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As after the water-brooks panteth

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.9.8 Appears in 9 hymnals Topics: The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 As after the water-brooks panteth The hart, when it sinks in the chase, So thirsteth my soul, as it fainteth, For Thee, O my God, and thy grace; For Thou art the fount everliving, Who unto the thirsty art giving The water of life that I need. 2 By day and by night in her anguish My soul is lamenting in woe: O Lord, in my grief I must languish, No counsel, no help do I know; When shall I Thy mercy awaken? When shall I, the poor and forsaken, Before Thee appear, O my God? 3 Great fears now my bosom are rending, For near the abyss I am brought, My way on the brink I am wending, My journey with peril is fraught; I faint, I see terrors appalling, And into the deep I am falling- O hearken, O Lord, to my cries! 4 Thou, Thou art my rock of salvation, My house I have built upon Thee; O if Thou shouldst fail as foundation, My ruin it surely would be; Lord, deep unto deep now is calling, Thy waves and Thy billows appalling Arise to go over my soul. 6 When others sing anthems of gladness, And offer thanksgiving and praise, I sit in the gloom of my sadness And hear not the anthems they raise; My song is the voice of my sighing, The festal days pass in my crying-- I languish in grief and in woe. 6 Why art thou disquiet within me? Why art thou cast down, O my soul? Confide in thy God, let Him win thee! Still hope in thy God, Him extol! For surely once dawneth a morrow, When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow, Thou praises shalt sing to thy God. 7 His light and His truth, they shall lead me In peace to His temple at last; I rest on His word, He will speed me, And conflict and sorrow are past; Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him, With heart and with voice will I praise Him-- My health and my life and my God. Used With Tune: [As after the water brooks panteth]

O Thou who wouldst not have

Author: C. Wesley Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 55 hymnals Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Thou who wouldst not have One wretched sinner die, Who diedst Thyself, my soul to save From endless misery! Teach me my course to run, While yet I sojourn here, That when Thou comest on Thy throne I may with joy appear. 2 Thou art Thyself the Way, Thyself in me reveal; So shall I pass my life's short day Obedient to Thy will; So shall I love my God, Because He first loved me, And praise Thee in Thy bright abode, Through all eternity. Used With Tune: GÖTTINGEN

I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God

Author: John Wesley; N. L. v. Zinzendorf; John Nitschmann; Anna Nitschmann Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 245 hymnals Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God, To wash me in Thy cleansing Blood; To dwell within Thy wounds; then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 2 Take this poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all but Thee! Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. 3. How blest are they who still abide, Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side! Who life and strength from Thee derive, And by Thee move, and in Thee live! 4 What are our works but sin and death, Till Thou Tthy quickening Spirit breathe? Thou giv’st the power Thy grace to move; O wondrous grace! O boundless Love! 5 How can it be, Thou heavenly King, That Thou shouldst us to glory bring; Make slaves the partners of Thy throne, Decked with a never-fading crown? 6 Ah Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders Thou hast wrought; Unloose our stammering tongues, to tell Thy Love immense, unsearchable! Used With Tune: FRANKFORT

Den Vei, der ind til Jesus gaar

Author: Kingo Appears in 4 hymnals Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Der Vei, der ind til Jesus gaar, Er salig at betræde; Man der al Trøstens Kundskab faar, Og Sjælen fuld af Glæde. Hans Ord og store Gjerninger De vise, han Messias er I Adams Kjød og Klæde. 2 De blinde se, de Halte gaa, Spedalske blive rene, De Døve høre, Død' opstaa Ved Jesu Ord alene; Det liflig' Evangelium Hos Fattige faar Sjæle-Rum, Det Ingen kan formene. 3 O søde Jesus, hvo der kan Forarge sig og støde Paa dig i din Fornedrings Stand, Hans Dom skal hannem møde. Jeg favner dig med Hjertens Tro, Mit Liv, min Lyst, mig Haab, min Ro, Du al min Sorg skal døde!

Jesus! Name of wondrous love!

Author: William Walsham How Appears in 167 hymnals Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus! Name of wondrous love! Name all other names above! Name at which must every knee Bow in deep humility. 2 Jesus! Name of priceless worth To the fallen sons of earth, For the promise that it gave-- "Jesus shall His people save." 3 Jesus! Name of mercy mild, Given to the holy Child. When the cup of human woe First He tasted here below. 4 Jesus! Only Name that's given Under all the mighty heaven, Whereby man, to sin enslaved, Burst his fetters, and is saved. 5 Jesus! Name of wondrous Love! Human Name of Him above! Pleading only this we flee, Helpless, 0 our God, to Thee. Used With Tune: ROSEFIELD

My God, I love Thee; not because

Author: Francis Xavier, d. 1552; Edward Caswall Appears in 211 hymnals Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 My God, I love Thee; not because I hope for heaven thereby; Nor because they, who love Thee not, Must burn eternally. 2 Thou, O my Jesus! Thou didst me Upon the Cross embrace; For me didst bear the nails and spear, And manifold disgrace; 3 And griefs and torments numberless, And sweat of agony; E'en death itself--and all for one Who was Thine enemy. 4 Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ! Should I not love Thee well? Not for the sake of winning heaven, Nor of escaping hell; 5 Not with the hope of gaining aught; Not seeking a reward; But, as Thyself hast lovéd me, O ever loving Lord! 6 E'en so I love Thee, and will love, And in Thy praise will sing; Solely because Thou art my God, And my eternal King. Used With Tune: CHESHIRE

