"Open Now Thy Gates of Beauty" by Benjamin Schmolck, 1672-1737 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.3 1. Open now Thy gates of beauty, Zion, let me enter there, Where my soul in joyful duty Waits for Him who answers prayer. Oh, how blessed is this place, Filled with solace, light, and grace! 2. Lord, my God, I come before Thee, Come Thou also unto me; Where we find Thee and adore Thee, There a heaven on earth must be. To my heart, oh, enter Thou, Let it be Thy temple now! 3. Here Thy praise is gladly chanted, Here Thy seed is duly sown; Let my soul, where it is planted, Bring forth precious sheaves alone, So that all I hear may be Fruitful unto life in me. 4. Thou my faith increase and quicken, Let me keep Thy gift divine, Howsoe'er temptations thicken; May Thy Word still o'er me shine As my guiding star through life, As my comfort in my strife. 5. Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee, Let Thy will be done indeed; May I undisturbed draw near Thee While Thou dost Thy people feed. Here of life the fountain flows, Here is balm for all our woes. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #1 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 100:4 Author: Benjamin Schmolck, 1732, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Tut mir auf die schoene Pforte" Composer: Joachim Neander, 1680 Tune: "Neander" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "To Thy Temple I Repair" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. To Thy temple I repair; Lord, I love to worship there When within the veil I meet Christ before the mercy-seat. 2. I through Him am reconciled, I through Him become Thy child. Abba, Father, give me grace In Thy courts to seek Thy face. 3. While Thy glorious praise is sung, Touch my lips, unloose my tongue, That my joyful soul may bless Christ the Lord, my Righteousness. 4. While the prayers of saints ascend, God of Love, to mine attend. Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads; Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 5. While I hearken to Thy Law, Fill my soul with humble awe Till Thy Gospel bring to me Life and immortality. 6. While Thy ministers proclaim Peace and pardon in Thy name, Through their voice, by faith, may I Hear Thee speaking from the sky. 7. From Thy house when I return, May my heart within me burn And at evening let me say, "I have walked with God today." _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #2 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 9:14 Author: James Montgomery, 1812 Tune: "Gott sei Dank" 1st Published in: _Neues geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus Christ, Be Present Now" by unknown author, 1651 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord Jesus Christ, be present now, Our hearts in true devotion bow, Thy Spirit send with grace divine, And let Thy truth within us shine. 2. Unseal our lips to sing Thy praise, Our souls to Thee in worship raise, Make strong our faith, increase our light That we may know Thy name aright; 3. Until we join the hosts that cry, "Holy art Thou, O Lord, most high!" And in the light of that blest place Fore'er behold Thee face to face. 4. Glory to God the Father, Son, And Holy Spirit, Three in One! To Thee, O blessed Trinity, Be praise throughout eternity! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #3 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 95:2 Author: unknown, 1651 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Herr Jesu Christ, dich zu uns wend" Tune: "Herr Jesu Christ, dich" 1st Published in: _Cantionale Germanicum_ Town: Dresden, 1628 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "God Himself Is Present" by Gerhard Tersteegen, 1697-1769 Translated by Frederick W. Foster, 1760-1835 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.5 1. God Himself is present: Let us now adore Him And with awe appear before Him. God is in His temple-- All within keep silence, Prostrate lie with deepest reverence. Him alone God we own, Him, our God and Savior; Praise His name forever. 2. God Himself is present: Hear the harps resounding; See the hosts the throne surrounding! "Holy, holy, holy"-- Hear the hymn ascending, Songs of saints and angels blending. Bow Thine ear To us here: Hear, O Christ, the praises That Thy Church now raises. 3. O Thou Fount of blessing, Purify my spirit, Trusting only in Thy merit. Like the holy angels, Who behold Thy glory, May I ceaselessly adore Thee. Let Thy will Ever still Rule Thy Church terrestrial As the hosts celestial. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #4 Text: Hab. 2:20 Author: Gerhard Tersteegen, 1729, cento Translated by: Frederick W. Foster, c.1826, alt. Titled: "Gott ist gegenwaertig" Composer: Joachim Neander, 1680 Tune: "Wunderbarer Koenig" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord, Open Thou My Heart to Hear" by Johannes Olearius, 1611-1684 Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord, open Thou my heart to hear And through Thy Word to me draw near; Let me Thy Word e'er pure retain, Let me Thy child and heir remain. 2. Thy Word doth deeply move the heart, Thy Word doth perfect health impart, Thy Word my soul with joy doth bless, Thy Word brings peace and happiness. 3. To God, the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Shall glory, praise and honor be Now and throughout eternity. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #5 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 119: 140 Author: Johannes Olearius, 1671 Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1880 Titled: "Herr, oeffne mir die Herzenstuer" Tune: "Erhalt uns, Herr" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1543 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Father, Who the Light This Day" by Julia A. Elliot, ?-1841 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Father, who the light this day Out of darkness didst create, Shine upon us now, we pray, While within Thy courts we wait. Wean us from the works of night, Make us children of the light. 2. Savior, who this day didst break The dark prison of the tomb, Bid our slumbering souls awake, Shine through all their sin and gloom; Let us, from our bonds set free, Rise from sin and live to Thee. 3. Blessed Spirit, Comforter, Sent this day from Christ on high, Lord, on us Thy gifts confer, Cleanse, illumine, sanctify. All Thy fulness shed abroad; Lead us to the truth of God. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #8 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Gen. 1:3 Author: Julia A. Elliot, 1835, cento, alt. Composer: Ludvig M. Lindeman, 1871 Tune: "Fred til Bod" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Day of Rest and Gladness" by Christopher Wordsworth, 1808-1885 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.9 1. O day of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright, On thee the high and lowly Before th' eternal throne Sing, "Holy, holy, holy," To the great Three in One. 2. On thee at the Creation The light first had its birth; On thee for our salvation Christ rose from depth of earth; On thee our Lord victorious The Spirit sent from heaven, And thus on thee, most glorious, A threefold light was given. 3. Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry, dreary sand; From thee, like Nebo's mountain, We view our Promised Land; A day of sweet reflection, A day of holy love, A day of resurrection From earth to things above. 4. Today on weary nations The heavenly manna falls; To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls, Where Gospel-light is glowing With pure and radiant beams And living water flowing With soul-refreshing streams. 5. New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest, We reach the rest remaining To spirits of the blest. To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father, and to Son; The Church her voice upraises To Thee, blest Three in One. __________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #9 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 118:24 Author: Christopher Wordsworth, 1862, cento, alt. Tune: "Ellacombe" 1st Published in: _Gesangbuch d. Herzogl. Wuerttemberg. Hofkapelle_,1784 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "This Is the Day the Lord hath Made" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.10 1. This is the day the Lord hath made; He calls the hours His own; Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad And praise surround the throne. 2. Today He rose and left the dead. And Satan's empire fell; Today the saints His triumphs spread And all His wonders tell. 3. Hosanna to th' anointed King To David's holy Son! Help us, O Lord; descend and bring Salvation from the throne. 4. Blest be the Lord, who comes to men With messages of grace; Who comes in God His Father's name To save our sinful race. 5. Hosanna in the highest strains The Church on earth can raise. The highest heavens, in which He reigns, Shall give Him nobler praise. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #10 Text: Ps. 118:24 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719 Composer: Johann Crueger, 1653 Tune: "Nun danket all'" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Safely through Another Week" by John Newton, 1725-1807 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Safely through another week God has brought us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in His courts today: Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 2. Mercies multilpied each hour Through the week our praise demand; Guarded by almighty power, Fed and guided by His hand, How ungrateful we have been In repaying love with sin! 3. While we pray for pard'ning grace Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show Thy reconciled face, Look not on our sin and shame. From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in Thee! 4. As we come Thy name to praise, May we feel Thy presence near; May Thy glory meet our eyes While we in Thy house appear! Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 5. May Thy Gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints; Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief for all complaints. Thus may all our Sabbaths prove Till we join the Church above. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #11 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 65:4 Author: John Newton, 1774, alt. Composer: Johann G. Ebeling, 1666 Tune: "Voller Wunder" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "This Day at Thy Creating Word" by William W. How, 1823-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.11 1. This day at Thy creating word First o'er the earth the light was poured: O Lord, this day upon us shine And fill our souls with light divine. 2. This day the Lord for sinners slain In might victorious rose again: O Jesus, may we raised be From death of sin to life in Thee! 3. This day the Holy Spirit came With fiery tongues of cloven flame: O Spirit, fill our hearts this day With grace to hear and grace to pray. 4. O day of light and life and grace, From earthly toil sweet resting-place, Thy hallowed hours, blest gift of love, Give we again to God above. 5. All praise to God the Father be, All praise, eternal Son, to Thee, Whom, with the Spirit, we adore Forever and forevermore. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #12 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Gen. 1:5 Author: William W. How, 1871 Tune: "Winchester New" 1st Published in: _Musikalisches Handbuch_ Town: Hamburg, 1690 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Before Jehovah's Awe-full Throne" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.12 1. Before Jehovah's awe-full throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy. Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create and He destroy. 2. His sov'reign power, without our aid, Made us of clay and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to His fold again. 3. We are His people, we His care, Our souls and all our mortal frame. What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name? 4. We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5. Wide as the world is Thy command, Vast as eternity Thy love; Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand When rolling years shall cease to move. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #13 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 100 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719, alt. Tune: "Old Hundredth" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "All People that on Earth do Dwell" by William Kethe, ?-c.1595 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.14 1. All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice, Him serve with fear, His praise forthtell; Come ye before Him and rejoice. 2. The Lord, ye know, is God indeed; Without our aid He did us make. We are His folk, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take. 3. Oh, enter, then, His gates with praise, Approach with joy His courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless His name always. For it is seemly so to do. 4. For why? The Lord, our God, is good; His mercy is forever sure. His truth at all times firmly stood And shall from age to age endure. 5. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To God whom heaven and earth adore, From men and from the angel host Be praise and glory evermore. _____________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #14 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 100 Author: William Kethe, 1561 Tune: "Old Hundredth" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "From All that Dwell below the Skies" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. From all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise; Alleluia! Alleluia! Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 2. Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends Thy Word: Alleluia! Alleluia! Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore Till suns shall rise and set no more. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #15 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 117 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719 Tune: "Lasst uns erfreuen" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Kirchengesaeng_ Town: Cologne, 1623 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Blessed Jesus, at Thy Word" (St. 1-3) by Tobias Clausnitzer, 1619-1684 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.16 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. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #16 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 11:28 Author: St. 1-3, Tobias Clausnitzer, 1667 Author: St. 4, author unknown, 1707 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858 Translated by: St. 4, unknown Titled: "Liebster Jesu, wir sind hier" Composer: Johann R. Ahle, 1664 Tune: "Liebster Jesu" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, Worship the King" by Robert Grant, 1779-1838 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Oh, worship the King All glorious above: Oh, gratefully sing His power and His love, Our Shield and Defender, The Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendor And girded with praise! 2. Oh, tell of His might, Oh, sing of His grace, Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy space! His chariots of wrath The deep thunder-clouds form, And dark is His path On the wings of the storm. 3. This earth, with its store Of wonders untold, Almighty, Thy power Hath founded of old, Hath stablished it fast By a changeless decree, And round it hath cast, Like a mantle, the sea. 4. Thy bountiful care What tongues can recite? It breathes in the air, It shines in the light, It streams from the hills, It descends to the plain, And sweetly distils In the dew and the rain. 5. Frail children of dust And feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust Nor find Thee to fail. Thy mercies, how tender, How firm to the end, Our maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend! 6. O measureless Might, Ineffable Love, While angels delight To hymn Thee above, Thy humbler creation, Though feeble their lays, With true adoration Shall sing to Thy praise. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #17 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 104 Author: Robert Grant, 1833, alt. Tune: "Hanover" 1st Published in: _New Version_, Supplement, 1708 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord, We Come Before Thee Now" by William Hammond, 1719-1783 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord, we come before Thee now, At Thy feet we humbly bow: Oh, do not our suit disdain! Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain? 2. Lord, on Thee our souls depend; In compassion now descend, Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace, Tune our lips to sing Thy praise. 3. In Thine own appointed way Now we seek Thee, here we stay. Lord, we know not how to go Till a blessing Thou bestow. 4. Send some message from Thy Word That may peace and joy afford; Let Thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. 5. Comfort those who weep and mourn, Let the time of joy return; Those that are cast down lift up, Make them strong in faith and hope. 6. Grant that all may seek and find Thee a gracious God and kind. Heal the sick, the captive free; Let us all rejoice in Thee. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #18 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 27:8 Author: William Hammond, 1745 Cento: Martin Madan, 1760 Composer: Justin H. Knecht, 1797 Tune: "Vienna" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "All Praise to God, Who Reigns Above" by Johann J. Schuetz, 1640-1690 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. All praise to God, who reigns above, The God of all creation, The God of wonders, power, and love, The God of our salvation! With healing balm my soul He fills, The God who every sorrow stills,-- To God all praise and glory! 2. What God's almighty power hath made His gracious mercy keepeth; By morning dawn or evening shade His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth; Within the kingdom of His might Lo, all is just and all is right,-- To God all praise and glory! 3. I cried to Him in time of need: Lord God, oh, hear my calling! For death He gave me life indeed And kept my feet from falling. For this my thanks shall endless be; Oh, thank Him, thank our God, with me,-- To God all praise and glory! 4. The Lord forsaketh not His flock, His chosen generation; He is their Refuge and their Rock, Their Peace and their Salvation. As with a mother's tender hand He leads His own, His chosen band,-- To God all praise and glory! 5. Ye who confess Christ's holy name, To God give praise and glory! Ye who the Father's power proclaim, To God give praise and glory! All idols under foot be trod, The Lord is God! The Lord is God! To God all praise and glory! 6. Then come before His presence now And banish fear and sadness; To your Redeemer pay your vow And sing with joy and gladness: Though great distress my soul befell, The Lord, my God, did all things well,-- To God all praise and glory! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #19 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Deut. 32:3 Author: Johann J. Schuetz, 1675, cento Translated by: composite Titled: "Sei Lob und Ehr' dem hoechsten Gut" Composer: Melchior Vulpius, 1609 Tune: "Lobet den Herrn, ihr" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "God of Mercy, God of Grace" by Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. God of mercy, God of grace, Show the brightness of Thy face; Shine upon us, Savior, shine, Fill Thy church with light divine, And Thy saving health extend Unto earth's remotest end. 2. Let the people praise Thee, Lord! Be by all that live adored; Let the nations shout and sing Glory to their Savior King, At Thy feet their tribute pay, And Thy holy will obey. 3. Let the people praise Thee, Lord! Earth shall then her fruits afford, God to man His blessing give, Man to God devoted live; All below and all above One in joy and light and love. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #20 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 67 Author: Henry F. Lyte, 1834 Tune: "Ratisbon" 1st Published in: _Saechsisches Choralbuch_ Town: Leipzig, 1815 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jehovah, Let Me Now Adore Thee" by Bartholomaeus Crasselius, 1667-1724 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.20 1. Jehovah, let me now adore Thee, For where is there a God such, Lord, as Thou? With songs I fain would come before Thee; Oh, let Thy Holy Spirit teach me now To praise Thee in His name through whom alone Our songs can please Thee, through Thy blessed Son! 2. O Father, draw me to my Savior That Thy dear Son may draw me unto Thee; Thy Spirit guide my whole behavior And rule both sense and reason thus in me That, Lord, Thy peace from me may ne'er depart, But wake sweet melodies within my heart. 3. Grant that Thy Spirit prompt my praises, Then shall my singing surely please Thine ear; Sweet are the sounds my heart then raises, My prayer in truth and spirit Thou wilt hear. Then shall Thy Spirit raise my heart to Thee To sing Thee psalms of praise in high degree. 4. For He can plead for me with sighings That are unspeakable to lips like mine; He bids me pray with earnest cryings, Bears witness with my soul that I am Thine, Joint heir with Christ, and thus may dare to say: O heavenly Father, hear me when I pray! 5. When thus my heart in prayer ascendeth, Through Thine own Holy Spirit, unto Thee, Thy heart, O Father, kindly bendeth Its fervent love and favor unto me, Rejoicing my petition to fulfil Which I have made according to Thy will. 6. And what Thy Spirit thus hath taught me To seek from Thee must needs be such a prayer As Thou wilt grant through Him who bought me And raised me up to be Thy child and heir. In Jesus' name I boldly seek Thy face And take from Thee, my Father, grace for grace. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #21 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 16:23, Gal. 4:6 Author: Bartholomaeus Crasselius, 1697, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Dir, dir, Jehova, will ich singen" Tune: "Dir, dir, Jehova" 1st Published in: _Geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord, When We Bend Before Thy Throne" by Joseph D. Carlyle, 1758-1804 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.21 1. Lord, when we bend before Thy throne And our confessions pour, Teach us to feel the sins we own And hate what we deplore. 2. Our broken spirit pitying see, True penitence impart; Then let a kindling glance from Thee Beam hope upon the heart. 3. When our responsive tongues essay Their grateful hymns to raise, Grant that our souls may join the lay And mount to Thee in praise. 4. When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign And not a thought our bosom share That is not wholly Thine. 5. May faith each meek petition fill And waft it to the skies; And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still That grants it or denies. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #22 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 32:1 Author: Joseph D. Carlyle, 1802 Composer: John Day, 1562 Tune: "St. Flavian" 1st Published in: _Psalter_ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hallelujah! Let Praises Ring" by unknown author, 1698 THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Hallelujah! Let praises ring! To God the Father let us bring Our songs of adoration. To Him through everlasting days Be worship, honor, power, and praise, Whose hand sustains creation. Singing, ringing: Holy, holy, God is holy,-- Spread the story Of our God, the Lord of Glory. 2. Hallelujah! Let praises ring! Unto the Lamb of God we sing, In whom we are elected. He bought His church with His own blood, He cleansed her in that blessed flood, And as His Bride selected. Holy, holy Is our union And communion. His befriending Gives us joy and peace unending. 3. Hallelujah! Let praises ring! Unto the Holy Ghost we sing For our regeneration. The saving faith in us He wrought And us unto the Bridegroom brought, Made us His chosen nation. Glory! Glory! Joy eternal, Bliss supernal; There is manna And an endless, glad hosanna. 4. Hallelujah! Let praises ring! Unto our Triune God we sing; Blest be His name forever! With angel hosts let us adore And sing His praises more and more For all His grace and favor! Singing, ringing: Holy, holy, God is holy,-- Spread the story Of our God, the Lord of Glory! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #23 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 19:1 Author: unknown, 1698 Translated by: composite Titled: "Halleluja! Lob, Preis und Ehr'" Composer: Philipp Nicolai, 1599 Tune: "Wie schoen leuchtet" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord of My Life, Whose Tender Care" by "Omega," Chelsea, 1838 THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord of my life, whose tender care Hath led me on till now, Here lowly, at the hour of prayer, Before Thy throne I bow. I bless Thy gracious hand and pray Forgiveness for another day. 2. Oh, may I daily, hourly, strive In heavenly grace to grow, To Thee and to Thy glory live, Dead to all else below! Tread in the path my Savior trod, Though thorny, yet the path of God. 3. With prayer my humble praise I bring For mercies day by day. Lord, teach my heart Thy love to sing; Lord, teach me how to pray. All that I have and am, to Thee I offer through eternity. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #24 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 95:6 Author: "Omega," Chelsea, 1838 Tune: "O Jesu" 1st Published in: _Evangelisches Gesangbuch_ Town: Hirschberg, 1741 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Will Sing My Maker's Praises" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I will sing my Maker's praises And in Him most joyful be, For in all things I see traces Of His tender love to me. Nothing else than love could move Him With such sweet and tender care Evermore to raise and bear All who try to serve and love Him. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 2. Yea, so dear did He esteem me That His Son He loved so well He hath given to redeem me From the quenchless flames of hell. O Thou Spring of boundless blessing, How could e'er my feeble mind Of Thy depth the bottom find Though my efforts were unceasing? All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 3. All that for my soul is needful He with loving care provides, Nor of that is He unheedful Which my body needs besides. When my strength cannot avail me, When my powers can do no more, Doth my God His strength outpour; In my need He doth not fail me. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 4. When I sleep, He still is near me, O'er me rests His guardian eye; And new gifts and blessings cheer me When the morning streaks the sky. Were it not for God's protection, Had His countenance not been Here my guide, I had not seen E'er the end of my affliction. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 5. As a father never turneth Wholly from a wayward child, For the prodigal still yearneth, Longing to be reconciled, So my many sins and errors Find a tender, pardoning God, Chastening frailty with His rod, Not in vengeance, with His terrors. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 6. Since, then, neither change nor coldness In my Father's love can be, Lo! I lift my hands with boldness, As Thy child I come to Thee. Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee, That I may with all my might, All my lifetime, day and night, Love and trust Thee and obey Thee And, when this brief life is o'er, Praise and love Thee evermore. __________________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #25 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Eph. 5:19, 20 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1659, cento Translated by: composite Titled: Sollt' ich meinem Gott nicht singen Composer: Johann Schop, 1641 Tune: Sollt' ich meinem Gott _________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "Praise the Almighty, My Soul, Adore Him" by Johann D. Herrnschmidt, 1675-1723 Translated by Alfred Brauer, 1866-1949  Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Praise the Almighty, my soul, adore Him! Yea, I will laud Him until death. With songs and anthems I'll come before Him As long as He doth give me breath. From Him my life and all things came; Bless, O my soul, His holy name. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 2. Trust not in princes, they are but mortal; Earth-born they are and soon decay. Naught are their counsels at life's last portal, When the dark grave doth claim its prey. Since, then, no man can help afford, Trust ye in Christ, our God and Lord. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 3. Blessed, yea, blessed is he forever Whose help is in the Lord most high, Whom from the saving faith naught can sever And who in hope to Christ draws nigh. To all who trust in Him, our Lord, Counsel and aid He doth afford. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 4. God the Almighty, the great Creator, Ruler of sky and land and sea, All things ordained, and sooner or later They come to pass unfailingly. His rule is over rich and poor, His promise ever standeth sure. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 5. Penitent sinners, for mercy crying, Pardon and peace from Him obtain; Ever the wants of the poor supplying, Their faithful God He doth remain. He helps His children in distress, The widows and the fatherless. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 6. Praise, O mankind, now the name so holy Of Him who doth such wondrous things! All that hath being, to praise Him solely, With happy heart its "Amen" sings! Children of God, with angel host Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #26 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 146 Author: Johann D. Herrnschmidt, 1714 Translated by: Alfred Brauer, 1925, alt. Titled: "Lobe den Herren, o meine Seele" Tune: "Lobe den Herren, o meine" 1st Published in: _Seelenharfe_ Town: Onolzbach, 1665 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, Bless the Lord, My Soul" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Oh, bless the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join And aid my tongue to bless His name Whose favors are divine. 2. Oh, bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let His mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness And without praises die! 3. 'Tis He forgives thy sins; 'Tis He relieves thy pain; 'Tis He that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again. 4. He crowns thy life with love When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. 5. He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers rest: The Lord hath judgments for the proud And justice for th' opprest. 6. His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known, But sent the world His truth and grace By His beloved Son. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #27 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 103:1-7 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719 Composer: Aaron Williams, 1770 Tune: "St. Thomas" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Now Let All Loudly Sing Praise" by Matthaeus A. v. Loewenstern, 1594-1648 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.25 1. Now let all loudly Sing praise to God the Lord; Christendom, proudly Laud Him with one accord. Gently He bids thee come before Him; Haste, then, O Israel, now adore Him. 2. For the Lord reigneth Over the universe, All He sustaineth, All things His praise rehearse, The angel host His glory telling, Psalter and harp are the anthem swelling. 3. Come, heathen races, Cast off all grief and care, For pleasant places Your Savior doth prepare Where His blest Word abroad is sounded, Pardon for sinners and grace unbounded. 4. Richly He feeds us Always and everywhere; Gently He leads us With a true father's care; The late and early rains He sends us, Daily His blessing, His love, attends us. 5. Sing we His praises Who is thus merciful; Christendom raises Songs to His glorious rule. Rejoice! No foe shall now alarm us; He will protect us, and who can harm us? _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #28 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Chron. 29:11, 12 Author: Matthaeus A. v. Loewenstern, 1644 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Nun preiset alle Gottes Barmherzigkeit" Tune: "Nun preiset alle" 1st Published in: _Apellislieder_ Town: Breslau, 1644 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Through All the Changing Scenes of Life" by Nicholas Brady, 1659-1726 and Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2. Of His deliverance I will boast Till all that are distrest From my example comfort take And charm their griefs to rest. 3. Oh, magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt His name! When in distress to Him I cried, He to my rescue came. 4. The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just; Deliverance He affords to all Who on His succor trust. 5. Oh, make but trial of His love! Experience will decide How blest are they, and only they, Who is His truth confide. 6. Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear; Make you His service your delight, He'll make your wants His care. ______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #29 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 34 Authors: Nicholas Brady and Nahum Tate, 1696, alt. Tune: "Ich singe dir" 1st Published in: _Harmonischer Liederschatz_ Town: Frankfurt, 1738 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, that I Had a Thousand Voices" by Johann Mentzer, 1658-1734 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. Oh that I had a thousand voices To praise my God with thousand tongues! My heart, which in the Lord rejoices, Would then proclaim in grateful songs To all, wherever I might be, What great things God hath done for me. 2. O all ye powers that He implanted, Arise, and silence keep no more; Put forth the strength that He hath granted, Your noblest work is to adore. O soul and body, be ye meet With heartfelt praise your Lord to greet! 3. Ye forest leaves so green and tender, That dance for joy in summer air; Ye meadow grasses, bright and slender; Ye flowers so wondrous sweet and fair; Ye live to show His praise alone, With me now make His glory known. 4. All creatures that have breath and motion, That throng the earth, the sea, the sky, Now join me in my heart's devotion, Help me to raise His praises high, My utmost powers can ne'er aright Declare the wonders of His might. 5. Lord, I will tell, while I am living, Thy goodness forth with every breath And greet each morning with thanksgiving Until my heart is still in death; Yea, when at last my lips grow cold, Thy praise shall in my sighs be told. 6. O Father, deign Thou, I beseech Thee, To listen to my earthly lays; A nobler strain in heaven shall reach Thee, When I with angels hymn Thy praise And learn amid their choirs to sing Loud hallelujahs to my King. __________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #30 from _The the Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 126:3 Author: Johann Mentzer, 1704, cento Translated by: composite Titled: "O dass ich tausend Zungen haette" Composer: Johann B. Koenig, 1738 Tune: "O dass ich tausend" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________  "When All Thy Mercies, O My God" by Joseph Addison, 1672-1719 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. When all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy. 3. Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 4. When nature fails, and day and night Divide Thy works no more, My ever grateful heart, O Lord, Thy mercies shall adore. 5. Through all eternity to Thee A joyful song I'll raise; But, oh! eternity's too short To utter all Thy praise. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #31 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 33:1 Author: Joseph Addison, 1712 Composer: Thomas Este, 1592 Tune: "Winchester Old" 1st Published in: _Psalter_ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Redeemed, Restored, Forgiven" by Henry W. Baker, 1821-1877 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Redeemed, restored, forgiven, Through Jesus' precious blood, Heirs of His home in heaven, Oh, praise our pardoning God! Praise Him in tuneful measures Who gave His Son to die; Praise Him whose sevenfold treasures Enrich and sanctify. 2. Once on the dreary mountain We wandered far and wide, Far from the cleansing fountain, Far from the pierced side; But Jesus sought and found us And washed our guilt away; With cords of love He bound us To be His own for aye. 3. Dear Master, Thine the glory Of each recovered soul. Ah! who can tell the story Of love that made us whole? Not ours, not ours, the merit; Be thine alone the praise And ours a thankful spirit To serve Thee all our days. 4. Now keep us, holy Savior, In Thy true love and fear And grant us of Thy favor The grace to persevere Till, in Thy new creation, Earth's time-long travail o'er, We find our full salvation And praise Thee evermore. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #32 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 15:24 Author: Henry W. Baker, 1876 Tune: "Ich dank' dir, lieber Herre" 1st Published in: _Musika Deutsch_ Town: Nuernberg, 1532 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Lord hath Helped Me Hitherto" by Aemilie Juliane, 1699 Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The Lord hath helped me hitherto By His surpassing favor; His mercies every morn were new, His kindness did not waver. God hitherto hath been my Guide, Hath pleasures hitherto supplied, And hitherto hath helped me. 2. I praise and thank Thee, Lord, my God, For Thine abundant blessing Which heretofore Thou hast bestowed And I am still possessing. Inscribe this on my memory: The Lord hath done great things for me And graciously hath helped me. 3. Help me henceforth, O God of grace, Help me on each occasion, Help me in each and every place, Help me through Jesus' Passion; Help me in life and death, O God, Help me through Jesus' dying blood; Help me as Thou hast helped me! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 33 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: 1 Sam. 7:12 Author: Aemilie Juliane, 1699 Translated by: August Crull, 1882 Titled: Bis hieher hat mich Gott gebracht Composer: Nikolaus Decius, 1539, asc. Tune: Allein Gott in der Hoeh' ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "My Soul, Now Bless Thy Maker" by Johann Gramann, 1487-1541 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.30 1. My soul, now bless thy Maker! Let all within me bless His name Who maketh thee partaker Of mercies more than thou dar'st claim. Forget Him not whose meekness Still bears with all thy sin, Who healeth all thy weakness, Renews thy life within; Whose grace and care are endless And saved thee through the past; Who leaves no sufferer friendless, But rights the wronged at last. 2. He shows to man His treasure Of judgment, truth, and righteousness, His love beyond all measure, His yearning pity o'er distress, Nor treats us as we merit, But lays His anger by, The humble, contrite spirit Finds His compassion nigh; And high as heaven above us, As break from close of day, So far, since He doth love us, He puts our sins away. 3. For as a tender father Hath pity on his children here, He in His arms will gather All who are His in childlike fear. He knows how frail our powers Who but from dust are made; We flourish like the fowers, And even so we fade; The wind but o'er them passes, And all their bloom is o'er,- We wither like the grasses, Our place knows us no more. 4. God's grace alone endureth, And children's children yet shall prove How He with strength assureth The hearts of all that seek His love. In heaven is fixed His dwelling, His rule is over all; Angels, in might excelling, Bright hosts, before Him fall. Praise Him, who ever reigneth, All ye who hear His Word, Nor our poor hymns disdaineth- My soul, oh, bless the Lord! ________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 34 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 103 Author: Johann Gramann, 1525 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: Nun lob, mein' Seel', den Herre Tune: Nun lob, mein' Seel' 1st Published in: "Concentus Novi" Town: Augsburg, 1540 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Songs of Praise the Angels Sang" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.31 1. Songs of praise the angels sang, Heaven with alleluias rang, When creation was begun, When God spake and it was done. 2. Songs of praise awoke the morn When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose when He Captive led captivity. 3. Heaven and earth must pass away; Songs of praise shall crown that day. God will make new heavens and earth; Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4. And shall man alone be dumb Till that glorious kingdom come? No; the Church delights to raise Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 5. Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice; Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. 6. Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death; Then, amidst eternal joy, Songs of praise their powers employ. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #35 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Job 38:7 Author: James Montgomery, 1819, alt Tune: "Innocents" Composer: French melody, 13th century ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Now Thank We All Our God" by Martin Rinckart, 1586-1649 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Now thank we all our God With heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things hath done, In whom His world rejoices; Who from our mother's arms Hath blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, And still is ours today. 2. Oh, may this bounteous God Through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts And blessed peace to cheer us; And keep us in His grace And guide us when perplexed And free us from all ills In this world and the next. 3. All praise and thanks to God The Father now be given, The Son, and Him who reigns With them in highest heaven: The one eternal God, Whom earth and heaven adore! For thus it was, is now, And shall be evermore. ____________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #36 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ecclus.50:22-24 Author: Martin Rinckart, 1636 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858 Titled: "Nun danket alle Gott" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1648 Tune: "Nun danket alle Gott" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord, 'Tis Not that I did Choose Thee" by Josiah Conder, 1789-1855 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.32 1. Lord, 'tis not that I did choose Thee; That, I know, could never be; For this heart would still refuse Thee Had Thy grace not chosen me. Thou hast from the sin that stained me Washed and cleansed and set me free And unto this end ordained me, That I ever live to Thee. 2. 'Twas Thy grace in Christ that called me, Taught my darkened heart and mind; Else the world had yet enthralled me, To Thy heavenly glories blind. Now my heart owns none above Thee; For Thy grace alone I thirst, Knowing well that, if I love Thee, Thou, O Lord, didst love me first. 