Por para së gjithash kërkoni mbretërinë e Perëndisë dhe drejtësinë e tij dhe të gjitha këto gjëra do t'ju shtohen.
Maar soek eers die koninkryk van God en sy geregtigheid, en al hierdie dinge sal vir julle bygevoeg word.
Apan maoy unaha ninyo pagpangita ang gingharian ug ang pagkamatarung gikan sa Dios, ug unya kining tanang mga butanga igadugang ra kaninyo.
Tra..ite stoga najprije Kraljevstvo i pravednost njegovu, a sve ce vam se ostalo dodati.
Men søger først Guds Rige og hans Retfærdighed, så skulle alle disse Ting gives eder i Tilgift.
Trachtet am ersten nach dem Reich Gottes und nach seiner Gerechtigkeit, so wird euch solches alles zufallen.
Vaan etsikää ensin Jumalan valtakuntaa ja hänen vanhurskauttansa, niin myös kaikki tämä teille annetaan.
Cherchez premièrement le royaume et la justice de Dieu; et toutes ces choses vous seront données par-dessus.
Pito nou chache bay bagay peyi Wa ki nan syèl la premye plas nan lavi nou, chache viv jan Bondye vle l' la anvan. Lè sa a, Bondye va ban nou tout lòt bagay sa yo tou.
Maar zoekt eerst het Koninkrijk Gods en Zijn gerechtigheid, en al deze dingen zullen u toegeworpen worden.
Hanem keressétek elõször Istennek országát, és az õ igazságát; és ezek mind megadatnak néktek.
Jadi, usahakanlah dahulu supaya Allah memerintah atas hidupmu dan lakukanlah kehendak-Nya. Maka semua yang lain akan diberikan Allah juga kepadamu.
But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.
Engari matua rapua tona rangatiratanga, me ana mea tika; a ka tapiritia enei mea katoa ma koutou.
Men søk først Guds rike og hans rettferdighet, så skal I få alt dette i tilgift!
Mas buscai primeiro o seu reino e a sua justiça, e todas estas coisas vos serão acrescentadas.
Mas buscad primeramente el reino de Dios y su justicia, y todas estas cosas os serán añadidas.
Bali, zingatieni kwanza Ufalme wa Mungu na matakwa yake, na hayo mengine yote mtapewa kwa ziada.
Nhöng tröôùc heát, haoy t..m kieám nöôùc Ñöùc Chuùa Trôøi vaø söï coâng b..nh cuûa Ngaøi, th.. Ngaøi seo cho theâm caùc ngöôi moïi ñieà u aáy nöoa.
quaerite autem primum regnum et iustitiam eius et omnia haec adicientur vobis
I'd like to meet:
Despite our efforts to keep Him out, God intrudes.
The life of Jesus is bracketed by two impossibilities:
a virgin's womb and an empty tomb.
Jesus entered our world through a door marked 'NO ENTRANCE'
and left through a door marked 'NO EXIT.'
God breaks into this world,
even when He is unexpected and unwelcome.
God joins us in our weakest and worst moments.
There is a Divine Intruder in our midst.
Music:
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Movies:
Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine;
Living with Jesus, a new life divine;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine,
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
Moment by moment I’m kept in His love;
Moment by moment I’ve life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
Never a trial that He is not there,
Never a burden that He doth not bear,
Never a sorrow that He doth not share,
Moment by moment, I’m under His care.
Moment by moment I’m kept in His love;
Moment by moment I’ve life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
Never a heartache, and never a groan,
Never a teardrop and never a moan;
Never a danger but there on the throne,
Moment by moment He thinks of His own.
Moment by moment I’m kept in His love;
Moment by moment I’ve life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
Never a weakness that He doth not feel,
Never a sickness that He cannot heal;
Moment by moment, in woe or in weal,
Jesus my Savior, abides with me still.
Moment by moment I’m kept in His love;
Moment by moment I’ve life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
Television:
Take time to be holy, speak oft with thy Lord;
Abide in Him always, and feed on His Word.
Make friends of God’s children, help those who are weak,
Forgetting in nothing His blessing to seek.
Take time to be holy, the world rushes on;
Spend much time in secret, with Jesus alone.
