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Love, the fount of light from heaven

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #448 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Love, the fount of light from heaven, Is the root and source of life; Therefore God’s decrees are given With His loving-kindness rife. As our Savior God declareth, And the Spirit witness beareth, As we in God’s peace do prove, God is light and God is love. 2 Love doth crown the life eternal, Love the brightness is of light, Therefore on His throne supernal Jesus sits in glory bright; He, the Light and Life of heaven, Who Himself for us hath given, Still abides and reigns above In His Father’s boundless love. 3 Love, alone the law fulfilling, Is the bond of perfectness, Love, who came a victim willing, Paid our debt and brought us peace; Therefore love and peace in union Ever grow in sweet communion, That through love we may abide One with Him who for us died. Tune Title: [Love, the fount of light from heaven]
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Lord of glory, Thou hast bought us

Author: Eliza S. Alderson Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #449 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Lord of glory, Thou hast bought us With Thy life-blood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones That tremendous sacrifice, And with that hast freely given Blessings countless as the sand, To th'unthankful and the evil With Thine own unsparing hand. 2 Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee, Gladly, freely of Thine own; With the sunshine of Thy goodness Melt our thankless hearts of stone; Till our cold and selfish natures, Warmed by Thee, at length believe That more happy and more blessed 'Tis to give than to receive. 3 Wondrous honor hast Thou given To our humblest charity In Thine own mysterious sentence, "Ye have done it unto Me." Can it be, O gracious Master, Thou dost deign for alms to sue, Saying, by Thy poor and needy, "Give as I have given to you?" 4 Lord of glory, who hast bought us With Thy life-blood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones That tremendous sacrifice. Give us faith, to trust Thee boldly, Hope, to stay our souls on Thee; But, O best of all Thy graces, Give us Thine own charity. Tune Title: [Lord of glory, Thou hast bought us]
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O God of mercy, God of might

Author: G. Thring Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #450 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.6 Topics: The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O God of mercy, God of might, In love and pity infinite, Teach us, as ever in Thy sight, To live our life to Thee. 2 And Thou who cam'st on earth to die, That fallen man might live thereby, O hear us, for to Thee we cry; In hope, O Lord, to Thee. 3 Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught, To feel for those Thy blood hath bought, That every word, and deed, and thought, May work a work for Thee. 4 For all are brethren, far and wide, Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died; Then teach us, whatsoe'er betide, To love them all in Thee. 5 In sickness, sorrow, want or care, Whate'er it be, 'tis ours to share; May we, when help is needed, there Give help as unto Thee. 6 And may Thy Holy Spirit move All those who live, to live in love, Till Thou shalt greet in heaven above All those who live to Thee. Tune Title: [O God of mercy, God of might]
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Come, brethren, let us hasten on!

Author: G. Tersteegen Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #451 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6.6.6.7.6 Topics: The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Come, brethren, let us hasten on! The evening closeth round, 'Tis perilous to linger here On this wild desert ground. Come, toward eternity, Press on from strength to strength, Nor dread your journey's toil and length, For good its end shall be. 2 We shall not sue our final choice, Though straight our path and steep; We know that He who called us here, His word shall ever keep. Then follow, trusting, come, And let each set his face Toward yonder fair and blessed place, Intent to reach our home. 3 Come, children, let us unward go! We travel hand in hand; Each in his brother find his joy In this wild stranger land. As children let us be, Nor by the way fall out, The angels guard us round about, And help us brotherly. 4 Let all the strong be quick to raise The weaker when they fall; Let love and peace and patience bloom In ready help for all. In love yet closer bound, Each would be least, yet still On love's fair path most pure from ill, Most loving would be found. 5 Come, brothers, wander on with joy, For shorter grows the way, The hour that frees us from the flesh Draws nearer day by day. A little truth and love, A little courage yet, More free from earth, more apt to set Your hopes on things above. 6 It will not last for very long, A little farther roam; It will not last much longer now Ere we shall reach our home; There shall we ever rest, There with our Father dwell, With all the saints who served Him well, There truly, deeply blest. 7 Friend of our dear and perfect choice, Thou joy of all that live, Being that know'st not chance or change, What courage dost thou give! All beauty, Lord, we see, All bliss and life and love, In Him in whom we live and move, And we are glad in Thee. Tune Title: [Come, brethren, let us hasten on!]
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Who givest all

