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"No God For Me!" The Fool Exclaims

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9838 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 "No God for me!" the fool exclaims, And half believes the wish he frames. ’Twere well there was no God for them, Whom God exists but to condemn. 2 Plunged in the desperate depths of sin, Debased without, corrupt within, What wonder men should wish to fly An awful omnipresent eye? 3 Yet Jesus from His throne above Holds out the scepter of His love, And offers peace to them, to all That contrite at His feet will fall. 4 Rise, Sun of righteousness, and fling A brighter morning from Thy wing; The mourner cheer, the captive free, And win Thy wanderers all to Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ERHALT UNS, HERR

See The Old Dragon From His Throne

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10623 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 See the old dragon from his throne Sink with enormous ruin down! Banished from Heav’n, and doomed to dwell Deep in the fiery gloom of hell! 2 Ye heav’ns with all your hosts, rejoice: Ye saints, in consort lend your voice; Approach your Lord’s victorious seat, And tread the foe beneath your feet. 3 But whence a conquest so divine Gained by such feeble hands as mine? Or whence can sinful mortals boast O’er Satan and his rebel host? 4 ’Twas from Thy blood, Thou slaughtered lamb, That all our palms and triumphs came; The cross, thy spear inflicts the stroke, By which the monster’s head is broke. 5 Thy faithful Word our hope maintains Through all our combat and our pains; The accents of Thy heav’nly breath Thy soldiers bear through wounds and death. 6 Triumphant Lamb, in worlds unknown, With transport round Thy radiant throne, Thy happy legions, all complete, Shall lay their laurels at Thy feet. Languages: English Tune Title: ERHALT UNS, HERR

In Vain The Savior's Mightiest Foes

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10790 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: In vain the Savior’s mightiest foes Lyrics: 1 In vain the Savior’s mightiest foes Conspire His kingdom to oppose, Crushed like the potter’s brittle store, And scattered, to unite no more. 2 Sinners! awake: ye fools! be wise; From sin’s delusive dreams arise; Behold your Savior, seek His face, And kiss the scepter of His grace. 3 O, lest ye perish from the way That leads to realms of endless day; Lest fierce the threatening storm descend, And on your heads its fury spend. 4 If, yet but kindly in His breast, His wrath the guilty soul arrest, How blest are they who serve the Lord, Who hear His voice, and trust His Word! Languages: English Tune Title: ERHALT UNS HERR

Again We Keep This Solemn Fast

Author: St. Gregory the Great, ca. 540-604; Peter J. Scagnelli, b. 1949; John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Hymnal: Glory and Praise (3rd. ed.) #266 (2015) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Liturgical Year Ash Wednesday; The Liturgical Year Lent (Sundays and Weekdays) Scripture: Joel 2:12-18 Languages: English Tune Title: ERHAL UNS, HERR

Lord, keep us in Thy Word and work

Author: Dr. M. Luther; Dr. J. Jonas Hymnal: Hymns of the Evangelical Lutheran Church #18 (1886) Lyrics: 1 Lord, keep us in Thy Word and work, restrain the murderous Pope and Turk, who fain would tear from off Thy throne Christ Jesus, Thy beloved Son. 2 Lord Jesus Christ, Thy power make known, For Thou art Lord of lords alone; Shield Thy poor Christendom, that we May evermore sing praise to Thee. 3 Thou Comforter of priceless worth Give one mind to Thy flock on earth, Stand by us in our final strife, And lead us out of death to life. 4 Destroy their counsels, Lord our God, And smite them with an iron rod, And let them fall into the snare Which for Thy Christians they prepare. 5 So that at last they may perceive That, Lord our God, Thou still dost live, And dost deliver mightily All those who put their trust in Thee. Topics: The Church Year Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, keep us in Thy Word and work]

He Reigns!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2320 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: He reigns! the Lord, the Savior reigns Lyrics: 1. He reigns! the Lord, the Savior reigns; Praise Him in evangelic strains; Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, And distant islands join their voice. 2. Deep are His counsels, and unknown, But grace and truth support His throne; Through gloomy clouds His ways surround, Justice is their eternal ground. 3. In robes of judgment, lo! He comes, Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs; Before Him burns devouring fire; The mountains melt, the seas retire. 4. His enemies, with sore dismay, Fly from the sight, and shun the day; Then lift your heads, ye saints on high, And sing for your redemption’s nigh. Languages: English Tune Title: SPIRES

Extended on a Cursèd Tree

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1399 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Extended on a cursed tree, Besmeared with dust, and sweat, and blood, See there, the King of Glory see! Sinks and expires the Son of God. 2. Who, who, my Savior, this hath done? Who could Thy sacred body wound? No guilt Thy spotless heart hath known, No guile hath in Thy lips been found. 3. I, I alone, have done the deed! 'Tis I Thy sacred flesh have torn; My sins have caused Thee, Lord, to bleed, Pointed the nail, and fixed the thorn. 4. The burden, for me to sustain Too great, on Thee, my Lord, was laid; To heal me, Thou hast borne my pain; To bless me, Thou a curse wast made. 5. In the devouring lion's teeth, Torn, and forsook of all, I lay; Thou sprang'st into the jaws of death, From death to save the helpless prey. 6. Savior, how shall I proclaim? How pay the mighty debt I owe? Let all I have, and all I am, Ceaseless to all Thy glory show. 7. Too much to Thee I cannot give; Too much I cannot do for Thee; Let all Thy love, and all Thy grief, Graven on my heart for ever be! 8. The meek, the still, the lowly mind, O may I learn from Thee, my God, And love, with softest pity joined, For those that trample on Thy blood! 9. Still let Thy tears, Thy groans, Thy sighs, O'erflow my eyes, and heave my breast, Till loose from flesh and earth I rise, And ever in Thy bosom rest. Languages: English Tune Title: SPIRES

