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Jesus, I know, hath died for me

Author: John Andrew Rothe; John Wesley Appears in 33 hymnals Topics: The Order of Salvation Faith and Justification; Sundays in Lent; Lent, First Sunday; Lent, Second Sunday; Lent, Fifth Sunday; Passion Week Lyrics: 1 Jesus, I know, hath died for me; Here is my hope, my joy, my rest; Hither, when hell assails, I flee, I look into my Saviour's breast: Away, sad doubt and anxious fear! Mercy is all that's written there. 2 Though waves and storms go o'er my head, Though strength, and health, and friends be gone; Though joys be withered all and dead, Though every comfort be withdrawn; On this my steadfast soul relies, Father, Thy mercy never dies. 3 Fixed on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail and strength decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth's foundations melt away. Mercy's full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting Love. Used With Tune: ST. MATTHIAS

There's a wideness in God's mercy

Author: Frederick William Faber (1814-1863) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 916 hymnals Topics: Assurance; Atonement; God in grace and mercy; God Love of; Kindness; Proper 15 Year A; Proper 5 Year C; The Fourth Sunday before Advent Year B; The Second Sunday of Lent Year C Lyrics: 1 There's a wideness in God's mercy like the wideness of the sea; there's a kindness in his justice which is more than liberty. There is no place where earth's sorrows are more felt than up in heaven; there is no place where earth's failings have such kindly judgement given. 2 For the love of God is broader than the measure of our mind, and the heart of the Eternal is most wonderfully kind. But we make his love too narrow by false limits of our own; and we magnify his strictness with a zeal he would not own. 3 There is plentiful redemption through the blood that has been shed; there is joy for all the members in the sorrows of the Head. There is grace enough for thousands of new worlds as great as this; there is room for fresh creations in that upper home of bliss. 4 If our love were but more simple, we should take him at his word; and our lives would be all gladness in the joy of Christ our Lord. Scripture: Psalm 103:12-13 Used With Tune: CORVEDALE

One there is above all others

Author: John Newton Meter: 8.7.7 Appears in 689 hymnals Topics: Praise to Christ; Epiphany, Second Sunday; Epiphany, Fifth Sunday; Sundays in Lent; Passion Week; Third Sunday after Trinity; Twelfth Sunday after Trinity; Eighteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 One there is above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend. His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end. They who once His kindness prove, Find it everlasting Love. 2 Which of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed his blood? But this Saviour died to have us Reconciled in Him to God: This was boundless Love indeed: Jesus is a Friend in need. 3 When He lived on earth abaséd, Friend of sinners was His name, Now, above all glory raiséd, He rejoices in the same: Still He calls them brethren, friends, And to all their wants attends. 4 O for grace our hearts to soften! Teach us, Lord, at length to love, We, alas! forget too often What a Friend we have above: But when home our souls are brought, We will love Thee as we ought. Used With Tune: LIEBE DIE DU MICH ZUM BILDE

Jesus! the very thought of Thee

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; Edward Caswall Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,043 hymnals Topics: Communion with Christ; Advent, Third Sunday; Circumcision; Name of Christ; New Years Day; Epiphany, Second Sunday; Epiphany, Third Sunday; Sundays in Lent; Second Sunday after Trinity; Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; Eighteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus! the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills the breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name, O Saviour of mankind! 3 O Hope of every contrite heart, O Joy of all the meek! To those who fall, how kind Thou art, How good to those who seek! 4 But what to those who find? ah, this Nor tongue nor pen can show; The Love of Jesus, what it is, None but His loved ones know. 5 Jesus, our only Joy be Thou! As Thou our Prize wilt be; Jesus, be Thou our Glory now, And through eternity! Used With Tune: REDHEAD, 66

