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Good Friday

We pose to remember the sacred event.

Off our Saviours death on Calvary,

As by sacrifice he endeavours

To rescue you and me.  

 It’s something He had promised

Before vast Orbits span

Fulfilling sacred pledges as

God’s begotten Sohn.

A promise He could not fulfill

Dwelling in realms on high.

Even Earth was not the Place

To stand and satisfy.

Breaking the Bands of Death and Hell

He needed to descended below all things

 To the Depth in which they dwell.

Bringing to pass, fulfilling the Law.

Granting to all resurrections Gift,

Blessing us all with Eternal life,

 Banning forever all tears, all strife.

It’s overwhelming to understand

The Atonement of Christ, Gods son

Knowing He suffered for you and me.

The Peace we shall clean in Eternity.

 Suffered to bring to a Joyful end

 All praise to Gods beloved son,

 Jesus Christ our Saviour,

Jesus our faithful Friend.

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Kehrt um 

Eure Herzen sind kalt, seht ihr begehrt

Die Dinge der Welt, welche ihr verehret.

Kehrt um, kehrt um.

Last die Zeit nicht vergehen.

Bald müssen wir vor unserm Heiland stehen

Gerichtet zu werden.

Für alles was wir vollbracht hier auf Erden.

Versäumet nicht die Zeit, tut was Gott gefällt

Denn Er ist der grosse Richter der Welt.

Macht meine Brüder ,macht euch bereit

Kämpft euch frei von der Sünde Leid

Auf Gottes Gebote gebt ständing Acht

Nur er hat das Recht, hat die Macht.

In Weisheit zu richten, er allein

Wie ein Film werden unsere Gedanken sein

Kehrt um, kehrt um.

Last die Zeit nicht vergehen

Bald werden wir vor unserm Richter stehen.

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Come Jesus come 

Daily Souls pray: Come, Lord Jesus come

Even as did John the beloved on Patmos isle.

Watching our world plagued by sorrow and sin,

Knowing that Christ alone will bring.

Order and Solace to dear mother earth,

To rally the souls of heavenly worth

Wiping the tears from many a face.

Show to the faithful his bounteous grace

Christ’s admonition!

No man knows the hour of my coming

The Father alone knows when I shall appear.

No! not even the angels at heaven’s gate

So, please be patient and prayerfully wait.

Not like the five virgins unprepared

 As at midnight the Bridegroom’s Party appeared.

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                                                                         All Souls

All Souls have come to earth to choose

The Person they would be,

To rise above earth petty things

 Or dwell in misery.

Yes, all Souls come to earth to search

The Person they would be,

For all must search the hidden depth

That holds life mystery.

All Souls have come to earth to glean

The Person they would be,

In each Soul lies the unseen power

To turn that sacred key.

Yes, all Souls come to earth to find

The Person they would be,

To hide in darkness or to shine,

For all the world to see.

All Souls have come to earth to show

The Person the y would be,

                                To chain their own immortal Souls                                                                                                      

                                        Or keep their conscience free.

                                     Yes, all Souls come to earth to show              

                                            The Person they would be

                                          To win or lose, to rise or fall,

                                              Lord help our Eyes to see.

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                       Eagles don’t fly with sparrows, Fishes don’t build a nest

  It’s good to know that for nature and men.

                                                God’s laws attest to be best.

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                          Beyond the dark clouds of trouble and strife

                         Hide glorious visions of splendour and light.

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                                         Not who you are-nor what you plan

Is worthy in our Fathers eyes

But he who valiantly will stand

And faithful battles till the end

Will gain the noblest price.