Titus 2:13

• [Tit 2:13] I Saw One Weary

  I saw one weary, sad, and torn, With eager steps press on the way, Who long the hallowed cross had borne, Still looking for the promised day; While many a line of grief and care, Upon his brow, was furrowed there; I asked what buoyed his spirits up, “O this!” said he—“the blessèd hope.” And one I saw, with sword and shield, Who boldly braved the world’s cold frown, And fought, unyielding, on the field, To win an everlasting crown. Though worn with toil, oppressed by foes, No murmur from his heart arose; I asked what buoyed his spirits up, “O this!” said he—“the blessèd hope.” And there was one who left behind The cherished friends of early years, And honor, pleasure, wealth resigned, To tread the path bedewed with tears. Through trials deep and conflicts sore, Yet still a smile of joy he wore; I asked what buoyed his spirits up, “O this!” said he—“the blessèd hope.” While pilgrims here we journey on In this dark vale of sin and gloom, Through tribulation, hate, and scorn, Or through the portals of the tomb, Till our returning King shall come To take His exile captives home, O! what can buoy the spirits up? ’Tis this alone—the blessèd hope.

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• [Tit 2:13] We Have This Hope

  We have this hope that burns within our hearts, Hope in the coming of the Lord. We have this faith that Christ alone imparts, Faith in the promise of His Word. We believe the time is here, When the nations far and near Shall awake, and shout and sing Hallelujah! Christ is King! We have this hope that burns within our hearts, Hope in the coming of the Lord. We are united in Jesus Christ our Lord. We are united in His love. Love for the waiting people of the world, People who need our Savior’s love. Soon the heav’ns will open wide, Christ will come to claim His bride, All the universe will sing Hallelujah! Christ is King! We have this hope, this faith, and God’s great love, We are united in Christ.

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Titus 3:3

• [Tit 3:3] Lord, We Confess Our Numerous Faults

  Lord, we confess our numerous faults, How great our guilt has been! Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin. But, O my soul! for ever praise, For ever love His Name, Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways Of folly, sin and shame. ’Tis not by works of righteousness Which our own hands have done; But we are saved by sovereign grace Abounding through His Son. ’Tis from the mercy of our God That all our hopes begin; ’Tis by the water and the blood Our souls are washed from sin. ’Tis through the purchase of His death Who hung upon the tree, The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we. Raised from the dead we live anew; And, justified by grace, We shall appear in glory too, And see our Father’s face.

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  source: Cyberhymnal