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Comfort, comfort ye my people: Speak ye peace, thus saith our God

Author: Johann G. Olearius Hymnal: Magnify the Lord #20 (2019) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Advent 4 Old Testament; Advent 4 Gospel; Easter 2 Old Testament; Trinity 7 Old Testament; Annunciation Old Testament; St. John Baptist Epistle; St. Luke Old Testament; Advent; Comfort; Patience Languages: English Tune Title: PSALM 42 (FREU DICH SEHR)

Like the golden sun ascending

Author: Thomas Kingo, 1634-1703; J. C. Aaberg Hymnal: Hymns and Hymnwriters of Denmark #26 (1945) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: Like the golden sun ascending In the darkly clouded sky And on earth its glory spending Until clouds and darkness fly, So my Jesus from the grave, From death’s dark, abysmal cave, Rose triumphant Easter morning, Brighter than the sun returning. Thanks, O thanks, to Thee arisen Lord and God Immanuel, That the foe could not imprison Thee within his hell-dark cell. Thanks that Thou didst meet our foe And his kingdom overthrow. Jubilant my spirit raises New Thy never ending praises. Sin and death and every arrow Satan hence may point at me Fall now broken at the narrow Tomb that saw Thy victory; There Thou didst them all destroy Giving me the cup of joy That Thou glorious resurrection Wrought my pardon and protection. Thou wilt hence to life awake me By Thy resurrection power; Death may wound and overtake me, Worms my flesh and bones devour, But I face the threat of death With the sure and joyful faith That its fearful reign was ended When Thy might its portal rended. Blessed Jesus, let the Spirit So imbue my heart with grace That I walk by Thy blest merit And no more the way retrace To the vile and miry pit Where I lay condemned, unfit, Till redeemed to life victorious By Thy resurrection glorious. Languages: English

Comfort, Comfort These My People

Author: Johann Olearius, 1611-84; Catherine Winkworth, 1829-78 Hymnal: Lutheran Worship #28 (1982) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 "Comfort, comfort these my people, Speak of peace!" so says our God. "Comfort these who sit in darkness Groaning under sin's dread rod. To my people I proclaim Pardon now in Jesus' name. Tell them that their sins I cover, That their warfare now is over!" 2 Yes, our sins the Lord will pardon, Blotting out each dark misdeed. All that well deserved his anger He no more will see nor heed. We who languished many a day Under guilt now washed away, We exchange our pining sadness For his comfort, peace, and gladness! 3 Now the herald's voice is crying In the desert far and near, Calling us to true repentance, For the kingdom now is here! Oh, that warning cry obey, Oh, prepare for God a way, Let the valleys rise to meet him, Let the hills bow down to greet him! 4 Straight must be what long was crooked; Make the roughest places plain! Let your hearts be true and humble, Ready for his holy reign! Here the glory of the Lord Stands so graciously revealed That all people see the token That God's word is never broken! Topics: Advent; Evangelism Languages: English Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR

Comfort, Comfort Now My People

Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Johannes Olearius, 1611-1684 Hymnal: Lutheran Book of Worship #29 (1978) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 “Comfort, comfort now my people; Tell of peace!” So says our God. Comfort those who sit in darkness Mourning under sorrow’s load. To God's people now proclaim That God's pardon waits for them! Tell them that their war is over; God will reign in peace forever! 2 For the herald’s voice is crying In the desert far and near, Calling us to true repentance, Since the Kingdom now is here. Oh, that warning cry obey! Now prepare for God a way! Let the valleys rise to meet him, And the hills bow to greet him! 3 Straight shall be what long was crooked, And the rougher places plain! Let your hearts be true and humble, As befits his holy reign! For the glory of the Lord Now on earth is shed abroad, And all flesh shall see the token That God's word is never broken. Topics: Advent; Advent 2; Advent Languages: English Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR

The First Psalm of David

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Hymnal: Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs #29 (1867) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 First Line: Bless'd is he who never taketh Lyrics: Bless’d is he who never taketh Counsel of ungodly men! Bless’d, the right who ne’er forsaketh, Nor in sinners’ paths is seen, Who the scorners’ friendship spurns, From their seats away who turns, Who delight in God’s word taketh, This his meditation maketh. Bless’d is he who pleasure taketh In God’s laws’ most perfect way, It is his lov’d resort who maketh Where he lingers night and day! Oh! His blessing blooms and grows, As the palm where water flows, And abroad its branches spreadeth, And the wayworn pilgrim shadeth. He will truly ever flourish Who God’s word delights to do, Air and earth alike will nourish Him, till ripe his fruit shall grow. Though his leaf grow old, yet he Ever fresh and green shall be, God success to his endeavour Giveth, and it prospers ever. But he who in sin’s ways goeth Is like chaff the wind before, When it riseth up and bloweth, And we find it here no more. Where the Lord His people guide, There the godless ne’er abide, God the faithful loves and guideth, On the wicked wrath abideth. Languages: English

