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Jesus, Thy soul, for ever blest

Author: Isaac Williams Hymnal: Church Book #187 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Thy soul, for ever blest, Hath gone among the dead, And to his peaceful place of rest The dying thief hath led. 2 And all for us; that when, ere long, We shall resign our breath, We may not fear to go among The unseen shades of death. 3 In death's dark vale I soon must be, But I will nothing fear; Thy rod and staff will comfort me; Thou hast Thyself been there. Languages: English Tune Title: DOMINE CLAMAVI

Sweet 'tis to sing to Thee,

Author: Anon. Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #502 (1908) Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Sweet 'tis to sing of Thee, Jesus, our heav'nly Friend; Praising Thy love so free, Jesus, our Friend. O for a heart to praise, Through all our earthly days, Thy wondrous works and ways, Jesus, our Friend. 2 Tender and patient Thou, Jesus, our heav'nly Friend; To Thy dear love we bow, Jesus, our Friend. O in Thy Spirit pure, May we our ills endure, Trusting Thy promise sure, Jesus, our Friend. 3 Ever be near our side, Jesus, our heav'nly Friend; Our Shepherd and our Guide, Jesus, our Friend. That we through all our days May gladly sing and praise Thy wondrous works and ways, Jesus, our Friend. Languages: English Tune Title: JESUS OUR FRIEND

Nearer, my God, to Thee

Author: Sarah Flower Adams Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #510 (1908) Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee; Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! 2 Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone; yet in my dreams I'd be, Nearer, my God, to Thee; Nearer to Thee! 3 There let the way appear, Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! 4 Then with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee; Nearer to Thee! 5 Or if on joyful wing Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee; Nearer to Thee! Languages: English Tune Title: BETHANY

Lord Jesus Christ, true Man and God

Author: Miss Winkworth; Paul Eber Hymnal: Church Book #549 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus Christ, true Man and God, Who borest anguish, scorn, the rod, And diedst at last upon the Tree, To bring Thy Father's grace for me: I pray Thee through that bitter woe, Let me, a sinner, mercy know. 2 When comes the hour of failing breath, And I must wrestle, Lord, with death. When from my sight all fades away, And when my tongue no more can say, And when mine ears no more can hear, And when my heart is racked with fear, 3 When all my mind is darkened o'er, And human help can do no more; Then come, Lord Jesus! come with speed, And help me in my hour of need; Lead me from this dark vale beneath, And shorten then the pangs of death. 4 Joyful my Resurrection be, Thou in the Judgment plead for me, And hide my sins, Lord, from Thy face, And give me Life, of Thy dear grace! I trust Thee utterly, my Lord, For Thou hast promised in Thy Word! 5 Dear Lord, forgive us all our guilt; Help us to wait until Thou wilt That we depart; and let our faith Be brave, and conquer e'en in death: Firm resting on Thy sacred Word, Until we sleep in Thee, our Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: HERR JESU CHRIST, WAHR MENSCH U. GOTT

Hvi vil du dig saa klage

Author: Joh. Heermann; Joh. Brunsmand Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #567 (1919) Topics: Twenty fourth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Hvi vil du dig saa klage Og give, kjære Sjæl, Dig saa med Sorgen plage? Tro dog din Frelser vel, Og vær i hannem fro! Han veed din Sag at vende Til god og lyksom Ende, Det skal du stadig tro. 2 Han aldrig dem forlader I nogen Modgangs Tid, Som kjende ham for Fader Og slaa til ham sin Lid; Ser det end farligt ud, Saa tør du ikke grue, Du skal dog Frelse skue Fra al Miskundheds Gud. 3 Han aldrig monne glemme, Hvad Nød du i er stedt, Thi skal du dig ei græmme, For Mennesken' er vred; Kun ti, og lid og bi! Vil han dig Hjælp tilskikke, Saa kan al Verden ikke Der gjøre Hinder i. 4 Om Satans Hær end sværmer, Saa er dog Gud din Borg, Som altid dig beskjermer, Og redder af al Sorg; Om hele Helvede Sig ind imod dig sætter, Det intet dog udretter, Guds Vilje dog maa ske. 5 Skal det og hart tilgange, Saa vrid dig ei derved, Det gaar saa andre mange I denne Usselhed; Langt bedre det dog er Med Guds Folk her at lide, End finde hisset Kvide Og evig Døds Ufærd. 6 Lad dig derfore nøie Med det i Jesu Navn, Som Gud vil selv tilføie, Det alt er til dit Gavn; Dit Haab paa ham kun stil! Hvad Harm der er for Haande Dig frelse af al Vaande Han baade kan og vil. 7 Derfor jeg ham hengive Vil mig og al min Id; Gud unde mig at blive Derved til evig Tid! Det alt behager mig, Som Herren selv behager, Jeg veed, han Omsorg drager For mig saa faderlig. Languages: Norwegian

