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Wake, awake, for night is flying
Author: Miss Winkworth; Dr. Philip Nicolai Appears in 216 hymnals Topics: Death and Eternity Heaven; Advent, First Sunday; Easter Season, Fourth Sunday; Twenty Seventh Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Wake, awake, for night is flying,
The watchmen on the heights are crying;
Awake, Jerusalem, at last!
Midnight hears the welcome voices,
And at the thrilling cry rejoices:
Come forth, ye virgins, night is past!
The Bridegroom comes, awake,
Your lamps with gladness take;
Hallelujah!
And for His marriage feast prepare,
For ye must go to meet Him there.
2 Zion hears the watchmen singing,
And all her heart with joy is springing,
She wakes, she rises from her gloom;
For her Lord comes down all glorious,
The strong in grace, in truth victorious,
Her Star is risen, her Light is come!
Ah come, Thou blessed Lord,
O Jesus, Son of God,
Hallelujah!
We follow till the halls we see
Where Thou hast bid us sup with Thee.
3 Now let all the heavens adore Thee,
And men and angels sing before Thee,
With harp and cymbal's clearest tone;
Of one pearl each shining portal,
Where we are with the choir immortal,
Of angels round Thy dazzling throne;
No eye has seen, nor ear
Hath yet attained to hear
What there is ours.
But we rejoice, and sing to Thee
Our hymns of joy eternally.
Used With Tune: WACHET AUF, RUFT UNS DIE STIMME
Wake, awake, for night is flying
What are these in bright array
Author: James Montgomery Appears in 378 hymnals Topics: Death and Eternity Heaven; Easter Season, Fourth Sunday; Twenty Sixth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 What are these in bright array,
This innumerable throng,
Round the altar night and day
Hymning one triumphant song?
"Worthy is the Lamb, once slain,
Blessing, honor, glory, power,
Wisdom, riches to obtain,
New dominion every hour."
2 These through fiery trials trod;
These from great affliction came;
Now, before the throne of God,
Sealed with His Almighty Name,
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor-palms in every hand,
Through their dear Redeemer's might,
More than conquerors they stand.
3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed;
Them the Lamb amidst the throne
Shall to living fountains lead:
Joy and gladness banish sighs;
Perfect love dispels all fears;
And for ever from their eyes
God shall wipe away the tears. Used With Tune: HOLLINGSIDE
What are these in bright array
Jerusalem the golden
Author: Bernard de Morlaix; John Mason Neale Meter: 7.6 Appears in 922 hymnals Topics: Death and Eternity Heaven; Easter Season, Fourth Sunday; Twenty Sixth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, the golden,
With milk and honey blest,
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest:
I know not, O I know not,
What social joys are there!
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare!
2 And when I fain would sing them
My spirit fails and faints,
And vainly would it image
The assembly of the saints.
They stand, those halls of Zion,
Conjubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
And all the martyr throng:
3 There is the Throne of David;
And there, from care released,
The song of them that triumph,
The shout of them that feast;
And they who, with their Leader,
Have conquered in the fight,
For ever and for ever
Are clad in robes of white!
Used With Tune: EWING
Jerusalem the golden
Brødre! vender eders Blikke
Author: M. B. Landstad Appears in 4 hymnals Topics: Niende Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Aftensang; Ninth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Evening; Opholdelsen; Tillid; Trust; Fjerde Søndag efter Hellig Tre-Kongers Dag Til Hoimesse; Fourth Sunday after Holy Three Kings Day High Mass; 10 Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Aftensang; Tenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening; 20 Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Aftensang; Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening; 21 Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Aftensang; Twenty-first Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening; Særlige Salmer Mission for Jøderne; Special Hymns Mission for the Jews Lyrics: 1 Brødre! vender eders Blikke
Hen til Jøde-Folkets Brøst,
Og forhærder Hjertet ikke,
Naar I høre Herrens Røst!
Der det hed til dem: idag,
De foragtede Guds Sag,–
Se! han lader sig ei spotte,
Sjunkne ere Zions Slotte.
2 O hvor blind, og hvor forhærdet,
Arme Israel, du var!
Dybt bedrøvet og forfærdet,
Staar enhver, som Hjerte har;
Tungt at tænke, saart at se
Er vor Herres Jesu Ve,
Blodig Kors og Tornekrone
Der, hvor han til Synd forsone.
3 Men der ere svundne Tider,
Lange, tunge Tider hen,
Maaske, Herre, nu omsider
De modtage dig som Ven!
Kom ihu den gamle Pagt,
Kom endnu i Aandens Magt,
Skab af Salems haarde Stene
En bodfærdig Magdalene!
4 Blodig var den Vantros Brøde,
Syndeskaalen meer end fuld,
Var de end som Purpur røde,
Kan du to dem hvid' som Uld!
O, min Frelser og min Gud,
Gak endnu i Ørken ud,
Bær det tabte Faar tilbage,
Himlens Glæde dig ledsage!
