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Jesus, Jesus, Jesus Only

Author: Ludaemilie Elisabeth of Schwarzburg-Rudolstadt Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #178 (1930) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Topics: The Means of Grace The Redeemer Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Jesus, Jesus only Can my heartfelt longing still. Without Him my soul is lonely, He alone shall rule my will. With my hopes on Jesus built, Cries my heart: Lord, as Thou wilt. 2 'Tis for Him that I am living, Him I love and wish to see, Unto Him I am but giving What in love He gave to me. In His blood I hide my guilt, Saying: Lead me as Thou wilt. 3 Let me earnestly endeavor Thy good pleasure to fulfill; In me, through me, with me ever, Lord, accomplish Thou Thy will. Call me not until I'm built In Thy likeness, as Thou wilt. 4 With my voice to Thee uplifted, I would praise Thy wondrous love. May my thankful heart be gifted With sweet music from above, Lauding Thee, whose blood was spilt, Saying ever: As Thou wilt. Languages: English Tune Title: VIGGO

The King Of Love My Shepherd Is

Author: H. W. Baker Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #189 (1930) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Topics: The Means of Grace The Redeemer Lyrics: 1 The King of love my Shepherd is, Whose goodness faileth never; I nothing lack if I am His. And He is mine forever. 2 Where streams of living water flow My ransomed soul He leadeth, And, where the verdant pastures grow, With food celestial feedeth. 3 Perverse and foolish, oft I strayed, But yet in love He sought me And on His shoulder gently laid, And home, rejoicing brought me. 4 In death's dark vale I fear no ill With Thee, dear Lord, beside me; Thy rod and staff my comfort still, Thy Cross before to guide me. 5 Thou spread'st a table in my sight; Thine unction grace bestoweth; And O, what transport and delight From Thy pure chalice floweth! 6 And so through all the length of days Thy goodness faileth never; Good Shepherd! may I sing Thy praise Within Thy house forever. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: DOMINUS REGIT

What Is The World To Me

Author: Georg M. Pfefferkorn, 1646-1732; H. Brueckner Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #195 (1930) Meter: 6.7.6.7.6.6.6.6 Topics: The Means of Grace The Redeemer Lyrics: 1 What is the world to me With all its vaunted pleasure, If I but Thee may own, Lord Jesus, for my Treasure? Thou only, dearest Friend, My Fount of joy shalt be; To Thee I look for rest -- What is the world to me? 2 The world would fain be praised By men of wealth and power, But never ponders well How soon shall pass their hour; What I shall glory in Is Jesus, only He; His praise alone I seek-- What is the world to me? 3 The world is wont to crave The things that mammon offers, Yet never feels content Tho' gold fill all its coffers; I know a higher Good, In Jesus I can see A sweet content in store-- What is the world to me? 4 The world is wont to grieve When out of honor cheated, Or when its idle fame Has sorely been depleted; But I shall bear reproach, And this my boast shall be: I suffer for my Lord-- What is the world to me? 5 The world its tainted joy Is evermore extolling, Though while on pleasure bent, From grace it may be falling. Let him who loves the world Its boon companion be; I love my Lord and God-- What is the world to me? 6 What is the world to me? Are not its treasures waning? In Jesus I alone A crown of joy am gaining; He is my wealth, my all, I shall His kingdom see In yonder realms of bliss-- What is the world to me? Languages: English Tune Title: MUNICH

Christ, Of Holiness The Fountain

Author: H. Brueckner; Bartholomaeus Crasselius Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #199 (1930) Meter: Irregular Topics: The Means of Grace The Redeemer First Line: Christ, of holiness the Fountain! Lyrics: 1 Christ, of holiness the Fountain! As crystal waters from the mountain, So doth Thy cleansing grace descend. All the cherubim in glory, And seraphim of sacred story, Compared to Thee no brightness lend. Thou my example be And mold me after Thee, Blessed Savior! O Jesus true, help me to do Thy holy will each day anew. 2 Christ, submissive, unrebelling, And in Thy Father's will e'er dwelling, Obeying Him thro'out Thy life,-- Even so, in fullest measure, Would I perform Thy will and pleasure And overcome all inner strife. May I submissive be, That, modeled after Thee, O my Savior, God's will I do each day anew, While I my duty's path pursue. 3 Christ, all gentleness possessing, And patient e'er in woes distressing, No vengeance wreaking on the foe, Thou wast meek, tho' zealous ever, And all Thy zeal impelled Thee never Beyond the rightful bounds to go. My Savior, help Thou me A gentle soul to be. Blessed Jesus, My heart imbue with meekness true. Yet ev'ry day my zeal renew. 4 Christ, O Son of God most holy, Thou didst become a servant lowly, No honors seeking of Thine own. In humility transcending, To lowly service gladly bending, No haughty mien of Thine is known. Lord Jesus, help Thou me To pattern after Thee, Who art lowly, Let me each day pursue Thy way, And make me humble, Lord, I pray. 5 Make me then, O dearest Savior, Thine image in my whole behavior, That I Thy holiness may share. Let Thy Spirit, Lord, pervade me And by His inner promptings aid me The noble fruits of faith to bear. Lord Jesus, draw Thou me E'er nearer unto Thee; O my Savior, With all things best may I be blest, And where Thou art find perfect rest. Languages: English Tune Title: AWAKE, ARISE

