Matthew 6:6
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[Mat 6:6] Alone With God
When storms of life are round me beating,
When rough the path that I have trod,
Within my closet door retreating,
I love to be alone with God.Refrain
Alone with God, the world forbidden,
Alone with God, O blest retreat!
Alone with God, and in Him hidden,
To hold with Him communion sweet.What tho’ the clouds have gathered o’er me?
What tho’ I’ve passed beneath the rod?
God’s perfect will there lies before me,
When I am thus alone with God.Refrain
’Tis there I find new strength for duty,
As o’er the sands of time I plod;
I see the King in all His beauty,
While resting there alone with God.Refrain
And when I see the moment nearing
When I shall sleep beneath the sod,
When time with me is disappearing,
I want to be alone with God.Refrain
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[Mat 6:6] He Will Meet You There
Would you gain the victory over every sin?
Would you in each battle for your Captain win?
Hide away with Jesus, yield not to despair;
Find your secret closet—He will meet you there.Refrain
He will meet you there, He will meet you there;
Find your secret closet—He will meet you there;
If your heart is burdened, if His grace you’d share,
Find your secret closet—He will meet you there.Would you spend your lifetime in the Lord’s employ?
And the richest blessings from His hand enjoy?
Hide away with Jesus from the world of care;
Find your secret closet—He will meet you there.Refrain
Would you walk with Jesus in the narrow way?
Hear His faintest whisper when your feet would stray?
Hide away with Jesus from the tempter’s snare;
Find your secret closet—He will meet you there.Refrain
Would you be His jewel when He claims His own?
Would you share His glory shining round the throne?
Hide away with Jesus, keep in constant prayer;
Find your secret closet—He will meet you there.Refrain
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[Mat 6:6] ’mid All The Traffic Of The Ways
’Mid all the traffic of the ways,
Turmoils without, within,
Make in my heart a quiet place,
And come and dwell therein.A little shrine of quietness,
All sacred to Thyself,
Where Thou shalt all my soul possess,
And I may find myself.A little shelter from life’s stress,
Where I may lay me prone,
And bare my soul in loneliness,
And know as I am known.A little place of mystic grace,
Of self and sin swept bare,
Where I may look upon Thy face,
And talk with Thee in prayer.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 6:6] Pray, Pray
Pray, pray, when things go wrong,
And gloomy fears around you throng;
The loving God your voice will hear,
Look up to Him, He’s always near.Refrain
Pray, pray though your eyes grow dim,
Go with your troubles straight to Him;
Pray, pray, for God understands;
Have faith, leaving all in His dear hands.Pray, pray, be calm and still,
Whatever comes must be His will;
His promises like buds unfold,
Naught that is good will He withhold.Refrain
Pray, pray till faith grows strong,
And in your heart rings Heaven’s song;
Till self shall die in pure desire,
And every thought to Him aspire.Refrain
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[Mat 6:6] Pray When The Morn Is Breaking
Pray when the morn is breaking,
Pray when the noon is bright,
Pray with the eve’s declining,
Pray in the hush of night:
With mind made pure of passion,
All meaner thoughts away,
Low in thy chamber kneeling,
Do thou in secret pray.Remember all who love thee,
All who are loved by thee,
And next for those that hate thee
Pray thou, if such there be;
Last for thyself in meekness
A blessing humbly claim,
And link with each petition
Thy great Redeemer’s Name.But if ’tis e’er denied thee
In solitude to pray,
Should holy thoughts come o’er thee
Upon life’s crowded way,
E’en then the silent breathing
That lifts thy soul above
Shall reach the thronèd presence
Of Mercy, Truth, and Love.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 6:6] Secret Prayer
Sweet secret prayer, comfort divine,
There, O my Lord, I know Thou art mine;
Great Master, there in secret with Thee,
Heaven comes nearer and nearer to me.Refrain
Blessings attend and follow us there;
Heaven comes nearer and nearer in prayer.Sweet secret prayer, comfort divine,
There do Thine arms, Lord, round me entwine;
Rivers of love and mercy there flow,
Balm for all sorrow that mortal can know.Refrain
Sweet secret prayer, comfort divine,
There do I feel I truly am Thine;
Heav’n’s windows open, Jesus is near,
Near to my soul, and the Father will hear.Refrain
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[Mat 6:6] Simple, Earnest Prayer, The
In the twilight of the morning,
When the shadows steal away,
And we wake from balmy slumber
To behold another day,
Let us go alone in secret,
And unburden all our care
At the feet of our Redeemer,
In the simple, earnest prayer.Refrain
Let Thy presence, blessèd Savior,
Our protection ever be;
Give us strength for every trial,
Keep, oh, keep us close to Thee.In the noontide, calm and peaceful,
When we pause awhile to rest,
Ere the sun in all its glory
Is declining towards the west;
In the midst of our temptation,
When the cross is hard to bear,
If we cannot go in secret,
God will hear the silent prayer.Refrain
When the toils of day are over,
And we seek the hallowed place
Where by faith we meet our Savior,
And adore Him for His grace;
How we feel our burden lighter,
Till we loose our weight of care,
While we lift our hearts together
In the simple, earnest prayer.Refrain
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Matthew 7:21
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[Mat 7:21] Come! Tune Your Heart
Come! tune your heart, to bear its part,
And celebrate Messiah’s feast with praises, with praises;
Let love inspire the joyful choir,
While to the God of love, glad hymns it raises, it raises.Exalt His Name; with joy proclaim,
God loved the world, and through His Son forgave us, forgave us;
Oh! what are we, that, Lord, we see
Thy wondrous love, in Christ Who died to save us, to save us!Your refuge place in His free grace,
Trust in His Name, and day by day repent you, repent you;
Ye mock God’s Word, who call Him Lord,
And follow not the pattern He hath lent you, hath lent you.O Christ, to prove for Thee my love
In brethren Thee my hands shall clothe and cherish, and cherish,
To each sad heart sweet hope impart,
When worn with care, with sorrow nigh to perish, to perish.Come! praise the Lord; in Heav’n are stored
Rich gifts for those who here His Name esteemèd, esteemèd;
Alleluia; Alleluia;
Rejoice in Christ, and praise Him ye redeemèd, redeemèd.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Matthew 25:41
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[Mat 25:41] And Will The Judge Descend?