Jeg veed at evigt Himmerig

Author: Hans Sthen Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #105 (1919) Topics: Twenty fourth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Jeg veed et evigt Himmerig, Som ei med Guld det røde Er smykket ud saa prydelig, Men med Guds Ord bet søde. 2 Der bor min Herre Jesus Krist, Som er Guds Søn den fromme, Min Brudgom kjær mig venter vist, Og beder til sig komme. 3 En Pilegrim er jeg forsand, Og snart hat Reisen Ende, Da gaar jeg til mit Fædreland, Mig kan ei bedre hænde. 4 Jeg fattig hid til Verden kom, Saa ringe var min Stamme, Gaar herfra ud med Haanden tom, Mig følger Død hin gramme. 5 Dog er jeg vis, at denne Krop I Døden ei skal blive, Men skal ved Guds Søns Kraft staa op, Han vil mig Glæden give. 6 Da opnaar jeg, det er min Tro, Som her led megen Plage, For Sorg og Strid Guds Fred og Ro I Evighedens Dage. 7 Jeg skilles fra al Usseldom Paa denne Jordens Tue, Min Herre Jesus raaber: Kom! Du tør slet ikke grue. 8 Jeg dig forløste med mit Blod, Og elskte dig af Hjerte, Vær derfor du kun ved godt Mod, Jeg døve vil din Smerte! 9 Har du mig kjær, min Hjertens Skat, Hvi vil du dig saa krænke? Thi paa din Synd, som er forladt, Jeg aldrig mer vil tænke. 10 Naar Verden al som Flyvesand Med Guld og Glæde viger, Da staar jeg hos din høire Haand, Den Ven, dig aldrig sviger. 11 Thi lader os i Evighed Gud takke allesammen For hans den store Miskundhed Ved Jesus Kristus! Amen. Languages: Norwegian

O faithful God, thanks be to Thee

Author: Nicolaus Selnecker; Rev. C. H. L. Schuette, D. D. Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #246 (1908) Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O faithful God, thanks be to Thee That Thou forgiv'st iniquity, And helpest me in sin's distress, And dost my soul and body bless. 2 By servant Thine Thou say'st to me: "My child, thy sin's forgiven thee! Depart in peace, and sin no more And e'er my pard'ning grace adore." 3 Yea, Lord, we bless the wondrous grace, That granteth us this joyful peace; It is though Jesus' precious blood That we enjoy the heavenly good. 4 Now, Lord, us all Thy Spirit give, Help us in holiness to live; Preserve to us, till life is spent, The Holy Word and Sacrament. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD HUNDREDTH

