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O Christ, Thou bright and morning Star
Author: Miss Winkworth; Basil Foertzsch Hymnal: Church Book #24 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Advent, Third Sunday Lyrics: 1 O Christ, Thou bright and morning Star,
Now shed Thy light abroad:
Shine on us from Thy throne afar
With Thy pure glorious Word.
2 O Jesus, Comfort of the poor,
I lift my heart to Thee:
I know Thy mercies still endure
And Thou wilt pity me.
3 For Thou didst suffer for my soul,
Her burdens to remove:
O make me through Thy sorrows whole,
Refresh me with Thy love.
4 Then, Jesus, glory, honor, praise,
I'll ever sing to Thee:
And Thou at last my soul wilt raise
To endless joys with Thee! Languages: English Tune Title: O CHRISTE MORGENSTERNE
O Christ, Thou bright and morning Star
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing
Author: Robert Robinson Hymnal: Church Book #30 (1890) Meter: 8.7 Topics: Advent, Third Sunday Lyrics: 1 Come, thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
2 Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by Thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
3 Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious Blood.
4 O, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
5 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart; O take and seal it,
Seal it from Thy courts above. Languages: English Tune Title: BATTY
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing
Sweeter sounds than music knows
Author: John Newton Hymnal: Church Book #222 (1890) Topics: Advent, Third Sunday Lyrics: 1 Sweeter sounds than music knows,
Charm me in Emmanuel's Name;
All her hopes my spirit owes
To His birth, and Cross, and shame.
2 When He came the angels sung,
"Glory be to God on high:"
Lord, unloose my stammering tongue;
Who shall louder sing than I?
3 Did the Lord a man become,
That He might the law fulfil,
Bleed and suffer in my room,
And canst thou, my tongue, be still?
4 No; I must my praises bring,
Though they worthless are, and weak;
For, should I refuse to sing,
Sure the very stones would speak.
5 O my Saviour, Shield, and Sun,
Shepherd, Brother, Lord, and Friend--
Every precious name in one!
I will love Thee without end. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 136TH PSALM
Sweeter sounds than music knows
Jesus, Savior, come to me!
Author: Johann Scheffler (Angelus Silesius); Rev. Matthias Loy, D. D. Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #279 (1908) Topics: The Catechism The Redeemer; Fourth Sunday of Advent; Third Sunday in Lent; Sixth Sunday in Lent Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Savior! come to me,
Let me ever be with Thee;
Come, and nevermore depart,
Thou who reignest in my heart.
2 Ever do I for Thee sigh,
Nothing else can satisfy.
Ever do I cry to Thee:
Jesus, Jesus, come to me!
3 Earthly joys can give no peace,
Ne'er can bid my longing cease;
Still to have my Jesus near,
This is all my pleasure here.
4 All that makes the angels glad,
In their garb of glory clad,
Only fills me with distress
If Thy presence does not bless.
5 Take Thou all away from me,
I shall still thus minded be,
Thou who madest me Thine own
Shalt be all my joy alone.
6 None shall claim my heart beside,
None but Jesus crucified;
Savior, I am only Thine,
Other love shall ne'er be mine.
7 Thou alone, my God and Lord,
Art my glory and reward;
Thou hast bled for me and died,
I will be no other's bride.
8 Come, then, Lamb for sinners slain,
Come and ease me of my pain;
Evermore I cry to Thee:
Jesus, Jesus, come to me!
9 Patiently I wait and pray;
Jesus do not say me nay;
That when death shall come to me,
Thou my Jesus sweet wilt be. Languages: English Tune Title: HOLLEY
Jesus, Savior, come to me!
My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less
Author: Edward Mote Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #424 (1926) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Advent, Third Sunday Refrain First Line: On Christ, the solid Rock I stand Lyrics: 1 My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness:
No merit of my own I claim,
But wholly lean on Jesus' Name.
Refrain:
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
2 When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In ev'ry high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil. [Refrain]
3 His oath, His covenant and blood,
Support me in the sinking flood;
When every earthly prop gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay. [Refrain]
4 When I shall launch to worlds unseen,
O may I then be found in Him!
