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For Constant Christian Friendship

Author: Paul Gerhardt; J. Kelly Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Jesus! Thou, my dearest Brother Lyrics: Jesus! Thou, my dearest Brother, Who dost well to me intend, Thou mine Anchor, Mast, and Rudder, And my truest Bosom-Friend. To Thee, ere was earth or heaven, Had the race of man been given; Thou, e’en me, poor guest of earth, Chosen hadst before my birth. Thou art free from guile, Lord! ever Innocent of all that’s base; But on this sad earth whenever I in meditation gaze, There I find deception living; Who excelleth in deceiving, Who the best dissemble can, He’s the best and wisest man. Hollow and unfaithful ever Is the friendship of the earth; Seemeth she a man to favour? ’Tis but for the gold he’s worth; Are we prosp’rous, do we flourish? She will smile on us, and nourish; Doth misfortune o’er us low’r? She forsakes us in that hour. Drive away from me, and shield me From such instability; If I, Father, have defil’d me (For I also human be) With this mire, and did I ever Falsehood love, oh! now deliver. All my guilt I own to Thee, Patience give, and grace to me! May I ne’er be overtaken By the evils Thou hast said Come on those who’ve truth forsaken, And with wares deceptive trade; For Thou sayest Thou disownest, As abomination shunnest, Ev’ry hypocrite’s false mood, Who talks, but doth not the good. May my heart be constant ever, Faithful still to every friend; When to grief Thou dost deliver Them, and ’neath the cross they bend, May I even then ne’er shun them, But like unto Thee, Lord, own them, Who, when we were poor and bare, Tended’st us with fondest care. After Thy will, Saviour, give me One in whom I may confide, Who will faithful counsel give me When my heart is sorely tried; To whom I may freely utter All I feel, with nought to fetter, In the measure I may need, ’Till my heart from care is freed. Oh! let David’s bliss betide me, Give to me a Jonathan Who will come and stand beside me Like a rock, though every man From my company should sever, Who his heart will give me ever, Who’ll stand firm in every hour, When sun shines or tempests low’r. Out of all the men who’re living, Choose me a believing friend, Who to Thee is firmly cleaving, On Thine arm doth aye depend; Who may by Thy will relieve me, Help and comfort ever give me, Help, from sympathizing heart, Comfort, when I feel grief’s smart. When ’tis only the mouth loveth, Then the love is ill bestow’d; Whose love but to good words moveth While he keeps a hateful mood, Whom self-interest rules ever, Who when honey falls, stays never, But escapeth speedily,— Ever far be such from me! In my weakness and my sinning, Move my friend to speak to me, By his words of kindness winning, Never as an enemy. Who reproves in love and sadness Is like him, in days of gladness, Who pours balsam over me That by Jordan floweth free. Riches great were I possessing, Priceless were my property; Jesus! did Thy hand such blessing Graciously bestow on me, Were such friend, Lord! ever near me, By His constancy to cheer me; Who doth honour Thee, and fear He hath such a treasure near. Good friends like to staves are ever, Whereon men lean as they go, That the weak one can deliver, When he slides and lieth low: Sad his case who such ne’er knoweth, Who through life all friendless goeth, Weary is his lonely way, When he falls, to help who stay? Gracious Saviour! let it please Thee, Be my Friend in every hour, Be my Friend, till death release me, Be my faithful Staff of pow’r! When Thou to Thyself wilt bind me, Then a heart Thou soon wilt find me, By Thy Holy Spirit fir’d With good thoughts to me inspir’d. Paul Gerhardt’s Spiritual Songs, 1867