And will the Judge descend,
And must the dead arise
And not a single soul escape
His all discerning eyes?And from His righteous lips
Shall this dread sentence sound
And through the numerous guilty throng
Spread black despair around:“Depart from Me, accursed,
To everlasting flame,
For rebel angels first prepared,
Where mercy never came”?How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day
When earth and Heav’n before His face
Astonished shrink away?But ere that trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead,
Hark from the Gospel’s cheering sound
What joyful tidings spread:Ye sinners, seek His grace
Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
Fly to the shelter of His cross
And find salvation there.So shall that curse remove,
By which the Savior bled;
And the last awful day shall pour
His blessings on your head.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 25:41] That Awful Day Will Surely Come
That awful day will surely come,
Th’appointed hour makes haste,
When I must stand before my Judge,
And pass the solemn test.Thou lovely Chief of all my joys,
Thou Sovereign of my heart!
How could I bear to hear Thy voice
Pronounce the sound, “Depart!”The thunder of that dismal word
Would so torment my ear,
’Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord,
With most tormenting fear.What! to be banished from my Life,
And yet forbid to die!
To linger in eternal pain,
Yet death forever fly!O, wretched state of deep despair!
To see my God remove,
And fix my doleful station where
I must not taste His love.Jesus, I throw my arms around,
And hang upon Thy breast;
Without a gracious smile from Thee
My spirit cannot rest.O, tell me that my worthless name
Is graven on Thy hands;
Show me some promise in Thy book
Where my salvation stands!Give me one kind assuring word
To sink my fears again,
And cheerfully my soul shall wait
Her threescore years and ten.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 25:41] Woe To The Men On Earth Who Dwell
Woe to the men on earth who dwell,
Nor dread the Almighty’s frown,
When God doth all His wrath reveal,
And shower His judgments down!Sinners, expect those heaviest showers,
To meet your God prepare;
For, lo! the seventh angel pours
His phial in the air.Lo! from their seats the mountains leap,
The mountains are not found;
Transported far into the deep,
And in the ocean drowned.Who then shall live, and face the throne,
And face the Judge severe?
When heaven and earth are fled and gone,
O where shall I appear?Now, only now, against that hour
We may a place provide;
Beyond the grave, beyond the power
Of hell, our spirits hide:Firm in the all destroying shock,
May view the final scene;
For, lo! the everlasting Rock
Is cleft to take us in.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Matthew 28:11
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[Mat 28:11] Come Unto Me
Hear the blessèd Savior calling the oppressed,
“O ye heavy laden, come to Me and rest.
Come, no longer tarry, I your load will bear,
Bring Me every burden, bring Me every care.”Refrain
Come unto Me, I will give you rest;
Take My yoke upon you, hear Me and be blessed.
I am meek and lowly, come and trust My might.
Come, My yoke is easy, and My burden’s light.Are you disappointed, wandering here and there,
Dragging chains of doubt and loaded down with care?
Do unholy feelings struggle in your breast?
Bring your case to Jesus—He will give you rest.Refrain
Stumbling on the mountains dark with sin and shame,
Stumbling toward the pit of hell’s consuming flame.
By the powers of sin deluded and oppressed,
Hear the tender Shepherd, “Come to Me and rest.”Refrain
Have you by temptation often conquered been,
Has a sense of weakness brought distress within?
Christ will sanctify you, if you’ll claim His best.
