ࡱ>  Root Entry( Jr嗖MatOST嗖嗖MMMN0 ND ( JrMicrosoft Works MSWorksWPDoc9qCompObjU!Fbd:OQp'yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy'DG`{ +-Hd * , F yyST  .8888=/d8 t8JT His Kingdom Now Is Here! The Lord, our God, arose, oh tell to all wholl hear, His victory we must disclose, His Kingdom now is here! He is the Lord of all, God of the universe, to all wholl listen to His call, forgiveness Hell disperse. In pain He bore our sin, He gave His life for all. And by His grace will bring us in, to His celestial ball. Our greatest Friend is He, Who offered His own life, so we one day with Him can be, eternally alive. Yes, He arose, rejoice, and loud hosannas sing, to Him we now may raise our voice, to Him our tribute bring. Adrian Vermeulen-Miller 1 O Lord, to Thee I cry; Thou art my Rock and Trust; O be not silent, lest I die And slumber in the dust. O hear me when in prayer Thy favor I entreat; Hear, while I lift imploring hands Before Thy mercy seat. O draw me not away With those of evil will; With them who speak of peace indeed, But still are plotting ill. Requite them for their wrong, Their evil deeds, O Lord; O give them then their just desert, And to their deeds reward. Thy deeds they disregard, Thy handiwork despise; And therefore Thou wilt cast them down And never let them rise. But blessd be the Lord Who hearkens when I cry; The Lord, my Strength, my Help, my Shield, On Him will I rely. His help makes glad my heart, And songs of praise I sing; Jehovah is His peoples Strength, The Stronghold of their king. Bless Thine inheritance, Our Savior be, I pray; Supply Thou all Thy peoples need, And be their constant Stay. 2 O perfect life of love! All, all is finished now; All that He left His throne above To do for us below. No work is left undone Of all the Father willed; His toil, His sorrows, one by one, The Scripture have fulfilled. No pain that we can share But He has felt its smart; All forms of human grief and care Have pierced that tender heart. And on His thorn crowned head, And on His sinless soul, Our sins in all their guilt were laid, That He might make us whole. In perfect love He dies; For me He dies, for me; O all atoning Sacrifice, I cling by faith to Thee. In every time of need, Before the judgment throne, Thy work, O Lamb of God, Ill plead, Thy merits, not my own. Yet work, O Lord, in me, As Thou for me hast wrought; And let my love the answer be To grace Thy love has brought. .a yuyuou$  .0Khqqkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk !-Hl $Idfyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyssss 6Zrtyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!Fbd:OQp'yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy'DG`{ +-Hd * , F yyF _ y & D c yyyyyyyyyy yyyy 'F Times New Roman =/=/d