Matthew 9:28

• [Mat 9:28] Believe Ye That I Am Able?

  The blind men to Jesus cried out by the way, Beseeching in darkness for light; “Oh help, Son of David, have mercy, we pray, And grant us the blessing of sight.” Refrain “Believe ye that I am able, able to do this? According unto your faith be it unto you.” O Christian, so weary of sorrow and sin, Your darkness will vanish away; His light like the glory of noontide, shine in— To you He is saying today, Refrain Oh wand’rer if you would a blessing receive, He’s passing, oh do not delay; But answer Him quickly, “Yea, Lord, I believe,” To you He is saying today, Refrain The same Son of David is healing today, All those who upon Him call; Yes, Jesus of Nazareth is passing this way, He’s saying to us, one and all, Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matthew 17:4

• [Mat 17:4] Stay, Master, Stay Upon This Heavenly Hill

  Stay, Master, stay, upon this heavenly hill; A little longer, let us linger still; With all the mighty ones of old beside, Near to God’s holy presence still abide; Before the throne of light we trembling stand, And catch a glimpse into the spirit land. Stay, Master, stay! we breathe a purer air; This life is not the life that waits us there; Thoughts, feelings, flashes, glimpses come and go; We cannot speak them—nay, we do not know; Wrapped in this cloud of light we seem to be The thing we fain would grow—eternally. “No!” saith the Lord, “the hour is past,” we go; Our home, our life, our duties lie below. While here we kneel upon the mount of prayer, The plough lies waiting in the furrow there! Here we sought God that we might know His will; There we must do it, serve Him, seek Him still. If man aspires to reach the throne of God, O’er the dull plains of earth must lie the road; He who best does his lowly duty here, Shall mount the highest in a nobler sphere: At God’s own feet our spirits seek their rest, And he is dearest Him who serves Him best.

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Matthew 21:9

• [Mat 21:9] All Glory, Laud And Honor

  Refrain All glory, laud and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David’s royal Son, Who in the Lord’s Name comest, The King and Blessèd One. Refrain The company of angels Are praising Thee on High, And mortal men and all things Created make reply. Refrain The people of the Hebrews With palms before Thee went; Our prayer and praise and anthems Before Thee we present. Refrain To Thee, before Thy passion, They sang their hymns of praise; To Thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise. Refrain Thou didst accept their praises; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King. Refrain Be Thou, O Lord, the Rider, And we the little ass, That to God’s holy city Together we may pass.

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• [Mat 21:9] Hosanna To The Living Lord

  Hosanna to the living Lord! Hosanna to the th’Incarnate Word! To Christ, Creator, Savior, King, Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna ring! Refrain Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! “Hosanna, Lord!” Thine angels cry; “Hosanna, Lord!” Thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound: Refrain O Savior, with protecting care, Return to this Thy house of prayer; Assembled in Thy sacred Name, Now we Thy parting promise claim: Refrain But chiefest, in our cleansèd breast, Eternal, bid Thy Spirit rest, And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee. Refrain So in the last and dreadful day, When earth and Heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! Refrain

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• [Mat 21:9] O King Of Glory! David’s Son!

  O King of Glory! David’s Son! Our Sovereign and our Friend! In Heav’n forever stands Thy throne, Thy kingdom hath no end: Oh now to all men, far and near, Lord, make it known, we pray, That as in Heav’n all creatures here May know Thee and obey. The Eastern sages gladly bring Their tribute-gifts to Thee; They witness that Thou art their King, And humbly bow the knee; To Thee the morning star doth lead, To Thee th’inspirèd Word, We hail Thee, Savior in our need, We worship Thee, the Lord. Ah look on me with pitying grace, Though weak and poor I be, Within Thy kingdom grant a place Secure and blest to me. Oh rescue me from all my woes, And shield me with Thine arm From sin and death, the mighty foes That daily seek our harm. And bid Thy Word, the fairest Star, Within us clearly shine; Keep sin and all false doctrine far, Since Thou hast claimed us Thine: Let us Thy Name aright confess, And with Thy Christendom, Our King and Savior own and bless Through all the world to come.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 21:9] Outside The Holy City

  Outside the Holy City Unnumbered footsteps throng, And crowded mart and streets of trade Fling back a swelling song. The voices echo nearer, In flaming hope they sing: “Throw down your branches at His feet! Hosanna to the King!” Once more beside a city The Son of David waits, Once more the children throng to bring A welcome at the gates. Within are hearts sore burdened And feet that go astray; O Christ of God, come near and walk Our city streets today! The branches that we offer Are no unmeaning sign; Take Thou the hands we lift on high And make them wholly Thine. No songs of shallow welcome Are these we raise to Thee; O give us faith to face the cross And set Thy city free! A distant music mingles With all our songs today, The chorale from a city fair Where sin has passed away. There rides the Christ triumphant And victor songs ring clear; O God, give us the strength to build With Christ that city here!

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• [Mat 21:9] Son Of David Bowed To Die, The

  The Son of David bowed to die, For man’s transgression stricken; The Father’s arm of power was nigh, The Son of God to quicken. Praise Him that He died for men: Praise Him that He rose again. Death seemed all conquering when he bound The Lord of life in prison; The sight of death was nowhere found When Christ again was risen; Wherefore praise Him night and day, Him Who took death’s sting away. His saints with Him must bow to death, With Him are raised in spirit, With Him they dwell above by faith, Accepted through His merit: Heaven and earth resound the strain, Death by Jesus Christ is slain.

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  source: Cyberhymnal