|Text:||God Himself Is With Us|
|Translator:||Frederick W. Foster|
1 God himself is with us:
let us now adore him,
and with awe appear before him.
God is in his temple -
all within keep silence,
prostrate lie with deepest rev'rence.
Him alone God we own,
him, our God and Savior;
praise his name forever.
2 God himself is with us:
hear the harps resounding!
See the crowds the throne surrounding!
"Holy, holy, holy" -
hear the hymn ascending,
angels, saints, their voices blending!
Bow thine ear to us here:
hear, O Christ, the praises
that thy church now raises.
3 O thou fount of blessing,
purify my spirit;
trusting only in thy merit,
like the holy angels
who behold thy glory,
may I ceaselessly adore thee,
and in all, great and small,
seek to do most nearly
what thou lovest dearly.
|First Line:||God himself is with us|
|Title:||God Himself Is With Us|
|Author:||Gerhardt Tersteegen (1729)|
|Translator:||Frederick W. Foster (1789; alt.)|
|Translator:||John Miller (1789; alt.)|
|Topic:||The Church: The Opening of Worship; God: Abiding Presence; Reverence|
|Composer:||Joachim Neander (1680; alt. 1990)|