By looking to Jesus, like Him thou shalt be;
Thy friends in thy conduct His likeness shall see.
Take time to be holy, let Him be thy Guide;
And run not before Him, whatever betide.
In joy or in sorrow, still follow the Lord,
And, looking to Jesus, still trust in His Word.
Take time to be holy, be calm in thy soul,
Each thought and each motive beneath His control.
Thus led by His Spirit to fountains of love,
Thou soon shalt be fitted for service above.
Books:
Early, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek Thy face;
My thirsty spirit faints away
Without Thy cheering grace.
So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky,
Long for a cooling stream at hand,
And they must drink or die.
I've seen Thy glory and Thy power
Through all Thy temple shine;
My God, repeat that heav'nly hour,
That vision so divine.
Not all the blessings of a feast
Can please my soul so well,
As when Thy richer grace I taste,
And in Thy presence dwell.
Not life itself, with all her joys,
Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice,
As Thy forgiving love.
Thus till my last expiring day
I'll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.
HOLY BIBLE
Holy Bible, Word divine,
I will make thy teachings mine
That my life may richer be
By the wisdom gained from thee.
Holy Bible, thou wilt be
Also chart to show to me
What is wrong and what is right,
What is darkness, what is Light.
Word of God, I know thou art,
Of my life be thou a part;
Of my being, take control--
Not in part, but of the whole.
Heroes:
Jesus, I am coming home today, for
I have found there’s joy in Thee alone;
From the path of sin I turn away; now
I am coming home.
Jesus, I am coming home today,
Never, never more from Thee to stray;
Lord, I now accept Thy precious promise,
I am coming home.
Many years my heart has strayed from Thee, and
Now repentant to Thy throne I come;
Jesus opened up the way for me; now
I am coming home.
Jesus, I am coming home today,
Never, never more from Thee to stray;
Lord, I now accept Thy precious promise,
I am coming home.
O the misery my sin has caused me,
Naught but pain and sorrow I have known;
Now I seek Thy saving grace and mercy;
I am coming home.
Jesus, I am coming home today,
Never, never more from Thee to stray;
Lord, I now accept Thy precious promise,
I am coming home.
Fully trusting in Thy precious promise,
With no righteousness to call my own,
Pleading nothing but the blood of Jesus,
I am coming home.
Jesus, I am coming home today,
Never, never more from Thee to stray;
Lord, I now accept Thy precious promise,
I am coming home.
Now I seek the cross where Jesus died! For
All my sins His blood will still atone,
Flowing o’er till ev’ry stain is covered;
I am coming home.
Jesus, I am coming home today,
Never, never more from Thee to stray;
Lord, I now accept Thy precious promise,
I am coming home.
The idea that God forgets my sins isn't very reassuring to me.
After all, what if He suddenly remembered?
In any case, only imperfection can forget,
and God is perfect.
"For I will be merciful to their unrighteousness,
and their sins and their iniquities will I remember no more."
(Hebrews 8:12)
God doesn't say He'll forget our sins--
He says He'll remember them no more!
His promise not to remember them ever again is stronger
than saying He'll forget them.
Now that reassures me
Face to face with Christ, my Savior,
Face to face—what will it be,
When with rapture I behold Him,
Jesus Christ Who died for me?
Face to face I shall behold Him,
Far beyond the starry sky;
Face to face in all His glory,
I shall see Him by and by!
Only faintly now I see Him,
With the darkened veil between,
But a blessed day is coming,
When His glory shall be seen.
Face to face I shall behold Him,
Far beyond the starry sky;
Face to face in all His glory,
I shall see Him by and by!
What rejoicing in His presence,
When are banished grief and pain;
When the crooked ways are straightened,
And the dark things shall be plain.
Face to face I shall behold Him,
Far beyond the starry sky;
Face to face in all His glory,
I shall see Him by and by!
Face to face—oh, blissful moment!
Face to face—to see and know;
Face to face with my Redeemer,
Jesus Christ Who loves me so.
Face to face I shall behold Him,
Far beyond the starry sky;
Face to face in all His glory,
I shall see Him by and by!
Daily, daily, sing the praises
Of the city God hath made;
In the beauteous fields of Eden
Its foundation stones are laid.