Dear Christians, one and all rejoice

Author: Richard Massie; Dr. Martin Luther Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #250 (1908) Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Dear Christians, one and all rejoice, With exultation springing, And, with united heart and voice And holy rapture singing, Proclaim the wonders God has done, How His right arm the vict'ry won; Right dearly it hath cost Him. 2 Fast bound in Satan's chains I lay; Death brooded darkly o'er me. Sin was my torment night and day; In sin my mother bore me; Deeper and deeper still I fell; My life became a living hell, So firmly sin possessed me. 3 My good works so imperfect were, They had no power to aid me; My will God's judgments could not bear, Yea, prone to evil made me: Grief drove me to despair, and I Had nothing left me but to die; To hell I fast was sinking. 4 Then God beheld my wretched state With deep commiseration; He thought upon His mercy great, And willed my soul's salvation; He turned to me a Father's heart; Not small the cost! to heal my heart; Not small the cost! to heal my smart, He gave His best and dearest. 5 He spoke to His beloved Son: 'Tis time to have compassion: Then go, bright Jewel of my crown, And bring to man salvation; From sin and sorrow set him free; Slay bitter death for him, that he May live with Thee forever. 6 The Son obeyed right cheerfully, And, born of virgin mother, Came down upon the earth to me, That He might be my brother: His mighty power doth work unseen, He came in fashion poor and mean, And took the devil captive. 7 He sweetly said: Hold fast by Me, I am thy Rock and Castle. Thy Ransom I myself will be; For thee I strive and wrestle:' For I am with thee, I am thine And evermore thou shalt be mine, The foe shall not divide us. 8 The foe shall shed my precious blood, Me of my life bereaving; All this I suffer for thy good, Be steadfast and believing: Life shall from death the vict'ry win, My innocence shall bear thy sin, So art thou blest forever. 9 Now to My Father I depart, From earth to heaven ascending, Thence heavenly wisdom to impart, The Holy Spirit sending: He shall in trouble comfort thee, Teach thee to know and follow me, And to the truth conduct thee. 10 What I have done and taught, teach thou, My ways forsake thou never, So shall my kingdom flourish now, And God be praised, forever: Take heed lest men with base alloy The heavenly treasure should destroy; This counsel I bequeath thee. Languages: English Tune Title: LUTHER'S HYMN

Songs of immortal praise belong

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #166 (1908) Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Songs of immortal praise belong To my almighty God: He hath my heart, and He my tongue, To spread His name abroad. 2 How great the works His hands have wrought! How glorious in our sight! And men in ev'ry age have sought His wonders with delight. 3 How most exact is nature's frame! Th' eternal God, how wise! His counsels never change the scheme That His first thoughts devise. 4 When He through Christ redeemed our race He fixed His cov'nant sure; His precious promises of grace To endless years endure. 5 Nature, and time, and earth, and skies His heavenly skill proclaim; But they alone are truly wise, Who know in Christ His name. Languages: English Tune Title: LANESBORO

Jeg beder dig, min Herre Gud

Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #113 (1919) Topics: Twenty fourth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Jeg beder dig, min Herre Gud, Lad op dit Miskunds Øre, Og hør mig nu, din syndig' Brud, Lad Satan mig ei røre! Send mig, o Gud, din Helligaand, Som min Forstand oplyser, Som kaldes en sand Trøstermand, Og Synden sønderknuser. 2 Jeg vaage eller sove maa, Din hellig' Død og Pine Lad aldrig mig af Minde gaa, Ei heller Vunder dine! Hjælp, jeg ei taler eller gjør Og udi Hjertet tænker Foruden det, dig ære bør, Og ei din Lov forkrænker. 3 Hidtil jeg ilde levet har; Det kan jeg daglig kjende, At Synden ligger paa mig svar, Og Døden er paa Hænde; Thi beder jeg, for din Miskund Lad mig dit Venskab fange, Og saa dertil en salig Stund Af Verden ud at gange! 4 Naar mine Lemmer tæres bort, Da kan mig intet trøste Foruden det, som du har gjort, Din Pine mig forløste; Thi und mig, at jeg maatte dig Mig ofre hen og give Med Sjæl og Krop, som du gav mig Udi min Moders Live! 5 Dertil hjælp mig, min Frelsermand, Du derfor Jesus kaldes, Du er den enest', frelse kan, Af dig det Ord og tales, Som gjør, at mine brustne Ben Igjen af Jorden vækkes; Min Sjæel i Guds Haand, uden Meen, Skal ei for Pinen skrækkes. 6 Da skal jeg se dit Aasyn klar, O Krist, min Glædes Krone, Naar du staar from med Engleskar Og store Guds Basune, Der skulle vi da glad fremgaa Til evig Ro og Lise Fuldkommelig Forløsning faa, Og dig saa evig prie. Languages: Norwegian