Let God, The God Of Battle, Rise

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14452 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Let God, the God of battle, rise, And scatter His presumptuous foes; Let shameful rout their host surprise, Who spitefully His power oppose. 2 As smoke in tempest’s rage is lost, Or wax into the furnace cast; So let the sacrilegious host Before His wrathful presence waste. 3 But let the servants of His will His favor’s gentle beams enjoy; Their upright hearts let gladness fill, And cheerful songs their tongues employ. 4 To Him your voice in anthems raise; Jehovah’s awful name He bears: In Him rejoice, extol His praise, Who rides upon high-rolling spheres. 5 He, from His empire of the skies, To this low world compassion draws, The orphan’s claim to patronize, And judge the injured widow’s cause. 6 ’Tis God who from a foreign soil Restores poor exiles to their home, Makes captives free; and fruitless toil Their proud oppressors’ righteous doom. 7 ’Twas so of old, when Thou didst lead In person, Lord, our armies forth: Strange terrors through the desert spread, Convulsions shook th’astonished earth. 8 The breaking clouds did rain distill, And heav’n’s high arches shook with fear; How then should Sinai’s humble hill Of Israel’s God the presence bear? 9 Thy hand, at famished earth’s complaint, Relieved her from celestial stores; And when Thy heritage was faint, Assuaged the drought with plenteous showers. 10 Where savages had ranged before, At ease Thou mad’st our tribes reside; And, in the desert, for the poor, Thy generous bounty did provide. 11 When God His gracious word sent forth, To make His chosen glad, Numbers from east, south, west, and north The joyful tidings spread. 12 Great kings of armies fled apace, And met a fatal soil; While those that stayed at home, with ease And pleasure shared the spoil. 13 Though ye among the pots have lain, Like doves shall ye appear, With silver wings and gold divine, From dross and mixture clear. 14 When God the potent kings expelled From Canaan at His will, The whiteness of His robes excelled The snow of Salmon’s hill. 15 The hill of God, His chosen seat, On Zion’s mount is found: Not Bashan’s hill can boast such state, Nor all the hills around. 16 Ye lofty hills, why leap ye so? This is the hill of God: Here He hath chose to dwell, and lo! Here is His fixed abode. 17 His chariots numberless; His powers Are heav’nly hosts, that wait His will: His presence now fills Sion’s towers, As once it honored Sinai’s hill. 18 Ascending high, in triumph Thou Captivity hast captive led; And on Thy people didst bestow The spoil of armies, once their dread. 19 E’en rebels shall partake Thy grace, And humble proselytes repair To worship at Thy dwelling place, And all the world pay homage there. 20 We bless the Lord, the just, the good, Who fills our hearts with heav’nly food; Who pours His blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies. 21 He sends His sun His circuit round, To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground; He bids the clouds with plenteous rain Refresh the thirsty earth again. 22 Tis to His care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death: Safety and health to God belong; He heals the weak, and guards the strong, 23 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of His love; But the wide difference that remains, Is endless joy, or endless pains. 24 The Lord that bruised the serpent’s head, On all the serpent’s seed shall tread, The stubborn sinner’s hope confound, And smite Him with a lasting wound. 25 But His right hand His saints shall raise From the deep earth or deeper seas, And bring them to His courts above; There shall they taste His special love. 26 For benefits each day bestowed, Be daily His great name adored; Who is our Savior and our God, Of life and death the sovereign Lord. 27 Who, mounted on the loftiest sphere Of ancient heav’n, sublimely rides; From whence His dreadful voice we hear, Like that of warring winds and tides. 28 Ascribe ye power to God most high Of humble Israel He takes care; Whose strength, from out the dusky sky, Darts shining terrors through the air. 29 How dreadful are the sacred courts, Where God has fixed His earthly throne! His strength His feeble saints supports, To God give praise, and Him alone. Languages: English Tune Title: SPIRES

Ein reines Herz, Herr, schaff' in mir

Author: Heinrich Georg Neuß Hymnal: Schulgesangbuch für höhere Lehranstalten (Ausgabe für Rheinland und Westfalen) #56 (1898) Languages: German Tune Title: [Ein reines Herz, Herr, schaff' in mir]

Hold oppe, Gud, hos os dit Ord

Author: Luther; Landstad Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #29 (1897) Lyrics: 1 Hold oppe, Gud, hos os dit Ord Lad det faa Overmagt paa Jord Mod dem, som Krist, din Søn, vor Sol, Vil støde fra hans Kongestol! 2 Lad sees, Herre Krist dit Verk, At du er fremfor alle sterk, Forsvar din arme Kristenhed Dit Navn til Pris i Evighed! 3 Gud Helligaand, du Trøster sand, Giv enig Tro i alle Land! Stat med os i vor sidste Nød, Giv os i Gud en salig Død! Topics: Sædvanlige Salmer til Høimesse Efter Prædiken; Common Hymns for High Mass After Preaching; Kirken; The Church; Anden Søndag etter Hellig Tre-Kongers Dag Til Aftensang; Second Sunday after Holy Three Kings Day For Evening; Femte Søndag efter Hellig Tre-Kongers Dag Til Hoimesse; Fifth Sunday after Holy Three Kings Day High Mass Languages: Norwegian Tune Title: [Hold oppe, Gud, hos os dit Ord]