3. Praise the God of all creation; Praise the Father's boundless love. Praise the Lamb, our Expiation, Priest and King enthroned above. Praise the Spirit of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live. Undivided adoration To the great Jehovah give. _____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #37 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 15:16 Author: Josiah Conder, 1843, alt. Tune: "O du Liebe" 1st Published in: _Musikalischer Christenschatz_ Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Praise to the Lord, the Almighty" by Joachim Neander, 1650-1680 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation! O my soul, praise Him, for He is Thy Health and Salvation! Join the full throng: Wake, harp and psalter and song; Sound forth in glad adoration! 2. Praise to the Lord, who o'er all things so wondrously reigneth, Who, as on wings of an eagle, uplifteth, sustaineth. Hast thou not seen How thy desires all have been Granted in what He ordaineth? 3. Praise to the Lord, who hath fearfully, wondrously, made thee; Health hath vouchsafed and, when heedlessly falling, hath stayed thee. What need or grief Ever hath failed of relief?-- Wings of His mercy did shade thee. 4. Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee, Who from the heavens the streams of His mercy doth send thee. Ponder anew What the Almighty can do, Who with His love doth befriend thee. 5. Praise to the Lord! Oh, let all that is in me adore Him! All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him! Let the Amen Sound from His people again; Gladly for aye we adore Him. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #39 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Neh. 9:6 Author: Joachim Neander, 1679 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Lobe den Herren, den maechtigen" Tune: "Lobe den Herren, den" 1st Published in: _Erneuertes Gesangbuch_ Town: Stralsund, 1665 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The God of Abraham Praise" by Thomas Olivers, 1725-1799 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.35 1. The God of Abraham praise; All praised be His name Who was and is and is to be And still the same! The one eternal God, Ere aught that now appears; The First, the Last: beyond all thought His timeless years! 2. The God of Abraham praise, At whose supreme command From earth I rise and seek the joys At His right hand. I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and power, And Him my only Portion make, My Shield and Tower. 3. He by Himself hath sworn,-- I on His oath depend,-- I shall, on eagles' wings upborne, To heaven ascend; I shall behold His face, I shall His power adore And sing the wonders of His grace Forevermore. 4. The whole triumphant host Give thanks to God on high; "Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!" They ever cry. Hail, Abraham's God and mine!-- I join the heavenly lays,-- All might and majesty are Thine, And endless praise. ___________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #40 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ex. 3:6 Author: Thomas Olivers, c. 1770, cento Tune: "Yigdal" Melody: Hebrew, 17th century ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "We Sing the Almighty Power of God" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.38 1. We sing the almighty power of God, Who bade the mountains rise, Who spread the flowing seas abroad And built the lofty skies. 2. We sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day; The moon shines, too, at His command, And all the stars obey. 3. We sing the goodness of the Lord, Who fills the earth with food, Who formed His creatures by a word And then pronounced them good. 4. Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed Where'er we turn our eyes, Whene'er we view the ground we tread Or gaze upon the skies! 5. There's not a plant nor flower below But makes Thy glories known; And clouds arise and tempests blow By order from Thy throne. 6. On Thee each moment we depend; If Thou withdraw, we die. Oh, may we ne'er that God offend Who is forever nigh! __________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #43 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 149 Author: Isaac Watts, 1715 Tune: "Ich singe dir" 1st Published in: _Harmonischer Liederschatz_ Town: Frankfurt, 1738 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Ye Lands, to the Lord Make a Jubilant Noise" by Ulrik V. Koren, 1826-1910 Translated by Harriet R. Spaeth, 1845-1925 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.38-39 1. Ye lands, to the Lord make a jubilant noise; Glory be to God! Oh, serve Him with joy, in His presence now rejoice; Sing praise unto God out of Zion! 2. Not we, but the Lord is our Maker, our God; Glory be to God! His people we are, and the sheep led by His rod; Sing praise unto God out of Zion! 3. Oh, enter His gates with thanksgiving and praise; Glory be to God! To bless Him and thank Him our voices we will raise; Sing praise unto God out of Zion! 4. For good is the Lord, and His mercy is sure; Glory be to God! To all generations His truth shall still endure; Sing praise unto God out of Zion! ______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #44 Text: Ps. 100 Author: Ulrik V. Koren, 1874 Translated by: Harriet R. Spaeth, 1899, alt. Titled: "Al Verden nu raabe for Herren med Fryd" Composer: Erik Hoff, c. 1860 Tune: "Guds Menighed, syng" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Now, the Hour of Worship O'er" by Hartman Schenck, 1634-1681 Translated by Oscar Kaiser, 1865- , st. 3 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Now, the hour of worship o'er, Teaching, hearing, praying, singing, Let us gladly God adore, For His Word our praises bringing; For the rich repast He gave us Bless the Lord, who deigned to save us. 2. Now the Blessing cheers our heart, By His grace to us extended. Let us joyfully depart; Be our souls to God commended. May His Spirit ever guide us And with all good gifts provide us! 3. Bless our going out, we pray, Bless our entrance in like measure; Bless our bread, O Lord, each day, Bless our toil, our rest, our pleasure; Bless us when we reach death's portal, Bless us then with life immortal. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #45 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 121:8 Author: Hartman Schenck, 1680 Translated by: composite, st. 1-2 Translated by: Oscar Kaiser, st. 3, 1938 Titled: "Nun Gott Lob, es ist vollbracht" Composer: Johann R. Ahle, 1664 Tune: "Liebster Jesu" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "On What has Now been Sown" by John Newton, 1725-1807 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. On what has now been sown Thy blessing, Lord, bestow; The power is Thine alone To make it spring and grow. Do Thou in grace the harvest raise, And Thou alone shalt have the praise. 2. To Thee our wants are known, From Thee are all our powers; Accept what is Thine own And pardon what is ours. Our praises, Lord, and prayers receive And to Thy Word a blessing give. 3. Oh, grant that each of us Now met before Thee here May meet together thus When Thou and Thine appear And follow Thee to heaven, our home. E'en so, Amen, Lord Jesus, come! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #46 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Cor. 3:6 Author: John Newton, 1779, cento, alt. Composer: John Darwall, 1770 Tune: "Darwall's 148th" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Savior, Again to Thy Dear Name We Raise" by John Ellerton, 1826-1893 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Savior, again to Thy dear name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise. Once more we bless Thee ere our worship cease, Then, lowly bending, wait Thy word of peace. 2. Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way; With Thee began, with Thee shall end, the day; Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon Thy name. 3. Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night; Turn Thou for us its darkness into light. From harm and danger keep Thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to Thee. 4. Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, Our balm in sorrow and our stay in strife; Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #47 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 110:2 Author: John Ellerton, 1866 Tune: "Ellers" Composer: Edward J. Hopkins, 1869 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "How Blest Are They Who Hear God's Word" by Johan N. Brun, 1745-1816 Translated by Oluf H. Smeby, 1851-1929 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. How blest are they who hear God's Word And keep and heed what they have heard! They wisdom daily gather; Their light shines brighter day by day, And while they tread life's weary way, They have the oil of gladness To soothe their pain and sadness. 2. God's Word a treasure is to me, Through sorrow's night my sun shall be, The shield of faith in battle. The Father's hand hath written there My title as His child and heir, "The kingdom's thine forever." That promise faileth never. 3. Today I was my Savior's guest, My soul was here so richly blest, The Bread of Life receiving. Oh, may thereby my faith prevail, So that its fruits shall never fail Till my account is given Before the throne in heaven! ___________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #48 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Isaiah 61:3 Author: Johan N. Brun, 1786 Translated by: Oluf H. Smeby, 1913 Titled: "O salig den Guds Ord har hoert" Tune: "Min Sjael og Aand" 1st Published in: _Psalmebog_, 1569 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Almighty God, Thy Word is Cast" by John Cawood, 1775-1852 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Almighty God, Thy Word is cast Like seed into the ground; Now let the dew of heaven descend And righteous fruits abound. 2. Let not the foe of Christ and man This holy seed remove. But give it root in every heart To bring forth fruits of love. 3. Let not the world's deceitful cares The rising plant destroy, But let it yield a hundredfold The fruits of peace and joy. 4. Oft as the precious seed is sown, Thy quickening grace bestow That all whose souls the truth receive Its saving power may know. __________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #49 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 4:3-9 Author: John Cawood, 1819 Tune: "Dundee" 1st Published in: _Scottish Psalter_, 1615 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord, Dismiss Us with Thy Blessing" by John Fawcett, 1740-1817 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace. Let us each, Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace. Oh, refresh us, Oh, refresh us, Traveling through this wilderness! 2. Thanks we give and adoration For Thy Gospel's joyful sound. May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound; Ever faithful, Ever faithful, To the Truth may we be found! 3. So, when'er the signal's given Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, May we ever, May we ever, Reign with Christ in endless day! ____________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #50 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Numbers 6:24-26 Author: John Fawcett, 1773 Composer: Henry Smart, 1867, 1st tune Tune: "Regent Square" Composer: Fritz Reuter, 1910, 2nd tune Tune: "New Ulm" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Now May He Who from the Dead" by John Newton, 1725-1807 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Now may He who from the dead Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, Jesus Christ, our King and Head, All our souls in safety keep! 2. May He teach us to fulfil What is pleasing in His sight, Perfect us in all His will, And preserve us day and night! 3. To that dear Redeemer's praise, Who the covenant sealed with blood, Let our hearts and voices raise Loud thanksgivings to our God. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #51 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Hebrews 13:20, 21 Author: John Newton, 1779 Composer: Leighton G. Hayne, 1863 Tune: "Buckland" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Almighty Father, Bless the Word" by an unknown author Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Almighty Father, bless the Word Which through Thy grace we now have heard, Oh, may the precious seed take root, Spring up, and bear abundant fruit! 2. We praise Thee for the means of grace As homeward now our steps we trace. Grant, Lord, that we who worshiped here May all at last in heaven appear. ______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #52 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 8:8 Author: unknown From the Scandanavian Tune: "Old Hundredth" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Abide, O Dearest Jesus" by Josua Stegmann, 1628 Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Abide, O dearest Jesus, Among us with Thy grace That Satan may not harm us Nor we to sin give place. 2. Abide, O dear Redeemer, Among us with Thy Word And thus now and hereafter True peace and joy afford. 3. Abide with heavenly brightness Among us, precious Light; Thy truth direct and keep us From error's gloomy night. 4. Abide with richest blessings Among us, bounteous Lord; Let us in grace and wisdom Grow daily through Thy Word. 5. Abide with Thy protection Among us, Lord, our Strength, Lest world and Satan fell us And overcome at length. 6. Abide, O faithful Savior, Among us with Thy love; Grant steadfastness and help us To reach our home above. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 53 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Luke 24:29 Author: Josua Stegmann, 1628 Translated by: August Crull, Ý1923 Titled: Ach bleib mit deiner Gnade Composer: Melchior Vulpius, 1609 Tune: Christus, der ist mein ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah" by William Williams, 1717-1791 Translated by William Williams, 1717-1791 and Peter Williams, 1722-1796 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land. I am weak but Thou art mighty; Hold me with Thy powerful hand. Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2. Open now the crystal fountain Whence the healing stream doth flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through. Strong Deliverer Be Thou still my Strength and Shield. 3. When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death and hell's Destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side. Songs of praises I will ever give to Thee. __________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #54 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Exodus 13:21 Author: William Williams, 1745 Translated by: William and Peter Williams, 1771-1772 Titled: "Arglwydd arwain trwy'r Anialwch" Composer: George W. Warren, 1884 Tune: "Guide Me" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Thou Precious Ransom, Come" by Johann Gottfried Olearius Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Come, Thou precious Ransom, come, Only Hope for sinful mortals! Come, O Savior of the world! Open are to Thee all portals. Come, Thy beauty let us see; Anxiously we wait for Thee. 2. Enter now my waiting heart, Glorious King and Lord most holy. Dwell in me and ne'er depart, Though I am but poor and lowly. Ah, what riches will be mine When Thou art my Guest Divine! 