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Gracias mil ofrezco a Ti

Author: Andrés Meléndez, n. 1902; Ernst Christoph Homburg, 1605-1681 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: Cristo, vida del viviente Topics: El Año Cristiano Cuaresma; Santa Comunión; Acción de Gracias; Thanksgiving; Christian Year Lent; Holy Comunion Used With Tune: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN

Arise, My Soul, Sing Joyfully

Author: Johann von Rist Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Text Sources: The Lutheran Hymnal, Australia, 1973 (tr.)
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For Constant Christian Friendship

Author: Paul Gerhardt; J. Kelly Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Jesus! Thou, my dearest Brother Lyrics: Jesus! Thou, my dearest Brother, Who dost well to me intend, Thou mine Anchor, Mast, and Rudder, And my truest Bosom-Friend. To Thee, ere was earth or heaven, Had the race of man been given; Thou, e’en me, poor guest of earth, Chosen hadst before my birth. Thou art free from guile, Lord! ever Innocent of all that’s base; But on this sad earth whenever I in meditation gaze, There I find deception living; Who excelleth in deceiving, Who the best dissemble can, He’s the best and wisest man. Hollow and unfaithful ever Is the friendship of the earth; Seemeth she a man to favour? ’Tis but for the gold he’s worth; Are we prosp’rous, do we flourish? She will smile on us, and nourish; Doth misfortune o’er us low’r? She forsakes us in that hour. Drive away from me, and shield me From such instability; If I, Father, have defil’d me (For I also human be) With this mire, and did I ever Falsehood love, oh! now deliver. All my guilt I own to Thee, Patience give, and grace to me! May I ne’er be overtaken By the evils Thou hast said Come on those who’ve truth forsaken, And with wares deceptive trade; For Thou sayest Thou disownest, As abomination shunnest, Ev’ry hypocrite’s false mood, Who talks, but doth not the good. May my heart be constant ever, Faithful still to every friend; When to grief Thou dost deliver Them, and ’neath the cross they bend, May I even then ne’er shun them, But like unto Thee, Lord, own them, Who, when we were poor and bare, Tended’st us with fondest care. After Thy will, Saviour, give me One in whom I may confide, Who will faithful counsel give me When my heart is sorely tried; To whom I may freely utter All I feel, with nought to fetter, In the measure I may need, ’Till my heart from care is freed. Oh! let David’s bliss betide me, Give to me a Jonathan Who will come and stand beside me Like a rock, though every man From my company should sever, Who his heart will give me ever, Who’ll stand firm in every hour, When sun shines or tempests low’r. Out of all the men who’re living, Choose me a believing friend, Who to Thee is firmly cleaving, On Thine arm doth aye depend; Who may by Thy will relieve me, Help and comfort ever give me, Help, from sympathizing heart, Comfort, when I feel grief’s smart. When ’tis only the mouth loveth, Then the love is ill bestow’d; Whose love but to good words moveth While he keeps a hateful mood, Whom self-interest rules ever, Who when honey falls, stays never, But escapeth speedily,— Ever far be such from me! In my weakness and my sinning, Move my friend to speak to me, By his words of kindness winning, Never as an enemy. Who reproves in love and sadness Is like him, in days of gladness, Who pours balsam over me That by Jordan floweth free. Riches great were I possessing, Priceless were my property; Jesus! did Thy hand such blessing Graciously bestow on me, Were such friend, Lord! ever near me, By His constancy to cheer me; Who doth honour Thee, and fear He hath such a treasure near. Good friends like to staves are ever, Whereon men lean as they go, That the weak one can deliver, When he slides and lieth low: Sad his case who such ne’er knoweth, Who through life all friendless goeth, Weary is his lonely way, When he falls, to help who stay? Gracious Saviour! let it please Thee, Be my Friend in every hour, Be my Friend, till death release me, Be my faithful Staff of pow’r! When Thou to Thyself wilt bind me, Then a heart Thou soon wilt find me, By Thy Holy Spirit fir’d With good thoughts to me inspir’d. Paul Gerhardt’s Spiritual Songs, 1867

The Bereaved Father Comforts Himself Concerning his Now Sainted Son

Author: Paul Gerhardt; J. Kelly Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Mine art thou still, and mine shalt be

God's Own Child, I Gladly Say It

Author: E. Neumeister, 1671-1756; R. E. Voelker Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Baptism of Jesus Scripture: 1 John 2:28 Used With Tune: JESU MEINES LEBENS
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Love, the fount of light from heaven

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Love, the fount of light from heaven, Is the root and source of life; Therefore God’s decrees are given With His loving-kindness rife. As our Savior God declareth, And the Spirit witness beareth, As we in God’s peace do prove, God is light and God is love. 2 Love doth crown the life eternal, Love the brightness is of light, Therefore on His throne supernal Jesus sits in glory bright; He, the Light and Life of heaven, Who Himself for us hath given, Still abides and reigns above In His Father’s boundless love. 3 Love, alone the law fulfilling, Is the bond of perfectness, Love, who came a victim willing, Paid our debt and brought us peace; Therefore love and peace in union Ever grow in sweet communion, That through love we may abide One with Him who for us died. Topics: The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity; God Loving Used With Tune: [Love, the fount of light from heaven]
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Conquering Prince and King of glory

