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Hail to the Lord's Anointed

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 7.6 Appears in 842 hymnals Topics: Advent, Third Sunday Lyrics: 1 Hail to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes with succor speedy To those who suffer wrong; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing; Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying, Were precious in His sight. 3 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth; And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth. Before Him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go; And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow. 4 For Him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end. The tide of time shall never His covenant remove; His Name shall stand forever; That Name to us is Love. Scripture: Psalm 72 Used With Tune: AURELIA

Hvo vil med til Himmerige?

Author: Brorson Appears in 6 hymnals Topics: Third Sunday in Advent Lyrics: 1 Hvo vil med til Himmerige? Kommer, Jesus raaber nu, Kommer Fattige og Rige, Vender Hjerte, Sind og Hu Fra den arme Verden bort! Tiden er herefter kort, Her er mere at bestille End med Verdens Lyst at spille. 2 Har I drevet eders Dage Hen i Synd og Sikkerhed, Hvad vil det for Ende tage? Det gaar jo til Helved ned. Vender om, og søger Raad I en Hjertens Bedrings-Graad! Søger udi saadan Smerte Jesus ret af ganske Hjerte! 3 Dermed vandrer andeledes End den store Verdens Flok! Her skal kjæmpes, her skal bedes, Sagen er jo vigtig nok; Hver en Lyst skal gribes fat, Som sig fast hos dig har sat, At den aldrig, aldrig mere Over Sjælen skal regjere. 4 Jesu Fodspor er alene Vei til Himlens Herlighed, Og hvo dette ei vil mene, Han af Gudsfrygt intet veed, Al hans Kunst og Visdoms Vei, Al hans Gjerning duer ei; Vil man Vei til Himlen vide, Da maa Verden først til Side. 5 Du maa vride dig og vende Her saa længe som du vil, Syndens Lyst maa have Ende, Ellers er Guds Naade spildt. Siger du, du veed det grant, Hvo der kunde kun saa sandt! Hen til Gud, om Kraft at bede, Han til Hjælpen straks er rede. 6 Kjender du, at det er nødigt Ret at bruge Naadens Tid, Og dog agter overflødigt Nu at bruge al din Flid, Saa er det Bevis kun paa, At du ei for Satan maa; Vil du da din Fiende lyde, Og det evigt hart fortryde? 7 Op, I Kristne, ser dog eder Ret i denne Verden for! Vaager, sukker, banker, leder Efter Jesu rette Spor! Gaar i denne Verden frem, Som det ret kan sømme dem, Der hvert Øieblik med Glæde Færdig staar for Dom at træde! 8 Op, I Kristne, samler Kræfter, Fatter Mod i Barm og Bryst, Ret at følge Jesus efter, Ret at følge ham med Lyst! Holder eder til ham nær, Faar ham altid mere kjær, Elsker trolig eders Næste, Søger alt hverandres Bedste! 9 Kjender eders store Vaade I en grundig Ydmyghed! I vor Herres Jesu Naade Sænker eder ganske ned! Lægger uophørlig Vind Paa at have Jesu Sind, Hvad han gjorde, gjører efter! Han skal give Mod og Kræfter. 10 Er det ikke Tid at vandre? Evigheden er os nær; Beder! stræver med hverandre At formane hver især! Hid, I Store, hid I Smaa! Tager Jesu Kors kun paa! Følger alle, ingen svige, Hvo der vil til Himmerige!

He Leadeth Me

Author: J. H. Gilmore Appears in 1,268 hymnals Topics: Christ Guide First Line: He leadeth me: O blessed thought! Refrain First Line: He leadeth me, He leadeth me Lyrics: 1 He leadeth me: O blessed thought! O words with heavenly comfort fraught! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. Refrain: He leadeth me, he leadeth me; by his own hand he leadeth me: his faithful follower I would be, for by his hand he leadeth me. 2 Sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom, sometimes where Eden's flowers bloom, by waters calm, o'er troubled sea, still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. Refrain 3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, nor ever murmur nor repine; content, whatever lot I see, since 'tis my God that leadeth me. Refrain 4 And when my task on earth is done, when, by thy grace, the victory's won, e'en death's cold wave I will not flee, since God through Jordan leadeth me. Refrain Psalter Hymnal, (Gray)

Heralds of Christ

Author: Laura S. Copenhaver Meter: 10.10.10.10 Appears in 50 hymnals First Line: Heralds of Christ, who bear the King's command

His Coming Draweth Nigh

Author: Granville Jones Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: Weary hands will cease from labor Refrain First Line: Yes, the weary night is passing

