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A Lamb Goes Uncomplaining Forth

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #75a (1901) Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; 'Tis laden with the sin of earth; None else the burden sharing. It goes its way, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, Its spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 This spotless Lamb, our soul's great Friend, And everlasting Saviour, God chooseth sin's dread reign to end And bring us to His favor. "Go forth, my Son! redeem to Thee The children who're exposed by me To punishment and anger. the punishment is great, and dread The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed, And free them from this danger." 3 Dilate, shrine of my heart, and swell, To thee shall now be given A treasure that doth far excel The worth of earth and heaven. Away with silver and with gold, With treasures of an earthly mold! I've found a better jewel. My priceless treasure, Lord my God, Is thy most holy, precious blood, Which flowed from wounds so cruel. 4 And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure Thy blood shall then my purple be, I'll clothe me in this treasure; It then shall be my glorious crown; thus I'll appear before the throne Of God, and need not hide me; And shall, by Him to Thee bethrothed, By Thee in bridal garments clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: AN WASSERFLÜSSEN BABYLON
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A Lamb Goes Uncomplaining Forth

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #75b (1901) Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; 'Tis laden with the sin of earth; None else the burden sharing. It goes its way, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, Its spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 This spotless Lamb, our soul's great Friend, And everlasting Saviour, God chooseth sin's dread reign to end And bring us to His favor. "Go forth, my Son! redeem to Thee The children who're exposed by me To punishment and anger. the punishment is great, and dread The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed, And free them from this danger." 3 Dilate, shrine of my heart, and swell, To thee shall now be given A treasure that doth far excel The worth of earth and heaven. Away with silver and with gold, With treasures of an earthly mold! I've found a better jewel. My priceless treasure, Lord my God, Is thy most holy, precious blood, Which flowed from wounds so cruel. 4 And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure Thy blood shall then my purple be, I'll clothe me in this treasure; It then shall be my glorious crown; thus I'll appear before the throne Of God, and need not hide me; And shall, by Him to Thee bethrothed, By Thee in bridal garments clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee. Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: VID ÄLFVARNA I BABYLON
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A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #58 (1893) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1 A LAMB goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; 'Tis laden with the sin of earth; None else the burden sharing It goes its way, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, Its spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 This Lamb is Christ, the soul's great Friend And everlasting Saviour; Him, Him God chose, sin's reign to end And bring us to His favor "Go forth, my Son!" He said, "and bail The children, who are doomed to hell Without Thine intercession. The punishment is great, and dread The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed, And save them from perdition." 3 "Yea, Father, yea, most willingly I'll bear what Thou commandest; My will conforms to Thy decree, I do what Thou demandest." O wondrous Love! what hast Thou done! The Father offers up His Son, The Son content descendeth! O Love! O Love! how strong art Thou! In shroud and grave Thou lay'st Him low Whose word the mountains rendeth! 4 Thou lay'st him, Love, upon the cross, With nails and spikes Him bruising; Thou slay'st Him as a lamb, His loss, From soul and body oozing; From body 'tis the crimson flood Of precious sacrificial blood, From soul, the strength of anguish: My gain it is; sweet Lamb to Thee What can I give, whose love to me For me doth make Thee languish? 5 Lord, all my life I'll cleave to Thee, Thy love fore'er beholding, Thee ever, as Thou ever me, With loving arms enfolding. Yea, Thou shalt be my Beacon-light, To guide me safe through death's dark night, And cheer my heart in sorrow; Henceforth myself and all that's mine to Thee, my Saviour, I consign, From whom all things I borrow. 6 By morn and eve my theme shall be Thy mercy's wondrous measure; To sacrifice myself to Thee, My foremost aim and pleasure. My stream of life shall flow for Thee, Its steadfast current ceaselessly In praise to Thee outpouring; And all that Thou hast done for me, I'll treasure in my memory, Thy gracious love adoring. 7 Dilate, shrine of my heart, and swell, To Thee shall now be given A treasure that doth far excel The worth of earth and heaven. Away with the Arabian gold, With treasures of an earthly mold! I found a better jewel. My priceless treasure, Lord my God, Is Thy most holy, precious blood, Which flowed from wounds so cruel. 