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne. [Refrain]
Amen. Scripture: Hebrews 6:19 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. CATHERINE
My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less
I'll praise my Maker whilst I've breath
Author: Watts Hymnal: Church Book #2 (1890) Topics: Advent, Third Sunday Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker whilst I've breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.
2 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God, who made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train;
His truth for ever stands secure;
He saves the opprest, He feeds the poor;
And none shall find His promise vain.
3 The Lord gives eyesight to the blind;
The Lord supports the fainting mind;
He sends the laboring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widowed and the fatherless,
And grants the prisoner sweet release.
4 I'll praise Him while He lends me breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English Tune Title: PRAISE
I'll praise my Maker whilst I've breath
Maker of earth, to Thee alone
Author: John Mason Neale Hymnal: Church Book #32 (1890) Topics: Advent, Third Sunday Lyrics: 1 Maker of earth, to Thee alone
Eternal rest belongs;
And heavenly choirs around Thy throne
Pour forth their endless songs.
2 But we--ah, holy now no more!
Are doomed to toil and pain;
Yet exiles on an alien shore
May sing their country’s strain.
3 Father, whose promise binds Thee still
To heal the suppliant throng,
Grant us to mourn the deeds of ill
That banish us so long!
4 And while we mourn, in faith to rest
Upon Thy Love and care;
Till Thou restore us, with the blest,
The song of heaven to share!
Languages: English Tune Title: BELMONT
Maker of earth, to Thee alone
With joy our voices we unite
Author: Richard Mant Hymnal: Church Book #260 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Advent, Third Sunday Lyrics: 1 With joy our voices we unite,
And lift our hearts above,
To God, the God of power and might,
To God, whose Name is Love.
2 To Him, who us, and earth, and skies,
With all their armies made,
From us, from all, let anthems rise,
To God the Father paid.
3 To Him, whose Death for all mankind,
For us, redemption won,
By us, by all, be songs combined,
In praise to God the Son.
4 To Him, who us and all His fold
With sanctity arrays,
To God, from all His saints enrolled,
The Holy Ghost, be praise.
5 To God, whose Name His Word reveals,
Whom all His saints confess,
Whose grace His faithful promise seals,
To save, to cleanse, to bless:
6 To God, from whom all blessings flow,
Eternal One in Three,
From all His saints, above, below,
Eternal glory be!
Languages: English Tune Title: WARWICK
With joy our voices we unite
O bless the Lord, my soul!
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #363 (1908) Topics: Fourth Sunday of Advent; Third Sunday after Epiphany; Christian Life and Hope The Walk of Godliness: Praise; Christian Life and Hope The Walk of Godliness: Praise Lyrics: 1 O bless the Lord, my soul!
Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless His Name
Whose favors are divine.
2 'Tis He forgives thy sins;
'Tis He relieves thy pain;
'Tis He that heals thy sicknesses,
And gives thee strength again.
3 He crowns thy life with love,
When rescued from the grave;
He, that redeemed my souls from death,
Hath boundless power to save.
4 He fills the poor with good,
He gives the suff'rers rest;
The Lord hath justice for the proud,
And mercy for th'oppressed.
5 His wondrous works and ways
He made by Moses known;
But sent the world His truth and grace
By His beloved Son.
6 O bless the Lord, my soul!
Nor let this mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die. Languages: English Tune Title: MORNINGTON
O bless the Lord, my soul!
How beauteous are their feet
Author: Watts Hymnal: Church Book #285 (1890) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Advent, Third Sunday Lyrics: 1 How beauteous are their feet,
Who stand on Zion's hill!
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal.
2 How charming is their voice!
How sweet the tidings are!
"Zion, behold thy Saviour King;
He reigns and triumphs here."
3 How happy are our ears,
That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!
4 How blessed are our eyes
That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and saints desired it long,
But died without the sight.
5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
6 The Lord makes bare His arm
Through all the earth abroad;
Let all the nations now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
Languages: English Tune Title: MOUNT EPHRAIM
How beauteous are their feet
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