Zechariah 3:2

• [Zec 3:2] Arise, My Ten’drest Thoughts, Arise

  Arise, my tend’rest thoughts, arise, To torrents melt my streaming eyes; And thou, my heart, with anguish feel Those evils which thou canst not heal. See human nature sunk in shame! See scandals poured on Jesus’ Name! The Father wounded thro’ the Son; The world abused, the soul undone! See the short course of vain delight, Closing in everlasting night— In flames that no abatement know, Tho’ briny tears forever flow. My God, I feel the mournful scene! My bowels yearn o’er dying men! And fain my pity would reclaim And snatch the firebrands from the flame.

  source: Cyberhymnal

Zechariah 13:7

• [Zec 13:7] Alone

  It was alone the Savior prayed In dark Gethsemane; Alone He drained the bitter cup And suffered there for me. Refrain Alone, alone, He bore it all alone; He gave Himself to save His own, He suffered, bled and died alone, alone. It was alone the Savior stood In Pilate’s judgment hall; Alone the crown of thorns He wore Forsaken thus by all. Refrain Alone upon the cross He hung That others He might save; Forsaken then by God and man Alone, His life He gave. Refrain Can you reject such matchless love? Can you His claim disown? Come, give your all in gratitude, Nor leave Him thus alone. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Zec 13:7] Souls Of Men, Why Will Ye Scatter

  Souls of men, why will ye scatter Like a crowd of frightened sheep? Foolish hearts, why will ye wander From a love so true and deep? Was there ever kinder shepherd Half so gentle, half so sweet, As the Savior Who would have us Come and gather round His feet? There’s a wideness in God’s mercy, Like the wideness of the sea; There’s a kindness in His justice, Which is more than liberty. There is no place where earth’s sorrows Are more felt than up in Heaven; There is no place where earth’s failings Have such kindly judgment given. There is plentiful redemption In the blood that has been shed; There is joy for all the members In the sorrows of the Head. For the love of God is broader Than the measure of man’s mind. And the heart of the Eternal Is most wonderfully kind. Pining souls! come nearer Jesus, And oh! come not doubting thus, But with faith that trusts more bravely His huge tenderness for us. If our love were but more simple, We should take Him at His word; And our lives would all be sunshine In the sweetness of our Lord.

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  source: Cyberhymnal