Conquering Prince and King of glory

Author: G. Tersteegen Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Conquering Prince and King of glory, Majesty sublimely bright! Heaven and all the heavens adore Thee, Throned above their farthest height. Shall I not, enraptured gazing, At Thy feet fall prostrate, praising, When mine eyes, by faith alight, Mark Thy glory and Thy might? 2 Far on high art Thou ascended, Sitting at Thy Father's right, Pure, seraphic voices blended, Crying, Glory! at the sight. Shall I not fall down before Thee, And with joyful heart adore Thee, When the heavens exultant ring With the triumph of my King? 3 Far and wide Thy brightness spreading Lights the land whose sun Thou art, Nobler bliss and glory shedding On each heavenly spirit's heart. There in highest glory seated, By rejoicing angels greeted; Here, though child of earth, I cry Hallelujah! Lord most high! 4 Of Thy cup shall I be fearful When Thy glory whelms my sight? Shall my courage not be cheerful When I recognize Thy might? Lord, I trust Thee, though Thou slay me; Now, not earth and hell dismay me. Thou my King, my Savior thou, At Thy name alone I bow. 5 Might and spirit now o'erflowing, With Thy power perform Thy word. All Thine enemies o'erthrowing, Make Thy foes Thy footstool, Lord. O'er the earth, O Judah's Lion, Send the scepter out of Zion, Spread Thy sway from sea to sea, Till the earth acknowledge Thee. 6 Throned on high, and all things filling, Thou art with us evermore. Now my soul, with rapture thrilling, Opens wide for Thee its door. Come, O come, Thou King of glory; 'Stablish Thy dominion 'er me; Live in me and reign alone, As upon Thy heavenly throne. 7 Thou ascended, gifts art giving; God and heaven are inly near. By Thee in the Spirit living, I shall stand before Thee there. Alien here to time and senses, Hid in Thee from their offenses; Set in heavenly place with Thee, Jesus, Thou art joy to me. Topics: The Church Year Ascension; The Church Year Ascension Used With Tune: [Conquering Prince and King of glory]

Grant, Lord Jesus, that My Healing

Author: F. Samuel Janzow ; Johann Heermann Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal

Death in all this world prevaileth

Author: J. G. Albinus Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Death in all this world prevaileth: Human life, a summer flower; Blooms at morn,at even faileth, But there comes a brighter hour. When o'er death shall rise victorious, And appear in forms more glorious, To a better life restored, Who have loved and served their Lord. 2 Jesus yielded up His spirit, And His ransomed people gain Life eternal by His merit; Death has armed his sting in vain. For the unfettered soul ascendeth To the world which never endeth, There without a veil to see God's true face eternally. 3 There is life that knows no sadness, There, a numberless array, White-robed denizens of gladness, Unto God their homage pay: Choir aloud to choir rejoices, Seraphs with delighted voices Holy, holy, holy, sing To their Triune God and King. 4 There the patriarchs abiding, There the prophets all have rest, There the noble twelve residing In their Master's love are blest; There the saints in holy splendor To the Lamb their praises render, Harping sweet in solemn strains "Hallelujah! Jesus reigns." Topics: The Church Year Twenty-sixth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity; Eternal Life; Resurrection Used With Tune: [Death in all this world prevaileth]

Mute Are The Pleading Lips Of Him

Author: E. W. Olson; J. O. Wallin Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 6 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Mute are the pleading lips of Him Who hath our cause defended; Love drained the cup filled to the brim, As holiness demanded. The gentle Shepherd here behold, Slain for the sheep lost to His fold: From labor, pain and weeping, Now rests He with the sleeping. 2 But not for aye, O Friend of men, Thou in the grave descendest; A little while, and then again Thy grieving flock Thou tendest. The corn that falls into the earth From darkness unto life springs forth, In season amply giving The life-bread to the living. 3 O Prince of Life, now to the gloom Of earth consigned in sorrow, My life so guide, that in my tomb I wait the blessed morrow. When, freed from worldly strife and care, This mortal frame reposes there, Grant that my deathless spirit The bliss of heav'n inherit. Topics: The Church Year Passion Used With Tune: PLEA

All men Living Are But Mortal

Author: Johann G. Albinus; Catherine Winkworth; Unknown Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 All men living are but mortal, Yea, all flesh must fade as grass; Only thro' death’s gloomy portal To eternal life we pass. This frail body here must perish Ere the heav’nly love joys it cherish, Ere it gain the free reward For the ransomed of the Lord. 2 Therefore, when my God doth choose it, Willingly I’ll yield my life Nor will grieve that I should lose it, For with sorrows it was rife. In my dear Redeemer’s merit Peace hath found my troubled spirit, And in death my comfort this: Jesus’ death my source of bliss. 3 Jesus for my sake descended My salvation to obtain; Death and hell for me are ended, Peace and hope are now my gain; Yea, with joy I leave earth’s sadness For the home of heav’nly gladness, Where I shall forever see God, the Holy Trinity. 4 There is joy beyond our telling, Where so many saints have gone; Thousands, thousands, there are dwelling, Worshiping before the throne, There the seraphim are shining, Evermore in chorus joining: "Holy, holy, holy Lord! Triune God, for aye adored!" 5 Patriarchs of sacred story And the prophets there are found; The apostles, too, in glory On twelve seats are there enthroned. All the saints that have ascended Age on age, through time extended, There in blissful concert sing Hallelujahs to their King. 6 O Jerusalem, how glorious Dost thou shine, thou city fair! Lo, I hear the tones victorious Ever sweetly sounding there. Oh, the bliss that there surprises! Lo, the sun of morn now rises, And the breaking day I see That shall never end for me. 7 Yea, I see what here was told me, See that wondrous glory shine, Feel the spotless robes enfold me, Know a golden crown is mine. Thus before the throne so glorious Now I stand a soul victorious, Gazing on that joy for aye That shall never pass away. Amen. Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Scripture: Isaiah 40:6 Used With Tune: ALLE MENSCHEN MÜSSEN STERBEN

