Mark 5:40

• [Mar 5:40] O Scorned And Outcast Lord

  O scorned and outcast Lord, beneath Thy burden meekly bending, Thou, our true Isaac, to Thy death Art wearily ascending. And soon, with nail pierced feet and hands Upon the cross they raise Thee; The cross, which there uplifted stands, To all the earth displays Thee. Oh! wondrous love of God on high The sinful thus to cherish! He gave His guiltless Son to die Lest guilty man should perish. Our sin’s pollution to remove His blood was freely given; So mighty was the Savior’s love So just the wrath of heaven. Yes! ’tis the cross the breaks the rod And chain of condemnation, And makes a league ’twixt man and God For our entire salvation. O praise the Father, praise the Son, The Lamb for sinners given, And Holy Ghost, through Whom alone Our hearts are raised to Heaven.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mark 6:56

• [Mar 6:56] He Touched Me And Made Me Whole

  To the feet of my Savior in trembling and fear, A penitent sinner I came; He saw, and in mercy, He bade me draw near; All glory and praise to His Name. Refrain He touched me and thus made me whole; Bringing comfort and rest to my soul; O glad happy day, all my sins rolled away! For He touched me and thus made me whole. I knew not the tender compassion and love That Jesus, my Savior, had shown; Tho’ burdened with grief, His dear hand brought relief, He healed me and called me His own. Refrain “My grace is sufficient,”I heard His dear voice, “O come and find rest for your soul; From sin you to save, My life freely I gave; I died that you might be made whole.” Refrain O Jesus, dear Jesus, Thy Name I adore, For saving and keeping my soul; Thy praises I’ll sing, my Redeemer and King, Thy dear, loving hand made me whole. Refrain

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Mark 11:17

• [Mar 11:17] Thy Mansion Is The Christian’s Heart

  Thy mansion is the Christian’s heart, O Lord, Thy dwelling-place secure! Bid the unruly throng depart, And leave the consecrated door. Devoted as it is to Thee, A thievish swarm frequents the place; They steal away my joys from me, And rob my Savior of His praise. There too a sharp designing trade Sin, Satan, and the world, maintain; Nor cease to press me, and persuade, To part with ease and purchase pain. I know them, and I hate their din, Am weary of the bustling crowd; But while their voice is heard within, I cannot serve Thee as I would. O! for the joy Thy presence gives, What peace shall reign when Thou art here! Thy presence makes this den of thieves, A calm delightful house of prayer. And if Thou make Thy temple thine, Yet, self-abased, will I adore; The gold and silver are not mine, I give Thee what was Thine before.

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Mark 11:23

• [Mar 11:23] Creator Of The Stars Of Night

  Creator Spirit, by Whose aid The world’s foundations first were laid, Come, visit every pious mind; Come, pour Thy joys on human kind; From sin, and sorrow set us free; And make Thy temples worthy Thee. O Source of uncreated Light, The Father’s promised Paraclete! Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heav’nly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us, while we sing! Plenteous of grace, descend from high, Thou strength of His almighty hand, Whose pow’r does Heav’n and earth command: Proceeding Spirit, our Defense, Who dost the gift of tongues dispense, And crown’st Thy gift with eloquence! Refine and purge our earthly parts; But, oh, inflame and fire our hearts! Our frailties help, our vice control; Submit the senses to the soul; And when rebellious they are grown, Then, lay Thy hand, and hold them down. Create all new; our wills control, Subdue the rebel in our soul; Make us eternal truths receive, And practice all that we believe; Give us Thyself, that we may see The Father and the Son by Thee. Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend th’almighty Father’s Name: The Savior Son be glorified, Who for lost man’s redemption died: And equal adoration be, Eternal Paraclete, to Thee.

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• [Mar 11:23] Give Me The Faith Which Can Remove

  Give me the faith which can remove And sink the mountain to a plain; Give me the childlike praying love, Which longs to build Thy house again; Thy love, let it my heart overpower, And all my simple soul devour. I want an even strong desire, I want a calmly fervent zeal, To save poor souls out of the fire, To snatch them from the verge of hell, And turn them to a pardoning God, And quench the brands in Jesus’ blood. I would the precious time redeem, And longer live for this alone, To spend and to be spent for them Who have not yet my Savior known; Fully on these my mission prove, And only breathe, to breathe Thy love. My talents, gifts, and graces, Lord, Into Thy blessed hands receive; And let me live to preach Thy Word, And let me to Thy glory live; My every sacred moment spend In publishing the sinner’s Friend. Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart With boundless charity divine, So shall I all strength exert, And love them with a zeal like Thine, And lead them to Thy open side, The sheep for whom the Shepherd died. O that I was as heretofore When first sent forth in Jesu’s Name. I rush’d thro’ every open Door, And cried to All, ‘Behold the Lamb!’ Seiz’d the poor trembling Slaves of Sin, And forc’d the Outcasts to come in.

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• [Mar 11:23] Only Believe

  Fear not, little flock, from the cross to the throne, From death into life He went for His own; All power in earth, all power above, Is given to Him for the flock of His love. Refrain Only believe, only believe; All things are possible, only believe, Only believe, only believe; All things are possible, only believe. Fear not, little flock, He goeth ahead, Your Shepherd selecteth the path you must tread; The waters of Marah He’ll sweeten for thee, He drank all the bitter in Gethsemane. Refrain Fear not, little flock, whatever your lot, He enters all rooms, “the doors being shut,” He never forsakes; He never is gone, So count on His presence in darkness and dawn. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal