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O sinner, for a little space

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #309 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 O sinner, for a little space Lift up thine eyes, discerning How terrible a thing is sin; And so to wisdom turning, Upon the crucified One look, And thou shalt read, as in a book, What well is worth thy learning. 2 Look on His head, that bleeding head, With crown of thorns surrounded; Look on His sacred hands and feet, Which piercing nails have wounded; See every limb with scourges rent; On Him, the just, the innocent, What malice hath abounded! 3 'Tis not alone those tender limbs With so much pain are aching; For the ingratitude of man His heart within is breaking. O fearful was the chastisement The Son of Mary underwent, The place of sinners taking. 4 No man has any sorrow borne Like unto that affliction, When Jesus for our sake endured His people's contradiction; Beyond imagination were The sufferings He willed to bear In that dread crucifixion. 5 Now mark, O man, and ponder well Sin's awful condemnation. For whom were all those wounded endured? To purchase thy salvation. Had Jesus never bled and died, Then what could thee and all betide But fiery reprobation? 6 Flee, therefore, sinner, flee from sin And Satan's wiles ensnaring; Flee from those everlasting flames For evil ones preparing. O thank thy Savior, and entreat To rest hereafter at His feet, The life eternal sharing. Topics: The Church Year Holy Thursday; The Church Year Holy Thursday; Atonement Languages: English Tune Title: [O sinner, for a little space]

For help, O whither shall I flee?

Author: J. Neander Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #499 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 For help, O whither shall I flee? Who now to peace will guide me? To none, dear Savior, but to Thee, Can I with hope confide me. 'Tis Thine to give the weary rest, The mourning soul in Thee is blest,-- Help, Jesus, the afflicted! 2 My sin, O Lord, is now my grief, Against my will it rages: Thy grace alone an bring relief, While sin its warfare wages, All that I need is known to Thee, And now a part myself can see,-- Help, Jesus, the sin-burdened! 3 Good Shepherd, bearest Thou the weak? Sustain me in my weakness! Thou great Physician of the sick, Heal Thou my moral sickness! A prey to death I helpless fall,-- For health and strength to Thee I call, Save, Jesus, or I perish! 4 To those who trust Thee--"Nothing fear? I am the life!"--Thou criest; Seeks not my soul, with strong desire, The life which Thou suppliest? Though all my sorrows Thou canst lead, In death provide for every need-- Help, Jesus, the confiding. 5 I would do good, but still I fail,-- Must I thus always waver? What grief it gives Thou knowest well. Who shall my soul deliver, And set the salve for ever free From sin and death to live with Thee?-- I thank Thee, God, through Jesus! Topics: The Church Year Twenty-third Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twenty-second Sunday after Trinity Tune Title: [For help, O whither shall I flee?]

Oft as the bell, with solemn toll

Author: Newton Hymnal: Church Chorals and Choir Studies #32 (1850) Languages: English Tune Title: PASSING BELL

Oppressed by sin, O Lord, to Thee

Author: C.F. Gellert Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #102 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Oppressed by sin, O Lord, to Thee I come in my affliction: O, full of pity, look on me, Impart Thy benediction. My sins are great, where shall I fell? The blood of Jesus speaks for me; For all our sins He carried. 2 Repentant at Thy feet I fall, To Thy cross humbly clinging, O Jesus, hear me when I call, My wants before Thee bringing. My trust is in Thy grace and power; For all was finished in that hour, When Thou didst make atonement. 3 When I approach Thine altar, Lord, May I this comfort cherish, That on the cross Thy blood was poured For me, lest I should perish. Thou didst for me God's law fulfill, That holy joy my heart might thrill When on Thy love I'm feasting. 4 Be Thou my shield 'gainst Satan's power, Whene'er he would assail me; The victor's crown, when come death's hour, O let it never fail me! Lord Jesus,Thou who savedst me, My life I would devote to Thee, To praise Thy name forever. Topics: The Church Confession; The Church Confession; Confession of Sin Tune Title: [Oppressed by sin, O Lord to Thee]

Great God, what do I see and hear!

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #228 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Great God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated; The trumpet sounds; the graves restore The dead which they contained before; Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding; No gloomy fears their souls dismay; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him. 3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold His wrath prevailing, For they shall rise, and find their tears And sighs are unavailing; The day of grace is past and gone; Trembling they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet Him. 4 O Christ, who diedst and yet dost live. To me impart Thy merit; My pardon seal, my sins forgive, And cleanse me by Thy Spirit. Beneath Thy cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet Thee. Topics: Forgiveness of Sin; The Judgment; Ready to meet God; Resurrection of the Dead Languages: English Tune Title: OUT OF THE DEPTHS I CRY TO THEE

From depths of woe I cry to Thee

Author: Cornelius Becker Hymnal: The Summit Choirbook #249 (1983) Meter: 8.7.87.8.8.7 Topics: Faithful Departed Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English Tune Title: PSALM 130