Romans 8:16

• [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 8:33

• [Rom 8:33] My Soul Complete In Jesus Stands

  My soul complete in Jesus stands! It fears no more the law’s demands; The smile of God is sweet within, Where all before was guilt and sin. My soul at rest in Jesus lives: Accepts the peace His pardon gives; Receives the grace His death secured, And pleads the anguish He endured. My soul its every foe defies, And cries—’tis God that justifies! Who charges God’s elect with sin? Shall Christ, who died their peace to win? A song of praise my soul shall sing To our eternal, glorious King! Shall worship humbly at His feet, In Whom alone it stands complete.

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• [Rom 8:33] Who Shall The Lord’s Elect Condemn?

  Who shall the Lord’s elect condemn? ’Tis God that justifies their souls; And mercy, like a mighty stream, O’er all their sins divinely rolls. Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? ’Tis Christ that suffered in their stead; And, the salvation to fulfill, Behold Him rising from the dead! He lives! He lives and sits above, For ever interceding there: Who shall divide us from His love? Or what should tempt us to despair? Shall persecution, or distress, Famine, or sword, or nakedness? He that hath loved us bears us through, And makes us more than conquerors too. Faith hath an overcoming power; It triumphs in the dying hour: Christ is our life, our joy, our hope, Nor can we sink with such a prop. Not all that men on earth can do, Nor powers on high, nor powers below, Shall cause His mercy to remove, Or wean our hearts from Christ our love.

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Romans 15:7

• [Rom 15:7] In Homes Where Pride And Splendor

  In homes where pride and splendor Their silken banners flare, In homes where childhood tender Is crushed by every care, Is heard the cry of anguish From many a helpless slave, Where Satan’s captives languish, And only Christ can save. What tho’ our flag in glory Floats over freedom’s land, While degradation’s story Is writ on every hand, While in the marts of labor, In lordly halls of state, The Christlike love of neighbor Is lost in greed and hate? Shall we, to whom is given For sin the only cure, Vouchsafed to earth by Heaven, While nations shall endure; Shall we, in this her trial, Forget our nation’s weal, Endure no self denial, Be wanting in our zeal? O God, whilst evil lowers In clouds of sin and shame, May these cold hearts of ours Burst into living flame, To light and lead our nation In this her time of need, Until in Christ’s salvation She shall be free indeed.

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