Heavenly Sower, Thou Hast Scattered

Author: Anna Hoppe Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: Heav'nly Sower, Thou hast scattered Lyrics: 1 Heavenly Sower, Thou hast scattered Precious seed upon Thy field, That a harvest might be gathered, Rich and fruitful in its yield. Gracious Lord, thou hast defended, Nurtured, watered, guarded, tended This so precious seed of Thine, Springing up in soil divine. 2 Lo, Thy field its fruits has yielded, Where Thy kingdom's seed was sown; gospel rain from drought has shielded, Pentecostal winds have blown; Where Thy Sun of Grace in splendor Shed its warming rays so tender, There Thy seed has taken root, There it blossomed into fruit. 3 Guard Thy gospel field, dear Master, Tares abound upon the soil. Save Thy harvest from disaster, Let no foe Thy seed despoil. When, upon Thy glad returning, Tares and chaff are doomed to burning, Then within Thy garner, Lord, May the precious wheat be stored. Amen. Topics: Church Year Epiphany; Epiphany, Fifth Sunday; Sexagesima; Names and Office of Christ Sower; Seed, Word of God; Word of God Seed Scripture: Matthew 13:24-30 Used With Tune: TVIFLAN UR MIN SJÄL FÖRSVINNE

Peace, that passeth understanding

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 5 hymnals Lyrics: Peace, that passeth understanding, Peace to calm the bosom's strife, Peace the winds and waves commanding, On this stormy sea of life; Peace the wounded spirit healing, Peace the love of Christ revealing; Peace, O God! Thy peace impart; Thou of peace the author art. 248 Peace to keep our minds for ever In Thy faith, Thy fear, Thy way; Peace to keep our hearts, that never Thought, desire, nor feeling stray! Peace to soothe in every trial, Peace to soften self-denial, Peace our daily cross to take, Grant us, for our Saviour's sake. War with all the powers of evil, We may every moment wage, Yet of world, and flesh, and devil, Scorn the friendship, falsehood, rage; Though by foes and perils haunted, We shall pass unharm'd, undaunted, Thy whole armour, while we wear, Sword, shield, breast-plate, helm,--all prayer. Topics: Peace of mind invitation to Scripture: Philippians 4:7

Jesu! Who In Sorrow Dying

Author: Johann Rist; Arthur T. Russell Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 2 hymnals

Hark, A Voice Saith, All Are Mortal

Author: Joh. Rosenmüller; Catherine Winkworth; H. Brueckner Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Appears in 9 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Hark, a voice saith, all are mortal, Yea, all flesh must fade as grass; Only through a death-rent portal To a better world ye pass; Dust to dust must sink inglorious Ere this body rise victorious To the realms of life and light, Won for saints thro' Jesus' might. 2 Therefore, when my Father chooses, Willingly my life I'll yield; He but gains, nay, never loses, Who with Jesus quits the field; For in my Redeemer's merit Peace has found my troubled spirit, And in death my comfort this: Jesus' death assures me bliss. 3 In those bright celestial regions All is life and peace and joy; Souls are there in countless legions, Happy in the Lord's employ. There the Seraphim are dwelling Who, in holiness excelling, Praise with heaven's mighty host Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 4 There the patriarchs are living, There the prophets all abide, There th'apostles, homage giving, Ever dwell at Jesus' side. There the Lord's whole congregation Has its place of habitation; There, to honor God, their King, All their hallelujahs sing. 5 O blest city of the sainted, Wondrous fair Jerusalem, How thy beauty, pure, unattained, Sparkles like a precious gem! What sweet voices there are sounding, And what joys are there abounding! Night shall never follow day, Light from God will shine for aye. Topics: The Christian Life Heaven Used With Tune: ROSENMÜLLER