Habakkuk 2:9-20

• [Hab 2:14] God Is Working His Purpose Out

  God is working His purpose out As year succeeds to year; God is working his purpose out, And the time is drawing near; Nearer and nearer draws the time, The time that shall surely be, When the earth shall be filled With the glory of God As the waters cover the sea. From utmost east to utmost west, Where’er man’s foot hath trod, By the mouth of many messengers Goes forth the voice of God: “Give ear to Me, ye continents, Ye isles, give ear to Me,” That the earth may be filled With the glory of God As the waters cover the sea. What can we do to work God’s work, To prosper and increase The brotherhood of all mankind, The reign of the Prince of Peace? What can we do to hasten the time, The time that shall surely be, When the earth shall be filled With the glory of God As the waters cover the sea. March we forth in the strength of God, With the banner of Christ unfurled, That the light of the glorious Gospel of truth May shine throughout the world; Fight we the fight with sorrow and sin To set their captives free, That the earth may be filled With the glory of God As the waters cover the sea. All we can do is nothing worth Unless God blesses the deed; Vainly we hope for the harvest-tide Till God gives life to the seed; Yet near and nearer draws the time, The time that shall surely be, When the earth shall be filled With the glory of God As the waters cover the sea.

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• [Hab 2:20] Earth Is Hushed In Silence, The

  The earth is hushed in silence, Its cares now flee away, Let all things bow in reverence, On this the Lord’s own day. Refrain O praise and pray on this, The Lord’s own day. The bells are sweetly ringing, Their clear toned voices say: “Ye people, come and worship On this, the Lord’s own day.” Refrain Come, all ye thankful people; Why should our hearts delay To greet the Lord of Heaven On this His holy day? Refrain

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• [Hab 2:20] Keep Silence, All Created Things

  Keep silence, all created things, And wait your Maker’s nod! My soul stands trembling while she sings The honors of her God. Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown Hang on His firm decree; He sits on no precarious throne, No borrows leave to be. Chained to His throne, a volume lies, With all the fates of men, With every angel’s form and size, Drawn by th’eternal pen. His providence unfolds the book, And makes His counsels shine; Each opening leaf, and every stroke Fulfills some deep design. Here He exalts neglected worms To scepters and a crown; And there the following page He turns, And treads the monarch down. Not Gabriel asks the reason why, Nor God the reason gives; Nor dares the favorite angel pry Between the folded leaves. My God, I would not long to see My fate with curious eyes, What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. In Thy fair book of life and grace, O may I find my name Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord the Lamb!

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• [Hab 2:20] Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence

  Let all mortal flesh keep silence, And with fear and trembling stand; Ponder nothing earthly minded, For with blessing in His hand, Christ our God to earth descendeth, Our full homage to demand. King of kings, yet born of Mary, As of old on earth He stood, Lord of lords, in human vesture, In the body and the blood; He will give to all the faithful His own self for heavenly food. Rank on rank the host of heaven Spreads its vanguard on the way, As the Light of light descendeth From the realms of endless day, That the powers of hell may vanish As the darkness clears away. At His feet the six wingèd seraph, Cherubim with sleepless eye, Veil their faces to the presence, As with ceaseless voice they cry: Alleluia, Alleluia Alleluia, Lord Most High!

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