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Af Høiheden oprunden er

Hymnal: Kirkesalmebog #140 (1893) Topics: Første Juledag Til Ottesang og Høimesse; First Christmas Day High Mass; Jesus-Salmer; Jesus Hymns; Aarvaagenhed; Hellig Tre Kongers Dag Til Hoimesse; Holy Three Kings Day High Mass; Mariæ Bebudelses Dag Til Hoimesse; Annunciation High Mass; 20 Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Hoimesse; Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Af Høiheden oprunden er En Morgenstjerne klar og skjær Af Sandhed og af Naade; Du Jesse Rod og Davids Kvist, Min Hjertens Brudgom, Jesu Krist, Mig fryder overmaade! Liflig, Venlig, Mild og kjærlig, Stor og herlig, Rig paa Gaver, Lys og Liv i dig jeg haver. 2 Eia, min Skat og Krone skjøn, Guds og Jomfru Marias Søn, O du høibaarne Konning! Du Lilje i mit Hjerte-Skrin, Dit hellig' Ord og Hilsen din Er sød kom Melk og Honning. Guds Blomst Din Komst, Hosianna! Himlens Manna Vi fornemme, Aldrig kan jeg dig forglemme. 3 Du klare Ædelstenen min, Lad skinne i mit Hjerte ind Din Ild og Elskovs Flamme, Gud glæde mig og give vist, Jeg være maa en Livsens Kvist Alt paa dit Legems Stamme! Til dig Saart mig Længes komme, Himlens Blomme! Suk jeg sender, Rækker til dig Hu og Hænder! 4 Min Sjæl i Gud da fryder sig, Naar du til mig ser mildelig Med dig Miskundheds Øie. O Herre Krist, hvor du er god, Dit Ord, din Aand, dit Legem, Blod Mig Salighed tilføie! Drag mig, Tag mig, Giv mig Arme Naadens Varme! Jeg er Bruden, Paa dit Ord jeg kommer buden. 5 Gud Fader min i Himmerig, Før Verden var, du elskte mig Udi din Søn den kjære, Og han har selv jo valgt mig ud, Og han er Brudgom, jeg er Brud, O Herre Gud, for Ære! Eia, Eia! Himlens Glæder Jeg tiltræder, Snart han fører Bruden hjem, som ham tilhører! 6 Stem op, og syng en Brudesang! Lad Strengeleg og Harpeklang Af Hjertens Lyst nu lyde, Thi med min Jesu skal jeg gaa, Og ham til Brudgom skal jeg faa, Det skal mig evig fryde! Synger, Leger, Jubilerer, Triumferer, Naaber Kjære: Stor er Herren til Guds Ære! 7 Hvor hjerteglad er jeg da nu! Mig Et og Alt er Jesus, du, Mit Ophav og min Ende; Mig vil du dag jo til din Pris Optage i dit Paradis, Thi klapper jeg i Hænde! Amen, Amen! Kom min glæde! Jeg er rede, Dryg ei længe, Al min Hu ved dig mon hænge. Languages: Norwegian