O that I had wings of angels,
Here to spread and heavenward fly!
I would seek the gates of Zion,
Far beyond the starry sky.
All the walls of that dear city
Are of bright and burnished gold;
It is matchless in its beauty,
And its treasures are untold.
O that I had wings of angels,
Here to spread and heavenward fly!
I would seek the gates of Zion,
Far beyond the starry sky.
In the midst of that dear city
Christ is reigning on His seat,
And the angels swing their censers
In a ring about His feet.
O that I had wings of angels,
Here to spread and heavenward fly!
I would seek the gates of Zion,
Far beyond the starry sky.
From the throne a river issues,
Clear as crystal, passing bright,
And it traverses the city
Like a sudden beam of light.
O that I had wings of angels,
Here to spread and heavenward fly!
I would seek the gates of Zion,
Far beyond the starry sky.
There the forests ever blossom,
Like our orchards here in May;
There the gardens never wither,
But eternally are gay.
O that I had wings of angels,
Here to spread and heavenward fly!
I would seek the gates of Zion,
Far beyond the starry sky.
There the meadows green and dewy
Shine with lilies wondrous fair;
Thousand, thousand, are the colors
Of the waving flowers there.
O that I had wings of angels,
Here to spread and heavenward fly!
I would seek the gates of Zion,
Far beyond the starry sky.
There the wind is sweetly fragrant,
And is laden with the song
Of the seraphs, and the elders,
And the great redeemèd throng.
O that I had wings of angels,
Here to spread and heavenward fly!
I would seek the gates of Zion,
Far beyond the starry sky.
O I would my ears were open
Here to catch that happy strain!
O I would my eyes some vision
Of that Eden would attain!
O that I had wings of angels,
Here to spread and heavenward fly!
I would seek the gates of Zion,
Far beyond the starry sky.
"Abba, Father!" We approach Thee
In our Savior's precious Name;
We, Thy children, here assembled,
Now Thy promised blessing claim;
From our sins His blood hath washed us,
'Tis through Him our souls draw nigh,
And Thy Spirit, too, hath taught us,
"Abba, Father," thus to cry.
Once as prodigals we wandered
In our folly far from Thee,
But Thy grace, o'er sin abounding,
Rescued us from misery;
Thou Thy prodigals hast pardoned,
Kissed us with a Father's love,
Spread the festive board, and called us,
E'er to dwell with Thee above.
Clothed in garments of salvation,
At Thy table is our place,
We rejoice, and Thou rejoicest,
In the riches of Thy grace;
"It is meet," we hear Thee saying,
"We should merry and be glad,
I have found My once lost children,
Now they live who once were dead."
"Abba, Father!" all adore Thee,
All rejoice in Heav'n above,
While in us they learn the wonders
Of Thy wisdom, grace, and love;
Soon before Thy throne assembled,
All Thy children shall proclaim,
"Glory, everlasting glory,
Be to God and to the Lamb!"
The Babe in Bethlem's manger laid,
In humble form so low,
By wond'ring angels is surveyed,
Thro' all His scenes of woe.
Nowell, Nowell—
O sing a Savior's birth:
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to Heav'n.
A Savior! sinners all around
Sing, shout the wondrous word;
Let every bosom hail the sound,
A Savior! Christ the Lord.
Nowell, Nowell—
O sing a Savior's birth:
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to Heav'n.
For not to sit on David's throne
With worldly pomp and joy,
He came for sinners to atone,
And Satan to destroy.
Nowell, Nowell—
O sing a Savior's birth:
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to Heav'n.
To preach the word of life divine,
To give the living bread,
To heal the sick with hand benign,
And raise to life the dead.
Nowell, Nowell—
O sing a Savior's birth:
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to Heav'n.
He preached, He suffered, bled and died,
Uplift 'twixt earth and skies;
In sinners' stead was crucified,
For sin a sacrifice.
Nowell, Nowell—
O sing a Savior's birth:
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to Heav'n.
Well may we sing the Savior's birth,
Who need the grace so giv'n,
And hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to Heav'n.
Nowell, Nowell—
O sing a Savior's birth:
All hail His coming down to earth,
Who raises us to Heav'n.
Only a Sinner, Saved by Grace