Brødre! vender eders Blikke
Gud har fra Evighed givet sin Søn os til Herre
Author: H. Kampmann; Landstad Appears in 6 hymnals Topics: Attende Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Høimesse; Eighteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass; Fjerde Søndag i Advent Til Hoimesse; Fourth Sunday in Advent High Mass; 18 Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Hoimesse; Eighteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Gud har fra Evighed givet sin Søn os til Herre,
Stort er hans Navn, og høilovet det evig skal være;
Himmel og Jord
Lover ham, lyder hans Ord,
Herren er han til Guds Ære!
2 Frygter ei, Kristne! med Kraft han vil værge sit Rige,
Helvedes Porte forgjæves imod det skal krige;
Hvad han har bygt,
Staar paa en Klippe saa trygt,
Fienden med Skamme maa vige.
3 Ud over Jorden og indtil dens yderste Ender
Hilsen og Budskab om Fred og om Naade han sender;
Vide skal hver,
Jesus Guds Salved er,
Saligt det Hjerte, ham kjender.
4 Kommer til Hobe fra Verdens de fjerneste Lande,
Herrens Gjenløste, hans Magt og Hans Miskund at sande!
Siger dit ud,
Jesus, vor Herre og Gud,
Drog os af Dødsdybets Vande!
5 Kommer, I Arme, som til ham med Taarer har bedet,
I Sønderknuste i Aanden, som han har helbredet,
Sørgendes Hær,
Siger og synger enhver:
Jesus vort Hjerte har glædet!
6 Høit over Himlenes Himle han throner, den Herre;
Jorderig raabe med Glæde og give ham Ære!
Synger i Kor!
Lad os med Idræt og Ord
Palmee og Salmer ham bære!
Gud har fra Evighed givet sin Søn os til Herre
O Holy Ghost, descend, we pray
Author: Michael Schirmer Appears in 8 hymnals Topics: Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Holy Ghost descend, we pray,
Abide with us from day to day,
Thy temple deign to make us!
Let Thy bright beams, thou heav'nly Light,
Dispel the darkness of our night,
To joy and gladness wake us;
That we
To Thee
Truly living,
To Thee giving
Pray'r unceasing,
Still may be in love increasing.
2 Give to Thy Word impressive power
That in our hearts, from this good hour,
As fire it may be glowing;
That we may Thee the Father, Son,
And Spirit, on one common throne,
Confess, Thy glory showing.
O stay
And sway
Our souls ever,
That they never
May forsake Thee,
But by faith their refuge make Thee.
3 Thou Fountain whence all wisdom flows
Which God on pious hearts bestows,
Grant us Thy consolation,
that in our pure faith's unity,
We faithful witnesses may be
Of grace that brings salvation.
Hear us,
Cheer us
By Thy teaching,
Let our preaching
And our labor
Praise the Lord and bless our neighbor.
4 Direct us by Thy counsel still,
That we may understand Thy will;
We err unless Thou guide us.
O grant us constancy, that we
May ever faithful prove to Thee,
Whatever woes betide us.
Descend,
Defend
From all errors
And earth's terrors;
Be our healing,
Jesus' love and peace revealing.
5 Thy grace sustain, pervade our heart,
That we may act the valiant part
With Thee as our reliance;
Be Thou our Captain and our Shield,
That we may never quit the field,
But bid the foe defiance.
Heed us!
Speed us!
O'er us hover
As our Cover;
Thy Salvation
Be our constant consolation.
6 O mighty Rock, O source of Life,
Let Thy dear Word, 'mid doubt and strife,
Be so within us burning
That we be faithful unto death,
In Thy pure love and holy faith
From Thee true wisdom learning!
Thy fire
Inspire
Quick'ning savor,
That with favor
Our behavior
May confess Christ as our Savior.
7 O gentle Dew, from heav'n now fall
With power upon the hearts of all,
Thy tenderness instilling;
That heart to heart more closely bound,
Fruitful in kindly deeds be found,
The law of love fulfilling!
No ill
Shall fill
Hearts that love Thee
And approve Thee;
Where Thou livest,
Peace, good will, and joy Thou givest,
8 Grant that our days, while life shall last,
In humble holiness be passed;
Our minds fill with Thy leaven,
That they may rise o'er things of earth,
The hopes and joys that here have birth,
And live in joys of heaven.
Sustain,
Restrain
From offences
Hearts and senses;
Blessed Spirit!
Bid us thus true life inherit. Used With Tune: NICOLAI (WIE SCHÖN LEUCHTET DER MORGENSTERN) Text Sources: Tr. Composite, 1880
O Holy Ghost, descend, we pray
Som tørstige Hjort monne skrige
Author: Grundtvig Appears in 5 hymnals Topics: Fjortende Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Høimesse; Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Tredje Søndag i Advent Til Høimesse; Third Sunday in Advent; Ordinary Prayer Day; Fourth Sunday after Easter; Syttende Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Høimesse; Seventeenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Ansegtelse og Trøst; Occupation and Comfort; Almindelig Bededag Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Anden Tekstrækkes Lektie; Fjerde Søndag efter Paaske Til Høimesse -Til Tredje Tekstrækkes Evangelium Lyrics: 1 Som tørstige Hjort monne skrige
Alt efter det rindende Væld,
Saa monne og efter dig hige,
O Herre, min tørstige Sjæl;
Thi du er den levende Kilde,
Og drikke saa gjerne jeg vilde
For aldrig at Tørste igjen.
