Mark 4:39

• [Mar 4:39] Does Thy Savior Pilot Thee?

  The stormy winds may blow, And with fury lash life’s sea; There’s peace within my soul tonight. For my Savior dwells with me. Refrain He will bring the peace and comfort, Sailor, on a stormy sea; Do you hope to reach the haven? Does thy Savior pilot thee? How sad to drift alone, Tossed by every passing wave! There is a Pilot, sin sick soul; Christ alone thy bark can save. Refrain A voice says, “Peace, be still,” And sweet rest comes into life; No longer left to fight alone, He will guide thee through the strife. Refrain

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• [Mar 4:39] He’s The Prince Of Peacemakers

  He hath spoken, “Be still,” the Rebuker of seas; The command was for me, and my heart is at ease; He hath hushed into silence the waves and the winds, By applying His blood, and removing my sins. Refrain He’s the Prince of peacemakers, all glory to God, To redeem me, and cleanse me, He shed his own blood; My adoption is sealed, I’m a child of the King, And for ever and ever of Jesus I’ll sing. He hath quickened my soul by a life from above, It was done by the Spirit, its essence is love; He hath pardoned and washed me as white as the snow, And my heart with His love does this moment o’erflow. Refrain He’s a wonderful Jesus, this Savior of mine, He’s the great Son of God, a Redeemer divine. He’s my strength, and my wisdom, my life and my Lord, And enthroned in my heart to be loved and adored. Refrain I will love Him and serve Him, from now till I die, For His love fills my heart, and His beauty my eye. He’s the fairest and dearest of all to my soul, And our lives shall be one, while eternities roll. Refrain

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• [Mar 4:39] Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me

  Jesus, Savior, pilot me Over life’s tempestuous sea; Unknown waves before me roll, Hiding rock and treacherous shoal. Chart and compass come from Thee; Jesus, Savior, pilot me. While th’Apostles’ fragile bark Struggled with the billows dark, On the stormy Galilee, Thou didst walk upon the sea; And when they beheld Thy form, Safe they glided through the storm. Though the sea be smooth and bright, Sparkling with the stars of night, And my ship’s path be ablaze With the light of halcyon days, Still I know my need of Thee; Jesus, Savior, pilot me. When the darkling heavens frown, And the wrathful winds come down, And the fierce waves, tossed on high, Lash themselves against the sky, Jesus, Savior, pilot me, Over life’s tempestuous sea. As a mother stills her child, Thou canst hush the ocean wild; Boisterous waves obey Thy will, When Thou sayest to them, “Be still!” Wondrous Sovereign of the sea, Jesus, Savior, pilot me. When at last I near the shore, And the fearful breakers roar ’Twixt me and the peaceful rest, Then, while leaning on Thy breast, May I hear Thee say to me, “Fear not, I will pilot thee.”

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• [Mar 4:39] Pilot Of Galilee, The

  Out on life’s ocean with perils ever nigh, I have a Pilot on Whom I can rely; With Him to guide me, life’s storms I can defy, ’Tis Christ of Galilee. Refrain He is my Pilot on life’s stormy sea, This wondrous Man of Galilee; I’m safe in His keeping, Tho’ storms are round me sweeping, This Pilot of Galilee. Wondrous His power and matchless is His skill, Billows and tempests obey His sov’reign will. Hushed into silence at His blest “Peace, be still,” This Man of Galilee. Refrain Fierce was the tempest once raging in my soul, When of my bark He, my Pilot, took control. With voice commanding above the thunder’s roll, This Man of Galilee. Refrain Hear it, ye storm-tossed, upon the sea of sin, Why will ye not take the heav’nly Pilot in? Safely He’ll guide you the haven blest to win, This Man of Galilee. Refrain

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• [Mar 4:39] Storm Is Passing Over, The

  O courage, my soul, and let us journey on, For tho’ the night is dark, it won’t be very long. O thanks be to God, the morning light appears, And the storm is passing over, Hallelujah! Refrain Hallelujah! Hallelujah! The storm is passing over, Hallelujah! O billows rolling high, and thunder shakes the ground, The lightnings flash, and tempest all around, But Jesus walks the sea and calms the angry waves, And the storm is passing over, Hallelujah! Refrain The stars have disappeared, and distant lights are dim, My soul is filled with fears, the seas are breaking in. I hear the Master cry, “Be not afraid, ’tis I,” And the storm is passing over, Hallelujah! Refrain Now soon we shall reach the distant shining shore, Then free from all the storms, we’ll rest forevermore. And safe within the veil, we’ll furl the riven sail, And the storm will all be over, Hallelujah! Refrain

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• [Mar 4:39] Who Will Our Pilot Be?