Deluded souls, that dream of heav'n

Author: Isaac Watts Appears in 184 hymnals Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Deluded souls, that dream of heav'n, And make their empty boast Of inward joys, and sins forgiv'n, While they are slaves to lust! 2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights, If faith be cold and dead; None but a living power unites To Christ, the living Head: 3 A faith that changes all the heart; A faith that works by love; That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. 4 Faith must obey her Father’s will, As well as trust His grace: A pard'ning God requires us still To perfect holiness. Used With Tune: BYEFIELD

Op alle, som paa Jorden bor

Author: P. Gerhardt; Ukj. Appears in 9 hymnals Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Op alle, som paa Jorden bor, Og takker Gud med mig, Hvis Lov i hellig Englekor Udsynges idelig! Udsynges idelig! 2 Han giver Helbred, Lov og Brød Os alle ufortjent, I megen Angest, Sorg og Nød Har han os Hjælp tilsendt, Har han os Hjælp tilsendt. 3 Skjønt vore Synder for ham staar, Han dog langmodig er, Og gjør, at vi for Straffen faar Endog Velgjerninger, Endog Velgjerninger. 4 Han give os et Hjerte fro Og sand Frimodighed, At vi kan tjene ham med Ro I Verdens Vildsomhed! I Verdens Vildsomhed! 5 Vort Land, sit eget Israel, Beskjerme han fra Nød, Han lade al Ting lykkes vel, Og give dagligt Brød! Og give dagligt Brød! 6 Hans Naade staa os kraftig bi I alle Gjerninger, Fra Synd og Sorger han os fri, Thi han vor Fader er! Thi han vor Fader er! 7 Saa længe her vi leve skal, Er han vor sol og Skjold, Ved Udgang af vor Jammerdal Vi blive i Behold, Vi blive i Behold. 8 Vort Øie han selv lukker til I Dødens tunge Nat, Og naar vort Hjerte briste vil, Er han vor Deel og Skat, Er han vor Deel og Skat. Used With Tune: [Op alle, som paa Jorden bor]

Naar vi i største Nøden staa

Author: P. Eber; Ukj. Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Naar vi i største Nøden staa, Og vide ei hvor vi skal gaa, Og finde ingen Hjælp og Raad, Om vi end græde Hjertens Graad; 2 Saa er vor Trøst i saadan Meen, At komme sammen hver og een, Dig at paakalde, Herre Gud, Om Hjælp efter dit Ord og Bud. 3 Vi vore Øine sørgefuld Til dig opløfte, Herre huld, Og søge Synds Forladelse Og alle Straffes Mildelse. 4 Som du forjætter naadelig Hver den, som derom beder dig I din Søns Navn, den Herre Krist, Vor Frelser og vor Talsmand vist. 5 Thi komme vi, o Herre sød, Og klage dig vor store Nød, Mens vi nu ganske er forladt Med Sorg og Fare omkringsat. 6 Sku ei vor Synd med Øiet dit, Siig os fra den af Naade kvit, Staa os i vore Trængsler bi, Gjør os fra alle Plager fri! 7 Paa det vi kan af Hjertens Grund Med Glæde takke dig hver Stund, Adlyde dig med største Flid Og love dig til evig Tid. Used With Tune: [Naar vi i største Nøden staa]

O Helligaand, du Skat saa skjøn

Author: Bart. Ringwald; Søren Jonassøn Appears in 8 hymnals Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 O Helligaand, du Skat saa skjøn, Som gjør os evig rige, Du, som med Fader og med Søn I Guddoms Magt er lige, Og gaar saa fra dem begge ud, Fra Evighed en mægtig Gud, Som alle Kristne prise! 2 Med Bøn vi falde dig til Fod: O lær du os alene Af ganske Hjerte, Hu og Mod Vor Frelsermand at tjene, Og hannem udi al vor Nød For Herre over Liv og Død At kjende og at prise! 3 Gjør al vor Levnets Vandring ny, Og vore Veie rene; Hjælp os Forargelser at sky, Og tjene Herren ene, At vi kan Jesu Kristi Tro For Verdens Børn, som hos os bo, Med kristen Idræt vise! 4 Din Naade-Dug lad til enhver Guds Kirkes Lem nedflyde, Lad hver en Sjæl, som saaret er, Din søde Salve nyde! Giv Kraft i Korsets haarde Tid, Lad Kjærlighed i al vor Id Imod vor Næste vises. 5 Giv Styrke og et freidigt Mod At træde mod vor Fiende, At vi mod Verden, Kjød og Blod Og Satan Seier vinde! Naar Døden løsner Livets Baand, Lad Sjælen gjemmes i din Haand, Og Kroppen rolig hvile!