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Hymns

John 12:1-12

• [Joh 12:3] Lord, When In Simon’s House Of Yore

  Lord, when in Simon’s house of yore, Thou with Thy friends didst sit at meat, Mary the precious spikenard bore, And poured it at Thy sacred feet. Like incense sweet, the perfume rare, Rose through the house, and sought the skies; And Thou didst own with blessing there A woman’s loving sacrifice. So unto Thee, O Lord, this day, A year of labor here we bring; So at Thy feet the gift we lay; Accept, O Lord, the offering.

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• [Joh 12:3] Master, No Offering Costly And Sweet

  Master, no offering costly and sweet, May we, like Magdalene, lay at Thy feet; Yet may love’s incense rise, sweeter than sacrifice, Dear Lord to Thee, dear Lord to Thee. Daily our lives would show weakness made strong, Toilsome and gloomy ways brightened by song; Some deeds of kindness done, some souls by patience won, Dear Lord to Thee, dear Lord to Thee. Some word of hope for hearts burdened with fears, Some balm of peace for eyes blinded with tears, Some dews of mercy shed, some wayward footsteps led, Dear Lord to Thee, dear Lord to Thee. Thus, in Thy service, Lord, till eventide Closes the day of life may we abide; And when earth’s labors cease, bid us depart in peace, Dear Lord to Thee, dear Lord to Thee.

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• [Joh 12:4] Once He Came In Blessing

  Once He came in blessing, All our ills redressing, Came in likeness lowly, Son of God most holy; Bore the cross to save us, Hope and freedom gave us. Still He comes within us, Still His voice would win us From the sins that hurt us; Would to truth convert us From our foolish errors, Ere He comes in terrors. Thus if Thou hast known Him, Not ashamed to own Him, Nor dost love Him coldly, But will trust Him boldly, He will now receive thee, Heal thee, and forgive thee. He who well endureth, Bright reward secureth; Come, then, O Lord Jesus, From our sins release us; Let us here confess Thee, Till in Heav’n we bless Thee.

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• [Joh 12:12] Hosanna, Loud Hosanna

  Hosanna, loud hosanna, the little children sang; Through pillared court and temple the lovely anthem rang. To Jesus, who had blessed them close folded to His breast, The children sang their praises, the simplest and the best. From Olivet they followed mid an exultant crowd, The victor palm branch waving, and chanting clear and loud. The Lord of men and angels rode on in lowly state, Nor scorned that little children should on His bidding wait. “Hosanna in the highest!” that ancient song we sing, For Christ is our Redeemer, the Lord of heaven our King. O may we ever praise Him with heart and life and voice, And in His blissful presence eternally rejoice!

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• [Joh 12:12] There Was A Time When Children Sang

  There was a time when children sang The Savior’s praise with sacred glee, And all the hills of Judah rang With their exulting jubilee. O to have joined their rapturous songs, And swelled their sweet hosannas high, And blessed Him with our feeble tongues As He, the Man of grief, went by! But Christ is now a glorious King, And angels in His presence bow; The humble songs that we can sing, O will He, can He, hear them now? He can, He will, He loves to hear The notes which loving children raise; Jesus, we come with trembling fear: O teach our hearts and tongues to praise! We join the hosts around Thy throne, Who once, like us, the desert trod; And thus we make their song our own, Hosanna to the Son of God!

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