Af Høiheden oprunden er

Author: F. Nicolai; H. C. Sthen; Landstad Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #140 (1897) Topics: Første Juledag Til Ottesang og Høimesse; First Christmas Day High Mass; Jesus-Salmer; Jesus Hymns; Aarvaagenhed; Anden Søndag i Advent Til Aftensang; Second Sunday in Advent For Evening; Anden Juledag Til Aftensang; Second Christmas Day For Evening; Hellig Tre Kongers Dag Til Hoimesse; Holy Three Kings Day High Mass; Mariæ Bebudelses Dag Til Hoimesse; Annunciation High Mass; 20 Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Hoimesse; Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Af Høiheden oprunden er En Morgenstjerne klar og skjær Af Sandhed og af Naade; Du Jesse Rod og Davids Kvist, Min Hjertens Brudgom, Jesu Krist, Mig fryder overmaade! Liflig, Venlig, Mild og kjærlig, Stor og herlig, Rig paa Gaver, Lys og Liv i dig jeg haver. 2 Eia, min Skat og Krone skjøn, Guds og Jomfru Marias Søn, O du høibaarne Konning! Du Lilje i mit Hjerte-Skrin, Dit hellig' Ord og Hilsen din Er sød kom Melk og Honning. Guds Blomst Din Komst, Hosianna! Himlens Manna Vi fornemme, Aldrig kan jeg dig forglemme. 3 Du klare Ædelstenen min, Lad skinne i mit Hjerte ind Din Ild og Elskovs Flamme, Gud glæde mig og give vist, Jeg være maa en Livsens Kvist Alt paa dit Legems Stamme! Til dig Saart mig Længes komme, Himlens Blomme! Suk jeg sender, Rækker til dig Hu og Hænder! 4 Min Sjæl i Gud da fryder sig, Naar du til mig ser mildelig Med dig Miskundheds Øie. O Herre Krist, hvor du er god, Dit Ord, din Aand, dit Legem, Blod Mig Salighed tilføie! Drag mig, Tag mig, Giv mig Arme Naadens Varme! Jeg er Bruden, Paa dit Ord jeg kommer buden. 5 Gud Fader min i Himmerig, Før Verden var, du elskte mig Udi din Søn den kjære, Og han har selv jo valgt mig ud, Og han er Brudgom, jeg er Brud, O Herre Gud, for Ære! Eia, Eia! Himlens Glæder Jeg tiltræder, Snart han fører Bruden hjem, som ham tilhører! 6 Stem op, og syng en Brudesang! Lad Strengeleg og Harpeklang Af Hjertens Lyst nu lyde, Thi med min Jesu skal jeg gaa, Og ham til Brudgom skal jeg faa, Det skal mig evig fryde! Synger, Leger, Jubilerer, Triumferer, Naaber Kjære: Stor er Herren til Guds Ære! 7 Hvor hjerteglad er jeg da nu! Mig Et og Alt er Jesus, du, Mit Ophav og min Ende; Mig vil du dag jo til din Pris Optage i dit Paradis, Thi klapper jeg i Hænde! Amen, Amen! Kom min glæde! Jeg er rede, Dryg ei længe, Al min Hu ved dig mon hænge. Languages: Norwegian Tune Title: [Af Høiheden oprunden er]

A tow'r of strength our God is still!

Author: Dr. Martin Luther Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #144 (1908) Topics: Twenty First Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 A tow'r of strength our God is still! A mighty shield and weapon; He is our help from all the ill That hath us now o'ertaken. The old bitter foe Now means deadly woe: Deep guile and great might Are his dread arms in fight, On earth is not his equal. 2 With might of ours here naught is done, Our loss were soon effected: But for us fights the Valiant One, Who God Himself elected. Ask you: "Who is He?" Christ Jesus: here see Great Sabaoth's Lord! There is no other God: His is the field forever. 3 Though devils all the world should fill, All watching to devour us, We tremble not, we fear no ill, They cannot overpower us. This world's prince may still Scowl fierce as he will, He can harm us none, For he is judged—undone; One little Word o'erthrows him. 4 The Word of God they shall let stand And not a thank have for it, Here Christ Himself leads the command With His great gifts and Spirit; And take they our life, Goods, fame, child and wife, When their worst is done, They yet have nothing won; The kingdom ours remaineth. Languages: English Tune Title: EIN FESTE BURG IST UNSER GOTT

God is love: His mercy brightens

Author: Sir John Bowring, LL. D. Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #171 (1908) Topics: First Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 God is love: His mercy brightens All the path in which we rove; Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens: God is Wisdom, God is Love. 2 Time and change are busy ever, Man decays and ages move; But His mercy waneth never; God is wisdom, God is love. 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth, Will His changeless goodness prove; From the gloom Him brightness streameth; God is wisdom, God is love. 4 He with earthly care entwineth Hope and comfort from above; Everywhere His glory shineth; God is wisdom, God is love. Languages: English Tune Title: TALMAR (Chester-Dorrnance)