O Morning Star! how fair and bright

Author: Miss Winkworth; Philip Nicolai Appears in 64 hymnals Topics: The Christian Life Love to God and Christ; Advent, Second Sunday; Christmas Day; Sundays in Lent; Lent, Fifth Sunday; Fourth Sunday after Trinity; Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity; Eighteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Morning Star! how fair and bright Thou beamest forth in truth and light! O Sov'reign meek and lowly, Thou Root of Jesse, David's Son, My Lord and Bridegroom, thou hast won My heart to serve Thee solely! Holy art Thou, Fair and glorious, All victorious, Rich in blessing, Rule and might o'er all possessing. 2 Thou Heavenly Brightness! Light Divine! O deep within my heart now shine, And make Thee there an altar! Fill me with joy and strength to be Thy member, ever joined to Thee In love that cannot falter; Toward Thee longing Doth possess me, Turn and bless me, For Thy gladness Eye and heart here pine in sadness. 3 But if Thou look on me in love, There straightway falls from God above A ray of purest pleasure; Thy Word and Spirit, Flesh and Blood, Refresh my soul with heavenly food, Thou art my hidden treasure; Let Thy grace, Lord, Warm and cheer O draw near me; Thou hast taught us Thee to seek since Thou hast sought us! 4 Here will I rest, and hold it fast, The Lord I love is First and Last, The End as the Beginning! Here I can calmly die, for Thou Wilt raise me where Thou dwellest now, Amen! Amen! Come, Lord Jesus, Soon release us, With deep yearning, Lord, we look for Thy returning. Used With Tune: WIE SCHÖN LEUCHT' UNS DER MORGENSTERN

Jesus, still lead on

Author: Jane Borthwick; Nicholas Louis, Count Zinzendorf Meter: 5.5.8 Appears in 290 hymnals Topics: The Christian Life Following Christ; Epiphany, Second Sunday; Sundays in Lent; Passion Week; Easter Season, Thrid Sunday; Easter Season, Fourth Sunday; Fifth Sunday after Trinity; Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus, still lead on, Till our Rest be won! And although the way be cheerless, We will follow, calm and fearless. Guide us by Thy hand To our Fatherland! 2 If the way be drear, If the foe be near, Let not faithless fears o'ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us; For through many a foe To our home we go! 3 When we seek relief From a long-felt grief; When temptations come alluring, Make us patient and enduring: Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more! 4 Jesus, still lead on, Till our Rest be won; Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, console, protect us, Till we safely stand In our Fatherland. Used With Tune: SEELENBRÄUTIGAM

Jesus, Thou art my Righteousness

Author: C. Wesley Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 27 hymnals Topics: The Order of Salvation Faith and Justification; Sundays in Lent; Lent, Second Sunday; Lent, Fifth Sunday; Passion Week; Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Thou art my Righteousness, For all my sins were Thine: Thy Death hath bought of God my peace, Thy life hath made Him mine. 2 For ever here my rest shall be, Close to Thy bleeding side; This all my hope and all my plea: For me the Saviour died. 3 My dying Saviour and my God, Fountain for guilt and sin, Sprinkle me ever with Thy Blood, And cleanse, and keep me lean. 4 The Atonement of Thy Blood apply, Till faith to sight improve; Till hope in full fruition die, And all my soul be love. Used With Tune: ST. MARY'S

Lord, Thine image Thou hast lent me

Author: John Scheffler; John Christian Jacobi Meter: 8.7.7 Appears in 12 hymnals Topics: The Christian Life Love to God and Christ; Sundays in Lent; Second Sunday after Trinity; Fourth Sunday after Trinity; Sixty Sunday after Trinity; Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Lord, Thine image Thou hast lent me, In Thy never-fading Love; I was fallen: but Thou hast sent me Full Redemption from above. Sacred Love, I long to be Thine to all eternity! 2 Love, Thou hast for me enduréd All the pains of death and hell; Nay, Thy sufferings have procuréd More for me than tongue can tell: Love almighty and divine, I would be for ever Thine! 3 Love, my Life, and my Salvation, Light and Truth, eternal Word! Thou alone dost consolation To my sinking soul afford. Sacred Love, I long to be Thine to all eternity! 4 Love in mercy, Thou wilt raise me From the grave of sin and dust; Love, I shall for ever praise Thee, When in heaven among the just; Love almighty and divine, May I be for ever Thine! Used With Tune: LIEBE DIE DU MICH ZUM BILDE

