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Christ Is Risen

Author: Brian Wren, b. 1936 Hymnal: Sing! A New Creation #147 (2002) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Christ is risen! Shout hosanna! Lyrics: 1 Christ is risen! Shout hosanna! Celebrate this day of days! Christ is risen! Hush in wonder; all creation is amazed. In the desert all-surrounding, see, a spreading tree has grown. Healing leaves of grace abounding bring a taste of love unknown. 2 Christ is risen! Raise your spirits from the caverns of despair. Walk with gladness in the morning. See what love can do and dare. Drink the wine of resurrection, not a servant, but a friend. Jesus is our strong companion. Joy and peace shall never end. 3 Christ is risen! Earth and heaven nevermore shall be the same. Break the bread of new creation where the world is still in pain. Tell its grim, demonic chorus: “Christ is risen! Get you gone!” God the First and Last is with us. Sing hosanna everyone! Topics: Easter and Ascension Scripture: Revelation 1 Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Ernst C. Homburg Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #151 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death, our foe, Who, Thyself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe,-- Thro' thy suff'rings, death, and merit I eternal life inherit: Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, O Thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst Thou my soul deliver From the bonds of sin forever. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou hast borne the smiting only That my wounds might all be whole; Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely, Rest to give my weary soul; Yea, the curse of God enduring, Blessing unto me securing. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Heartless scoffers did surround Thee, Treating Thee with shameful scorn And with piercing thorns they crowned Thee. All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne That as Thine Thou mightest own me And with heavenly glory crown me. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 5 Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee That from pain I might be free; Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee,-- Thence I gain security; Comfortless Thy soul did languish Me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 6 Thou hast suffered great affliction And hast borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, Fully to atone for me; Thou didst choose to be tormented That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 7 Then, for all that wrought my pardon, For Thy sorrows deep and sore, For Thine anguish in the Garden, I will thank Thee evermore, Thank Thee for Thy groaning, sighing, For Thy bleeding and Thy dying, For that last triumphant cry, And shall praise Thee, Lord, on high. Topics: The Church Year Lent Scripture: Matthew 26:64-67 Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Break Forth, O Beauteous

Author: Johann Rist; John Troutbeck; Fred Pratt Green Hymnal: The Worshiping Church #158 (1990) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light Lyrics: 1 Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light, and usher in the morning; you shepherds, shrink not with affright, but hear the angel's warning. This child, now weak in infancy, our confidence and joy shall be, the power of Satan breaking, our peace eternal making. [ 2 This night of wonder, night of joy, was born the Christ, our brother; he comes, not mighty to destroy, to bid us love each other. How could he quit his kingly state for such a world of greed and hate? What deep humiliation secured the world's salvation! 3 Come, dearest child, into our hearts, and leave your crib behind you! Let this be where the new life starts for all who seek and find you. To you be honor, thanks, and praise, for all your gifts this time of grace: come, conquer and deliver this world, and us, forever.] Topics: Jesus Christ Self-humiliation; Christmas Season; Jesus Christ Self-humiliation; Satan Scripture: Genesis 3:15 Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH

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Hymnal: Himnario Evangelico Luterano ... 2nd ed. #158 (1939) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Languages: Spanish
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Ernst C. Homburg; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Hymns to the Living God #162 (2017) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the life of all the living, Christ, the death of death, our foe; who Thyself for me once giving to the darkest depths of woe, patiently didst yield Thy breath but to save my soul from death; praise and glory ever be, blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, O Christ, hast taken on Thee bitter strokes, a cruel rod; pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, 0 Thou sinless Son of God; only thus for me to win, rescue from the bonds of sin; praise and glory ever be, blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou didst bear the smiting only that it might not fall on me; stoodest falsely charged and lonely that I might be safe and free; comfortless that I might know comfort from Thy boundless woe; praise and glory ever be, blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Then for all that wrought our pardon, for the sorrows deep and sore, for The anguish in the garden, I will thank Thee evermore, thank Thee with my latest breath for Thy sad and cruel death, for that last and bitter cry, praise Thee evermore on high. Topics: Jesus Christ Suffering and Death Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed Hymnal: Chalice Hymnal #163 (1995) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, infant lowly, for his bed a cattle-stall; oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the Babe is Lord of all. Swiftly winging angels singing, bells are ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the babe is Lord of all, Christ the babe is Lord of all. 2 Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new; saw the glory, heard the story-- tidings of a gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing, greet the morrow: Christ the babe was born for you, Christ the babe was born for you. Topics: God Known in Jesus Christ Birth; Christian Year: Christmas; Jesus Christ; Jesus Christ: Birth Scripture: Luke 2:7-20 Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY

Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist, 1607-1667; John Troutbeck, 1832-1899; Norman E. Johnson, 1928-1983 Hymnal: The Covenant Hymnal #182 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light Topics: Christmas Birth Scripture: Matthew 1:23 Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Lord! Thou Source of All Perfection

Author: Balthazar Muenter Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #190 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Lord! Thou source of all perfection, Fountain of eternal love, Fill the famished soul that thirsteth For the waters from above. From all evil passions purge me, In the path of justice urge me, Teach my heart to love but Thee, Thou whoever lovest me. 2 Lord, in Thee I have my being, All I am to Thee I owe, Ev'ry heav'nward aspiration, Ev'ry thought from Thee doth flow; Of Thy goodness and Thy power Blessings daily on us shower; Fount of heav'nly Love Thou art, Spring Thou up within my heart. 3 Blessed stream of our atonement From the cross of Christ that flowed, Fellowship with Him in glory, Hope of all eternal good, On my path His light and leading, And His grace, all grace exceeding,-- All the blessings from above Prompt me to return Thy love. 4 Grant, O God, the power to love Thee Here in truth and holiness, Till my love be full and perfect In the realms of heavenly bliss, When, translated into glory, With Thy countenance shining o'er me, I shall drink with saints above From the well-spring of Thy love. Amen. Topics: Church Year Trinity Season; Sixth Sunday after Easter; Trinty, Second Sunday; Trinity, Eighteenth Sunday; Atonement; Prayer for Love Scripture: Matthew 22:34-46 Languages: English Tune Title: TVIFLAN UR MIN SJÄL FÖRSVINNE

Break forth, O beauteous light

Author: John Troutbeck, 1832-1899; Johann Rist, 1607-1667 Hymnal: The Beacon Song and Service book #191 (1935) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light Topics: Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: CHORALE
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Christ, the Life of all the living

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #196 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death, our foe, Who Thyself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe, Madest reconciliation, And hast saved me from damnation: Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, 0 Thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst Thou my soul deliver From the bonds of sin forever. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou hast borne the smiting only That my wounds might all be whole; Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely, Rest to give my weary soul; Yea, the curse of God enduring, Blessing unto me securing. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Heartless scoffers did surround Thee, Treating Thee with cruel scorn, E'en with piercing thorns they crowned Thee; All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne, That as Thine Thou mightest own me, And with heavenly glory crown me. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 5 Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee, That from pain I might be free; Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee-- Thence I gain security; Comfortless once Thou didst languish, Me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 6 Thou hast suffered great affliction And hast borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, That Thou might'st atone for me; Thou didst choose to be tormented, That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English

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