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Ye sons of men, in earnest

Author: Valentine Thilo; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #121 (1908) Topics: First Sunday of Advent Lyrics: 1 Ye sons of men, in earnest Prepare your hearts within, The wond'rous Conqu'ror cometh, Whose pow'r can save from sin, Whom God in grace alone Hath promised long to send us, To lighten and befriend us, And make His mercy known. 2 Oh, set your ways in order When such a Guest is nigh; Make plain the paths before Him That now deserted lie. Forsake what He doth hate, Exalt the lowly valleys, Bring down all pride and malice, And make the crooked straight. 3 'Twas thus St. John hath taught us, 'Twas thus he preached of yore; And they will feel God's anger Who list not to his lore. O God! now let his voice To Thy true service win us, That Christ may come within us, And we in Him rejoice. Languages: English Tune Title: EISLEBEN (Aus meines Herzens Grunde)

Naar Synderen ret ser sin Vaade

Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #124 (1919) Topics: First Sunday in Advent Lyrics: 1 Naar Synderen ret ser sin Vaade, I Sjælen dybt besværet gaar, Og Jesus kommer med sin Naade Og lægger den paa Hjertets Saar, Da slukkes Sorgen salig ud, Da blir der Glæde stor i Gud. 2 Naar Jesus kommer ind i Huset, Og hans den søde Hilsens Fred Har alle Hjerter gjennemsuset Og sænket sig i Sjælen ned, Da blir der stille lyst og mildt. Da enes atter, hvad er skilt. 3 Naar Jesus kommer ind i Huset Og sange Folket med sin Magt, Og alle Hjerter have sandet Hans Ord, og gjort med ham sin Pagt Da blir der lysteligt at bo I Herrens Fred og stille Ro. 4 Naar Jesus kommer–kjært at sige, Der blir et ganske andet Liv, Et sandt og elskeligt Guds Rige Hos Smaa og Store, Mand og Viv, Og Kjærlighed og Himlens Haab Alt ved Guds Aand og Ord og Daab. 5 Da stilles Jammeren og Nøden, Da brydes alle Satans Baand, Da blir der trøstefuldt i Døden Thi Sjælen er i Jesu Haand; Naar vi skal vandre Dødens Dal, Hans Kjæp og Stav os trøste skal. 6 O maatte han nu snart faa træde Derind, hvor han er ubekjendt, Og bringe Liv og Lys og Glæde, At Hedenskab kan vorde endt, Og læget alle Hjertesaar I Kristnes Hus og Hednings Gaard! 7 Han staar for Døren nu og banker, Og, hvor der lades op med Bøn, Der gaar han ind og Sjæle sanker, Og holder Nadverd sød i Løn– Tænk! undre dit det ringe Tag, Hvor blev det dig en salig Dag! 8 Han staar for Døren nu og banker, O dyre Sjæl, giv Agt derpaa! Fornegt ham ei i dine Tanker, Og lad ham dog ei ude staa! Jeg siger i mit stille Sind: Du Guds Velsignede, kom ind! 9 Kom ind til mig og alle Mine, Og bliv vort Hjertes Trøsteskat! Kom ind med Lys til alle hine, Som bo endnu i Dødens Nat! Jeg siger i mit stille Sind: Du Guds Velsignede, kom ind! Languages: Norwegian

