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Den Idræt Gud er tækkelig

Author: S. Jonassøn; G. W. Sacer Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening Lyrics: 1 Den Idræt Gud er tækkelig, Som Grund i Ordet haver; Har du da, Jesu, lovet mig Din Aand med rige Gaver, Saa kommer jeg til dig: Giv det, du loved mig! Du, som med Sandheds Mund Har talt af Hjertens Grund, Og ei i Løgn er funden. 2 Her er jeg, foreholder dig Dit Ord med Suk og Raaben, Og i dit Løfte glæder mig: Gjør Hjerte-Døren aaben! Og send den Trøstermand, Som billig kaldes kan En Ild, en Dugg, et Baand, Et Pant, en Brønd, en Aand, En Salve og Guds Finger! 3 Kom Trøster, trøst min Banghed vel! Kom Ild med salig Varme! Kom Dug og læsk min Tørre Sjæl! Kom Baand, forbind mig Arme! Kom Aand og ytre dig! Kom Pant, forvisse mig! Kom Brønd og Sjælen kvæg! Kom Salve, Hjertet læg! Guds Finger kom med Styrke! 4 Kom store Gud, o Helligaand, Fra høie Himmelbolig! Giv, at i Liv og Død jeg kan Ved Jesum henge trolig! Nyt Hjerte mig bered, Og giv Bodfærdighed! Vær nu min Sjæle-Ro, Gjør mig bedrøvet, fro, Gjør mine Veie rene! 5 I mig min Jesu Miskundhed Med gylden Bogstav skrive, Fast Tro, ret Haab, sand Kjærlighed, Godt Taal, glad Hjerte give! Naar Tungen priser dig, Mit Hjerte rør i mig, Ja lad min Sjæl og Aand Til Livsens søde Land Med stadig Længsel tragte! 6 Oplys, du Kjærlighedens Lys, Mit Hjertes mørke Hytte! Bo selv i dette ringe Hus, Og ikke deraf flytte! O Gud, jeg beder dig, Styrk du mig kraftelig, Min Glæde, Ro og Rast, Min Trøst, om Hjertet brast, Vær du i Død o Live! 7 Uddriv mit egenraadig' Sind, Lær mig mit Kjød at dræbe, Tag min modvillig' Vilje ind, Og lad mig altid stræve, At holde stadig ved I Jesu Kjærlighed, Og altid færdig staa Fra Verdens Ørk af gaa, Og Himlen eftertragte.

O for a thousand tongues to sing

Author: C. Wesley Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,776 hymnals Topics: The Church Year Twelfth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace! 2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread, through all the earth abroad, The honors of Thy name. 3 Jesus! the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears; 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, He sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean; His blood availed for me. 5 He speaks, and, listening to His voice, New life the dead receive; The mournful, broken hearts rejoice; The humble poor believe. Used With Tune: [O for a thousand tongues to sing]

In the Cross of Christ I glory

Author: Sir John Bowring Appears in 1,544 hymnals Topics: Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 In the Cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the Cross forsake me; Lo! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the Cross the radiance streaming Adds new lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the Cross are sanctified: Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. Used With Tune: RATHBUN

The Gospel shows the Father's grace

Author: Rev. Matthias Loy, D. D. Appears in 17 hymnals Topics: Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 The Gospel shows the Father's grace, Who sent His Son to save our race: Proclaims how Jesus lived and died That we might thus be justified. 2 It sets the Lamb before our eyes, Who made th' atoning sacrifice, And calls the souls with guilt oppressed To come and find eternal rest. 3 It brings the Savior's righteousness Our souls to robe in royal dress; From all our guilt it brings release, And gives the troubled conscience peace. 4 It is the power of God to save From sin and Satan and the grave; It works the faith, which firmly clings To all the treasures which it brings. 5 It bears to all the tidings glad And bids their hearts no more be sad: The heavy laden soul it cheers And banishes their guilty fears. 6 May we in faith its tidings learn Nor thanklessly its blessings spurn; May we in faith its truth confess, And praise the Lord our righteousness. Used With Tune: RETREAT

O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace

Author: Ambrose of Milan (340-397) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 85 hymnals Topics: The Church Year Twelfth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Jesus, Lord, of heavenly grace, Thou brightness of Thy Father's face, Thou fountain of eternal light, Whose beams disperse the shades of night. 2 Come, holy sun of heavenly love, Send down Thy radiance from above; And to our inward hearts convey The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray. 3 And we the Father's help will claim, And sing the Father's glorious name: His powerful succor we implore, That we may stand, to fall no more. 4 May He our actions deign to bless, And loose the bonds of wickedness; From sudden falls our feet defend, And guide us safely to the end. 5 May faith, deep rooted in the soul, The flesh subdue, our minds control; May guile depart, and discord cease, And all within be joy and peace. 6 O hallowed thus be every day! Let meekness be our morning ray, And faithful love our noonday light, And hope our sunset, calm and bright. 7 O Christ, with each returning morn, Thine image to our hearts is borne; O may we ever clearly see Our Savior and our God in Thee! Used With Tune: [O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace]

Jesus! Name of wondrous love!

