Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15136 Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.8 First Line: Oh, Jesus Christ! how bright and fair Lyrics: 1 Oh, Jesus Christ! how bright and fair
The state of holy marriage where
Thy blessing rich is given!
What gracious gifts Thou dost bestow,
What streams of blessing ever flow
Down from Thy holy Heaven,
When they true stay
To Thee ever, leave Thee never,
Whose troth plighted,
In one life have been united.
2 When man and wife are mated well,
In harmony together dwell,
Are faithful to each other,
The streams of bliss flow constantly;
What bliss of angels is on high
From hence may we discover;
No storm, no worm
Can destroy it, can e’er gnaw it,
What God giveth
To the pair that in Him liveth.
3 He giveth of His grace the boon,
And in its bosom late and soon
His own beloved He keepeth;
His arms He daily spreadeth o’er,
Guards as a father by His power,
Us and our house, nor sleepeth,
Still we must be
Here and thither roaming ever,
Till He gives us
Pious homes, and thus relieves us.
4 The husband’s like a goodly tree
Whose branches spread so fair and free;
The wife a vine that giveth
Much fruit, and nurtures what it bears;
Whose fruit increaseth with the years,
Fruit that remains and liveth.
Jewel, all hail!
Husband’s treasure! house’s pleasure!
Crown of honor!
On His throne God thinketh on her.
5 O wife! the Lord hath chosen thee
That from thy womb brought forth should be
The folk His church that buildeth;
His wondrous work goes on for aye,
The mighty word His mouth doth say,
What thou beholdest, yieldeth;
Sons fair stand there,
Daughters sitting, working, knitting,
Finely spinning,
And with art time wisely winning.
6 Be of good cheer, it was not we
Who first this order did decree,
It was a higher Father,
Who loved and loveth us for aye,
And from whose lips when grieved each day
We friendly counsel gather;
Good end He’ll send,
What we’re doing and pursuing,
Or conceiving
Wise and happy issue giving.
7 A time will come, it cannot fail,
When we ’neath trials sore shall quail,
And tears be freely flowing;
To him who bears it patiently,
By God’s grace shall his sorrow be
Turned into joy o’erflowing;
Toil now, wait thou,
He arriveth who rest giveth,
Who can ever
Banish care and soon deliver.
8 Come hither, then, my king so blessed!
In trials guide, in pain give rest,
In anxious times relieving!
To Thee we shall ascribe the praise,
Our hearts and voices we shall raise
In one loud song, thanks giving,
Till we with Thee
Ever dwelling, and fulfilling,
They will ever,
Thy name cease to praise shall never. Languages: English Tune Title: WIE SCHÖN LEUCHTET
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