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 10:45

• [Mar 10:45] I Gave My Life For Thee

  I gave My life for thee, My precious blood I shed, That thou might ransomed be, and raised up from the dead I gave, I gave My life for thee, what hast thou given for Me? I gave, I gave My life for thee, what hast thou given for Me? My Father’s house of light, My glory circled throne I left for earthly night, for wanderings sad and lone; I left, I left it all for thee, hast thou left aught for Me? I left, I left it all for thee, hast thou left aught for Me? I suffered much for thee, more than thy tongue can tell, Of bitterest agony, to rescue thee from hell. I’ve borne, I’ve borne it all for thee, what hast thou borne for Me? I’ve borne, I’ve borne it all for thee, what hast thou borne for Me? And I have brought to thee, down from My home above, Salvation full and free, My pardon and My love; I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, what hast thou brought to Me? I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, what hast thou brought to Me? Thy life was given for me; Thy blood, O Lord, was shed, That I might ransomed be, and quickened from the dead. Thy life was given for me; what have I given for Thee? Thy life was given for me; what have I given for Thee? Long years were spent for me, in weariness and woe, That through eternity Thy glory I might know. Long years were spent for me; have I spent one for Thee? Long years were spent for me; have I spent one for Thee? And Thou hast brought to me, down from Thy home above, Salvation full and free, Thy pardon and Thy love. Great gifts Thou broughtest me; what have I brought to Thee? Great gifts Thou broughtest me; what have I brought to Thee? O let my life be given, my years for Thee be spent, World fetters all be riven, and joy with suffering blent! Thou gavest Thyself for me; I give myself to Thee. Thou gavest Thyself for me; I give myself to Thee.

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• [Mar 10:45] I Saw One Hanging On A Tree

  I saw One hanging on a tree, In agony and blood, Who fixed His languid eyes on me, As near His cross I stood. Refrain O, can it be, upon a tree, The Savior died for me? My soul is thrilled, my heart is filled, To think He died for me! Sure, never to my latest breath, Can I forget that look; It seemed to charge me with His death, Though not a word He spoke. Refrain My conscience felt and owned the guilt, And plunged me in despair, I saw my sins His blood had spilt, And helped to nail Him there. Refrain A second look He gave, which said, “I freely all forgive; This blood is for thy ransom paid; I die that thou mayst live.” Refrain

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• [Mar 10:45] Jesus Came Down My Ransom To Be

  Jesus came down my ransom to be; O it was wonderful love! For out of the Father’s heart He came, To die me for me on a cross of shame, And from sin’s bondage to reclaim; O it was wonderful love! Refrain Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful love, Coming to me from Heaven above, Filling me, thrilling me through and through; O it was wonderful love! Clear to faith’s vision the cross reveals Beautiful actions of love; And all that by grace e’en I may be When saved, to serve Him eternally. He came, He died, for you and me; O it was wonderful love! Refrain His death’s a claim, His love has a plea; O it is wonderful love! Ungrateful was I to slight Thy call, But, Lord, now I come, before Thee fall, I give myself, I give up all, All for Thy wonderful love. Refrain

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• [Mar 10:45] Savior, Who Thy Life Didst Give

  Savior, who Thy life didst give That our souls might ransomed be, Rest we not till all the world Hears that love and turns to Thee. Help us that we falter not, Though the fields are white and wide, And the reapers, sorely pressed, Call for aid on every side. Guide us, that with swifter feet, We may speed us on our way, Leading darkened nations forth Into Thine eternal day. Sweet the service, blest the toil; Thine alone the glory be; O baptize our souls anew, Consecrate us all to Thee.

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Mark 10:47-48

• [Mar 10:47] Jesus Of Nazareth Passeth By

  What means this eager, anxious throng, Which moves with busy haste along— These wondrous gatherings day by day, What means this strange commotion, pray? In accents hushed the throng reply, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” In accents hushed the throng reply, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Who is this Jesus? why should He The city move so mightily? A passing stranger, has He skill To move the multitude at will? Again the stirring tones reply, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Again the stirring tones reply, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Jesus! ’tis He Who once below Man’s pathway trod, ’mid pain and woe; And burdened ones, where’er He came, Brought out their sick, and deaf and lame; The blind rejoiced to hear the cry, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” The blind rejoiced to hear the cry, “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Again He comes! From place to place His holy footprints we can trace; He pauseth at our threshold—nay, He enters—condescends to stay: Shall we not gladly raise the cry? “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Shall we not gladly raise the cry? “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Ho! all ye heavy laden, come! Here’s pardon, comfort, rest and home: Ye wand’rers from a Father’s face, Return, accept His proffered grace; Ye tempted ones, there’s refuge nigh: “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” Ye tempted ones, there’s refuge nigh: “Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.” But if you still His call refuse, And all His wondrous love abuse, Soon will He sadly from you turn, Your bitter prayer for pardon spurn, “Too late! too late!” will be the cry— “Jesus of Nazareth has passed by.” “Too late! too late!” will be the cry— “Jesus of Nazareth has passed by.”

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• [Mar 10:48] Blind Bartimeus

  Son of David! hear my cry; Savior, do not pass me by; Touch these eyelids veiled in night, Turn their darkness into light. Son of David, hear my cry! Savior, do not pass me by. Though the proud my voice would still, They may chide me if they will, Yet the more I’ll pray for grace, Only here shall be my place. Son of David, hear my cry! Savior, do not pass me by. Though despised by all but Thee, Thou a blessing hast for me; Faith and prayer can never fail, Lord, with Thee I must prevail, Son of David, hear my cry! Savior, do not pass me by. Glorious vision! heav’nly ray! All my gloom has passed away; Now my joyful eye doth see, And my soul still clings to Thee, Thine the glory evermore, Mine to worship and adore.

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Mark 13:32

• [Mar 13:32] He Is Near

  I know not when the Lord will come, Or at what hour He may appear, Whether at midnight or at morn, Or at what season of the year. Refrain I only know that He is near, And that His voice I soon shall hear; I only know that He is near, And that His voice I soon shall hear; I know not what of time remains, To run its course, in this low sphere, Or what awaits of calm or storm, Of joy or grief, or hope or fear. Refrain I know not what is yet to run Of spring or summer, green or sear, Of death or life, of pain or peace, Of shade or shine, of song or tear. Refrain The centuries have come and gone, Dark centuries of absence drear; I dare not chide the long delay, Nor ask when I His voice shall hear. Refrain I do not think it can be long, Till in His glory He appear; And yet I dare not name the day, Nor fix the solemn advent year. Refrain

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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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