Author: William Walsham How Appears in 169 hymnals Topics: Twelfth 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

Jesus, du min Lust i Live

Author: Johan Meier; Brorson Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Jesus, du min Lust i Live, All min Længsel, Skat og Del, Dig jeg mig igjen vil give, Som jeg er med Liv og Sjæl, Jeg med Alt hvad jeg formaar, dig at ofres færdig staar; Thi din Eiendom at være Kalder jeg min største Ære. 2 Vil du først mit Hjerte tage, Nu velan, der er det da; Ingen Velstand eller Plage Skal dig dette tage fra, Aldrig skal det hedde mit, Hjertet skal nu være dit, Dig til Døden tro forblive, Elske dig i Død og Live. 3 Dig jeg mine Øine skjænker, De skal udi Fryd og Be, Hvad jeg taler, gjor og tænker, Ester dig alen se; Du ser til–jeg kjender dig– At slet Intet sattes mig, Du, mit Øies Lys og Øie, Skal mit Hjerte nok fornøie. 4 Dig opofrer jeg mit Øre, Hvor jeg er paa denne Jord Alt at elske, lyde, gjøre, Hvad du siger i dit Ord; Dig opofrer jeg min Mund, At den hvor en Tid og Stund Al din Naades Lyst og Ynde Skal med Frydsang forkynde. 5 Mine Hænder vil jeg give Dig, min søde Frelsermand, Det at give, tage drive, Som kun dig behage kan; Gaar jeg, da skal hvert et Skridt, Søde Jesus, være dit, Al min Bei og Gang skal være, Mild Frelser, dig til Ære. 6 Endelig vil jeg dig give, Al den Del, jeg er og har; Lad det dit saaledes blive, Som det mit ei mere var, L…g det i din Favn og Skjød,Gjem det vel i Nød og Død, Brug det til din Pris og Ære Din alen vil jeg være.

Et Suk igjennem Verden gaar

Author: Theo. Oldenburg Appears in 2 hymnals Topics: Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Et Suk igjennem Verden gaar; Ei Verden selv det Suk forstaar, Som klager fra dens Hjerte. Hvor høit den ler og larmer, dog Der bor i Hjertets dybe Krog En svag, en lønlig Smerte. 2 Men, Kristen! du det Suk forstaar, Hvori al Verdens Hjerte slaa, Thi det har fyldt dit eget. Ja, du forstaar den sagte Røst, Da for din Herres søde Trøst Dit Suk, din Sorg er veget. 3 Din Sjæl har hørt det Ord fra Gud, Som toner i al Verden ud Om Livet af hans Naade. For Livets Kræfter i din Aand Er brudt, og løst din Tunges Vaand, Guds Ord har løst din Gaade. 4 I Verdens Ørk, i golde Støv, gaar Adamsætten stum og døv Og blind for Livets Strømme. Fra Himlen lyder Herrens Ord Om Lyst og Liv paa dunkle Jord; Men Verden gaar i Drømme. 5 Kun naar Guds "Ephata" i Sind Slaar ned som Lyn og tr'nger ind, Det lysner over Dale. Da Strømmer Livets Flod i Aand, Og Læben uden Tungebaand Om Himlens Lyst kan tale.

Just as I am, without one plea

Author: Charlotte Elliott Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 2,238 hymnals Topics: The Church Year Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 2 Just as I am and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 5 Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; Because Thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 6 Just as I am; thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down; Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. Used With Tune: [Just as I am, without one plea]

O Thou whose tender mercy hears

Author: Anne Steele Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 362 hymnals Topics: Twelfth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Thou whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye! 2 See, low before Thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn; Hast Thou not bide me seek Thy face? Hast Thou not said, return? 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail, To drive me from Thy feet? O let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat. 4 Absent from Thee, my Guide, my Light, Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way! 5 O shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine; And let Thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine. 6 Thy presence only, can bestow Delights which never cloy; Be this my solace here below, And my eternal joy! Used With Tune: DOMINE CLAMAVI