Naar mig min Synd vil krænke

Author: Justus Gesenius; Fr. Rostgaard Appears in 6 hymnals Topics: Tredje Søndag i Faste Til Aftengudstjeneste; Third Sunday in Lent; Søndag Septuagesima Til Høimesse -Til Sekund Tekstrækkes Evangelium; Septuagesima Sunday; Palmesøndag Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Tredje Tekstrækkes Lektie; Palm Sunday; Second Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Second Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Tiende Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Sekund Tekstrækkes Epistel; Tenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Tjuetredje Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Sekund Tekstrækkes Epistel; Twenty third Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Efterfølgelse, Jesu; Obedience of Jesus; Jesus, vor Forsoner; Jesus, Our Atonement; Secund Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Høimesse -Til Sekund Tekstrækkes Evangelium; Secund Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Høimesse -Til Tredje Teksxtækkes Evangelium Lyrics: 1 Naar mig min Synd vil krænke, O søde Jesus Krist, Da lad mig vel betænke, At du korsfastet est, Og al min Syndestraf og Ve Har taget da du døde, Med dig paa Korsets Træ. 2 O hvilke dybe Sager, Hvor undres ei min Sjæl, Man Herren ilde plager Istedet for hans Træl! Den Herre Krist og sande Gud For mig fortabte Synder Har Dødsstraf standet ud! 3 Hvad skulde nu mig skrække Min Synd saa mangeled? Nu Jesus vil mig dække Med sin Retfærdighed. Min Skyld betales med hans Død, Saa at jeg ei tør frygte For Helveds Kval og Glød. 4 Thi siges af mit Hjerte, Min Herre Jesus sød, For al din Angst og Smerte Dig Tak indtil min Død, For dine Saar, din blodig Sved, For din uskyldig Pine, Og for din Kjærlighed! 5 Ak, lad din Pinsels Plage Hver Rime og hvert Sted Mig minde, at forsage Al Synds Begjærlighed, Ja lad mig ei evindelig Forglemme hvad det kosted, Da du forløste mig! 6 Hjælp mig med Taal at bære Mit Kors og al Fortræd, Samt Spot og al Vanære, Som jeg bebyrdes med, At jeg al Verden siger af, Og følger det Eksempel, Som du mig, Jesus, gav. 7 Hjælp, at jeg gjør mod Andre, Som du mod mig har gjort, I Kjærlighed kan vandre, Og ikke agte stort, Hvad jeg hengiver i dit Navn Med en god Hjertens Vilje Til mine Brødres Gavn. 8 Og naar min Død tilstunder, Da lad mig finde Trøst I dine Saar og Vunder, Og tro for ganske vist, At som mit Haab er sat til dig, Saa skal jeg dig bekomme, At se evindelig!

Sover I, hvor kan I sove

Author: Kingo Appears in 6 hymnals Topics: Jesu Pine De sovende Disciple; Passion of Jesus The Sleeping Disciples; Second Sunday in Advent; Third Sunday in Lent; Aarvaagenhed; Alertness; Lunkenhed; Lukewarmness; Anden Søndag I Advent Til Høimesse -Til Anden Tekstrækkes Evangelium; Tredje Søndag I Faste Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Anden Tekstrækkes Lektie Lyrics: 1 Sover I, hvor kan I sove, O I Sjæle-Vægtere! Hvor er eders Tro og Love? Sover I dog aller Tre! Er det Tid at sove nu, Da Guds Søn i Sjæl og Hu Ængstes hart og skjælver bange Som en ussel Dødsens Fange? 2 Kan I ei een Time vaage, Siger Jesus, er det ret, At den Trygheds Søvne-Taage Blinder Sjæl og Øie tæt? Lukker I da Hjertet til, Og med Søvnet slukke vil Al den Angest, Nød og Møie, Som jeg maa ufkyldig døie? 3 Peder, løfterige Peder! Hvor er nu dit Ord og Haand! Sover du, imens jeg sveder, Ængstet udi Sjæl og Aand? Satan vilde sigtet dig, Da jeg bad saa inderlig; Der du var i Havsens Fare, Holdt jeg Pagt, dit Liv at vare. 4 Vidste I den store Fare, Vidste I den store Nød, Saa I kun Ulykkens Snare, Som er lagt til eders Død, O, hvor fik I op at se, Vaage, raabe alle Tre, Bede, at I ikke alle Udi Fristelse henfalde! 5 O, min Jesus, o jeg klager Og bejamrer hjertelig, At mig Sikkerhed indtager Og saa tidt forblinder mig, At, om jeg end en Gang faar Tanker om dit Blod og Saar, Saa gjør Satan, naar det gjælder, At mig Søvnen overvælder. 6 Trende Gange du kun minder, At Disciplene skal se, Jeg ti tusind Gange finder Din Advarsel mer end de, Ligger dog saa lad og blind, Sovner dybt i Synden ind, Vil ei vaage, se og høre, Naar Guds Aand vil Hjertet røre. 7 Væk mig dog, og lad mig ikke Lukt i Døden sove hen! Løs du op min Trygheds Strikke, Søde Jesus Sjæleven! Lad mit Øie altid se Paa din Pine, Nød og Ve, Lad mig midt i Dødsens Taage Paa dig tænke, tro og vaage!