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Lord, Thy Omniscience I Adore

Author: Emanuel Cronenwett Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #155 (1930) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Means of Grace God Lyrics: 1 Lord, Thy omniscience I adore! Thou knowest all that was before, Is now, and all that e'er shall be In time and thro' eternity. 2 Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me thro'; Awake, asleep, I'm in Thy view; My going out, my coming in, Thou seest, and my tho'ts within. 3 Before my lips my thoughts obey, Thou knowest what I mean to say; Yea, long ere yet they are my own, My tho'ts, as Thine, to Thee are known. 4 Such knowledge is too great for me, Too wonderful! I bow to Thee In humble awe, and rapt adore Thy vast omniscience all the more! 5 Lord Jesus do Thou light my heart And bid all darkness thence depart! O keep me steadfast in Thy grace Till I shall see Thee face to face. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ROCKINGHAM (NEW)

He that believes and is baptized

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #141 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: The Means of Grace Baptism; The Means of Grace Baptism Lyrics: 1 He that believes and is baptized Shall see the Lord's salvation; Baptized into the death of Christ, He is a new creation; Through Christ's redemption he shall stand Among the glorious heavenly band Of every tribe and nation. 2 With one accord, O God, we pray: Grant us Thy Holy Spirit; Look Thou on our infirmity Through Jesus' blood and merit! Grant us to grow in grace each day By holy baptism that we may Eternal life inherit! Tune Title: [He that believes and is baptized]

Savior, who Thy flock art feeding

Author: W. A. Muhlenberg Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #146 (1913) Topics: The Means of Grace Baptism; The Means of Grace Baptism Lyrics: 1 Savior, Who Thy flock art feeding, With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs Thy bosom share; 2 Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in Thy gracious arm! There, we know, Thy word believing, Only there secure from harm! 3 Never, from Thy pasture roving, Let them be the lion's prey; Let Thy tenderness so loving, Keep them all life's dangerous way. 4 Then, within Thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting-place, Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of Thy grace. Tune Title: [Savior, who Thy flock art feeding]

I Come, Invited By Thy Word

Author: J. C. Aaberg; Thomas Kingo Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #53 (1930) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Means of Grace Holy Communion Lyrics: 1 I come, invited by Thy Word, To kneel before Thine alter, Lord. Receive me, then, and bid me stay With Thee, the Life, the Truth, the Way. 2 O grant my soul the heav'nly food, Thy blessed body and Thy blood. Enrich me through this means of grace And make my heart Thy dwelling place. 3 Forgive my sins, supply my need, Forget, O Lord, each wrongful deed. Do Thou in love with me abide And let Thy Spirit be my Guide. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: BALLE

Lord, Cause Thy Face On Us To Shine

Author: Thomas Cotterill Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #94 (1930) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Means of Grace The Ministry Lyrics: 1 Lord, cause Thy face on us to shine, Give us Thy peace and seal us Thine; Teach us to prize the means of grace And love Thine earthly dwelling-place. 2 One is our faith and one our Lord; One body, Spirit, hope, reward: May we in one communion be One with each other, one with Thee. 3 Bless all whose voice salvation brings, Who minister in holy things; Our pastors, elders, deacons bless; Clothe them with zeal and righteousness: 4 Let many in the judgment day, Turned from the error of their way, Their hope, their joy, their crown appear:-- Save those who preach and those who hear. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: HEBRON

Thy word, O Lord, like gentle dews

Author: C.B. Garve Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #136 (1913) Topics: The Means of Grace The Word of God; The Means of Grace The Word of God Lyrics: 1 Thy word, O Lord, like gentle dews, Falls soft on hearts that pine; Lord, to Thy garden ne’er refuse This heavenly balm of Thine. Watered by Thee, let every tree Then blossom to Thy praise, By grace of Thine bear fruit divine, Through all the coming days. 2 Thy word is like a flaming sword, A wedge that cleaveth stone; Keen as a fire, so burns Thy word, And pierceth flesh and bone. Let it go forth o’er all the earth, To cleanse our hearts within, To show Thy power in Satan’s hour And break the night of sin. 3 Thy word, a wondrous guiding star, On pilgrim hearts doth rise, Leads those to God who dwell afar, And makes the simple wise. Let not its light e’er sink in night; In every spirit shine, That none may miss heaven’s final bliss, Led by Thy light divine. Tune Title: [Thy word, O Lord, like gentle dews]

Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace

Author: B. Barton Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #139 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Means of Grace The Word of God; The Means of Grace The Word of God Lyrics: 1 Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace Our path, when wont to stray, Stream from the fount of heavenly grace, Brook by the traveler's way; 2 Bread of our souls, whereon we feed, True manna from on high; Our guide and chart, wherein we read Of realms beyond the sky; 3 Pillar of fire through watches dark, Or radiant cloud by day; When waves would 'whelm our tossing bark, Our anchor and our stay; 4 Word of the ever-living God, Will of His glorious Son; Without Thee how could earth be trod, Or heaven itself be won? 5 Lord, grant us all aright to learn The wisdom it imparts; And to its heavenly teaching turn, With simple, childlike hearts. Tune Title: [Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace]

O living Bread from heaven

Author: J. Rist Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #148 (1913) Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Lyrics: 1 O living Bread from heaven, How hast Thou fed Thy guest! The gifts Thou now hast given Have filled my heart with rest. O wondrous food of blessing, O cup that heals our woes! My heart this gift possessing, In thankful song o’erflows. 2 My Lord, Thou here hast led me Within Thy holiest place, And there Thyself hast fed me With treasures of Thy grace: And Thou hast freely given, What earth could never buy,-- The bread of Life from heaven, That now I shall not die. 3 Thou gav'st all I wanted, The power can death destroy; And Thou has freely granted The cup of endless joy. Ah, Lord, I do not merit The favor Thou hast shown, And all my soul and spirit Bow down before Thy throne. 4 Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened With heavenly food, while here My course on earth is lengthened, I serve with holy fear; And when Thou call’st my spirit To leave this world below, I enter, through Thy merit, Where joys unmingled flow. Tune Title: [O living Bread from heaven]

Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness

Author: J. Franck Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #149 (1913) Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Lyrics: 1 Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness, Come into the daylight’s splendor, There with joy thy praises render Unto him whose grace unbounded, Hath this wondrous banquet founded, High o’er all the heavens He reigneth, Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth. 2 Hasten as a bride to meet Him, And with loving reverence greet Him, For with words of life immortal Now He knocketh at thy portal; Haste to ope the gates before Him, Saying, while thou dost adore Him, "Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee, And I never more will leave Thee." 3 Ah, how hungers all my spirit For the love I do not merit! Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging, Thought upon this food with longing, In the battle well-nigh worsted, For this cup of life have thirsted, For the Friend, who here invites us And to God Himself unites us. 4 Now I sink before Thee lowly, Filled with joy most deep and holy, As with trembling awe and wonder On Thy mighty work I ponder, How by mystery surrounded, Depths no man hath ever sounded, None may dare to pierce unbidden, Secrets that with Thee are hidden. 5 Sun, who all my life dost brighten, Light, who dost my soul enlighten, Joy, the sweetest man e'er knoweth, Fount, whence all my being floweth. At Thy feet I cry, my Maker, Let me be a fit partaker Of this blessed food from heaven, For our good, Thy glory, given. 6 Jesus, Bread of life, I pray Thee, Let me gladly here obey Thee. By Thy love I am invited, Be Thy love with love requited; From this banquet let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep its treasure; Through the gifts Thou here dost give me As Thy guest in heaven receive me. Tune Title: [Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness]

Jesus, the very thought is sweet

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #154 (1913) Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Lyrics: 1 Jesus, the very thought is sweet; In that dear name all heart-joys meet; But O, than the honey sweeter far, The glimpses of His presence are. 2 No word is sung more sweet than this: No name is heard more full of bliss; No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh, Than Jesus, Son of God most high. 3 Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn, How good to them for sin that that mourn! To them that seek Thee, O how kind! But what art Thou to them that find? 4 Jesus, Thou sweetness, pure and blest, Truth’s fountain, light of souls distressed, Surpassing all that heart requires, Exceeding all that soul desires! 5 No tongue of mortal can express, No pen can write its blessedness: He only who hath proved it knows What bliss from love of Jesus flows. 6 O Jesus, King of wondrous might! O Victor, glorious from the fight! Sweetness that may not be expressed, And altogether loveliest! 7 Remain with us, O Lord, today! In every heart Thy grace display; That now the shades of night are fled, On Thee our spirits may be fed. 8 I seek for Jesus in repose, When round my heart its chambers close; Abroad, and when I shut the door, I long for Jesus evermore. 9 With Mary in the morning gloom I seek for Jesus at the tomb; For Him with love's most earnest cry, I seek with heart and not with eye. 10 Jesus, to God the Father gone, Is seated on the heavenly throne: My heart hath also passed from me, That where He is there it may be. 11 We follow Jesus now, and raise The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise, That He at last may make us meet With Him to gain the heavenly seat.