Author: G. Tersteegen Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Conquering Prince and King of glory, Majesty sublimely bright! Heaven and all the heavens adore Thee, Throned above their farthest height. Shall I not, enraptured gazing, At Thy feet fall prostrate, praising, When mine eyes, by faith alight, Mark Thy glory and Thy might? 2 Far on high art Thou ascended, Sitting at Thy Father's right, Pure, seraphic voices blended, Crying, Glory! at the sight. Shall I not fall down before Thee, And with joyful heart adore Thee, When the heavens exultant ring With the triumph of my King? 3 Far and wide Thy brightness spreading Lights the land whose sun Thou art, Nobler bliss and glory shedding On each heavenly spirit's heart. There in highest glory seated, By rejoicing angels greeted; Here, though child of earth, I cry Hallelujah! Lord most high! 4 Of Thy cup shall I be fearful When Thy glory whelms my sight? Shall my courage not be cheerful When I recognize Thy might? Lord, I trust Thee, though Thou slay me; Now, not earth and hell dismay me. Thou my King, my Savior thou, At Thy name alone I bow. 5 Might and spirit now o'erflowing, With Thy power perform Thy word. All Thine enemies o'erthrowing, Make Thy foes Thy footstool, Lord. O'er the earth, O Judah's Lion, Send the scepter out of Zion, Spread Thy sway from sea to sea, Till the earth acknowledge Thee. 6 Throned on high, and all things filling, Thou art with us evermore. Now my soul, with rapture thrilling, Opens wide for Thee its door. Come, O come, Thou King of glory; 'Stablish Thy dominion 'er me; Live in me and reign alone, As upon Thy heavenly throne. 7 Thou ascended, gifts art giving; God and heaven are inly near. By Thee in the Spirit living, I shall stand before Thee there. Alien here to time and senses, Hid in Thee from their offenses; Set in heavenly place with Thee, Jesus, Thou art joy to me. Topics: The Church Year Ascension; The Church Year Ascension Used With Tune: [Conquering Prince and King of glory]
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Mute Are The Pleading Lips Of Him

Author: E. W. Olson; J. O. Wallin Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 6 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Mute are the pleading lips of Him Who hath our cause defended; Love drained the cup filled to the brim, As holiness demanded. The gentle Shepherd here behold, Slain for the sheep lost to His fold: From labor, pain and weeping, Now rests He with the sleeping. 2 But not for aye, O Friend of men, Thou in the grave descendest; A little while, and then again Thy grieving flock Thou tendest. The corn that falls into the earth From darkness unto life springs forth, In season amply giving The life-bread to the living. 3 O Prince of Life, now to the gloom Of earth consigned in sorrow, My life so guide, that in my tomb I wait the blessed morrow. When, freed from worldly strife and care, This mortal frame reposes there, Grant that my deathless spirit The bliss of heav'n inherit. Topics: The Church Year Passion Used With Tune: PLEA
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Lord! Thou Source of All Perfection

Author: Balthazar Muenter Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Lord! Thou source of all perfection, Fountain of eternal love, Fill the famished soul that thirsteth For the waters from above. From all evil passions purge me, In the path of justice urge me, Teach my heart to love but Thee, Thou whoever lovest me. 2 Lord, in Thee I have my being, All I am to Thee I owe, Ev'ry heav'nward aspiration, Ev'ry thought from Thee doth flow; Of Thy goodness and Thy power Blessings daily on us shower; Fount of heav'nly Love Thou art, Spring Thou up within my heart. 3 Blessed stream of our atonement From the cross of Christ that flowed, Fellowship with Him in glory, Hope of all eternal good, On my path His light and leading, And His grace, all grace exceeding,-- All the blessings from above Prompt me to return Thy love. 4 Grant, O God, the power to love Thee Here in truth and holiness, Till my love be full and perfect In the realms of heavenly bliss, When, translated into glory, With Thy countenance shining o'er me, I shall drink with saints above From the well-spring of Thy love. Amen. Topics: Church Year Trinity Season; Sixth Sunday after Easter; Trinty, Second Sunday; Trinity, Eighteenth Sunday; Atonement; Prayer for Love Scripture: Matthew 22:34-46 Used With Tune: TVIFLAN UR MIN SJÄL FÖRSVINNE
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From Depths of Woe

Author: Martin Luther, 1483-1546; Richard Massie, 1800-1887 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 11 hymnals First Line: From depths of woe I raise to Thee Lyrics: 1 From the depths of woe I raise to Thee The voice of lamentation; LORD, turn a gracious ear to me, And hear my supplication. If Thou should be extreme to mark each secret sin and misdeed dark, O who could stand before Thee? O who could stand before Thee? 2 To wash away the crimson stain, grace, grace alone availeth; Our works, alas! are all in vain; in much the best life faileth. No man can glory in Thy sight, all must alike confess Thy might, And live alone by mercy. And live alone by mercy. 3 Therefore my trust is in the LORD, and not in mine own merit; On Him my soul shall rest, His Word upholds my fainting spirit. His promised mercy is my fort, my comfort and my sweet support; I wait for it with patience. I wait for it with patience. 4 What though I wait the live-long night, and ’til the dawn appeareth. My heart still trusteth in His might; it doubteth not, nor feareth; So let the Israelite in heart, born of the Spirit, do his part, And wait ’til God appeareth. And wait ’til God appeareth. 5 Although our sin is great indeed, God's mercies far exceed it; His hand can give the help we need, however much we need it. He is the Shepherd of the sheep who Israel doth guard and keep, And shall from sin redeem him. And shall from sin redeem him. Scripture: Psalm 130 Used With Tune: DEPTHS OF WOE

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