Lamp of Our Feet, Whereby We Trace

Author: Bernard Barton Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #221 (1926) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Means of Grace The Word Lyrics: 1 Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace Our path when wont to stray; Stream from the fount of heav'nly grace, Brook by the trav'ler's way. 2 Bread of our souls, whereon we feed, True manna from on high; Our guide and chart, wherein we read Of realms beyond the sky; 3 Pillar of fire through watches dark, Or radiant cloud by day; When waves o'erwhelm our tossing bark, Our anchor and our stay: 4 Word of the ever-living God, Will of His glorious Son; Without Thee, how could earth be trod, Or heaven itself be won? 5 Lord, grant us all aright to learn The wisdom it imparts; And to its heavenly teaching turn With simple, childlike hearts. Amen. Scripture: Exodus 14:19-20 Languages: English Tune Title: EVAN

The Death of Jesus Christ, Our Lord

Author: Haquin Spegel Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #234 (1926) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Lyrics: 1 The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord, We celebrate with one accord; It is our comfort in distress, Our heart's sweet joy and happiness. 2 He blotted out with His own blood The judgment that against us stood; He full atonement for us made, And all our debt He fully paid. 3 That this is so and ever true He gives an earnest, ever new, In this His holy Supper, here We taste His love, so sweet, so near. 4 For His true body, as He said, And His true blood, for sinners shed, I this communion we receive: His sacred Word we do believe. 5 A precious food is this indeed. It never faileth; such we need. A heavenly manna for our soul, Until we safely reach our goal. 6 Then blest is every worthy guest Who in this promise findeth rest, For Jesus will in love abide With those who do in Him confide. 7 O sinner, come with true intent To turn to God and to repent, To live for Christ, to die to sin, And thus a holy life begin. 8 Who does unworthy here appear, Does not believe, nor is sincere, Salvation here will never find. May we this warning bear in mind. 9 O Jesus Christ, our Brother dear, Unto Thy cross we now draw near; Thy sacred wounds indeed make whole A wounded and afflicted soul. 10 Help us sincerely to believe That we Thy mercy do receive, And in Thy grace do find our rest, Amen. He who believes is blest. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MEIN SEEL, O HERR, MUSS LOBEN DICH

Deck Thyself, My Soul, with Gladness

Author: Benjamin Schmolck; Miss Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #246 (1926) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Lyrics: 1 Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness, Come into the day-light's splendor, There with joy thy praises render Unto Him, whose grace unbounded Hath this wondrous banquet founded; High o'er all the earth He reigneth, Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth. 2 Hasten as a bride to meet Him, And with loving reverence greet Him, For with words of life immortal Now He knocketh at thy portal; Open wide the gates before Him, Saying, while thou dost adore Him, "Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee, And I nevermore will leave Thee." 3 He who costly goods desireth To obtain, much gold requireth; But to freely give the treasure Of Thy love is Thy good pleasure, For on earth there is no coffer Which as payment we might offer For this cup Thy blood containing, And this manna on us raining. 4 Ah! how hungers all my spirit For the love I do not merit! Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging, Thought upon this food with longing; In the battle, well-nigh worsted, For this cup of life have thirsted, For the Friend who here invites us And to God Himself unites us. 5 Sun, who all my life dost brighten, Light, who dost my soul enlighten, Joy, the sweetest man e'er knoweth, Fount, whence all my being floweth, At Thy feet I cry, my Maker, Let me be a fit partaker Of this blessed food from heaven, For our good, Thy glory, given. 6 Lord, Thy fervent love hath driven Thee to leave Thy throne in heaven, For us on the cross to languish, And to die in bitter anguish, To forgo all joy and gladness, And to shed Thy blood in sadness, Which we drink now; grant that never We forget Thy love, dear Saviour! 7 Jesus, Bread of Life, I pray Thee, Let me gladly here obey Thee; By Thy love I am invited, Be Thy love with love requited; From this banquet let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep love's treasure; Through the gifts Thou here dost give me As Thy guest in heaven receive me. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH, O LIEBE SEELE

I love the volume of Thy Word

Author: Watts Hymnal: Church Book #308 (1890) Topics: The Means of Grace The Word of God Lyrics: 1 I love the volume of Thy Word: What light and joy these leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way; Thy fear forbids my feet to stray; Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 From the discoveries of Thy Law The perfect rules of life I draw; These are my study and delight: Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that hath the furnace passed Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3 Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis Thy blessed Gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. 4 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read Thy Book of grace And book of nature not in vain. Scripture: Psalm 19 Languages: English Tune Title: SWISS TUNE

Jesus, Master of the Feast

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: Church Book #333 (1890) Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Master of the Feast, The Feast itself Thou art! Now receive Thy every guest, And comfort every heart! Give us living Bread to eat, Manna that from heaven comes down; See us waiting at Thy feet, And make Thy favor known. 2 In this earthly wilderness Thou hast a table spread, Richly filled with every grace Our fainting souls can need: Still sustain us by Thy Love, Still Thy servants' strength repair Till we reach Thy courts above, And feast for ever there. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. BARNABAS

Sweet is the work, my God, my King!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #506 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Means of Grace Public Worship Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King! To praise thy name give thanks and sing; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest: No mortal cares shall seize my breast; My heart shall triumph in the Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word. 3 And I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refin'd my heart, When doubts and fears no more remain, To break my inward peace again. 4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desir'd, or wish'd below; And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ In the eternal world of joy.