In the Holy Spirit, He will give you rest.Refrain
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[Mat 28:11] Come Unto Me, When Shadows Darkly Gather
Come unto Me, when shadows darkly gather,
When the sad heart is weary and distressed;
Seeking for comfort from your heavenly Father,
Come unto Me, and I will give you rest.Ye who have mourned when the spring flowers were taken
When the ripe fruit fell richly to the ground,
When the loved slept, in brighter homes to waken,
Where their pale brows with spirit-wreaths are crowned,Large are the mansions in thy Father’s dwelling;
Glad are the homes that sorrows never dim;
Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling;
Soft are the tones which raise the heavenly hymn.There, like an Eden blossoming in gladness,
Bloom the fair flowers the earth too rudely pressed;
Come unto Me, all ye who droop in sadness,
Come unto Me, and I will give you rest.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 28:11] Come Unto Me, Ye Weary (dix)
“Come unto Me, ye weary, and I will give you rest.”
O blessèd voice of Jesus, which comes to hearts oppressed!
It tells of benediction, of pardon, grace and peace,
Of joy that hath no ending, of love which cannot cease.“Come unto Me, dear children, and I will give you light.”
O loving voice of Jesus, which comes to cheer the night!
Our hearts are filled with sadness, and we had lost our way;
But He hath brought us gladness and songs at break of day.“Come unto Me, ye fainting, and I will give you life.”
O cheering voice of Jesus, which comes to aid our strife!
The foe is stern and eager, the fight is fierce and long;
But Thou hast made us mighty and stronger than the strong.“And whosoever cometh I will not cast him out.”
O welcome voice of Jesus, which drives away our doubt,
Which calls us, very sinners, unworthy though we be
Of love so free and boundless, to come, dear Lord, to Thee.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 28:11] How Sweetly Flowed The Gospel’s Sound
How sweetly flowed the Gospel’s sound
From lips of gentleness and grace
While listening thousands gathered round,
And joy and gladness filled the place!From Heav’n He came, of Heav’n He spoke,
To Heaven He led His followers’ way;
Dark clouds of gloomy night He broke,
Unveiling an immortal day.“Come, wanderers, to My Father’s home;
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest.”
Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come,
Obey Thee, love Thee, and be blest.Decay, then, tenements of dust!
Pillars of earthly pride, decay!
A nobler mansion waits the just,
And Jesus has prepared the way.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Mat 28:11] Wanderer, The
I had wandered off from Heaven,
On the mountains cold and gray,
When I heard my Savior calling,
To His lost sheep far away;
How I listened as the tear drops
Coursed adown like falling rain,
While His tender words of promise,
Made my spirit glad again.Refrain
“Come, oh, come to Me,” said Jesus,
Come and I will give you rest,
I will take away the burden
From the heavy laden breast.
No matter who the wand’rer,
Nor how far he’s gone astray,
Behold, whosoever cometh,
I will comfort him today.I was working in the temple
With the Savior by my side,
Where the multitude assembled,
In its misery and pride;
Glancing upward from my labor
I just caught His distant smile,
“You have placed your work between us,
Come and talk with Me awhile.”Refrain
Many early friends had left me,
While the vacant room and chair,
Were reminders of the prices
I had paid down to be there;
I was brooding o’er my losses
When the Savior spoke to me,
“You have let your sorrows settle,
Like a cloud ’tween Me and thee.”Refrain
Then I saw at once that Jesus
Could be better far than all;
He could lighten up the pathway,
Could surround me like a wall;
He could take the place of loved ones,
Wipe the falling tears away,
Turn my sorrows into laughter,
Change the night-tide into day.Refrain
So I heard the Savior calling,
“Come thou weary one away,”
And my answer quickly followed,
“Lord, I’m coming home today”;
Now His loving arms are round me,
And my head is on His breast,
While I catch His faintest whisper,
And my spirit is at rest.Refrain
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[Mat 28:11] With Tearful Eyes I Look Around
With tearful eyes I look around;
Life seems a dark and stormy sea;
Yet, midst the gloom, I hear a sound,
A heavenly whisper,“Come to Me.”It tells me of a place of rest;
It tells me where my soul may flee:
O to the weary, faint, oppressed,
How sweet the bidding, “Come to Me.”When the poor heart with anguish learns
That earthly props resigned must be,
And from each broken cistern turns,
It hears the accents, “Come to Me.”When against sin I strive in vain,
And cannot from its yoke get free,
Sinking beneath the heavy chain,
The words arrest me, “Come to Me.”When nature shudders, loath to part
From all I love, enjoy, and see;
When a faint chill steals o’er my heart,
A sweet voice utters, “Come to Me.”“Come, for all else must fall and die;
Earth is no resting-place for thee;
Heavenward direct thy weeping eye,
I am thy Portion; come to Me.”O voice of mercy! voice of love!
In conflict, grief, and agony,
Support me, cheer me from above,
And gently whisper, “Come to Me.”source: Cyberhymnal