8 This treasure ever I'll employ, This ever aid shall yield me; In sorrow it shall be my joy, In conflict it shall shield me; In joy, the music of my feast, And when all else has lost its zest, This manna still shall feed me; In thirst my drink; in want my food; My company in solitude, To comfort and to lead me. 9 Death's poison cannot harm me now, Thy blood new life bestoweth; My Shadow from the heat art Thou, When noonday's sunlight gloweth, When I'm by inward grief opprest, On Thee my weary soul shall rest, As sick man on his pillow. Thou art my Anchor, when be woe My bark is driven to fro On trouble's restless billow. 10 And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure, Thy blood shall then my purple be, I'll clothe me in this treasure; It then shall be my glorious crown Thus I'll appear before the throne Of God, and need not hide me; And shall, by Him to Thee betrothed, By Thee in bridal garments clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee. Topics: Passion
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A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: Church Hymnal for Lutheran Services #84 (1911) Lyrics: 1. A LAMB goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; 'Tis laden with the sin of earth; None else the burden sharing. It goes its way, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, Its spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death, Anguish, and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2. This Lamb is Christ, the soul's great Friend And everlasting Saviour; Him, Him, God chose sin's reign to end And bring us to His favor. "Go forth, my Son!" He said, "and bail The children who are doomed to hell Without Thine intercession. The punishment is great, and dread The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed, And save them from perdition." 3. "Yea, Father, yea, most willingly I'll bear what Thou commandest; My will conforms to Thy decree, I do what Thou demandest." O wondrous Love! what hast Thou done! The Father offers up His Son, The Son, content, descendeth! O Love! O Love! how strong art Thou! In shroud and grave Thou lay'st Him low Whose word the mountains rendeth! 4. Lord, all my life I'll cleave to Thee, Thy love fore'er beholding, Thee ever, as Thou ever me, With loving arms enfolding. Yea, Thou shalt be my Beacon-light, To guide me safe through death's dark night, And cheer my heart in sorrow; Henceforth myself, and all that's mine, to Thee, my Saviour, I consign, From whom all things I borrow. 5. By morn and eve my theme shall be Thy mercy's wondrous measure; To sacrifice myself to Thee, My foremost aim and pleasure. My stream of life shall flow for Thee, Its steadfast current ceaselessly In praise to Thee outpouring; And all that Thou hast done for me I'll treasure in my memory, Thy gracious love adoring. 6. Death's poison cannot harm me now, Thy blood new life bestoweth; My Shadow from the heat art Thou, When noonday's sunlight gloweth. When I'm by inward grief opprest, On Thee my weary soul shall rest, As sick man on his pillow. Thou art my Anchor, when by woe My bark is driven to and fro On trouble's restless billow. 7. And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure, Thy blood shall then my purple be, I'll clothe me in this treasure; It then shall be my glorious crown. Thus I'll appear before the throne Of God, and need not hide me; And shall, by Him to Thee betrothed, By Thee in bridal garments clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee. Topics: Lent Languages: English
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A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #191 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 A LAMB goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; 'Tis laden with the sin of earth, None else the burden sharing; It goes its way, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, Its spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 This Lamb is Christ, the soul's great Friend And everlasting Savior; Him, Him God chose, sin's reign to end And bring us to His favor. "Go forth, my Son!" He said, "and bail The children, who are doomed to hell But for Thine intercession. The punishment is great, and dread The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed, And save them from perdition." 3 "Yea, Father, yea, most willingly I'll bear what Thou commandest; My will conforms to Thy decree, I do what Thou demandest." O wondrous Love! what hast Thou done! The Father offers up His Son, The Son content descendeth! O Love! O Love! how strong art Thou! In shroud and grave Thou lay'st Him low Whose word the mountains rendeth! 4 Thou lay'st him, Love, upon the cross, With nails and spear Him bruising; Thou slay'st Him as a lamb, His loss, From soul and body oozing; From body 'tis the crimson flood Of precious sacrificial blood, From soul, the strength of anguish: My gain it is; sweet Lamb to Thee What can I give, whose love to me For me doth make Thee languish? 