Over Kedron Jesus passes

Author: Thomas Kingo, 1634-1703; J. C. Aaberg Hymnal: Hymns and Hymnwriters of Denmark #30 (1945) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: Over Kedron Jesus passes Ready for His passion day, While the Prince of Darkness masses All his legions for the fray. Wily foes with evil hearts Bend their bows and point their darts, Aiming at the Savior solely, As the world forsakes Him wholly. David once in great affliction Crossed the Kedron’s narrow stream, While his foes without restriction Hatched their vile and cunning scheme. Darker far the shadows now Bend about the Savior’s brow As He hastens to His passion For the sinful world’s salvation. See Him, torn by woe appalling, Kneeling in the garden still, And upon His Father calling That, if possible, He will Take the bitter cup away. But how meekly He doth pray! What the Father shall Him offer, He obediently will suffer. See, what agony assails Him In that dark and fearful hour; Every friend deserts or fails Him; Satan strikes with all his power; And the flowers beneath Him grow Crimson with the purple flow From His anguished frame distilling As His cup of woe is filling. But, O flower, whose tender blossom Caught that precious, purple dew From the Saviour’s riven bosom, In a blessed hour you grew! Eden’s flowers did not bear Fruits that could with yours compare: By the blood your petals staining, I am now salvation gaining. When I like the flower must wither, When I wilt and fade like grass, When the hour of death draws hither, When I from this world shall pass, When my heart has ceased to beat When I face God’s judgment seat, Then His blood, which stained the garden, Shall procure my lasting pardon. Languages: English

The 112th Psalm of David

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Hymnal: Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs #30 (1867) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 First Line: Bless'd is he the Lord who loveth Lyrics: Bless’d is he the Lord who loveth, At His word doth tremble aye! Bless’d whose heart him freely moveth God’s commandments to obey. Who the Highest loves and fears, Findeth increase with the years Of all that to him is given By the bounteous hand of Heaven. His dear children shall stand ever Like to roses in their blow; Flowing with God’s goodness over, On his generations go. What the body needs below God who rules all will bestow, He will bounteously relieve them, Plenty in their dwellings give them. The right deeds of the believer Nought can shake, they stand secure; If a storm o’ertakes him ever, Still doth God, his Light endure, Comforts, shieldeth with His pow’r, So that after darkness’ hour, After night of tears and sorrow, Joy and sunshine glad the morrow. God’s compassion, grace, and favour For the faithful still endure. Blessèd are the souls who ever Think upon the needy poor, Love them, seek to do them good; For the ever-living God In His arms of grace will bear them, And a home above prepare them. When the black clouds o’er them lighten, And the pealing thunders shock, They shall sit, and nought shall frighten, Like the dove hid in the rock; They’ll remain eternally, And their memory shall be Upon every side extending, As their branches trees are sending. When misfortunes overtake them, Whereby sinners low are laid, Firm their courage, nought can shake them, And their hearts are undismay’d; Undismay’d, from care are free, Hearts that unreservedly To the Lord their God are given, Love Him when forsaken even. Who delight take in relieving Sad ones, to the Lord are dear; What the loving hands are giving, God will recompense e’en here. Who much giveth much will gain, He shall not desire in vain, What his heart desires and willeth, God in His good time fulfilleth. But the foes who triumph’d o’er them, They shall see depart beneath; Satan who such malice bore them, Evermore shall gnash his teeth: Sorely will it him displease When their blessedness he sees, Yet that he can rob them never, Only waste himself for ever. Languages: English

Comfort, Comfort Ye My People

Author: Johann Olearius, 1611-1684; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; João Wilson Faustini Hymnal: When Breaks the Dawn #32 (2006) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 First Line: Comfort, comfort ye my people (Ide, consolai meu povo) Topics: Advent Scripture: Isaiah 40:1-8 Languages: English; Portuguese Tune Title: CONSOLO

Print Thine image pure and holy

Author: Thomas Kingo, 1634-1703; J. C. Aaberg Hymnal: Hymns and Hymnwriters of Denmark #33 (1945) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: Print Thine image pure and holy On my heart, O Lord of Grace; So that nothing high nor lowly Thy blest likeness can efface. Let the clear inscription be: Jesus, crucified for me, And the Lord of all creation, Is my refuge and salvation. Languages: English

Dearest Jesus, draw Thou near me

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #37 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Dearest Jesus, draw Thou near me, Let Thy Spirit dwell with mine; Open now my ear to hear Thee, Take my heart and seal it Thine; Keep me, lead me on my way Thee to follow and obey, E'er to do Thy will and fear Thee, And rejoice to know and hear Thee. 2 Underneath Thy wings abiding, In Thy Church, O Savior dear, Let me dwell, in Thee confiding, Hold me in Thy faith and fear; Take away from me each thought That with wickedness is fraught, Tempting me to disobey Thee, Root it out, O Lord, I pray Thee. 3 Thou, earth's greatest joy and gladness, And salvation, full and free, Let Thy presence cheer my sadness, And prepare my soul for Thee! In the hour when I depart, Touch my spirit, lips and heart, With Thy word assure, uphold me Till the heavenly gates enfold me. Topics: Beginning of Service; Worship in General Beginning of Service; Beginning of Service Tune Title: [Dearest Jesus draw Thou near me]