Romans 8:15-16

• [Rom 8:15] Adopted

  O what a blessing, how can I express it? Out of the fullness of rapture I sing, Now by the Father received and adopted, I am a child and an heir of a King. Refrain I am adopted, O wonderful love, Heir to a heritage purchased above; Tell it, my soul, and joyfully sing, I am a child and an heir of a King. O what a Father, how tenderly gracious, O what a Savior to make me His care; Tho’ I have slighted, rejected, and grieved Him, Still He permits me His kingdom to share. Refrain O the unsearchable riches He giveth, Riches increasing from day unto day; Treasures in value all others excelling, Treasures that never will rust nor decay. Refrain When I have finished the work He appoints me, When I have ended my journey below, Then to my Father and Jesus my Savior, Home to a beautiful palace I go. Refrain

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• [Rom 8:15] God Our Father, We Adore Thee

  God, our Father, we adore Thee! We, Thy children, bless Thy Name! Chosen in the Christ before Thee, we are “holy without blame.” We adore Thee! We adore Thee! Abba’s praises we proclaim! We adore Thee! We adore Thee! Abba’s praises we proclaim! Son Eternal, we adore Thee! Lamb upon the throne on high! Lamb of God, we bow before Thee, Thou hast brought Thy people nigh! We adore Thee! We adore Thee! Son of God, who came to die! We adore Thee! We adore Thee! Son of God, who came to die! Holy Spirit, we adore Thee! Paraclete and heavenly Guest! Sent from God and from the Savior, Thou hast led us into rest. We adore Thee! We adore Thee! By Thy grace forever blessed: We adore Thee! We adore Thee! By Thy grace forever blessed! Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Three in One! We give Thee praise! For the riches we inherit, heart and voice to Thee we raise! We adore Thee! We adore Thee! Thee we bless, through endless days! We adore Thee! We adore Thee! Thee we bless, through endless days!

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• [Rom 8:16] It’s Real

  O how well do I remember How I doubted day by day, For I did not know for certain That my sins were washed away. When the Spirit tried to tell me, I would not the truth receive; I endeavored to be happy And to make myself believe. Refrain But it’s real, it’s real! O I know it’s real Praise God, the doubts are settled, For I know, I know it’s real! When the truth came close and searching, All my joys would disappear, For I did not have the witness Of the Spirit bright and clear. If at times the coming judgment Would appear before my mind, O it made me so uneasy, For God’s smile I could not find. Refrain When the Lord sent faithful servants Who would dare to preach the truth, How my heart did so condemn me As the Spirit gave reproof! Satan said at once, “Twill ruin You now to confess your state; Keep on working and professing, And you’ll enter Heaven’s gate.” Refrain But at last I tired of living Such a life of fear and doubt, For I wanted God to give me Something I would know about, So the truth would make me happy And the light would clearly shine, And the Spirit gave assurance That I’m His and He is mine. Refrain So I prayed to God in earnest, And not caring what folks said. I was hungry for the blessing; My pour soul—it must be fed. Then at last by faith I touched Him And, like sparks from smitten steel, Just so quick salvation reached me. O bless God, I know it’s real! Refrain

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• [Rom 8:16] O Thou Whose Spirit Witness Bears

  O Thou Whose Spirit witness bears Within our spirits free, That we Thy children are and heirs Of Thine eternity. Here may this simple faith sublime O’er-arch us like the sky; Secure below the drift of time Its firm foundations lie. Our thought o’erflows each written scroll Our creeds arise and fall; The life of God within the soul Lives and outlasts them all.
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Romans 8:26-27

• [Rom 8:27] O Thou, Who Hast At Thy Command

  O Thou, who hast at Thy command The hearts of all men in Thy hand, Our wayward, erring hearts incline To have no other will but Thine. Our wishes, our desires, control; Mold every purpose of the soul; O’er all may we victorious prove That stands between us and Thy love. Thrice blest will all our blessings be, When we can look through them to Thee; When each glad heart its tribute pays Of love and gratitude and praise. And while we to Thy glory live, May we to Thee all glory give, Until the final summons come, That calls Thy willing servants home.

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