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Now I Have Found the Ground wherein

Author: J. A. Rothe Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #192 (1927) Topics: Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 Now I have found the ground wherein Sure my soul’s anchor may remain The wounds of Jesus, for my sin Before the world’s foundation slain; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, When heaven and earth are fled away. 2 Father, Thine everlasting grace Our scanty tho't surpasses far, Thy heart still melts with tenderness, Thy arms of love still open are, Returning sinners to receive, That mercy they may taste and live. 3 O Love Thou bottomless abyss, My sins are swallowed up in Thee! Covered is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesus’ blood, thro' earth and skies Mercy, free, boundless mercy! cries. 4 With faith I plunge me in this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest; Hither, when hell assails, I flee, I look into my Savior’s breast: Away, sad doubt and anxious fear! Mercy is all that’s written there. 5 Though waves and storms go o’er my head, Though strength, and health, and friends be gone, Though joys be withered all and dead, Though every comfort be withdrawn, On this my steadfast soul relies, Father, Thy mercy never dies! 6 Fixed on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth’s foundations melt away: Mercy’s full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love. Languages: English Tune Title: [Now I have found the ground wherein]
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Now I Have Found the Ground wherein

Author: J. A. Rothe Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #192 (1928) Topics: Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 Now I have found the ground wherein Sure my soul’s anchor may remain-- The wounds of Jesus, for my sin Before the world’s foundation slain; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, When heaven and earth are fled away. 2 Father, Thine everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasses far, Thy heart still melts with tenderness, Thy arms of love still open are, Returning sinners to receive, That mercy they may taste and live. 3 O Love, Thou bottomless abyss, My sins are swallowed up in Thee! Covered is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesus’ blood, through earth and skies Mercy, free, boundless mercy! cries. 4 With faith I plunge me in this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest; Hither, when hell assails, I flee, I look into my Savior’s breast: Away, sad doubt and anxious fear! Mercy is all that’s written there. 5 Though waves and storms go o’er my head, Though strength, and health, and friends be gone, Though joys be withered all and dead, Though every comfort be withdrawn, On this my steadfast soul relies,-- Father, Thy mercy never dies! 6 Fixed on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth’s foundations melt away; Mercy’s full pow'r I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love. Languages: English Tune Title: [Now I have found the ground wherein]
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O Thou Blest Immanuel

Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #197 (1927) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 O Thou blest Immanuel, What exceeding joy from heaven Hast Thou caused in me to dwell, Since Thy life for me was given! Thou hast me from Satan freed And supplied my every need. 2 In Thine arms I find relief, Soon Thy home I shall inherit; Sin and sorrow, death and grief Nevermore shall vex my spirit; For Thy Word to me doth pledge An eternal heritage. 3 Lord, my praise ascends to Thee For these days of joy and sorrow; They shall end in jubilee On that bright eternal morrow, When the sun of paradise Shall for me in splendor rise. 4 Rise in joyful faith, my soul, Banish all thy grief and sadness. Strong the stream of life shall roll Thro' my heart with constant gladness. Jesus who mine anguish bore Be extolled for evermore. Languages: English Tune Title: [O thou blest Immanuel]
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O Thou Blest Immanuel

Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #197 (1928) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 O Thou blest Immanuel, What exceeding joy from heaven Hast Thou caused in me to dwell, Since Thy life for me was given! Thou hast me from Satan freed And supplied my every need. 2 In Thine arms I find relief, Soon Thy home I shall inherit; Sin and sorrow, death and grief Nevermore shall vex my spirit; For Thy Word to me doth pledge An eternal heritage. 3 Lord, my praise ascends to Thee For these days of joy and sorrow; They shall end in jubilee On that blest eternal morrow, When the sun of paradise Shall for me in splendor rise. 4 Rise in joyful faith, my soul, Banish all thy grief and sadness. Strong the stream of life shall roll Through my heart with constant gladness. Jesus who mine anguish bore Be extolled for evermore. Languages: English Tune Title: [O thou blest Immanuel]
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Blest is the man, forever blest

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #207 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 BLEST is the man, forever blest, Whose guilt is pardoned by his God, Whose sins with sorrow are confessed, And covered with his Saviour's blood. 2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord Imputes not his iniquities, He pleads no merit of reward, And not on works, but grace relies. 3 From guile his heart and lips are free, His humble joy, his holy fear, With deep repentance well agree, And join to prove his faith sincere. 4 How glorious is that righteousness That hides and cancels all his sins! While a bright evidence of grace Through his whole life appears and shines. Languages: English
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Now I have found the sure foundation

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #217 (1893) Meter: 9.8.9.8.8.8 Topics: Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 NOW I have found the sure foundation, Where evermore my anchor grounds! It lay there ere the world's creation, Where else, but in my Saviour's wounds? Foundation, which unmoved shall stay, When earth and heaven pass away. 2 It is that mercy never ending, Which all conception far transcends, Of Him, who, with love's arms extending, To wretched sinners condescends; Whose heart with pity still doth break, Whether we seek Him, or forsake. 3 Our ruin God has not intended, Salvation He would fain bestow; For this the Son to earth descended, And then to heaven again did go; For this so loudly evermore He knocketh at our heart's closed door. 4 O depth of love, in which past finding, My sins through Christ's blood disappear; This is for wounds the safest binding, There is no condemnation here; For Jesus' blood through earth and skies Forever Mercy! Mercy! cries. 5 I never will forget this crying, In faith I'll trust it all my days, And, when o'er all my sins I'm sighing, I towards my Father's heart will gaze; For there is always to be found Free mercy without end and bound. 6 Though I be robbed of every pleasure That soul and body can make glad, Bereft of every earthly treasure, Forlorn, forsaken, lone and sad: However far His help may be, Her mercy yet is left to me. 7 If earthly cares and want oppress me, And cause me sorrow and regret That things so vain can still distress me, And give me so much trouble yet: Though I am bowed down to the dust, Still in His mercy I will trust. 8 If in the best of all my actions, In works that are admired the most, I must perceive great imperfections, I surely have no right to boast; Yet this sweet comfort doth abide: In mercy only I confide. 9 Be it with me as He is willing, Whose mercy is a boundless sea; May He Himself my heart be stilling, That this may ne'er forgotten be; Then it will rest, in joy and woe, On mercy, while it beats below. 10 On this foundation I unshrinking Will stand, while I on earth remain; This shall engage my acting, thinking, While I the breath of life retain; Then I will sing eternally, Unfathomed Mercy, still of Thee. Languages: English
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Not all the Blood of Beasts

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #253 (1901) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 Not all the blood of beasts, On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away; A Sacrifice of nobler name, And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burden Thou didst bear, When hanging on the curséd tree, And knows her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing His bleeding love. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: BEN RHYDDING
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From Every Stormy Wind that Blows

Author: Hugh Stowell, 1799-1865 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #263a (1901) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat, ’Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads; A place than all besides more sweet; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend, Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismayed; Or how the host of hell defeat, Had suffering saints no mercy-seat? 5 There, there, on eagles’ wing we soar, And sin and sense seem all no more, And heaven comes down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: BROOKFIELD
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From Every Stormy Wind that Blows

Author: Hugh Stowell, 1799-1865 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #263b (1901) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat, ’Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads; A place than all besides more sweet; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend, Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismayed; Or how the host of hell defeat, Had suffering saints no mercy-seat? 5 There, there, on eagles’ wing we soar, And sin and sense seem all no more, And heaven comes down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: RETREAT
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How Firm a Foundation

Author: Keen Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #270 (1901) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Topics: Faith and Justification First Line: How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord Lyrics: 1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word! What more can He say than to you He has said, Who unto the Saviour for refuge have fled? 2 "In every condition--in sickness, in health, In poverty’s vale, or abounding in wealth, At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, As thy days may demand, so thy succor shall be. 3 "Fear not, I am with thee; oh, be not dismayed; For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand. 4 "When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow; For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 5 "When through fiery trials thy pathways shall lie, My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply; The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 6 "E'en down to old age, all My people shall prove My sovereign eternal, unchangeable love; And then, when gray hairs shall their temples adorn Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne. 7 "The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, I will not, I cannot desert to His foes: That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, I’ll never--no never--no, never forsake!" Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ADESTE FIDELES (PORTUGUESE HYMN)

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