5 Lord, all my life I'll cleave to Thee, Thy love fore'er beholding, Thee ever, as Thou ever me, With loving arms enfolding. Yea, Thou shalt be my Beacon-light, To guide me safe through death's dark night, And cheer my heart in sorrow; Henceforth myself and all that's mine to Thee, my Savior, I consign, From whom all things I borrow. 6 By morn and eve my theme shall be Thy mercy's wondrous measure; To sacrifice myself to Thee, My foremost aim and pleasure. My stream of life shall flow for Thee, Its steadfast current ceaselessly In praise to Thee outpouring; And all that Thou hast done for me, I'll treasure in my memory, Thy gracious love adoring. 7 Enlarge, shrine of my heart, and swell, To Thee shall now be given A treasure that doth far excel The worth of earth and heaven. Away with the Arabian gold, With treasures of an earthly mold! I've found a better jewel. My priceless treasure, Lord my God, Is Thy most holy, precious blood, Which flowed from wounds so cruel. 8 This treasure ever I'll employ, This ever aid shall yield me; In sorrow it shall be my joy, In conflict it shall shield me; In joy, the music of my feast, And when all else has lost its zest, This manna still shall feed me; In thirst my drink; in want my food; My company in solitude, To comfort and to lead me. 9 Death's poison cannot harm me now, Thy blood new life bestoweth; My Shadow from the heat art Thou, When noonday's sunlight gloweth. When I'm by inward grief opprest, On Thee my weary soul shall rest, As sick men on their pillows. Thou art my Anchor, when by woe My bark is driven to and fro On trouble's restless billows. 10 And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure, Thy blood my royal robe shall be, And joy beyond at measure; It then shall be my glorious crown, Thus I'll appear before the throne Of God, and need not hide me; And shall, by Him to Thee betrothed, By Thee in bridal garments clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee. Topics: Passion of Christ
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A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #301 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; Laden with all the sins of earth, None else the burden sharing! Goes patient on, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, That spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 That Lamb is Lord of death and life, God over all forever; The Father's Son, whom to that strife Love doth for us deliver! O mighty Love! what hast Thou done! The Father offers up His Son-- The Son content descendeth! O Love, O Love! how strong art Thou! In shroud and grave Thou lay'st Him low Whose word the mountains rendeth! 3 Him on the cross, O Love, Thou lay'st, Fast to that torture nailing, Him as a spotless Lamb Thou slay'st; His heart and flesh are failing-- The body with that crimson flood, That precious tide of noble blood, The heart with anguish breaking! O Lamb! what shall I render Thee For all Thy tender love to me, Or what return be making? 4 My lifelong days would I still Thee Be steadfastly beholding; Thee ever, as Thou ever me, With loving arms enfolding. And when my heart grows faint and chill, My heart's undying light, O still Abide unchanged before me! Myself Thy heritage I sign, Ransomed to be forever Thine, My only hope and glory. 5 I of Thy majesty and grace Would night and day be singing; A sacrifice of joy and praise Myself to Thee still bringing. My steam of life shall flow to Thee Its steadfast current ceaselessly In praise to Thee outpouring; And all the good Thou dost to me I'll treasure in my memory, Deep in my heart's depths storing! 6 Shrine of my heart, give larger space For wealth that passeth measure! Thou must become a royal place For all-excelling treasure. Away, world, with thy golden hoard, And all the glories in thee stored, My treasure is in heaven: For I have found true riches now; My treasure, Christ, my Lord art Thou Thy blood so freely given! 7 This treasure ever I employ, This ever aid shall yield me; In sorrow it shall be my joy, In conflict it shall shield me. In joy, the music of my feast; And when all else has lost its zest, This manna still shall feed me; In thirst my drink, in want my food, Mu company in solitude, To comfort and to lead me! 8 And when I enter on Thy joys With Thee Thy kingdom sharing, Thyself my robe of triumph, Lord, Thy blood my right declaring, Shall place upon my head the crown, Shall lead me to the Father's throne, And raiment fit provide me; Till I, by Him to Thee betrothed, By Thee in bridal costume clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee! Topics: The Lent Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; Atonement Tune Title: [Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended]

A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Forty-Six Chorales #d1 (1936)

A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: The Selah Song Book (Das Sela Gesangbuch) #d2 (1922)

A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Book of Hymns for the Evangelical Lutheran Joint Synod of Wisconsin and Other States #d2 (1920)

A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Book of Hymns for the joint Evangelical Lutheran Synod of Wisconsin, Minnesota, Michigan and other states #d2 (1913)

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