Matthew 12:40

• [Mat 12:40] Come, Ye Faithful, Raise The Strain

  Come, ye faithful, raise the strain of triumphant gladness; God hath brought forth Israel into joy from sadness; Loosed from Pharaoh’s bitter yoke Jacob’s sons and daughters, Led them with unmoistened foot through the Red Sea waters. ’Tis the spring of souls today; Christ has burst His prison, And from three days’ sleep in death as a sun hath risen; All the winter of our sins, long and dark, is flying From His light, to Whom we give laud and praise undying. Now the queen of seasons, bright with the day of splendor, With the royal feast of feasts, comes its joy to render; Comes to glad Jerusalem, who with true affection Welcomes in unwearied strains Jesus’ resurrection. Neither might the gates of death, nor the tomb’s dark portal, Nor the watchers, nor the seal hold Thee as a mortal; But today amidst the twelve Thou didst stand, bestowing That Thy peace which evermore passeth human knowing. “Alleluia!” now we cry to our King immortal, Who, triumphant, burst the bars of the tomb’s dark portal; “Alleluia!” with the Son, God the Father praising, “Alleluia!” yet again to the Spirit raising.

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Matthew 13:54

• [Mat 13:54] O What Amazing Words Of Grace

  O what amazing words of grace Are in the Gospel found! Suited to every sinner’s case Who knows the joyful sound. Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls Are freely welcome here; Salvation, like a river, rolls Abundant, free and clear. Come, then, with all your wants and wounds; Your every burden bring; Here love, unchanging love, abounds, A deep, celestial spring.
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Matthew 16:27

• [Mat 16:27] Last Mile Of The Way, The

  If I walk in the pathway of duty, If I work till the close of the day; I shall see the great King in His beauty, When I’ve gone the last mile of the way. Refrain When I’ve gone the last mile of the way, I will rest at the close of the day, And I know there are joys that await me, When I’ve gone the last mile of the way. If for Christ I proclaim the glad story, If I seek for His sheep gone astray, I am sure He will show me His glory, When I’ve gone the last mile of the way. Refrain Here the dearest of ties we must sever, Tears of sorrow are seen ev’ry day; But no sickness, no sighing forever, When I’ve gone the last mile of the way. Refrain And if here I have earnestly striven, And have tried all His will to obey, ’Twill enhance all the rapture of Heaven, When I’ve gone the last mile of the way. Refrain

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