The abyss of many a former sin

Author: Joseph of the Studium; John Mason Neale Hymnal: Church Book #359 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: First Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 The abyss of many a former sin Encloses me, and bars me in: Like billows my transgressions roll;-- Be Thou the Pilot of my soul! And to salvation’s harbor bring, Thou Saviour and Thou glorious King! 2 My Father’s heritage abused, Wasted by lust, by sin misused; To shame and want and misery brought, The slave to many a fruitless thought: I cry to Thee, who lovest men, O pity and receive again! 3 In hunger now, no more possest Of that my portion bright and blest, The exile and the alien see, Who yet would fain return to Thee! And save me, Lord, who seek to raise, To Thy dear Love the hymn of praise! 4 With that saved thief my prayer I make, Remember for Thy mercy’s sake! With that poor publican I cry, Be merciful, O God most high! With that lost prodigal I fain Back to my home would turn again! 5 Mourn, mourn, my soul, with earnest care, And raise to Christ the contrite prayer:— O Thou who freely wast made poor, My sorrows and my sins to cure, Me, poor of all good works, embrace, Enriching with Thy boundless grace! Languages: English Tune Title: MACCABAEUS

Sing praise to God who reigns above

Author: Johann Jacob Schutz; Frances Elizabeth Cox Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #365 (1908) Topics: First Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Sing praise to God who reigns above, The God of all creation, The God of pow'r, the God of love, The God of our salvation; With healing balm my soul He fills, And ev'ry pain and sorrow stills: To God all praise and glory! 2 The angel host, O King of kings, Thy praise forever telling, In earth and sky all living things Beneath Thy shadow dwelling, Adore the wisdom which could span, And power which formed, Creation's plan: To God all praise and glory! 3 What God's almighty power hath made, His gracious mercy keepeth; By morning dawn or evening shade, His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth; Within the kingdom of His might, Lo, all is just and all is right: To God all praise and glory! 4 I cried to God in my distress, His mercy heard me calling; My Savior saw my helplessness And kept my feet from falling; For this, Lord, praise and thanks to Thee! Praise God, I say, praise God with me! To God all praise and glory! 5 When every earthly hope has flown From sorrow's sons and daughters, Our Father from His heavenly throne, Beholds the troubled waters; And at His Word the storm is stayed, Which made His children's heart afraid; To God all praise and glory! 6 Thus all my pilgrimage along I'll sing aloud Thy praises, That men may hear the grateful song My voice unwearied raises: Be joyful in the Lord, my heart! Both soul and body, bear your part: To God all praise and glory! Languages: English Tune Title: SPERATUS (Sei Lob und Ehr' den höchsten Gut)

Amid the world's deceitful cares

Author: L. P. Gothus; J. O. Wallin Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #391 (1913) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7.8.7 Topics: The Church Year First Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year First Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Amid the world's deceitful cares Thou dost not heed how unawares Thy day of life is ending! Secure thou livest, strong and wise, The world pursuing, 'tis the prize For which thou art contending:-- O man, O man! the end draws near! Thy life thou art expending! 2 While here thou toilest at thy best, Death comes, an uninvited guest-- His summons is appalling-- The most secure awakes with fears, And for the wise no way appears, The strongest then is falling:-- O man, O man! Death thee and all Away from earth is calling! 3 When sounds the voice: "The soul of thee, This very night required shall be!" Thou to the grave art tending-- Vain is resistance--vain thy nay-- For treat thou must that downward way Which none is reascending: O man, O man! from danger flee, Thy soul to God commending! 4 For if thou shouldst the whole world gain And lose thy soul, all were in vain, No gain is thee afforded! Thy works are counted at God's throne, And thou shalt reap what thou hast sown, O man, O man! thy peril know! 'Tis in God's word recorded! 5 Wide is the gate, and broad the way, That to destruction leads astray, The many yet pursue it; The narrow gate and narrow way Leads unto life and bliss for aye, And few be they that find it: O man, O man! O care betimes For thine immortal spirit! 6 Awake! awake! repent and pray! By faith prepare thyself each day To die in peace unfearing! The Christ embrace, thy sins deplore, The naked clothe, and feed the poor, By works thy faith declaring! O man, O man! before thy God Thou soon shalt have a hearing! 7 In alms, in works put not thy trust, But do thou pray: My God most just, Thy mercy I am needing! Out of the deep I cry to Thee; O judge me not be just decree! Thy mercy I am pleading! O Savior Christ! O Savior Christ! For me be interceding! Tune Title: [Amid the world's deceitful cares]

Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee

Author: J. H. Gurney Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #392 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Church Year First Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year First Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee, And plead to be forgiven, So let Thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for heaven. 2 Help us through good report and ill Our daily cross to bear, Like Thee to do our Father’s will, Our brethren’s grief to share. 3 Let grace our selfishness expel, Our earthliness refine, And kindness in our being dwell As free and true as Thine. 4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly, And grief’s dark day come on, We in our turn would meekly cry, "Father, Thy will be done." 5 Should friends misjudge, or foes defame, Or brethren faithless prove, Then, like Thine own, be all our aim To conquer them by love. 6 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, Forgiving and forgiven, O may we lead the pilgrim’s life And follow Thee to heaven. Tune Title: [Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee]

With all my heart I love Thee, Lord

Author: M. Schalling Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #393 (1913) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.8.8.4.8.8 Topics: The Church Year First Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year First Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 With all my heart I love Thee, Lord; Forsake me not, but still afford Thy ready help and favor: The world,--its joys delight me not, Nor earth nor heaven could be my lot, Wert Thou not mine forever. And should my heart with sorrow break, Thyself my portion I will make, My trust, my heart's delight, my all, Whose blood redeemed me from the fall: Lord Jesus Christ! My God and Lord! Thy gracious name Preserve me from eternal shame. 2 My body, soul, and all I have Are Thine, O Lord, to keep and save, In this our life of sadness: I pray Thee, grant me daily grace, To use each gift to thy sole praise, For others' good and gladness: From doctrine false, from error wild, From Satan's lies, protect Thy child! My soul with Thy whole strength prepare, My cross in meekest love to bear: Lord Jesus Christ! My God and Lord! Thy gracious name Preserve me from eternal shame. 3 My soul let Thine own angels dear, To Abram's bosom bear and cheer, When she her flight is taking: My body, in its chamber still, Securely keep from wrong and ill, Till earth's last great awaking: Then raise me, Lord, to be with Thee, That these mine eyes with joy may see, O Son of God, Thy glorious face. My Savior, and my fount of grace! Lord Jesus Christ, Thy servant hear! hear, I implore, That I may praise Thee evermore! Tune Title: [With all my heart I love Thee, Lord]

My God, I love Thee, not because

Author: Francis Xavier; Edward Caswell Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #405 (1908) Topics: First Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 My God, I love Thee, not because I hope for heav'n thereby; Nor yet because who love Thee not Must burn eternally. 2 Thou, O my Jesus, Thou didst me Upon the cross embrace; For me didst bear the nails and spear, And manifold disgrace, 3 And griefs and torments numberless, And sweat of agony, Yea, death itself; and all for one That was Thine enemy. 4 Then why, O blessed Savior, Christ, Should I not love Thee well? Not for the hope of winning heav'n, Nor of escaping hell; 5 Not with the hope of gaining aught, Not seeking a reward; But solely for Thy love to me, O ever-loving Lord? 6 E’en so I love Thee, and will love, And in Thy praise will sing, Alone because Thou art my God, And my eternal King. Languages: English Tune Title: BELMONT