Mark 9:5

• [Mar 9:5] Lord Jesus, On The Holy Mount

  Lord Jesus, on the holy mount We would abide with Thee, Still drinking from the blessèd fount Of grace, so rich and free. There prophets praise Thy glorious Name, And deeds which Thou hast done; And there the Father’s words proclaim His own belovèd Son. The rays of Thy transfigured face Beam with such golden light That we would never leave the place, Nor lose the heavenly sight. But there is work on earth to do, The suffering soul to heal; The harvest great, the laborers few Thy kingdom to reveal. We may not linger on the mount, Where bright Thy glories shine; We may not taste the sacred fount Of blessedness divine. But let some beams of heavenly light Make bright our earthly way; Then grant the beatific sight Of heaven and endless day.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

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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  source: Cyberhymnal