Hebrews 11:16-39

• [Heb 11:16] My Own Dear Land

  My own dear land, where’er my footsteps wander, Ever to thee my heart still turns again; To thee my love grows ever fonder, fonder, Till in its might it is akin to pain. Ever to thee I’m bound in love and duty; No dearer land to me in all the earth; By all sweet ties of home and love and beauty, To thee I cleave, dear land that gave me birth. Yet I look on, beyond earth’s habitation, To where a home of rarer vision gleams, Fairer than earth’s most wonderful creation Bathed in the light of Heav’n’s own morning beams. There we shall meet, from every clime and nation, There we shall meet in answer to the call, There we shall meet in joyous consecration, Sons of one Father, brothers one and all.

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• [Heb 11:16] My Soul, There Is A Country

  My soul, there is a country, Afar beyond the stars, Where stands a wingèd sentry, All skillful in the wars. There, above noise and danger, Sweet Peace sits crowned with smiles, And One born in a manger Commands the beauteous files. He is thy gracious Friend And (O my soul, awake!) Did in pure love descend, To die here for thy sake. If thou canst get but thither, There grows the flower of peace, The rose that cannot wither, Thy fortress, and thy ease. Leave, then, thy foolish ranges; For none can thee secure But One, who never changes, Thy God, thy Life, thy Cure.

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• [Heb 11:27] Church Of God A Kingdom Is, The

  The Church of God a kingdom is, Where Christ in power doth reign; Where spirits yearn till, seen in bliss, Their Lord shall come again. Glad companies of saints possess This Church below, above; And God’s perpetual calm doth bless Their paradise of love. An altar stands within the shrine Whereon, once sacrificed, Is set, immaculate, divine, The Lamb of God, the Christ. There rich and poor, from countless lands, Praise God on mystic rood; There nations reach forth holy hands To take God’s holy food. There pure life-giving streams o’erflow The sower’s garden-ground: And faith and love fair blossoms show, And fruits of love abound. O King, O Christ, this endless grace To us and all men bring, To see the vision of Thy face In joy, O Christ, our King.

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• [Heb 11:36] Faith Of Our Brothers

  Faith of our brothers, suffering sore, Enduring prison, famine, and sword, O Holy Spirit, give comfort, we pray, May they this day find strength in Thy Word. Faith of our brothers, holy faith, May they be true to thee till death! Tortured and killed for Thy dear Name, Lord, give them grace to count all but loss, May they hold steadfast to the end, Sharing the sufferings of the cross. Faith of our brothers, holy faith, May they be true to thee till death! Our brothers, chained in prisons dark, Are still in heart and conscience free, O may they know thy deep, sweet peace, Fill them with joy for all to see. Faith of our brothers, holy faith, May they be true to thee till death! Faith of our brothers! May they love Both friend and foe in all their strife, And preach Thee too, as love knows how, By kindly words and virtuous life. Faith of our brothers, holy faith, May they be true to thee till death! And Lord, may we be ready too, To give our lives, if needed, for Thee, May we be strong in Thy great strength, And live each day, committed to Thee. Faith of all brothers, holy faith, May we be true to thee till death!

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  source: Cyberhymnal