  We sail along toward the harbor light, Over the great life sea; The breakers roar and the waves dash high, Who will our pilot be? Refrain The Christ will our Pilot be, A wonderful Guide is He; So we’ll sail, sail sail! Christ will our Pilot be. We sail along in the morning bright, Happy and glad are we; But still we ask, as the rocks draw near, Who will our pilot be? Refrain We sail along, there are shoals, they say, Dangers from which to flee; We face the storm with a heavy heart, Who will our pilot be? Refrain

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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 13:35

• [Mar 13:35] Christ Returneth

  It may be at morn, when the day is awaking, When sunlight through darkness and shadow is breaking That Jesus will come in the fullness of glory To receive from the world “His own.” Refrain O Lord Jesus, how long, how long Ere we shout the glad song, Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen. Hallelujah! Amen. It may be at midday, it may be at twilight, It may be, perchance, that the blackness of midnight Will burst into light in the blaze of His glory, When Jesus receives “His own.” Refrain While its hosts cry Hosanna, from heaven descending, With glorified saints and the angels attending, With grace on His brow, like a halo of glory, Will Jesus receive “His own.” Refrain Oh, joy! oh, delight! should we go without dying, No sickness, no sadness, no dread and no crying. Caught up through the clouds with our Lord into glory, When Jesus receives “His own.” Refrain

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• [Mar 13:35] I Know Not The Hour

  I know not the hour when my Lord will come To take me away to His own dear home; But I know that His presence will lighten the gloom, And that will be glory for me. And that will be glory for me, Oh, that will be glory for me! But I know that His presence will lighten the gloom, And that will be glory for me. I know not the song that the angels sing, I know not the sound of the harps’ glad ring; But I know there’ll be mention of Jesus our King, And that will be music for me. And that will be music for me, Oh, that will be music for me! But I know there’ll be mention of Jesus our King, And that will be music for me. I know not the form of my mansion fair, I know not the name that I then shall bear; But I know that my Savior will welcome me there, And that will be Heaven for me. And that will be Heaven for me, Oh, that will be Heaven for me. But I know that my Savior will welcome me there, And that will be Heaven for me.

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• [Mar 13:35] O Why Not Tonight?

  O do not let the Word depart, And close thine eyes against the light; Poor sinner, harden not your heart, Be saved, O tonight. Refrain O why not tonight? O why not tonight? Wilt thou be saved? Then why not tonight? Tomorrow’s sun may never rise To bless thy long deluded sight; This is the time, O then be wise, Be saved, O tonight. Refrain Our Lord in pity lingers still, And wilt thou thus His love requite? Renounce at once thy stubborn will, Be saved, O tonight. Refrain Our blessèd Lord refuses none Who would to Him their souls unite; Believe on Him, the work is done, Be saved, O tonight. Refrain Oh, do not let thy Lord depart, And close thine eyes against the light; Poor sinner, harden not thy heart; Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Tomorrow’s sun may never rise To bless thy long-deluded sight; This is the time!—oh, then, be wise! Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Our God in pity lingers still; Oh, wilt thou thus His love requite? Renounce at length thy stubborn will,— Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Our blessèd Lord refuses none Who would to Him their souls unite; Then be the work of grace begun: Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight? Thou wouldst be saved—why not tonight?

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Mark 14:37

• [Mar 14:37] Not Now, My Child

  Not now, my child, a little more rough tossing, A little longer on the billows’ foam; A few more journeyings in the desert darkness, And then, the sunshine of thy Father’s home! Not now, for I have wand’rers in the distance, And thou must call them in with patient love; Not now, for I have sheep upon the mountain, And thou must follow them where’er they rove. Not now; for I have loved ones sad and weary; Wilt thou not cheer them with a kindly smile? Sick ones, who need thee in their lonely sorrow; Wilt thou not tend them yet a little while? Not now, for wounded hearts are sorely bleeding And thou must teach those widowed hearts to sing: Not now; for orphans’ tears are quickly falling, They must be gathered ’neath some sheltering wing. Not now, for many a hungry one is pining, Thy willing hand must be outstretched and free; Thy Father hears the mighty cry of anguish, And gives His answering messages to thee. Go, with the Name of Jesus, to the dying, And speak that Name in all its living power; Why should thy fainting heart grow chill and weary? Canst thou not watch with Me one little hour? One little hour! and then the glorious crowning, The golden harp-strings, and the victor’s palm; One little hour! and then the hallelujah! Eternity’s long, deep thanksgiving psalm!

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