiting, There’s a place that is wondrously fair, For it glows with the light of His presence. ’Tis the beautiful garden of prayer. Refrain Oh, the beautiful garden, the garden of prayer! Oh, the beautiful garden of prayer! There my Savior awaits, and He opens the gates To the beautiful garden of prayer. There’s a garden where Jesus is waiting, And I go with my burden and care, Just to learn from His lips words of comfort In the beautiful garden of prayer. Refrain There’s a garden where Jesus is waiting, And He bids you to come, meet Him there; Just to bow and receive a new blessing In the beautiful garden of prayer. Refrain

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• [Mar 14:32] Gethsemane

  My Jesus, I would ne’er forget, That hour I spent with Thee; When there I saw Thy bloody sweat In dark Gethsemane. Refrain I’ll ne’er forget, I’ll ne’er forget, I’ll ne’er forgetful be, When there I saw Thy bloody sweat In dark Gethsemane. ’Twas in that olive grove I felt That Thou hadst died for me; Alas, how great I saw my guilt While in Gethsemane. Refrain I thought of how Thy heart did throb, While “all” Thine own did flee, And left Thee with the cruel mob, In sad Gethsemane. Refrain ’Twas there I felt my grief and shame In oft forsaking Thee, How precious was Thy very Name In dear Gethsemane. Refrain Should e’er our love to Thee grow cold, And we forgetful be, We’ll call to mind Thy love untold While in Gethsemane. Refrain

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• [Mar 14:32] Go To Dark Gethsemane

  Go to dark Gethsemane, ye that feel the tempter’s power; Your Redeemer’s conflict see, watch with Him one bitter hour, Turn not from His griefs away; learn of Jesus Christ to pray. See Him at the judgment hall, beaten, bound, reviled, arraigned; O the wormwood and the gall! O the pangs His soul sustained! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; learn of Christ to bear the cross. Calvary’s mournful mountain climb; there, adoring at His feet, Mark that miracle of time, God’s own sacrifice complete. “It is finished!” hear Him cry; learn of Jesus Christ to die. Early hasten to the tomb where they laid His breathless clay; All is solitude and gloom. Who has taken Him away? Christ is risen! He meets our eyes; Savior, teach us so to rise.

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• [Mar 14:32] In Gethsemane Alone

  Oh, what wondrous love I see, Freely shown for you and me, By the One Who did atone! Just to show His matchless grace, Jesus suffered for the race, In Gethsemane, alone. Refrain Oh, what love, matchless love, Oh, what love for me was shown! His forever I will be, For the love He gave to me, When He suffered all alone. “Tarry here,” He told the three, “Tarry here and watch for Me,” But they heard no bitter moan; For the three disciples slept While my loving Savior wept In Gethsemane, alone. Refrain Long in anguish deep was He, Weeping there for you and me, For our sin to Him was known; We should love Him evermore For the anguish that He bore In Gethsemane, alone. Refrain

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• [Mar 14:32] Into The Woods

  Into the woods my Master went, Clean forspent, forspent, Into the woods my Master came, Forspent with love and shame. But the olives they were not blind to Him. The little grey leaves were kind to Him, The thorn tree had a mind to Him, When into the woods He came. Out of the woods my Master came And he was well content; Out of the woods my Master came, Content with death and shame. When death and shame would woo Him last, From under the trees they drew Him last, ’Twas on a tree they slew Him—last When out of the woods He came.

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  source: Cyberhymnal