How Shall We Now Live, 2 Choose This Day (5 verses and a chorus)
How Shall We Now Live, 3: Knowing Our Season
How Shall We Now Live, 4: Carpe Logos (Redux+)
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Phyllis Beveridge Nissila
And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, will draw all men unto me. (John 12:32)
Lift Him Up and They Will Come
Some from fear,
others, pain;
some from grots,
others, fame;
one, a child,
another, grown;
one from crowds,
another, lone.
From brick and mortar,
hearts of stone,
from wilderness and
broken home;
male and female,
Jew and Greek,
pilgrims all, both proud
and meek.
For young and old
do always seek
what list’ners hear
and blind eyes see…
And then are others
gone ahead
to show the way
where Jesus bled–
for love flows still,
beck’ning yet–
until that day when
none are left.
Old tell new
He is the Light,
Who, for you,
was crucified;
He is the pearl, the coin,
the crown,
by faith, through grace,
our par’dise found.
For nothing here,
no gain or shine,
could pay the price–
yours and mine–
so Jesus did,
lift’d in our stead;
salvation’s cost
for us
He bled.
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. (John 3:16)
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