2 De Dage og Nætter henskride,
Og Sjælen kun lædskes med Graad,
Af Sorgen jeg Hænder maa vride,
Jeg veed ingen Frelse og Raad,
Ak, naar vil dog Gud sig forbarme?
Ak, naar maa jeg Usle og Arme
Indgange for Herren at staa?
3 Jeg er udi Hjertet saa bange,
De Afgrunde ligge saa nær,
Og paa deres Rand maa jeg gange,
Det er kun en jammerlig Færd;
Jeg svimler, mig Rædsel nedknuger,
Mig Afgrunden visselig sluger–
O Herre, o hør mine Skrig!
4 Du er jo min Saligheds Klippe,
Paa dig har jeg bygget mit Hus;
Ak, vilde du glemme og glippe,
Da synker det straks udi Grus;
At bryde de skummende Vover,
Og, medens du tøver og sover,
De lukke sig over min Sjæl.
5 Naar andre til Kirke mon gange,
Da sidder jeg her udi Vraa,
De kvæde saa liflige Sange,
Men jeg maa ei høre derpaa,
Min Sang er at sukke og klage;
Saa skride de hellige Dage
For mig, som de søkne–i Kval.
6 Dog, hvi vil, min Sjæl, du forsage,
Hvi bøies, hvi bruser du saa?
Lad skride de Nætter og Dage,
Og bi paa din Gud, som du maa!
Engang skal den Morgen oprinde,
Da frelst du, saa glad udi Sinde,
Skal takke og love din Gud.
7 Hans Lys og hans Sandhed skal føre
Mig op til hans Tempel i Fred,
Der Ordet mit Hjerte skal røre.
Og glemme jeg skal, hvad jeg led;
Ja selv skal jeg røre min Tunge,
Til Salmer for herren at sjunge
Til Lov og til Pris for min Gud.
Scripture: Psalm 42
Som tørstige Hjort monne skrige
Our God, our Help in ages past
Author: Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,258 hymnals Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Our God, our Help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our Shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal Home!
2 Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.
4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust:
"Return, ye sons of men;"
All nations rose from earth at first,
And turn to earth again.
5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
6 Like flowery fields the nations stand,
Pleased with the morning light:
The flowers beneath the mower's hand
Lie withering ere 'tis night.
7 Our God, our Help in ages past,
Our Hope for years to come,
Be Thou our Guard while troubles last,
And our eternal Home! Scripture: Psalm 90 Used With Tune: WOBURN
Our God, our Help in ages past
Heavenward still our pathway tends
Author: Frances Elizabeth Cox; Benjamin Schmolk Meter: 7.8.7 Appears in 16 hymnals Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Heavenward still our pathway tends,
Here on earth we are but strangers,
Till our road in Canaan ends,
Safely passed this wild of dangers:
Here we but as pilgrims rove,
For our home is there above.
2 Heavenward still, my soul, ascend!
Thou art one of heaven's creations;
Earth can ne'er give aim or end
Fit to fill thy aspirations;
And a heaven-enlightened mind
Ever turns, its Source to find.
3 Heavenward still! God calls to me,
In His Word so loudly speaking;
Glimpses in that Word I see
Of the home I'm ever seeking;
While my heart that call attends,
Still to heaven my path ascends.
4 Heavenward still my spirit wends,
That fair land by faith exploring;
Heavenward still my heart ascends,
Sun and moon and stars outsoaring:
Their faint rays in vain would try
With the light of heaven to vie.
5 Heavenward still, when life shall close,
Death to my true home shall guide me:
Then, triumphant o'er my woes,
Lasting bliss shall God provide me.
Christ Himself the way has led;
Joyful in His steps I tread.
6 Still then heavenward! heavenward still!
This shall be my watchword ever:
Heaven's delights my heart shall fill,
Chasing joys that filled it never.
Heavenward still my thoughts shall run,
Till the gate of heaven is won. Used With Tune: HOSIANNA, DAVID'S SOHN
Heavenward still our pathway tends
Thou Judge of quick and dead
Author: C. Wesley Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 193 hymnals Topics: Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Thou Judge of quick and dead,
Before whose bar severe,
With holy joy or guilty dread
We all shall soon appear;
Our cautioned souls prepare
For that tremendous day,
And fill us now with watchful care,
nd stir us up to pray:
2 To pray, and wait the hour,
That wondrous hour unknown,
When, robed in majesty and power,
Thou shalt from heaven come down,
The immortal Son of Man,
To judge the human race,
With all Thy Father’s dazzling train,
With all Thy glorious grace.
3 O may we all be found
Obedient to Thy word,
Attentive to the trumpet’s sound,
And looking for our Lord!
O may we thus ensure
A lot among the blest;
And watch a moment to secure
An everlasting rest. Used With Tune: ST. AUGUSTINE
Thou Judge of quick and dead
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