turn your eyes upon Jesus,
look full in his wonderful face,
and the things of earth will grow STRANGELY DIM

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...In the light of His glory and [b]grace[/b]

...[b]Grace[/b] be unto you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ!

...To the praise of the glory of his [b]grace[/b] whereby he has made us accepted in the beloved!

O soul, are you weary and troubled?
No light in the darkness you see?
There’s a light for a look at the Savior,
And life more abundant and free!

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Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.

Through death into life everlasting
He passed, and we follow Him there;
Over us sin no more hath dominion—
For more than conquerors we are!

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His Word shall not fail you—He promised;
Believe Him, and all will be well:
Then go to a world that is dying,
His perfect salvation to tell!

-Words & Music: Helen H. Lemmel

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Ron Halverson

Has the world become STRANGELY DIM to you?
Has all else become trivial?
Is'nt it a wonderful place to be?
O my soul!! What as SAVIOUR, What a friend we have in JESUS!
When none else can understand you! when none else cares!

Jesus lover of my soul

Have you ever thought of those words in that old hymn? STRANGELY DIM.

Not just dim, but, STRANGELY DIM.

Nothing else matters but JESUS!!!

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[b]Christ the Solid Rock[/b]

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.

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On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness seems to hide His face,
[b]I rest on His unchanging grace.[/b]
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

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His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.

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When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

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[i]Words: Ed­ward Mote, cir­ca 1834[/i]