Romans 8:28

• [Rom 8:28] Begone Unbelief

  Begone unbelief, my Savior is near, And for my relief will surely appear: By prayer let me wrestle, and He wilt perform, With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. Though dark be my way, since He is my Guide, ’Tis mine to obey, ’tis His to provide; Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The Word He has spoken shall surely prevail. His love in time past forbids me to think He’ll leave me at last in trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, Confirms His good pleasure to help me quite through. Determined to save, He watched o’er my path, When Satan’s blind slave, I sported with death; And can He have taught me to trust in His Name, And thus far have brought me, to put me to shame? Why should I complain of want or distress, Temptation or pain? He told me no less: The heirs of salvation, I know from His Word, Through much tribulation must follow their Lord. How bitter that cup, no heart can conceive, Which He drank quite up, that sinners might live! His way was much rougher, and darker than mine; Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine? Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the medicine is food; Though painful at present, wilt cease before long, And then, O! how pleasant, the conqueror’s song!

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Romans 8:37

• [Rom 8:37] Cross Of Christ! Lead Onward

  Cross of Christ! lead onward, Through the holy war; In this sign we conquer, Now and evermore. Not of man the power, Not to man the fame; We are victors only In our Leader’s Name. Refrain Cross of Christ! lead onward, Through the holy war; In this sign we conquer Now and evermore. Not with pomp and pageant, Not in earthly pride; We must fight our battles Like the Crucified. Overcome by suff’ring, Conquer through defeat; Tried and tested daily In the furnace heat. Refrain Panoplied in graces, Bold, yet humbly meek; Resting while we’re working Strong, but ever weak. Timid, though courageous, Gaining as we give; Crucified with Jesus, Yet, in Him, we live. Refrain By a cloud encompassed, Witnesses above; Saints, apostles, prophets, Precious ones we love; While “advance” is sounding, Mounts the battle thrill. Cross of Christ! lead onward Where the Captain will. Refrain Marching in the pathway That the Master trod, Walks One daily with us Like the Son of God. To the end enduring, Armor ne’er laid down Till the cross leads upward To the blood bought crown. Refrain

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• [Rom 8:37] More Than Conquerors

  Through the cleansing blood of the dying Lamb, Through the pow’r of grace and the precious Name, Through the light that beams from the Morning Star, More than conquerors, conquerors we are. Refrain More than conquerors, more than conquerors, Through the cleansing blood of the dying Lamb, More than conquerors! more than conquerors, Through the pow’r of grace and the precious Name. Who shall sever us from the Savior’s love, Or shall blot our names from Life’s book above? Neither present things, nor the things to come, Shall defeat our souls of the heav’nly home. Refrain More than conquerors! There our Captain stands, While our names are graven upon His hands; Though the pow’rs of darkness against us frown, We shall win the fight, and shall wear the crown. Refrain

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