Mark 8:38

• [Mar 8:38] Jesus, And Shall It Ever Be

  Jesus, and shall it ever be, A mortal man, ashamed of Thee? Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let night disown each radiant star! ’Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. Ashamed of Jesus! O as soon Let morning blush to own the sun! He sheds the beams of light divine O’er this benighted soul of mine. Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend On Whom my hopes of Heav’n depend! No; when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere His Name. Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may When I’ve no guilt to wash away; No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. Ashamed of Jesus! empty pride! I’ll boast a Savior crucified, And O may this my portion be, My Savior not ashamed of me! Jesus! and shall it ever be! A mortal man ashamed of Thee? Scorn’d be the thought by rich and poor; O may I scorn it more and more! Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star. Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight blush to think of noon. ’Tis evening with my soul till He, That Morning Star, bids darkness flee; He sheds the beam of noon divine O’er all this midnight soul of mine. Ashamed of Jesus! shall yon field Blush when it think who bids it yield? Yet blush I must, while I adore, I blush to think I yield no more. Ashamed of Jesus! of that Friend On whom for heaven my hopes depend! It must not be! be this my shame, That I no more revere His name. Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may, When I’ve no crimes to wash away; No tear to wipe, no joy to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. Till then (nor is the boasting vain), Till then I boast a Saviour slain: And, oh, may this my portion be, That Saviour not ashamed of me!

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Mark 16:6

• [Mar 16:6] Rise All Who Seek The Crucified

  Rise all who seek the Crucified, The God that once for sinners died, With lifted voice and heart adore, Chasing our griefs, and sins, and fears, The Sun of Righteousness appears, Appears, to set in blood no more. To death delivered in our stead, For us He rises from the dead, And life to all His members brings; He gives us, while He soars above, The dew of grace, the balm of love, And drops salvation from His wings. This day the Scripture is fulfilled, The Father now His Son has sealed, And owned Him for His Son with power; God from the belly of the earth Hath called Him forth to second birth, Nor let the greedy deep devour. Cast for our sins into the deep, His life hath saved the sinking ship, His life for ours a ransom given; But lo! on the third joyful morn Our Jonas doth for us return Emerging from His tomb to Heaven.

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• [Mar 16:6] Low In The Grave He Lay

  Low in the grave He lay, Jesus my Savior, Waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord! Refrain Up from the grave He arose, With a mighty triumph o’er His foes, He arose a Victor from the dark domain, And He lives forever, with His saints to reign. He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose! Vainly they watch His bed, Jesus my Savior; Vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord! Refrain Death cannot keep its Prey, Jesus my Savior; He tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord! Refrain

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