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Blessed Jesus, at Thy word

Author: T. Clausnitzer Hymnal: HELC1886 #4 (1886) Person Name: T. Clausnitzer Lyrics: 1 Blessed Jesus, at Thy word we are gathered all to hear Thee; Let our hearts and souls be stirred now to seek and love and fear Thee; By Thy teachings sweet and holy drawn from earth to love Thee solely. 2 All our knowledge, sense, and sight Lie in deepest darkness shrouded, Till Thy Spirit breaks our night With the beams of truth unclouded; Thou alone to God canst win us, Thou must work all good within us. 3 Glorious Lord, Thyself impart! Light of light, from God proceeding, Open Thou our ears and heart, Help us by Thy Spirit’s pleading, Hear the cry Thy people raises, Hear and bless our prayers and praises. 4 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Praise to Thee and adoration! Grant that we Thy Word may trust, And obtain true consolation, While we here below must wander, Till we sing Thy praises yonder. Topics: Worship Languages: English Tune Title: [Blessed Jesus, at Thy word]
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We all believe in One true God

Author: Mag. T. Clausnitzer, d. 1684 Hymnal: HELC1886 #16 (1886) Person Name: Mag. T. Clausnitzer, d. 1684 Lyrics: 1 We all believe in One true God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, present Helper in all need, praised by all the heavenly host, by whose mighty power alone all is made, and wrought, and done. 2 And we believe in Jesus Christ, Son of God, and Mary's Son, Who descended from His throne, And for us salvation won; By whose blood and death are we Rescued from all misery. 3 And we confess the Holy Ghost, Who from both fore'er proceeds; Who upholds and comforts us In the midst of fears and needs. Blest and holy Trinity, Praise forever be to Thee! Topics: The Church Year Languages: English Tune Title: [We all believe in One true God]
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All glory be to God on high

Author: N. Decius (?) Hymnal: HELC1886 #1 (1886) Person Name: N. Decius (?) Lyrics: 1 All glory be to God on high, who hath our race befriended! To us no harm shall now come nigh, the strife at last is ended; God showeth His good will to men, And peace shall reign on earth again; O thank Him for His goodness! 2 We praise, we worship Thee, we trust, And give Thee thanks forever, O Father, that Thy rule is just, And wise, and changes never: Thy boundless power o'er all things reigns, Done is whate'er Thy will ordains; Well for us that Thou rulest! 3 O Jesus Christ, Thou only Son Of God, Thy heavenly Father, Who didst for all our sins atone And the lost sheep dost gather, Thou Lamb of God, to Thee on high From out our depths we sinners cry, Have mercy on us, Jesus! 4 O Holy Ghost, Thou precious Gift, Thou Comforter unfailing, O'er Satan's snares our souls uplift, And let Thy pow'r availing Avert our woes and calm our dread; For us the Saviour's blood was shed, We trust in Thee to save us! Topics: Worship Languages: English Tune Title: [All glory be to God on high]
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I fall asleep in Jesus' wounds

Author: Dr. P. Eber Hymnal: HELC1886 #31 (1886) Person Name: Dr. P. Eber Lyrics: 1 I fall asleep in Jesus' wounds, there pardon for my sin abounds; Yea, Jesus' blood and righteousness my jewels are, my glorious dress, wherein before my God I stand, when I shall reach the heavenly land. 2 With peace and joy I now depart, God's child I am with all my heart; I thank thee, death, thou leadest me To that true life where I would be. So cleansed by Christ I fear not death. Lord Jesus, strengthen Thou my faith! Topics: Death And Eternity Languages: English Tune Title: [I fall asleep in Jesus' wounds]
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O Lord, how shall I meet Thee

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: HELC1886 #7 (1886) Person Name: P. Gerhardt Lyrics: 1 O Lord, how shall I meet Thee, how welcome Thee aright? All nations long to greet Thee, My hope, my heart’s delight! O kindle, dearest Jesus, Thy lamp within my breast, That I may know what pleases Thee, Lord, my heavenly guest. 2 Thy Zion strews before Thee Green boughs and fairest palms, And I too will adore Thee With sweetest songs and psalms. My heart shall bloom forever For Thee with praises new, And from Thy name shall never Withhold the honor due. 3 What hast Thou left ungranted, To give me glad relief? When soul and body panted In utmost depth of grief, In deepest degradation, Devoid of joy and peace, Then Thou, my soul's Salvation, Didst come to bring release. 4 I lay in fetters groaning, Thou com’st to set me free; I stood, my shame bemoaning, Thou com’st to honor me; A glory Thou dost give me, A treasure safe on high, That will not fail nor leave me As earthly riches fly. 5 Naught, naught, dear Lord, could move Thee To leave Thy rightful place Save love, for which I love Thee; A love that could embrace A world where sorrow dwelleth, Which sin and suffering fill, More than the tongue e'er telleth;-- Yet Thou couldst love it still! 6 Rejoice, then, ye sad-hearted, Who sit in deepest gloom, Who mourn o’er joys departed, And tremble at your doom: Despair not, He is near you, Yea, standing at the door, Who best can help and cheer you, And bid you weep no more. 7 No care, nor effort either, Is needed day or night, How ye may draw Him hither In your own strength and might. He comes, He comes with gladness, Moved by His love alone, To calm your fear and sadness, Which unto Him are known. 8 Sin's debt, that fearful burden, Let not your souls distress; Your guilt the Lord will pardon And cover with His grace. He comes, He comes procuring The peace of sin forgiven, For all God's son's securing Their part and lot in heaven. 9 Why should the wicked move you? Heed not their craft and spite! Your Saviour, who doth love you, Will scatter all their might. He comes, a King most glorious, And all His earthly foes In vain His course victorious Endeavor to oppose. 10 He comes to judge the nations, A terror to His foes, A Light of consolations And blessed hope to those Who love the Lord's appearing. O glorious Sun, now come, Send forth Thy beams so cheering, And guide us safely home! Topics: The Church Year Languages: English Tune Title: [O Lord, how shall I meet Thee]
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O bleeding Head, and wounded

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: HELC1886 #11 (1886) Person Name: P. Gerhardt Lyrics: 1 O bleeding Head, and wounded, and full of pain and scorn, In mockery surrounded with cruel crown of thorn! O Head! once crowned with glory and heavenly majesty, but now despised and gory; yet here I welcome Thee! 2 Men spit upon and jeer Thee, Thou noble countenance, Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee, And flee before Thy glance! How art Thou pale with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn! How does Thy visage languish Which once was bright as morn! 3 Now from Thy cheeks has vanished Their color once so fair; From Thy red lips is banished The splendor that was there. Pale Death with cruel rigor Bereaveth Thee of life; Thus loses Thou Thy vigor And strength in this sad strife. 4 My burden, in Thy passion, Lord, Thou hast borne for me, For it was my transgression, Which brought this woe on Thee. I cast me down before Thee, Wrath were my rightful lot, Have mercy, I implore Thee, Redeemer, spurn me not! 5 My Shepherd, now receive me! My Guardian, own me Thine! Great blessings Thou didst give me, O Source of gifts divine! Thy lips have often fed me With milk and sweetest food; Thy Spirit oft has led me To stores of heavenly good. 6 O Saviour, do not chide me! From Thee I will not part; Here I will stand beside Thee, When breaks Thy loving heart; When soul and body languish In death's last fatal grasp, Then, in Thy deepest anguish, Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp. 7 Naught ever so much blesses, So much rejoices me, As when in Thy distresses I take a part with Thee. Ah, well for me, if lying Here at Thy feet, my Life, I too with Thee were dying, And thus might end my strife! 8 Thanks from my heart I offer Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend, For all that Thou didst suffer; My good didst Thou intend. Ah! grant that I may ever To Thy truth faithful be; When soul and body sever, May I be found in Thee! 9 When hence I must betake me, Lord, do not Thou depart! O nevermore forsake me, When death is at my heart! When soul and body languish, O leave me not alone, But take away mine anguish, By virtue of Thine own! 10 Be Thou my Consolation And Shield, when I must die; Remind me of Thy passion, When my last hour draws nigh. My eyes shall then behold Thee, Upon Thy cross shall dwell, My heart by faith enfold Thee; Who dieth thus, dies well! Topics: The Church Year Languages: English Tune Title: [O bleeding Head, and wounded]
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O Christ, our true and only Light

Author: J. Heermann Hymnal: HELC1886 #21 (1886) Person Name: J. Heermann Lyrics: 1 O Christ, our true and only Light, enlighten those who sit in night; let those afar now hear Thy voice, and in Thy fold with us rejoice. 2 Fill with the radiance of Thy grace The souls now lost in error's maze, And all whom in their secret minds Some dark delusion hurts and blinds. 3 And all who else have strayed from Thee, O gently seek! Thy healing be To every wounded conscience given, And let them also share Thy heaven. 4 O make the deaf to hear Thy Word, And teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord, Who dare not yet the faith avow, Though secretly they hold it now. 5 Shine on the darkened and the cold, Recall the wanderers from Thy fold, Unite all those who walk apart, Confirm the weak and doubting heart. 6 So they with us may evermore Such grace with wondering thanks adore, And endless praise to Thee be given By all Thy Church in earth and heaven. Topics: The Means Of Grace Languages: English Tune Title: [O Christ, our true and only Light]
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O God, Thou faithful God

Author: J. Heermann Hymnal: HELC1886 #28 (1886) Person Name: J. Heermann Lyrics: 1 O God, Thou faithful God, Thou Fount that ever flowest, Without whom nothing is, who all good gifts bestowest; A pure and healthy frame O give me, and within a conscience free from blame, a soul unhurt by sin. 2 And grant me, Lord, to do, With ready heart and willing, Whate'er Thou shalt command, My calling here fulfilling; To do it when I ought, With all my strength; and bless The work I thus have wrought, For Thou must give success. 3 O let me never speak What bounds of truth exceedeth; Grant that no idle word From out my mouth proceedeth; And grant, when in my place I must and ought to speak, My words due power and grace, Nor let me wound the weak. 4 If dangers gather round, Still keep me calm and fearless; Help me to bear the cross, When life is dark and cheerless; Let me subdue my foe By words and actions kind; When counsel I would know, Good counsel let me find. 5 And let me be with all In peace and friendship living, As far as Christians may; And if Thou aught art giving Of wealth and honors fair, O this refuse me not, That naught be mingled there Of goods unjustly got. 6 And if a longer life Be here on earth decreed me, And Thou through many a strife To ripe old age wilt lead me, Thy patience in me shed, Avert all sin and shame, And crown my hoary head With pure untarnished fame. 7 Let me depart this life Confiding in my Saviour; Do Thou my soul receive, That it may live forever; And let my body have A quiet resting-place Beside a Christian's grave, And let it sleep in peace. 8 And on that solemn day, When all the dead are waking, Stretch o'er my grave Thy hand, Thyself my slumbers breaking; Then let me hear Thy voice, And change this earthly frame, And bid me aye rejoice With those who love Thy name. Topics: The Christian Life Languages: English Tune Title: [O God, Thou faithful God]
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Let us all with gladsome voice

Author: U. Langhanns Hymnal: HELC1886 #8 (1886) Person Name: U. Langhanns Lyrics: 1 Let us all with gladsome voice praise the God of heaven, who to bid our hearts rejoice His own Son hath given. 2 To this vale of tears He comes, Here to serve in sadness, That with Him in heavens fair homes We may reign in gladness. 3 We are rich, for He was poor; Is not this a wonder? Therefore praise God evermore, Here on earth and yonder! 4 O Lord Christ, our Saviour dear, Be Thou ever near us. Grant us now a glad New Year; Amen, Jesus, hear us! Topics: The Church Year Languages: English Tune Title: [Let us all with gladsome voice]
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Jesus Christ, my sure Defence

Author: Louisa Henrietta, Electress of Brandenburgh Hymnal: HELC1886 #12 (1886) Person Name: Louisa Henrietta, Electress of Brandenburgh Lyrics: 1 Jesus Christ, my sure Defense and my Saviour, ever liveth; Knowing this, my confidence rests upon the hope it giveth, though the night of death be fraught still with many an anxious thought. 2 Jesus, my Redeemer, lives! I too unto life must waken; Endless joy my Saviour gives; Shall my courage then be shaken? Shall I fear? How could the Head Rise and leave His members dead? 3 Nay, too closely am I bound Unto Him by hope forever; Faith's strong hand the Rock hath found, Grasped it, and will leave it never; Not the ban of death can part From its Lord the trusting heart. 4 I am only flesh and blood, And on this corruption seizeth, But I know, my Lord and God From the grave my body raiseth, That with Him eternally In His glory I may be. 5 Glorified I shall again With this skin then be enshrouded, In this body I shall then See my God with eyes unclouded, In this flesh I then shall see Jesus Christ eternally. 6 Then these eyes my Lord shall know, My Redeemer and my Brother; In His love my soul shall glow,-- I myself, and not another! Only there shall disappear Weakness in and round me here. 7 What now sickens, mourns, and sighs, Christ with Him in glory bringeth; Earthly is the seed and dies, Heavenly from the grave it springeth; Natural is the death we die, Spiritual our life on high. 8 Then take comfort, nay, rejoice, For His members Christ will cherish; Fear not, they will hear His voice, Though awhile they seem to perish, When the final trump is heard, And the deaf, cold grave is stirred. 9 Laugh to scorn the gloomy grave, And at death no longer tremble, For the Lord, who came to save, Round Him shall His saints assemble, Raising them o'er all their foes, Mortal weakness, fear, and woes. 10 Only draw away your heart Now from pleasures base and hollow; Would ye there with Christ have part, Here His footsteps ye must follow; Fix your hearts beyond the skies, Whither ye yourselves would rise! Topics: The Church Year Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesus Christ, my sure Defence]

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