Author: C. Wordsworth Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #452 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.4 Topics: The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity First Line: O Lord of heaven and earth and sea Lyrics: 1 O Lord of heaven and earth and sea, To Thee all praise and glory be; How shall we show our love to Thee, Who givest all? 2 The golden sunshine, vernal air, Sweet flowers and fruit, Thy love declare; Where harvests ripen, Thou art there, Who givest all. 3 For peaceful homes, and healthful days, For all the blessings earth displays, We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, Who givest all. 4 Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav'st Him for a world undone, And freely with that blessed One Thou givest all. 5 Thou giv'st the Spirit's holy dower, Spirit of life, and love, and power, And dost His sevenfold graces shower Upon us all. 6 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, For means of grace and hopes of heaven, What can to Thee, O Lord, be given, Who givest all? 7 We lose what on ourselves we spend, We have, as treasure without end Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, Who givest all. 8 Whatever Lord, we lend to Thee, Repaid a thousand fold will be; Then gladly will we give to Thee Who givest all,-- 9 To Thee, from whom we all derive, Our life, our gifts, our power to give; O may we ever with Thee live, Who givest all! Tune Title: [O Lord of heaven and earth and sea]
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Hjælp mig, o sødeste Jesus, at vinde!

Author: Filip Sinold; Nils Brorson Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #551 (1919) Topics: Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Hjælp mig, o sødeste Jesus, at vinde! Ofte jeg strider med skrøbelig Magt; Se dog, hvor Synden kan Hænderne binde, At jeg i Kampen er svag og forsagt! Frelsermand blid! Før du min Strid! At jeg kan vinde i Trængselens Tid! 2 Hjælp mig, o sødeste Jesus, at vinde! Lidet formaar kun min skrøbelig' Tro, Om ei din Naade som Solen vil rinde, Op i mit Hjertes formørkede Bo; Mørket fordriv, Styrke mig giv, Gudsfrygt opvarme mit Hjerte og Liv! 3 Hjælp mig, o sødeste Jesus, at vinde! Gjør dog min Kristendom renset og ren, Lad alt, hvad Hedensk er hos mig, forsvinde, Borttag af Veien Forargelsens Sten! Rens i sin Grund Hjerte og Mund, Gjør mig i Troen retsindig og sund! Languages: Norwegian
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Lad andre hen i Trældom gaa

Author: Kingo Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #292 (1897) Topics: Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening Lyrics: 1 Lad andre hen i Trældom gaa, Med Loven sig bemøde, Som ei har fanget Smag oppaa Den Friheds Himmel-Grøde, Som vi ved Jesu dyre Død Og Pine nød, Hvorfor han maatte bløde. 2 Lad Agar med sin Børne-Flok I villig Trældom være, Vi aldrig kan fuldtakke nok Og give Herren Ære. Som ved sin Søn bort fra os tog Det Lovens Aag, Som vi ei kunde bære. 3 Din Kirke og Jerusalem, Din fande Flok paa Jorden, Som har i Himmelen sit Hjem, Hvor den er tegnet vorden, Den følger Jesum i hans Ord Og derved gror, Befriet fra Lovens Torden. 4 Den Tid skal komme, naar den skal Med Friheds Krone gange, Og udi Himlens Glædesal Istemme Seier-Sange, Haar, med Vantroens Ismael, Hver Lovens Træl Skal blive Dødsens Fange. Languages: Norwegian
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Just as I am, without one plea

Author: Charlotte Elliott Hymnal: Church Book #366a (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy Blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidst 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, year, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! Languages: English Tune Title: QUEBEC
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Just as I am, without one plea

Author: Charlotte Elliott Hymnal: Church Book #366b (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy Blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidst 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, year, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! Languages: English Tune Title: [Just as I am without one plea]
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O Morning Star! how fair and bright

Author: Miss Winkworth; Philip Nicolai Hymnal: Church Book #405 (1890) Topics: Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Morning Star! how fair and bright Thou beamest forth in truth and light! O Sov'reign meek and lowly, Thou Root of Jesse, David's Son, My Lord and Bridegroom, thou hast won My heart to serve Thee solely! Holy art Thou, Fair and glorious, All victorious, Rich in blessing, Rule and might o'er all possessing. 2 Thou Heavenly Brightness! Light Divine! O deep within my heart now shine, And make Thee there an altar! Fill me with joy and strength to be Thy member, ever joined to Thee In love that cannot falter; Toward Thee longing Doth possess me, Turn and bless me, For Thy gladness Eye and heart here pine in sadness. 3 But if Thou look on me in love, There straightway falls from God above A ray of purest pleasure; Thy Word and Spirit, Flesh and Blood, Refresh my soul with heavenly food, Thou art my hidden treasure; Let Thy grace, Lord, Warm and cheer O draw near me; Thou hast taught us Thee to seek since Thou hast sought us! 4 Here will I rest, and hold it fast, The Lord I love is First and Last, The End as the Beginning! Here I can calmly die, for Thou Wilt raise me where Thou dwellest now, Amen! Amen! Come, Lord Jesus, Soon release us, With deep yearning, Lord, we look for Thy returning. Languages: English Tune Title: WIE SCHÖN LEUCHT' UNS DER MORGENSTERN

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