Revelation 6:11

• [Rev 6:11] O Lord, To Whom The Spirits Live

  O Lord, to Whom the spirits live Of all the faithful passed away, Unto their path that brightness give Which shineth to the perfect day. Refrain O Lamb of God, Redeemer blest, Grant them eternal light and rest. Bless Thou the dead which die in Thee; As Thou hast given them release; So quicken them Thy face to see, And give them everlasting peace. Refrain In Thy green, pleasant pastures feed The sheep which Thou hast summoned hence; And by the still, cool waters lead Thy flock in loving providence. Refrain How long, O Holy Lord, how long Must we and they expectant wait To hear the gladsome bridal song, To see Thee in Thy royal state? Refrain O hearken, Savior, to their cry, O rend the heavens and come down, Make up the jewels speedily, And set them in Thy golden crown. Refrain Direct us with Thine arm of might, And bring us, perfected with them, To dwell within Thy city bright, The heavenly Jerusalem. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Revelation 12:10

• [Rev 12:10] Come, Kingdom Of Our God

  Come, kingdom of our God, Sweet reign of light and love! Shed peace and hope and joy abroad, And wisdom, from above. Over our spirits first Extend Thy healing reign; There raise and quench the sacred thirst That never pains again. Come, kingdom of our God! And make the broad earth Thine; Stretch o’er her lands and isles the rod That flowers with grace divine. Soon may all tribes be blest With fruit from life’s glad tree; And in its shade like brothers rest, Sons of one family. Come, kingdom of our God, And raise the glorious throne In worlds by the undying trod, When God shall bless His own.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Rev 12:10] To Thee And To Thy Christ, O God

  To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He the lonely wine press trod, Our cup of joy to bring. His glorious arm the strife maintained, He marched in might from far; His robes were with the vintage stained, Red with the wine of war. To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He invaded death’s abode, And robbed him of his sting. The house of dust enthralls no more, For He, the Strong to save, Himself doth guard that silent door, Great Keeper of the grave. To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He hath crushed beneath His rod The world’s proud rebel king. He plunged in His imperial strength To gulfs of darkness down; He brought His trophy up at length, The foiled usurper’s crown. To Thee and to Thy Christ, O God, We sing, we ever sing; For He redeemed us with His blood From every evil thing. Thy saving strength His arm upbore, The arm that set us free: Glory, O God, forevermore Be to Thy Christ and Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal