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Many a gift did Christ impart

Author: Ernst Lange; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #21 (1861) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Many a gift did Christ impart, Noblest of them all is Love, Love, a balm within the heart That can all its pains remove; Love, a star most bright and pure; Love, a gem of priceless worth, Richer than man knows on earth; Love, like beauty, strong to lure; Love, like joy, makes man her thrall, Strong to please and conquer all. Love can give us all things; here Use and beauty cannot sever; Love can raise us to that sphere Whence the soul tends heavenwards ever; Though one speak with angel tongues Bravest words of strength and fire, If no love his heart inspire, They are but as fleeting songs; All his eloquence shall pass, As the noise of sounding brass. Science with her keen-eyed glance, All the wisdom of the world, Mysteries that the soul entrance, Faith that mighty hills had hurled From their ancient seats;--all this, Wherein man takes most his pride, Valueless is cast aside, If the spirit there we miss, That can work from love alone, Not from pride in what is known. Though I lavished all I have On the poor in charity; Though I shrank not from the grave, Or unmoved the stake could see; Though my body here were given To the all-consuming flame; If my mind were still the same, Meeter were I not for heaven, Till by Love my works were crowned, Till in Love my strength were found. Faith must conquer, Hope must bloom, As our onward path we wend, Else we came not through the gloom, But with earth they also end: Thou, O Love, doth stretch afar Through the wide eternity, And the soul arrayed in Thee Shines for ever as a star. Faith and hope must pass away, Thou, O Love, endurest aye. Come, thou Spirit of pure Love, Who dost forth from God proceed, Never from my heart remove, Let me all Thy impulse heed; All that seeks self-profit first, Rather than another's good, Whether foe or linked in blood, Let me hold such thought accurst; And my heart henceforward be Ruled, inspired, O Love, by thee! Languages: English

O Friend of Souls, how well is me

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Wolfgang C. Deszler Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #62 (1861) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: O Friend of Souls, how well is me, Whene'er Thy love my spirit calms! From sorrow's dungeon forth I flee, And hide me in Thy shelt'ring arms. The night of weeping flies away Before the heart-reviving ray Of love, that beams from out Thy breast; Here is my heaven on earth begun; Who were not joyful had he won In Thee, O God, his joy and rest! The world may call herself my foe, So be it; for I trust her not, E'en though a friendly face she show, And with her bounties heap my lot. In Thee alone will I rejoice, Thou art the Friend, Lord, of my choice, For Thou art true when friendships fail; 'Mid storms of woe Thy truth is still My anchor; hate me as it will, The world shall o'er me ne'er prevail. Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest, I follow leaning on Thy hand; From out the clouds Thy child Thou feedest, And giv'st him water from the sand. I know Thy wondrous ways will end In love and blessing, Thou true Friend, Enough if Thou art ever near! I know, whom Thou wilt glorify, And raise o'er sun and stars on high, Thou lead'st through depths and darkness here. To others Death seems dark and grim, But not, Thou Life of life, to me; I know Thou ne'er forsakest him Whose heart and spirit rest in Thee. Oh who would fear his journey's close, If from dark woods and lurking foes, He then found safety and release? Nay, rather with a joyful heart From this dark region I depart To Thy eternal light and peace. O Friend of souls, then well indeed Is me, when on Thy love I lean! The world, nor pain, nor death I heed, Since Thou, my God, my joy hast been. Oh let this peace that Thou hast given Be but a foretaste of Thy heaven, For goodness infinite is Thine. Hence, world, with all thy flattering toys! In God alone be all my joys; Oh rich delight, my Friend is mine! Languages: English

Yes, there remaineth yet a rest!

Author: Kunth; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #80 (1861) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Yes, there remaineth yet a rest! Arise, sad heart, who now dost pine, By heavy care and pain opprest, On whom no sun of joy can shine; Look to the Lamb! in yon bright fields Thou'lt know the joy His presence yields; Cast off thy load and thither haste; Soon shalt thou fight and bleed no more, Soon, soon thy weary course be o'er, And deep the rest thou then shalt taste: The rest appointed thee of God, The rest that nought shall break or move, That ere this earth by man was trod Was set apart for thee by Love. Our Saviour gave His life to win This rest for thee; oh enter in! Here how His voice sounds far and wide: Ye weary souls, no more delay, Nor loiter faithless by the way, Here in my peace and rest abide! Ye heavy-laden, come to Him! Ye who are bent with many a load, Come from your prisons drear and dim, Toil not thus sadly on your road! Ye've borne the burden of the day, And hear ye not your Saviour say, I am your refuge and your rest? His children ye, of heavenly birth, Howe'er may rage sin, hell, or earth, Here are ye safe, here calmly blest. Yonder in joy the sheaves we bring, Whose seed was sown on earth in tears; There in our Father's house we sing The song too sweet for mortal ears. Sorrow and sighing all are past, And pain and death are fled at last, There with the Lamb of God we dwell, He leads us to the crystal river, He wipes away all tears for ever; What there is ours no tongue can tell. Hunger nor thirst can pain us there, The time of recompense is come, Nor cold nor scorching heat we bear, Safe sheltered in our Saviour's home. The Lamb is in the midst; and those Who followed Him through shame and woes, Are crowned with honour, joy, and peace. The dry bones gather life again, One Sabbath over all shall reign, Wherein all toil and labour cease. There is untroubled calm and light, No gnawing care shall mar our rest; Ye weary, heed this word aright, Come, lean upon your Saviour's breast. Fain would I linger here no more, Fain to yon happier world upsoar, And join that bright expectant band. Oh raise, my soul, the joyful song That rings through yon triumphant throng; Thy perfect rest is nigh at hand. Languages: English

Creemos en un solo Dios

Author: Albert Lehenbauer, 1891-1955; Martín Lutero, 1483-1546 Hymnal: Culto Cristiano #101 (1964) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: El Año Cristiano La Santísima Trinidad; Christian Year The Holy Trinity Languages: Spanish Tune Title: WIR GLAUBEN ALL' AN EINEN GOTT

Now rests her soul in Jesu's arms

Author: Allendorf; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #103 (1861) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Now rests her soul in Jesu's arms, Her body in the grave sleeps well, His heart her death-chilled heart re-warms, And rest more deep than tongue can tell, Her few brief hours of conflict passed,— She finds with Christ, her Friend, at last; She bathes in tranquil seas of peace, God wipes away her tears, she feels New life that all her languor heals, The glory of the Lamb she sees. She hath escaped all danger now, Her pain and sighing all are fled; The crown of joy is on her brow, Eternal glories o'er her shed, In golden robes, a queen, a bride, She standeth at her Sovereign's side, She sees His face unveiled and bright; With joy and love He greets her soul, She feels herself made inly whole, A lesser light amid His light. The child hath now its Father seen, And feels what kindling love may be, And knoweth what those words may mean, "Himself, the Father, loveth thee." A shoreless ocean, an abyss Unfathomed, filled with good and bliss, Now breaks on her enraptured sight; She sees God's face, she learneth there What this shall be, to be His heir, Joint-heir with Christ, her Lord, in light. The body rests, its labours over, And sleeps till Christ shall bid it wake; The dust that earth and darkness cover, Then as a sun its tomb shall break. Ah, with what joy it rises then To meet the perfect soul again! Redeemed from death, no more to sever, At that great marriage feast shall they With all the saints their homage pay, And worship there the Lamb for ever. We who yet wander through the waste, In faith long after Thee on high; While here the bread of tears we taste, We think upon that home of joy, Where we (who knows how soon?) shall meet With all the saints at Jesu's feet, And dwell with Him for ever there. We shall see God; how deep the bliss We know not yet that lies in this; Lord Jesus, come, our hearts prepare! Languages: English

We All Believe in One True God, Maker

Author: Martin Luther, 1483-1546; F. Samuel Janzow, b. 1913 Hymnal: Lutheran Worship #213 (1982) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: We all believe in one true God Topics: Confirmation; Holy Trinity; Justification; Liturgical Hymns; Liturgical Hymns; Witness Languages: English Tune Title: WIR GLAUBEN ALL

We All Believe in One True God

Author: Martin Luther, 1483–1546 Hymnal: One and All Rejoice #353 (2020) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 We all believe in one true God, Who created earth and heaven, The Father, who to us in love Has the right of children given. He in soul and body feeds us; All we need His hand provides us; Through all snares and perils leads us, Watching that no harm betide us. He cares for us by day and night; All things are governed by His might. 2 We all believe in Jesus Christ, His own Son, our Lord, possessing An equal Godhead, throne, and might, Source of ev’ry grace and blessing; Born of Mary, virgin mother, By the power of the Spirit, Word made flesh, our elder brother; That the lost might life inherit, Was crucified for all our sin And raised by God to life again. 3 We all confess the Holy Ghost, Who, in highest heaven dwelling With God the Father and the Son, Comforts us beyond all telling; Who the Church, His own creation, Keeps in unity of spirit. Here forgiveness and salvation Daily come through Jesus’ merit. All flesh shall rise, and we shall be In bliss with God eternally. Amen. Topics: Catechism Hymns Languages: English Tune Title: WIR GLAUBEN ALL (Chant)

Beulah Land

Author: Edgar Page Hymnal: Timeless Truths #382 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: I've reached the land of corn and wine Refrain First Line: O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land Lyrics: 1 I’ve reached the land of corn and wine, And all its riches freely mine; Here shines undimmed one blissful day, For all my night has passed away. Refrain: O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land, As on thy highest mount I stand, I look away across the sea, Where mansions are prepared for me, And view the shining glory shore, My heav’n, my home forevermore! 2 My Savior comes and walks with me, And sweet communion here have we; He gently leads me by His hand, For this is Heaven’s borderland. [Refrain] 3 A sweet perfume upon the breeze, Is borne from ever vernal trees, And flow’rs that never fading grow Where streams of life forever flow. [Refrain] 4 The zephyrs seem to float to me, Sweet sounds of Heaven’s melody, As angels with the white-robed throng Join in the sweet redemption song. [Refrain] Scripture: Deuteronomy 8:7-10 Tune Title: [I've reached the land of corn and wine]

We all believe in God who made

Author: Martin Luther, 1483-1546; John Clement Pfitzner, 1942 Hymnal: Together in Song #435 (1999) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Church; Confession of Faith; Faith; Jesus Christ Redeemer; People of God; Providence; Renewal of Baptismal Vows; Resurrection; Salvation; Trinity Sunday; Unity of the Church Scripture: 1 Timothy 3:14-16 Languages: English Tune Title: WIR GLAUBEN ALL

Inside the Door

Author: U. P. Hymnal: Timeless Truths #461 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: Inside the door, O safe retreat Refrain First Line: Inside the door, oh, praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 Inside the door, O safe retreat, From stormy winds that fiercely beat, From tempest waves that rise and swell, Inside the door, here all is well. Refrain: Inside the door, oh, praise the Lord, Exalt His name with one accord, He is the door, He saves from sin, And shelters all that enter in; And so I now the theme repeat, Inside the door, O safe retreat. 2 Inside the door, O blessed calm, I feel a touch of heaven’s balm; And here my soul doth sweetly rest, As I repose on Jesus’ breast. [Refrain] 3 Inside the door, oh, let me stay, Nor let me wander far away; For in God’s house I would abide, Therein my soul is satisfied. [Refrain] 4 Inside the door, O Lord, I pray, Let me abide from day to day; Close by Thy side within the fold, That I Thy beauty may behold. [Refrain] Scripture: John 10:9 Tune Title: [Inside the door, O safe retreat]