How beauteous are their feet

Author: Isaac Watts Appears in 711 hymnals Topics: Third Sunday of Advent Lyrics: 1 How beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal. 2 How charming is their voice! How sweet their tidings are! "Zion, behold Thy Savior-King, He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears That hear this joyful sound, That kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found! 4 How blessed are our eyes That see this heavenly light; Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight! 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare His arm Through all the earth abroad: Let every nation now behold Their Savior and their God. Used With Tune: OLMUTZ

Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes

Author: Doddridge Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 820 hymnals Topics: Advent; Advent, First Sunday; Lent, Third Sunday Lyrics: 1 Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 On Him the Spirit, largely poured, Exerts His sacred fire; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire. 3 He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held: The gates of brass before Him burst, The iron fetters yield. 4 He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial day. 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of His grace To enrich the humble poor. 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace! Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring With Thy belovéd Name. Used With Tune: DIE HELLE SONN IST NUN DAHIN

Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding

Author: Edward Caswall (1814-1878) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Appears in 133 hymnals Topics: The Third Sunday of Advent Year A; The Third Sunday of Advent Year C Lyrics: Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding; 'Christ is nigh,' it seems to say; 'cast away the dreams of darkness, O ye children of the day.' 2 Wakened by the solemn warning, let the earth-bound soul arise; Christ, her Sun, all ill dispelling, shines upon the morning skies. 3 Lo, the Lamb, so long expected, comes with pardon down from heaven; let us haste, with tears of sorrow, one and all to be forgiven; 4 That when next he comes with glory, and the world is wrapped in fear, with his mercy he may shield us, and with words of love draw near. 5 Honour, glory, might, and blessing to the Father and the Son, with the everlasting Spirit, while eternal ages run. Scripture: Ephesians 5:8-15 Used With Tune: MERTON Text Sources: Based on Vox clama ecce intonat, (Latin, 5th or 6th century)

Halleluja, jeg har Min Jesus fundet!

Author: Brorson Appears in 4 hymnals Topics: Third Sunday in Advent Lyrics: 1 Halleluja, jeg har Min Jesus fundet! Hans Naades Glans er klar I mig oprundet; Nu ser jeg Veien til Guds Fryde-Bolig Nu kan, nu skal, nu vil, Nu kan, nu skal, nu vil, Jeg vandre trolig. 2 Fremad! min Tid er knap, Jeg faar at rende, Hvor løbe de omkap, Som Kronen kjende! Al Verden vil jeg først Bort fra mig kaste, Og som,en Hjort i Tørst, Og som er Hjort i Tørst, Til Himlen haste. 3 Kun fort paa Livets Vei, Oplyste Sjæle! I maa i Sandhed ei Ved Verden dvæle; Enhver for Gud sig til Den Sag forpligte, At vi til Himlen vil, At vi til Himlen vil, Alene sigte. 4 Kun fort, og strider mod De ande Tanker, Som sig i Kjød og Blod Om Sjælen sanker! Endog den mindste Lyst Ret at bekrige, Det løfter Haabets Trøst, Det løfter Haabets Trøst, Til Himmerige. 5 Det er en liden Tid, Saa har jeg vundet, Saa er den ganske Strid Med Et forsvundet, Saa kan jeg hvile mig I Rosendale, Og uafladelig Og uafladelig, Med Jesus tale. 6 Mig tykkes, at jeg ser, Hvor Gud sig fryder, Naar Jesu Stridsmænd mer Igjennem bryder, At det kan Ende faa Med deres Plage Og hver sin Krone maa, Og hver sin Krone maa, Af Jesus tage. 7 Jeg ser dig nok, min Krans I Himmerige! For dine Perlers Glans Maa Solen vige, Og naar jeg tænker paa, Hvo dig fortjente, Saa veed jeg, at jeg maa, Saa veed jeg, at jeg maa, Dit vist forvente.

Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face

Author: Horatius Bonar, 1808-1889 Meter: 10.10.10.10 Appears in 313 hymnals Topics: Third Sunday Before Advent Year A Lyrics: 1 Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face; here would I touch and handle things unseen, here grasp with firmer hand the eternal grace, and all my weariness upon thee lean. 2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God, here drink with thee the royal wine of heaven; here would I lay aside each earthly load, here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. 3 Mine is the sin, but thine the righteousness; mine is the guilt, but thine the cleansing blood; here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace — thy blood, thy righteousness, O Lord, my God. 4 I have no help but thine; nor do I need another arm save thine to lean upon; it is enough, my Lord, enough indeed; my strength is in thy might, thy might alone. 5 Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear; the feast, though not the love, is past and gone; the bread and wine remove, but thou art here, nearer than ever, still our shield and sun. 6 Feast after feast thus comes and passes by, yet, passing, points to the glad feast above, giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy, the Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love. Scripture: 1 John 1:1-7 Used With Tune: MAGDA