Naar Synderen ret ser sin Vaade

Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #124 (1897) Topics: First Sunday in Advent For Evening Lyrics: 1 Naar Synderen ret ser sin Vaade, I Sjælen dybt besværet gaar, Og Jesus kommer med sin Naade Og lægger den paa Hjertets Saar, Da slukkes Sorgen salig ud, Da blir der Glæde stor i Gud. 2 Naar Jesus kommer ind i Huset, Og hans den søde Hilsens Fred Har alle Hjerter gjennemsuset Og sænket sig i Sjælen ned, Da blir der stille lyst og mildt. Da enes atter, hvad er skilt. 3 Naar Jesus kommer ind i Landet Og sange Folket med sin Magt, Og alle Hjerter have sandet Hans Ord, og gjort med ham sin Pagt Da blir der lysteligt at bo I Herrens Fred og stille Ro. 4 Naar Jesus kommer – kjært at sige, Der blir et ganske andet Liv, Et sandt og elskeligt Guds Rige Hos Smaa og Store, Mand og Viv, Og Kjærlighed og Himlens Haab Alt ved Guds Aand og Ord og Daab. 5 Da stilles Jammeren og Nøden, Da brydes alle Satans Baand, Da blir der trøstefuldt i Døden Thi Sjælen er i Jesu Haand; Naar vi skal vandre Dødens Dal, Hans Kjæp og Stav os trøste skal. 6 O maatte han nu snart faa træde Derind, hvor han er ubekjendt, Og bringe Liv og Lys og Glæde, At Hedenskab kan vorde endt, Og læget alle Hjertesaar I Kristnes Hus og Hednings Gaard! 7 Han staar for Døren nu og banker, Og, hvor der lades op med Bøn, Der gaar han ind og Sjæle sanker, Og holder Nadverd sød i Løn– Tænk! under dit det ringe Tag, Hvor blev det dig en salig Dag! 8 Han staar for Døren nu og banker, O dyre Sjæl, giv Agt derpaa! Fornegt ham ei i dine Tanker, Og lad ham dog ei ude staa! Jeg siger i mit stille Sind: Du Guds Velsignede, kom ind! 9 Kom ind til mig og alle Mine, Og bliv vort Hjertes Trøsteskat! Kom ind med Lys til alle hine, Som bo endnu i Dødens Nat! Jeg siger i mit stille Sind: Du Guds Velsignede, kom ind! Languages: Norwegian

In Triumph Our Redeemer

Author: Erik Gustaf Geijer Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #137 (1926) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.7.6 Topics: Church Year Sundays after Easter; First Sunday after Easter; Christ Second Advent of; Christ Work of; Resurrection of Believers; Second Advent; Trials Lyrics: 1 In triumph our Redeemer Is now to life returned. All praise to Him who, dying, Hath our salvation earned! No more death's fetter galls us, The grave no more appalls us, For Jesus lives again. 2 In glory Thou appearest, And earth is filled with light; With resurrection radiance The very tomb is bright; There's joy in heav'nly places When o'er all earthly races The dawn of mercy breaks. 3 Teach me with Thee to suffer, With Thee to live and die, In trial and temptation On Thy help to rely. To them alone who suffered With Thee the palm is offered When our last fight is won. 4 When in the morning watches Of that last day of dread Thou comest in Thy glory To judge both quick and dead, How sweet Thy promise spoken, Thyself the living token, That death shall be no more. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: FÖRLOSSNINGEN ÄR VUNNEN

Hvordan takker vi vor Herre

Author: Brorson Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #151 (1897) Topics: First Sunday in Advent For Evening Lyrics: 1 Hvordan takke vi vor Herre, For han gav sin Søn herned? Mange skjønne lidt, desværre, Paa saa stor en Kjærlighed; Deres onde Syndelyst Dække de med Naadens Trøst, Vil af Jesu intet lære, Og dog sande Kristne være. 2 Vistnok ingen Sjæl fordømmes, Naar man paa sin Jesum tror, Naadens Kilde aldrig tømmes, Naaden er og bliver stor; Men det er en afsagt Dom, Siden Jesus til os kom, Skal man sig fra Synden vende, Eller ogsaa evig brænde. 3 At du vil i dine Lyster Fare fort, som du er van, Og dig dog ved Jesum trøster, Gaar i Evighed ei an. Kjære Hjerte, Et af To: Enten udi Bøn og Tro Syndens Vei at fly og hade, Eller lide Sjæleskade. 4 Lyset er i Verden kommet; Veed du ogsaa om du tror? Har du nogen Tid fornummet, At din Jesus i dig bor? Har hans Naade-Straalers Kraft I din Sjæl sin Virkning havt? Kan du i dit Hjerte finde, At der er et Lys derinde? 5 Hvordan gaar man dog og drømmer Udi saadan vigtig Sag, Og i Sikkerhed forsømmer Naadens dyrbare Dag! Det er Tid at sanse vel, Og at sorge for din Sjæl; Det et Tid at forkomme Herrens store Vredes Domme. 6 Gud, som Lyset lod opklare Udi Naadens blide Aar, Vil og ingenlunde spare Den, som dette Lys forsmaar. Vil du vende Ryggen til, Gud dig fra sig støde vil; Den, som ei vil Lyset kjende, Han skal sig paa Lyset brænde. 7 Lad din Naades Glans oprinde, Søde Jesu, at jeg maa Derved altid Veien finde, Som jeg bør at vandre paa! Vær min Formand, at jeg ei Kommer paa den brede Vei, Eller fra dit Fodspor viger, Til jeg ind i Himlen stiger! Languages: Norwegian

O how shall I receive Thee

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #157 (1913) Topics: The Church Year First Sunday in Advent; The Church Year First Sunday in Advent Lyrics: 1 O how shall I receive Thee, How meet Thee on Thy way; Blest hope of every nation, My soul's delight and stay? Jesus, Jesus, give me, By Thine illuming light, To know whate'er is pleasing And welcome in Thy sight. 2 Thy Zion palms is strewing, And branches fresh and fair; And every soul awaking, Her anthem shall prepare; Perpetual thanks and praises Forth from our hearts shall spring; And to Thy name the service Of all our powers we bring. 3 O ye who sorrow, sinking Beneath your grief and pain, Rejoice in His appearing, Who shall your souls sustain: He comes, He come with gladness! How great is His good-will! He comes, all grief and anguish Shall at His word be still. 4 Ye who with guilty terror Are trembling, fear no more: With love and grace the Savior Shall you to hope restore; He comes, who contrite sinners Will with the children place, The children of His Father, The heirs of life and grace. 5 He comes, the Lord, to judgment; Woe, woe to them who hate! To those who love and seek Him He opes the heavenly gate. Come quickly, gracious Savior, And gather us to Thee, That in the light eternal Our joyous home may be. Tune Title: [O how shaw I receive Thee]

Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates

Author: G. Wiessel Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #158 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.6.6 Topics: The Church Year First Sunday in Advent; The Church Year First Sunday in Advent Lyrics: 1 Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates, Behold the King of glory waits; The King of kings is drawing near, The Savior of the world is here. Life and salvation doth He bring, Wherefore rejoice and gladly sing: We praise Thee, Father, now Creator, wise art Thou. 2 The Lord is just, a helper tried, Mercy is ever at His side; His kingly crown is holiness, His scepter, pity in distress. The end of all our woe He brings; Therefore the earth is glad and sings, We praise Thee, Father, now; Mighty indeed art Thou. 3 O blest the land, the city blest, Where Christ the ruler is confessed: O happy hearts and happy homes, To whom this King in triumph comes! The cloudless sun of joy He is, Who bringeth pure delight and bliss; O Comforter divine! What boundless grace is Thine! 4 Fling wide the portals of your heart, Make it a temple set apart From earthly use for heaven's employ Adorned with prayer and love and joy, So shall our Sovereign enter in, And new and nobler life begin, To Thee, O God, be praise, For word, and deed, and grace! 5 Redeemer, come and, I open wide My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide: Let me Thine inner presence feel, Thy grace and love in me reveal. Thy Holy Spirit guide us on Until our glorious goal is won! Eternal praise and fame We offer to Thy name! Tune Title: [Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates]

Awake, thou that sleepest, arise from death's slumber!

Author: M. B. Landstad Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #159 (1913) Meter: 12.5.12.5.6.6.5.8 Topics: The Church Year First Sunday in Advent; The Church Year First Sunday in Advent Lyrics: 1 Awake, thou that sleepest, arise from death's slumber! Christ on thee shall shine; the daylight, now glowing in rays without number, Shows mercy divine; Repose now no longer, Lest night's dark and danger Soon come o'er thy soul. Awake now, arise, and be whole! 2 In earth's vale of sorrows the cold mists enshroud thee, And tears often flow; And suffering and grief seem the portion allowed thee In this life below; Yet, bear the glad message, That rescue doth presage, And pardon and peace Through Him who doth bring thee release. 3 In earth's dreary deserts the sharp thorns will wound thee, And rough is the way; And often thou longest from ills that surround thee To hasten away; Yet, cease now thy sadness God's springtime of gladness Through Christ thou shalt see: Awake, for He calleth to thee! 4 O lift up thine eyes now with hope unto heaven, The daybreak is here: Thy Lord let all blessing and honor be given, Go meet Him with cheer; When hearts are convicted Of sin, and afflicted His welcome will rise In anthems of praise to the skies. 5 To God be all glory, who graciously sendeth From heaven His light; The way and the truth and the life my soul findeth, And peace is my right. O Christ, shine upon us! From death Thou hast won us To follow, O Lord, Thy steps in the light of Thy word. Tune Title: [Awake, thou that sleepiest, arise from death's slumber]

Wake! the welcome day appeareth

Author: J. A. Freylinghausen Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #160 (1913) Meter: 8.8.7.7.8.8.8 Topics: The Church Year First Sunday in Advent; The Church Year First Sunday in Advent Lyrics: 1 Wake! the welcome day appeareth, How with joy our hearts it cheereth! Wake, the Lord's great year behold! That which holy men of old, Those who throng the sacred pages, Waited for through countless ages; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 2 Patriarchs and priests aspiring, Kings and prophets long desiring, Saw not this before they died: Lo, the sight to them denied! See His beams to earth directed! Welcome, O Thou long-expected! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 3 He, the Savior sent by heaven, Once through faith to Abram given, Israel's Son and glorious King, Hope to which the heathen cling, Now on earth with men abiding, Comes to Zion meekly riding: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 4 Lo! He comes, a victim willing, All His Father's will fulfilling; He will, through His precious blood, All things once again make good, Pain and shame of death sustaining, What was lost with joy regaining; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 5 In our stead Himself He offers, On th'accursed tree He suffers, That His death's sweet savor may Take our curse for aye away, Cross and curse for us enduring, Hope and heaven to us securing; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 6 Moses' law no longer rules us, Christ's free Spirit gently schools us; Ended now our captive thrall; He who God obeys in all, Through his Savior's death and merit, Now enjoys adoption's spirit; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 7 Rent the temple curtain's center, Fearless each may strive to enter, Through the veil, the holy place, There to stand before His face; He who once came down from heaven, Fear from all our breasts hath driven; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 8 Hence thy King, O Zion, praising, Heart and voice to Him upraising, Shout with joy, for once thou art In His reign to bear thy part; Come, thyself as offering bringing, Come, thou Bride, for ever singing Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Tune Title: Wake! the welcome day appeareth

Precious Word from God in heaven

Author: Benjamin Schmolke; Rev. E. Cronenwett, D. D. Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #189 (1908) Topics: The Catechism The Word; Second Sunday of Advent; Fourth Sunday after Easter; Ninth Sunday after Trinity; Twenty Second Sunday after Trinity; Sexagesima; Third Sunday in Lent; Twenty First Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Precious Word from God in heaven, Full of blessedness to me, All my trust to thee is given, And my springs all rise in thee; I in thee find all I need, That my soul to God can lead. 2 Gracious Spirit, Thou who showest In the Word the Father's heart, And all needful help bestowest, Light and sense to me impart, That I may the riches see Which God's Word here offers me. 3 In its solemn contemplation From vain cares let me be free, And in prayerful adoration Stay Thou all my thoughts on Thee, That the world may not annoy While I make Thy Word my joy. 4 What I read, help that I heed it, What Thou sayest, let me do; Strength to faith grant as I need it, And remind me still anew That the faith that counts above Is e'er active here in love. 5 Let thy grace sustain, protect me, That my ways ne'er from Thee part; Thy enlightening Word direct me; Seal this treasure in my heart, That my faith may steadfast prove, Till I walk by sight above. Languages: English Tune Title: REGENT SQUARE