3. My hosannas and my palms Graciously receive, I pray Thee; Evermore, as best I can, Savior, I will homage pay Thee, And in faith I will embrace, Lord, Thy merit through Thy grace. 4. Hail, hosanna, David's Son! Help, Lord, hear our supplication! Let Thy kingdom, scepter, crown, Bring us blessing and salvation, That forever we may sing: Hail, hosanna! to our King. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #55 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Matt. 21: 5-9 Author: Johann Gottfried Olearius Translated by: August Crull, Ý1923, alt. Titled: Komm, du wertes Loesegeld Tune: Meinen Jesum lass' ich nicht 1st Published in: "Neuverfertigtes Gesangbuch" Town: Darmstadt, 1699 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus Came, The Heavens Adoring" by Godfrey Thring, 1823-1903 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.45 1. Jesus came, the heavens adoring, Came with peace from realms on high; Jesus came for man's redemption, Lowly came on earth to die; Alleluia! Alleluia! Came in deep humility. 2. Jesus comes again in mercy When our hearts are bowed with care; Jesus comes again in answer To an earnest, heartfelt prayer; Alleluia! Alleluia! Comes to save us from despair. 3. Jesus comes to hearts rejoicing, Bringing news of sins forgiven; Jesus comes in sounds of gladness, Leading souls redeemed to heaven. Alleluia! Alleluia! Now the gate of death is riven. 4. Jesus comes in joy and sorrow, Shares alike our hopes and fears; Jesus comes, whate'er befalls us, Glads our hearts, and dries our tears; Alleluia! Alleluia! Cheering e'en our failing years. 5. Jesus comes on clouds triumphant When the heavens shall pass away; Jesus comes again in glory. Let us, then, our homage pay, Alleluia! ever singing Till the dawn of endless day. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #56 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Zech. 9:9 Author: Godfrey Thring, 1864 Tune: "Sieh, hier bin ich" 1st Published in: _Geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Darmstadt, 1698 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Bride of Christ, Rejoice" by unknown author, c. 1600 Victor O. Petersen, 1864 -1929 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.46 1. O bride of Christ, rejoice; Exultant raise thy voice To hail the day of glory Foretold in sacerd story. Hosanna, praise, and glory! Our King, we bow before Thee. 2. Let shouts of gladness rise Triumphant to the skies. Now comes the King most glorious To reign o'er all victorious: Hosanna, praise, and glory! Our King, we bow before Thee. 3. He wears no kingly crown, Yet as a King is known; Though not arrayed in splendor, Hosanna, praise, and glory! Our King, we bow before Thee. 4. The weak and timid find How meek He is and kind; To them He gives a treasure Of bliss beyond all measure. Hosanna, praise, and glory! Our King, we bow before Thee. 5. Thy heart now open wide, Bid Christ with thee abide. He graciously will hear thee And be forever near thee. Hosanna, praise, and glory! Our King, we bow before Thee. 6. Then go thy Lord to meet; Strew palm-leaves at His feet; Thy garments spread before Him And honor and adore Him. Hosanna, praise, and glory! Our King, we bow before Thee. 7. E'en babes with one accord With thee shall praise the Lord And every Gentile nation Respond with exultation: Hosanna, praise, and glory! Our King, we bow before Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #57 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 19:28-40 Author: unknown, c. 1600 Translated by: Victor O. Petersen, 1899 Titled: "Fryd dig, du Kristi Brud" Tune: "Wo soll ich fliehen hin" 1st Published in: _Der busafertige Suender_ Town: Nuernberg, 1679 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "O Lord, How Shall I Meet Thee" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Lord, how shall I meet Thee, How welcome Thee aright? Thy people long to greet Thee, My Hope, my heart's Delight! O kindle, Lord, most holy, Thy lamp within my breast To do in spirit lowly All that may please Thee best. 2. Thy Zion strews before Thee Green boughs and fairest palms, And I, too, will adore Thee With joyous songs and psalms. My heart shall bloom forever For Thee with praises new And from Thy name shall never Withhold the honor due. 3. 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 or leave me As earthly riches fly. 4. Love caused Thy incarnation, Love brought Thee down to me; Thy thirst for my salvation Procured my liberty. O love beyond all telling, That led Thee to embrace, In love all love excelling, Our lost and fallen race! 5. 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 bids you weep no more. 6. Ye need not toil nor languish Nor ponder day and night How in the midst of anguish Ye draw Him by your might. He comes, He comes all willing, Moved by His love alone, Your woes and troubles stilling; For all to Him are known. 7. Sin's debt, that fearful burden, Let not your souls distress; Your guilt the Lord will pardon And cover by His grace. He comes, for men procuring The peace of sin forgiven, For all God's sons securing Their heritage in heaven. 8. What though the foes be raging, Heed not their craft and spite; Your Lord, the battle waging, Will scatter all their might. He comes, a King most glorious, And all His earthly foes In vain His course victorious Endeavor to oppose. 9. 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, An guide us safely home. ___________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #58 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Matt. 21: 1-9 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1653, cento Translated by: composite Titled: Wie soll ich dich empfangen Composer: Melchior Teschner, 1613 Tune: Valet will ich dir geben ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hail to the Lord's Anointed" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.48 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 joy and 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. Arabia's desert ranger To Him shall bow the knee, The Ethiopian stranger His glory come to see; With offerings of devotion Ships from the isles shall meet To pour the wealth of ocean In tribute at His feet. 5. Kings shall bow down before Him And gold and incense bring; All nations shall adore Him, His praise all peoples sing; To Him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend, His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end. 6. O'er every foe victorious, He on His throne shall rest, From age to age more glorious, All blessing and all-blest. The tide of time shall never His covenant remove; His name shall stand forever, -- That name to us is Love. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #59 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 72 Author: James Montgomery, 1821 Composer: Leonhart Schroeter, 1587 Tune: "Freut euch, ihr lieben" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hark, a Thrilling Voice is Sounding" by unknown author, c. 900 Translated by Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding! "Christ is nigh!" we hear it say; "Cast away the works of darkness, O ye children of the day!" 2. Startled at the solemn warning, Let the earth-bound soul arise; Christ, her Sun, all sloth 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, He may shield us with His mercy And with words of love draw near. 5. Honor, glory, might, dominion, To the Father and the Son, With the everlasting Spirit, While eternal ages run! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #60 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 13:11 Author: unknown, c. 900 Translated by: Edward Caswall, 1849 Titled: "Vox clara ecce intonat" Tune: "O der alles" 1st Published in: _Neues geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1705 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Comfort, Comfort, Ye My People" by Johann Olearius, 1635-1711 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.50 1. Comfort, comfort, ye My people, Speak ye peace, thus saith our God; Comfort those who sit in darkness, Mourning 'neath their sorrows' load. Speak ye to Jerusalem Of the peace that waits for them; Tell her that her sins I cover And her warfare now is over. 2. Yea, her sins our God will pardon, Blotting out each dark misdeed; All that well deserved His anger He no more will see or heed. She hath suffered many a day, Now her griefs have passed away; God will change her pining sadness Into ever-springing gladness. 3. Hark, the Herald's voice is crying In the desert far and near, Bidding all men to repentance Since the Kingdom now is here. Oh, that warning cry obey! Now prepare for God a way; Let the valleys rise to meet Him And the hills bow down to greet Him. 4. Make ye straight what long was crooked, Make the rougher places plain; Let your hearts be true and humble, As befits His holy reign. For the glory of the Lord Now o'er earth is shed abroad, And all flesh shall see the token That His Word is never broken. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #61 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 40:1-8 Author: Johann Olearius, 1671 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Troestet, troestet meine Lieben" Tune: "Freu dich sehr" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, Come, Oh, Come, Emmanuel" by unknown author, c. 1100 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.50 1. Oh, come, Oh, come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. 2. Oh, come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free Thine own from Satan's tyranny; From depths of hell Thy people save And give them victory o'er the grave. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. 3. Oh, come, Thou Dayspring from on high, And cheer us by Thy drawing nigh; Disperse the gloomy clouds of night And death's dark shadows put to flight. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. 4. Oh, come, Thou Key of David, come And open wide our heavenly home: Make safe the way that leads on high And close the path to misery. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #62 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 59:20 Author: unknown, c. 1100 Translated by: John M. Neale, 1851, 1859, ab. Titled: "Veni, veni, Emmanuel" Tune: "Veni,Emmanuel" Tune: Plain-song melody, c. 1200 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "On Jordan's Bank the Baptist's Cry" by Charles Coffin, 1676-1749 Translated by John Chandler, 1806-1876 (Stanzas 1-3) Translated by unknown author, (Stanzas 4-5) Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.51-52 1. On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry Announces that the Lord is nigh; Come, then, and hearken, for he brings Glad tidings from the King of kings. 2. Then cleansed by every Christian breast And furnished for so great a Guest. Yea, let us each our hearts prepare For Christ to come and enter there. 3. For Thou art our Salvation, Lord, Our Refuge, and our great Reward. Without Thy grace our souls must fade And wither like a flower decayed. 4. Lay on the sick Thy healing hand And make the fallen strong to stand; Show us the glory of Thy face Till beauty springs in every place. 5. All praise, eternal Son, to Thee Who advent sets Thy people free, Whom, with the Father, we adore And Holy Ghost forevermore. ______________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #63 Text: Is. 40:3, Matt. 3:3 Author: Charles Coffin, 1676-1749 Translated by: John Chandler, 1837 (Stanzas 1-3) Titled: "Jordanis oras praevia" Tune: "Puer nobis nascitur" 1st Published in: _Musae Sioniae_, VI, 1609 _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Thy Church with Longing Eyes" by William H. Bathurst, 1796-1877 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.52 1. Jesus, Thy Church with longing eyes For Thine expected coming waits. When will the promised light arise And glory beam from Zion's gates? 2. E'en now, when tempests round us fall And wintry clouds o'ercast the sky, Thy words with pleasure we recall And deem that our redemption's nigh. 3. Come, gracious Lord, our hearts renew, Our foes repel, our wrongs redress, Man's rooted enmity subdue, And crown Thy Gospel with success. 4. Oh, come and reign o'er every land; Let Satan from his throne be hurled, All nations bow to Thy command, And grace revive a dying world. 5. Teach us in watchfulness and prayer To wait for the appointed hour And fit us by Thy grace to share The triumphs of Thy conquering power. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #64 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 1:7 Author: William H. Bathurst, 1831, ab. Tune: "O Jesu Christ, mein's" 1st Published in: _Nuernbergisches Gesangbuch_, 1676 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "When Sinners See Their Lost Condition" By Magnus Brostrup Landstad, 1802-1880 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. When sinners see their lost condition And feel the pressing load of sin And Jesus cometh on His mission To heal the sin-sick heart within, All grief must flee before His grace, And joy divine will take its place. 2. When Jesus enters meek and lowly To fill the home with sweetest peace; When hearts have felt His blessing holy And found from sin complete release, Then light and calm within shall reign And hearts divided love again. 3. When Jesus enters land and nation And moves the people with His love; When, yielding to His kind persuasion, Our hearts His truth and blessing prove, Then shall our life on earth be blest, The peace of God on us shall rest. 4. When Jesus comes, --O blessed story!-- He works a change in heart and life; God's kingdom comes with power and glory To young and old, to man and wife; Through Sacrament and living Word Faith, love, and hope are now conferred. 5. Then stilled are cries and lamentation, Then loosed is Satan's every band, In death is hope and consolation, The soul is safe in Jesus' hand. When we shall walk through death's dark vale, His rod and staff shall never fail. 6. Oh, may He soon to every nation Find entrance where He is unknown, With life and light and full salvation, That heathendom may be o'erthrown And healing to the hearts may come In heathen land and Christian home! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #65 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 20: 19-26 Author: Magnus B. Landstad, 1863 Translated by: Oluf H. Smeby, 1909, alt. Titled: "Naar Synderen ret ser sin Vaade" Composer: Christian Moeck, 1818 Tune: "We weiss, wie nahe" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hark the Glad Sound! The Savior Comes" by Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941)p.53 1. Hark the glad sound! The Savior comes, The Savior promised long; Let every heart prepare a throne And every voice a song. 2. He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held. The gates of brass before Him burst, The iron fetters yield. 3. He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial day. 4. He comes the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of His grace To enrich the humble poor. 5. Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim And heaven's eternal arches ring With Thy beloved name. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #66 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 61:1, 2; Luke 4:18 Author: Philip Doddridge, 1735, cento Composer: Thomas Haweis, 1792 Tune: "Chesterfield" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Bridegroom Soon Will Call Us" by Johann Walther Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The Bridegroom soon will call us: Come, all ye wedding-guests! May not His voice appal us While slumber binds our breasts! May all our lamps be burning And oil be found in store That we, with Him returning, May open find the door! 2. There shall we see delighted Our dear Redeemer's face, Who leads our souls benighted To glory by His grace. The patriarchs shall meet us, The prophets' holy band, Apostles, martyrs, greet us In that celestial land. 3. They will not blush to own us As brothers, sisters dear; Love ever will be shown us When we with them appear. We all shall come before Him Who for us man became, As Lord and God adore Him, And ever bless His name. 4. Our Father, rich in blessing, Will give us crowns of gold And, to His bosom pressing, Impart a bliss untold, Will welcome with embraces Of never-ending love, And deck us with His graces In blissful realms above. 5. In yonder home shall never Be silent music's voice; With hearts and lips forever We shall in God rejoice. The angels shall adore Him, All saints shall sing His praise And bring with joy before Him Their sweetest heavenly lays. 6. In mansions fair and spacious Will God the feast prepare And, ever kind and gracious, Bid us its riches share. There bliss that knows no measure From springs of love shall flow, And never-changing pleasure His bounty will bestow. 7. Thus God shall from all evil Forever make us free, From sin and from the devil, From all adversity, From sickness, pain, and sadness, From troubles, cares, and fears, And grant us heavenly gladness And wipe away our tears. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #67 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Matthew 25: 6 Author: Johann Walther, 1552, cento Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1880 Titled: "Der Braeut'gam wird bald rufen" Tune: "Ach Gott vom Himmelreiche" 1st Published in: "Musae Sioniae," VII, 1609 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Advent of Our King" by Charles Coffin, 1676-1749 Translated by John Chandler, 1806-1876 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.55 1. The advent of our King Our prayers must now employ, And we must hymns of welcome sing In strains of holy joy. 2. The everlasting Son Incarnate deigns to be; Himself a servant's form puts on To set His servants free. 3. O Zion's Daughter, rise To meet thy lowly King, Nor let thy faithless heart despise The peace He comes to bring. 4. As Judge, on clouds of light, He soon will come again And His true members all unite With Him in heaven to reign. 5. Before the dawning day Let sin's dark deeds be gone, The old man all be put away, The new man all put on. 6. All glory to the Son, Who comes to set us free, With Father, Spirit, ever One, Through all eternity. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #68 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Zech. 9:9 Author: Charles Coffin, 1736 Translated by: John Chandler, 1837, alt. Titled: "Instantis adventum Dei" Composer: Aaron Williams, 1770 Tune: "St. Thomas" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Arise, Sons of the Kingdom" by Johann Rist, 1607-1667 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HANDBOOK TO THE HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.56 1. Arise, sons of the Kingdom! The King is drawing nigh; Arise and hail with gladness The Ruler from on high. Ye Christians, hasten forth! Your praise and homage bring Him And glad hosannas sing Him; Naught else your love is worth. 2. Arise, ye drooping mourners! The King is very near; Away with grief and sorrow! For, lo, your Help is here. Behold, in many a place -- Oh, blessed consolation! -- You find Him, your Salvation, Within His means of grace. 3. Arise, ye much afflicted! The King is not afar. Rejoice, ye long dejected, Behold the Morning Star! The Lord will give you joy; Though troubles now distress you, With comfort He will bless you, E'en death will He destroy. 4. Arise, ye poor and needy! The King provides for you; He comes with succor speedy, With mercy ever new. Receive your gracious King, The Giver of all blessing, Hail Him, His name confessing, And glad hosannas sing. 5. Be righteous, ye his subjects, The King is just and true; Prepare for Him a highway, Make all things straight and new. For, lo, He means it well; Then willing bear the crosses That He Himself imposes, Nor let your courage fail. 6. Oh, rich the gifts Thou bringest, Thyself made poor and weak! O Love beyond expression, That thus can sinners seek! For this, O Lord, will we Our joyous tribute bring Thee And glad hosannas sing Thee And ever grateful be. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #69 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 19:38 Author: Johann Rist, 1651, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858 Titled: "Auf, auf, ihr Reichsgenossen" Tune: "Aus meines Herzens Grunde" First Published in: _Neu Catechismus-Gesangbuechlein_ Town: Hamburg, 1598 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hosanna to the Living Lord" by Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.57 1. Hosanna to the living Lord! Hosanna to the Incarnate Word! To Christ, Creator, Savior, King, Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing. 2. O Savior, with protecting care Abide in this Thy house of prayer, Where we Thy parting promise claim, Assembled in Thy sacred name. 3. But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, Eternal, bid Thy Spirit rest And make our secret soul to be A temple pure and worthy Thee. 4. So in the last and dreadful Day, When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #70 Text: Matt. 21:9 Author: Reginald Heber, 1811; 1827, ab. Tune: "Vom Himmel hoch" First Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Leipzig, 1539 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Watchman, Tell Us of the Night" by John Bowring, 1792-1872 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 57 1. Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are. Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star. Watchman, doth its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell? Traveler, yes; it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 2. Watchman, tell us of the night; Hiher yet that star ascends. Traveler, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth? Traveler, ages are its own; See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 3. Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. Traveler, darkness takes its flight; Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wanderings cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home. Traveler, lo, the Prince of Peace, Lo, the Son of God, is come! _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #71 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 21:11 Author: John Bowring, 1825 Composer: George J. Elvey, 1858 Tune: "St. George" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Rejoice, Rejoice, Believers" by Laurentius Laurenti, 1660-1722 Translated by Sarah Findlater, 1823-1907 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Rejoice, rejoice, believers, And let your lights appear! The evening is advancing, And darker night is near. The Bridegroom is arising, And soon He draweth nigh; Up, pray and watch and wrestle! At midnight comes the cry. 2. The watchers on the mountain Proclaim the Bridegroom near; Go meet Him as He cometh, With hallelujahs clear. The marriage-feast is waiting, The gates wide open stand; Up, up, ye heirs of glory; The Bridegroom is at hand! 3. Ye saints, who here in patience Your cross and sufferings bore, Shall live and reign forever, When sorrow is no more. Around the throne of glory The Lamb ye shall behold; In triumph cast before Him Your diadems of gold! 4. Our Hope and Expectation, O Jesus, now appear; Arise, Desire of nations, O'er this benighted sphere. With hearts and hands uplifted, We plead, O Lord, to see The day of earth's redemption, That brings us unto Thee! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #72 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 25:6 Author: Laurentius Laurenti, 1700, cento Translated by: Sarah Findlater, 1854, alt. Titled: "Ermuntert euch, ihr Frommen" Composer: Melchior Teschner, 1613 Tune: "Valet will ich dir geben" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lift Up Your Heads, Ye Mighty Gates" by Georg Weissel, 1590-1635 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.59-60 1. Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates! Behold, the King of Glory waits; The King of kings is drawing near, The Savior of the world is here. Life and salvation He doth bring, Wherefore rejoice and gladly sing: We praise Thee, Father, now, Creator, wise art Thou! 2. A Helper just He comes to thee, His chariot is humility, His kingly crown is holiness, His scepter, pity in distress, The end of all our woe He brings; Wherefore the earth is glad and sings: We praise Thee, Savior, now, Mighty in deed art Thou! 3. O blest the land, the city blest, Where Christ the Ruler is confessed! O happy hearts and happy homes To whom this King in triumph comes! The cloudless Sun of joy He is, Who bringeth pure delight and bliss. We praise Thee, Spirit, now, Our Comforter art Thou! 4. Fling wide the portals of your heart; Make it a temple set apart From earthly use for Heaven's employ, Adorned with prayer and love and joy. So shall your Sovereign enter in And new and nobler life begin. To Thee, O God, be praise For word and deed and grace! 5. Redeemer, come! I open wide My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide! Let me Thy inner presence feel, Thy grace and love in me reveal; Thy Holy Spirit guide us on Until our glorious goal is won. Eternal praise and fame We offer to Thy name. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #73 Text: Ps. 24 Author: Georg Weissel, 1642 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1855, alt. Titled: "Macht hoch die Tuer" Second Tune: Johann A. Freylinghausen, 1704 Third Tune: August Lemke, 1849 Tune: "Macht hoch die Tuer" First Tune Published in: _Praxis Pietatis Melica_ _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Once He Came in Blessing" by Johann Roh, ?-1547 Translated by Catherine Winkworth,1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.60 1. Once He came in blessing, All our ills redressing; Came in likeness lowly, Son of God most holy; Bore the cross to save us, Hope and freedom gave us. 2. Still He comes within us, Still His voice would win us From the sins that hurt us; Would to Truth convert us From our foolish errors Ere He comes in terrors. 3. Thus, if thou hast known Him, Not ashamed to own Him, But wilt trust Him boldly Nor dost love Him coldly, He will then receive thee, Heal thee, and forgive thee. 4. He who thus endureth Bright reward secureth. Come, then, O Lord Jesus, From our sins release us; Let us here confess Thee Till in heaven we bless Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #74 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 4:18 Author: Johann Roh, 1544, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863 Titled: "Gottes Sohn is kommen" Composer: Michael Weisse, 1531 Tune: "Gottes Sohn is kommen" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Ye Sons of Men, Oh, Hearken" by Valentin Thilo, Jr., 1607-1662 Translated by Arthur T. Russell, 1806-1874 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 60-61 1. Ye sons of men, oh, hearken: Your heart and mind prepare, To hail the almighty Savior, O sinners, be your care. He who of grace alone Our Life and Light was given, The promised Lord from heaven, Unto our world is shown. 2. Prepare the way before Him; Prepare for Him the best, Cast out whate'er offendeth This great, this heavenly Guest Make straight, make plain, the way: The lowly valleys raising The heights of pride abasing. His path all even lay. 3. The humble heart and lowly God lifteth up on high: Beneath His feet in anguish The haughty soul shall lie. The heart, sincere and right, That heeds God's invitation And makes true preparation, It is the Lord's delight. 4. Prepare my heart, Lord Jesus, Turn not from me aside, And grand that I receive Thee This blessed Advent-tide. From stall and manger low Come Thou to dwell within me; Loud praises will I sing Thee And forth glory show. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #75 Text: Luke 3:4, 5 Author: Valentin Thilo, Jr., 1659, alt. Translated by: Arthur T. Russell, 1851 Titled: "Mit Ernst, o Menschenkinder" Published in: _Neu Catechismus-Gesangbuechlein" Town: Hamburg, 1598 _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "A Great and Mighty Wonder" by St. Germanus, 634-734 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 61 1. A great and mighty wonder. A full and holy cure: The Virgin bears the Infant With virgin honor purel Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to men!" 2. The Word becomes incarnate And yet remains on high, And cherubim sing anthems To shepherds from the sky. Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to men!" 3. While thus they sing your Monarch, Those bright angelic bands, Rejoice, ye vales and mountains, Ye oceans, clap your hands. Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to men!" 4. Since all He comes to ransom. By all be He adored, The Infant born in Bethl'em, The Savior and the Lord. Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to menl" 5. And idol forms shall perish, And error shall decay, And Christ shall wield His scepter, Our Lord and God for aye. Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory And peace on earth to men!" _______________________________________________________ Notes: from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #76 from _The LutHandbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Tim. 3:16 Author: St. Germanus, 734 Translated by: John M. Neale, 1862 Titled:"Mega kai paradoxon Thauma" Tune: ÒA"lte geistliche KirchengesaengÓ" Town: Cologne, 1599 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "All My Heart This Night Rejoices" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. All my heart this night rejoices As I hear Far and near Sweetest angel voices. "Christ is born," their choirs are singing Till the air Everywhere Now with joy is ringing. 2. Forth today the Conqueror goeth, Who the foe, Sin and woe, Death and hell, o'erthroweth. God is man, man to deliver; His dear Son Now is one With our blood forever. 3. Shall we still dread God's displeasure, Who, to save, Freely gave His most cherished Treasure? To redeem us, He hath given His own Son From the throne Of His might in heaven. 4. Should He who Himself imparted Aught withhold From the fold, Leave us broken-hearted? Should the Son of God not love us, Who, to cheer Sufferers here, Left His throne above us? 5. If our blessed Lord and Maker Hated men, Would He then Be of flesh partaker? If He in our woe delighted, Would He bear All the care Of our race benighted? 6. He becomes the Lamb that taketh Sin away And for aye Full atonement maketh. For our life His own He tenders And our race, By His grace, Meet for glory renders. 7. Hark! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, Doth entreat: "Flee from woe and danger. Brethren, from all ills that grieve you You are feed; All you need I will surely give you." 8. Come, then, banish all your sadness, One and all, Great and small; Come with songs of gladness. Love Him who with love is glowing; Hail the Star, Near and far Light and joy bestowing. 9. Ye whose anguish knew no measure, Weep no more; See the door To celestial pleasure. Cling to Him, for He will guide you Where no cross, Pain, or loss Can again betide you. 10. Hither come, ye heavy-hearted, Who for sin, Deep within, Long and sore have smarted; For the poisoned wound you're feeling Help is near, One is here Mighty for their healing. 11. Hither come, ye poor and wretched; Know His will Is to fill Every hand outstretched. Here are riches without measure; Here forget All regret, Fill your hearts with treasure. 12. Let me in my arms receive Thee; On Thy breast Let me rest, Savior, ne'er to leave Thee. Since Thou hast Thyself presented Now to me, I shall be Evermore contented. 13. Guilt no longer can distress me; Son of God, Thou my load Bearest to release me. Stain in me Thou findest never; I am clean, All my sin Is removed forever. 14. I am pure, in Thee believing, From Thy store Evermore Righteous robes receiving. In my heart I will enfold Thee, Treasure rare, Let me there, Loving, ever hold Thee. 15. Dearest Lord, Thee will I cherish. Though my breath Fail in death, Yet I shall not perish, But with Thee abide forever There on high, In that joy Which can vanish never. _______________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #77 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:11 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1653 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt. Titled: "Froehlich soll mein Herze springen" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1653 Tune: "Froehlich soll mein Herze" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Rejoice, Rejoice, This Happy Morn" by Birgitte Boye, 1742-1824 Translated by Carl Doving, 1867-1937 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Rejoice, rejoice, this happy morn, A Savior unto us is born, The Christ, the Lord of Glory. His lowly birth in Bethlehem The angels from on high proclaim And sing redemption's story. My soul, extol God's great favor, Bless Him ever For salvation, Give Him praise and adoration. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #79 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2: 11 Author: Birgitte Boye, 1778 Translated by: Carl Doving, 1911 Titled: "Os er idag en Frelser foedt" Composer: Philipp Nicolai, 1599 Tune: "Wie schoen leuchtet" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "All Praise to Thee, Eternal God" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. All praise to Thee, eternal God, Who, clothed in garb of flesh and blood, Dost take a manger for Thy throne, While worlds on worlds are Thine alone. Hallelujah! 2. Once did the skies before Thee bow; A virgin's arms contain Thee now, While angels, who in Thee rejoice, Now listen for Thine infant voice. Hallelujah! 3. A little Child, Thou art our Guest That weary ones in Thee may rest; Forlorn and lowly is Thy birth That we may rise to heaven from earth. Hallelujah! 4. Thou comest in the darksome night To make us children of the light, To make us in the realms divine, Like Thine own angels, round Thee shine. Hallelujah! 5. All this for us Thy love hath done; By This to Thee our love is won; For this our joyful songs we raise And shout our thanks in ceaseless praise. Hallelujah! __________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 80 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: John 1:14 Stanza 1 based on Latin sequence, 11th century Author (Stanzas 2-5 ): Martin Luther, 1524, cento Translated by: unknown, 1858 Titled: Gelobet seist du, Jesu Christ German, st. 1, 1370 Tune: Gelobet seist du, Jesu Ancient melody, c. 1400 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Jesus Christ, Thy Manger Is" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Jesus Christ, Thy manger is My paradise at which my soul reclineth. For there, O Lord, Doth lie the Word Made flesh for us; herein Thy grace forthshineth. 2. He whom the sea And wind obey Doth come to serve the sinner in great meekness. Thou, God's own Son, With us art one, Dost join us and our children in our weekness. 3. Thy light and grace Our guilt efface, Thy heavenly riches all our loss retrieving. Immanuel, Thy birth doth quell The power of hell and Satan's bold deceiving. 4. Thou Christian heart, Whoe'er thou art, Be of good cheer and let no sorrow move thee! For God's own Child, In mercy mild, Joins thee to Him;-how greatly God must love thee! 5. Remember thou What glory now The Lord prepared thee for all earthly sadness. The angel host Can never boast Of greater glory, greater bliss or gladness. 6. The world may hold Her wealth and gold; But thou, my heart, keep Christ as thy true Treasure. To Him hold fast Until at last A crown be thine and honor in full measure. ______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #81 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2: 7 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1653, cento Translated by: composite Titled: O Jesu Christ, dein Kripplein ist Composer: Johann Crueger, 1653 Tune: O Jesu Christ, dein Kripplein ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come Rejoicing, Praises Voicing" by Juraj Tranovsky, 1591-1637 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. Come rejoicing, Praises voicing, Christmas Day is breaking; Now th' Eternal, Lord supernal, Human form is taking. On the hay--lo, behold Virgin's Son, as foretold-- Lies the precious Infant in the wintry cold. 2. Unabated, For Him waited Many generations; Him now proudly Angels loudly Praise the Hope of nations. Let us, then, gladly sing, Let our songs daily ring As we to this holy Child our praises bring. 3. Tender Flower, Mighty Tower, Jesus Christ, our Savior; Heavenly Treasure, Without measure Thee we love forever. Lord and King without end, Our poor hearts now befriend, All Thy gifts of grace and goodness to us send. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #82 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:1-14 Author: Juraj Tranovsky, 1637 Translated by: composite Titled: "Cas radosti" Tune: "Gladness" Tune: Bohemian melody, 12th century ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A.Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hark! What Mean Those Holy Voices" by John Cawood, 1775-1852 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.67-68 1. Hark! what mean those holy voices Sweetly sounding through the skies? Lo, the angelic host rejoices, Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 2. Listen to the wondrous story Which they chant in hymns of joy, Glory in the highest, glory! Glory be to God most high! 3. Peace on earth, good will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found; Souls redeemed and sins forgiven! Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4. Christ is born, the great Anointed; Heaven and earth, His praises sing! Oh, receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 5. Hasten, mortals, to adore Him, Learn His name and taste His joy, Till in heaven ye sing before Him, "Glory be to God most high!" 6. Let us learn the wondrous story Of our great Redeemer's birth; Spread the brightness of His glory Till it cover all the earth. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #83 Text: Luke 2:14 Author: John Cawood, 1819, alt. Tune: "Stuttgart" 1st Published in: _Psalmodia Sacra_ Town: Gotha, 1715 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Christians, Awake, Salute" by John Byrom, 1692-1763 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.68 1. Christians, awake, salute the happy morn Whereon the Savior of the world was born. Rise to adore the mystery of love Which hosts of angels chanted from above; With them the joyful tidings first begun Of God Incarnate and the Virgin's Son. 2. Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, Who heard the angelic herald's voice, "Behold, I bring good tidings of a Savior's birth To you and all the nations upon earth; This day hath God fulfilled His promised word; This day is born a Savior, Christ the Lord." 3. He spake; and straightway the celestial choir In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire; The praises of redeeming love they sang, And heaven's whole orb with alleluias rang. God's highest glory was their anthem still, Peace upon earth, and unto men good will. 4. To Bethlehem straight th' enlightened shepherds ran To see the wonder God had wrought for man And found, with Joseph and the blessed maid, Her Son, the Savior, in a manger laid; Then to their flocks, still praising God, return. And their glad hearts with holy rapture burn. 5. Oh, may we keep and ponder in our mind God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind! Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss, From His poor manger to His bitter cross, Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace, Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. 6.Then may we hope, th' angelic hosts among, To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song. He that was born upon this joyful day Around us all His glory shall display. Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing Eternal praise to heaven's almighty King. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #84 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:1-18 Author: John Byrom, 1749, cento, alt. Composer: John Wainwright, 1750 Tune: "Yorkshire" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "From Heaven Above to Earth I Come" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. "From heaven above to earth I come To bear good news to every home; Glad tidings of great joy I bring, Whereof I now will say and sing: 2. "To you this night is born a child Of Mary, chosen virgin mild; This little child, of lowly birth, Shall be the joy of all the earth. 3. "This is the Christ, our God and Lord, Who in all need shall aid afford; He will Himself your Savior be From all your sins to set you free. 4. "He will on you the gifts bestow Prepared by God for all below, That in His kingdom, bright and fair, You may with us His glory share. 5. "These are the tokens ye shall mark: The swaddling-clothes and manger dark; There ye shall find the Infant laid By whom the heavens and earth were made." 6. Now let us all with gladsome cheer Go with the shepherds and draw near To see the precious gift of God, Who hath His own dear Son bestowed. 7. Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes! What is it in yon manger lies? Who is this child, so young and fair? The blessed Christ-child lieth there. 8. Welcome to earth, Thou noble Guest, Through whom the sinful world is blest! Thou com'st to share my misery; What thanks shall I return to Thee? 9. Ah, Lord, who hast created all, How weak art Thou, how poor and small, That Thou dost choose Thine infant bed Where humble cattle lately fed! 10. Were earth a thousand times as fair, Beset with gold and jewels rare, It yet were far too poor to be A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee. 11. For velvets soft and silken stuff Thou hast but hay and straw so rough, Whereon Thou, King, so rich and great, As 'twere Thy heaven, art throned in state. 12. And thus, dear Lord, it pleaseth Thee To make this truth quite plain to me, That all the world's wealth, honor, might, Are naught and worthless in Thy sight. 13. Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child, Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled, Within my heart, that it may be A quiet chamber kept for Thee. 14. My heart for very joy doth leap, My lips no more can silence keep; I, too, must sing with joyful tongue That sweetest ancient cradle-song: 15. Glory to God in highest heaven, Who unto us His Son hath given! While angels sing with pious mirth A glad new year to all the earth. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 85 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2: 1-18 Author: Martin Luther, 1535 Tune: Vom Himmel hoch, da komm' ich her Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1855, alt. 1st published in: "Geistliche Lieder" Leipzig, 1539 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Joy to the World, the Lord is Come" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.71 1. Joy to the world, the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare Him room And heaven and nature sing. 2. Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns! Let men their songs employ, While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains Repeat the sounding joy. 3. No more let sins and sorrows grow Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4. He rules the world with truth and grace And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness And wonders of His love. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #87 Text: Luke 2:10; Ps. 98 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719 Composer: Georg F. Haendel, 1742 Tune: "Antioch" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "This Night a Wondrous Revelation" by Caspar F. Nachtenhoefer, 1624-1685 Translated by Anna Hoppe, 1889-1941 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. This night a wondous revelation Makes known to me God's love and grace; The Child that merits adoration Brings light to our benighted race; And though a thousand suns did shine, Still brighter were that Light divine. 2. The Sun of Grace for thee is beaming; Rejoice, my soul, in Jesus' birth! The light from yonder manger streaming Sends forth its rays o'er all the earth. It drives the night of sin away And turns our darkness into day. 3. This light, which all thy gloom can banish, The bliss of heaven glorifies; When sun and moon and stars shall vanish, Its rays shall still illume the skies. This light through all eternity Thy heaven and all to thee shall be. 4. 0 Jesus, precious Sun of Gladness, Fill Thou-my soul with light, I pray. Dispel the gloomy night of sadness And teach Thou me this Christmas Day How I a child of light may be, Aglow with light that comes from Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #88 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 1:78-79 Author: Caspar F. Nachtenhoefer, c. 1683, alt. Translated by: Anna Hoppe, 1922 Titled: "Dies ist die Nacht, da mir erschienen" Composer: Johann B. Koenig, 1738 Tune: "O dass ich tausend" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "To Thee My Heart I Offer" by Unknown author, 1653 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.72 1. To Thee my heart I offer, 0 Christ-child sweet and dear; Upon Thy love relying, Oh, be Thou ever near! Take Thou my heart and give me Thine And let it be forever mine, 0 Jesus, holy, undefiled, My Savior meek and mild. 2. My heart within is glowing, 0 Christ-child sweet and dear. I love Thee, Lord and Savior; Oh, be Thou ever near! I see Thee in a manger laid, Near cattle resting unafraid; I see Thy deep humility And lowly bow to Thee. 3. What brought Thee to the manger, 0 Christ-child sweet and dear? Thy love for me, a stranger, -- Oh, be Thou ever near! 0 Lord, how great is this Thy love That reaches down from heaven above, Thy love for us, by sin defiled, That made Thee, God, a child! 4. With all my heart and being, 0 Christ-child sweet and dear, I love Thee, and Thee only; Oh, be Thou ever near! My heart I in Thy manger lay, Let it remain there and for aye Draw it to Thee that it may be Secure eternally. 5. Let me be Thine forever, 0 Christ-child sweet and dear; Uphold me with Thy mercy And be Thou ever near. From Thee I gladly all receive, And what is mine to Thee I give. My heart, my soul, and all I own: Let these be Thine alone. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #89 Text: Luke 2:7 Author: unknown, 1653 Translated by: composite Titled: "Mein Herz will ich dir schenken" Tune: "Cordis donum" 1st Published in: _Clausener Gesangbuch", 1653 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Your Heart and Voices Raising" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Come, your hearts and voices raising, Christ the Lord with gladness praising; Loudly sing His love amazing, Worthy folk of Christendom. 2. Sin and death may well be groaning, Satan now may well be moaning; We, our full salvation owning, Cast our every care away. 3. See how God, for us providing, Gave His Son and life abiding; He our weary steps is guiding From earth's woe to heavenly joy. 4. Christ, from heaven to us descending And in love our race befriending, In our need His help extending, Saved us from the wily Foe. 5. Jacob's Star in all its splendor Beams with comfort sweet and tender, Forcing Satan to surrender, Breaking all the powers of hell. 6. From the bondage that oppressed us, From sin's fetters that possessed us, From the grief that sore distressed us, We, the captives, now are free. 7. Oh, the joy beyond expressing When by faith we grasp this blessing And to Thee we come confessing, That our freedom thou hast wrought! 8. Gracious Child, we pray Thee, hear us, From Thy lowly manger cheer us, Gently lead us and be near us Till we join the angelic choir. ____________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #90 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2: 15 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1667 Translated by: composite Titled: Kommt und lasst uns Christum ehren Tune: Quem pastores 14th-century melody ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Let the Earth Now Praise the Lord" by Heinrich Held, 1620-ca.1659 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.74 1. Let the earth now praise the Lord. Who hath truly kept His word And the sinners' Help and Friend Now at last to us doth send. 2. What the fathers most desired, What the prophets' heart inspired, What they longed for many a year, Stands fulfilled in glory here. 3. Abrams promised great Reward, Zion's Helper, Jacob's Lord, -- Him of twofold race behold, -- Truly came, as long foretold. 4. Welcome, 0 my Savior, now! Hail! My Portion, Lord, art Thou. Here, too, in my heart, I pray, Oh, prepare Thyself a way! 5. King of Glory, enter in; Cleanse it from the filth of sin, As Thou hast so often done; It belongs to Thee alone. 6. As Thy coming was in peace, Quiet, full of gentleness, Let the same mind dwell in me That was ever found in Thee. 7. Comfort my desponding heart: Thou my Strength and Refuge art. I am weak, and cunningly Satan lays his snares for me. 8. Bruise for me the Serpent's head, That, set free from doubt and dread, I may cleave to Thee in faith, Safely kept through life and death, 9. And when Thou dost come again As a glorious King to reign, I with joy may see Thy face, Freely ransomed by Thy grace. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #91 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 24:27 Author: Heinrich Held, 1659 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863 (st. 7 unknown) Titled: "Gott sei Dank durch alle Welt" Tune: "Nun komm, der Heiden Heiland" 1st Published in:_Geistliches Gesangbuechlein_ Town: Wittenberg, 1524, ad. ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Now Sing We, Now Rejoice" by unknown author, c. 1300 Translated by Arthur T. Russell, 1806-1874 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Now sing we, now rejoice, Now raise to heaven our voice; He from whom joy streameth Poor in a manger lies; Not so brightly beameth The sun in yonder skies. Thou my Savior art! Thou my Savior art! 2. Come from on high to me; I cannot rise to Thee Cheer my wearied spirit, O pure and holy Child; Through Thy grace and merit, Blest Jesus, Lord most mild, Draw me unto Thee! Draw me unto Thee! 3. Now through His Son doth shine The Father's grace divine. Death o'er us had reigned Through sin and vanity; He for us obtained Eternal joy on high. May we praise Him there! May we praise Him there! 4. Oh, where shall joy be found? Where but on heavenly ground? Where the angels singing With all His saints unite, Sweetest praises bringing In heavenly joy and light. Oh, that we were there! Oh, that we were there! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #92 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:1-14 Author: unknown Translated by: Arthur T. Russell, 1851, alt. Titled: "In dulci iubilo" Tune: "In dulci iubilo" German melody, 14th century ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Lord, We Welcome Thee" by Caspar Ziegler, 1621-1690 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 76 1. O Lord, we welcome Thee, Our hearts for joy are leaping. Thou, Jesus, dearest Child, Thy precious promise keeping, Art come from heaven to earth To be our Brother dear; Thou gracious Son of God, Wilt banish all our fear. 2. The mighty Son of God, His majesty concealing, Dwells with our fallen race To give us balm and healing. The everlasting God Descends from realms above, Becomes a winsome Child, Reveals His Father's love. 3. Ah, sweet and gentle name! Its echoes far are sounding, It pierces hearts of stone And tells of love abounding. O Jesus, dearest Child, On Thee will we rely, And, calling on Thy name, We die not when we die. 4. To Thee alone we cling, For Thee all else forsaking; On Thee alone we build Though heaven and earth be quaking. To Thee alone we live, In Thee alone we die; O Jesus, dearest Lord, With Thee we reign on high. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #93 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 9:6 Author: Caspar Ziegler, 1648 Translated by: composite Titled: "Ich freue mich in dir" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1648 Tune: "Nun danket alle Gott" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hark! the Herald Angels Sing" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.76 1. Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King; Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled!" Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With the angelic host proclaim. "Christ is born in Bethlehem!" Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King!" 2. Christ, by highest heaven adored. Christ, the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, Hail the incarnate Deity! Pleased as Man with man to dwell; Jesus, our Immanuel! Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King!" 3. HaiI, the heavenly Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings. Mild He leaves His throne on high, Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth; Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King!" 4. Come, Desire of nations, come, Fix in us Thy humble home; Oh, to all Thyself impart, Formed in each believing heart! Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King; Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled!" Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King!" _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #94 Text: Luke 2:14 Author: Charles Wesley, 1739, et al. Composer: Felix Mendelssohn, 1840, ad. Tune: "Mendelssohn" 1st Published in: ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Savior of the Nations, Come" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Savior of the nations, come, Virgin's Son, make here Thy home! Marvel now, O heaven and earth, That the Lord chose such a birth. 2. Not by human flesh and blood, By the Spirit of our God, Was the Word of God made flesh-- Woman's Offspring, pure and fresh. 3. Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child Of the Virgin undefiled! Though by all the world disowned, Still to be in heaven enthroned. 4. From the Father forth He came And returneth to the same, Captive leading death and hell-- High the song of triumph swell! 5. Thou, the Father's only Son, Hast o'er sin the victory won. Boundless shall Thy kingdom be; When shall we its glories see? 6. Brightly doth Thy manger shine, Glorious is its light divine. Let not sin o'ercloud this light; Ever be our faith thus bright. 7. Praise to God the Father sing, Praise to God the Son, our King, Praise to God the Spirit be Ever and eteranally. ___________________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 95 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 1: 14 Author: St. Ambrose, +397 German version translated by Martin Luther, 1524 Translated by: William M. Reynolds, 1860, alt. Titled: Veni, Redemptor gentium Tune: Nun komm, der Heiden Heiland 1st Published in: Geistliches Gesangbuchlein Town: Wittenberg, 1524, ad. ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, Rejoice, Ye Christians, Loudly" by Christian Keimann, 1607-1662 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.79 1. Oh, rejoice, ye Christians, loudly, For our joy hath now begun; Wondrous things our God hath done. Tell abroad His goodness proudly Who our race hath honored thus That He deigns to dwell with us. Joy 0 joy, beyond all gladness, Christ hath done away with sadness! Hence, all sorrow and repining, For the Sun of Grace is shining! 2. See, my soul, thy Savior chooses Weakness here and poverty; In such love He comes to thee Nor the hardest couch refuses; All He suffers for thy good, To redeem thee by His blood. Joy, 0 joy, beyond all gladness, Christ hath done away with sadness! Hence, all sorrow and repining, For the Sun of Grace is shining! 3. Lord, how shall I thank Thee rightly? I acknowledge that by Thee I am saved eternally. Let me not forget it lightly, But to Thee at All times cleave And my heart true peace receive. Joy, 0 joy, beyond all gladness, Christ hath done away with sadness! Hence, all sorrow and repining, For the Sun of Grace is shining! 4. Jesus, guard and guide Thy members, Fill Thy brethren with Thy grace, Hear their prayers in every place. Quicken now life's faintest embers; Grant all Christians, far and near, Holy peace, a glad New Year! Joy, 0 joy, beyond all gladness, Christ hath done away with sadness! Hence, all sorrow and repining, For the Sun of Grace is shining! _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #96 Text: 2 Cor. 8:9 Author: Christian Keimann, 1646 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Freuet euch, ihr Christen alle" Composer: Andreas Hammerschmidt, 1646 Tune: "Freuet euch, ihr Christen' _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Let Us All with Gladsome Voice" by Unknown, 1632 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.80 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 heaven's 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. 0 Lord Christ, our Savior dear, Be Thou ever near us. Grant us now a glad new year. Amen, Jesus, hear us! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #97 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 2 Cor. 8:9 Author: unknown, 1632 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Lasst uns alle froehlich sein" Tune: "Lasst uns alle" 1st Published in: _Gesangbuch, Ander Teil_ Town: Dresden, 1632 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Of the Father's Love Begotten" by Aurelius C. Prudentius, 413, cento Translated by John. M. Neale, 1818-1866 and Henry W. Baker, 1821-1977 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.80 1. Of the Father's love begotten Ere the worlds began to be, He is Alpha and Omega, He the Source, the Ending He, Of the things that are, that have been, And that future years shall see Evermore and evermore. 2. Oh, that birth forever blessed When the Virgin, full of grace, By the Holy Ghost conceiving, Bare the Savior of our race, And the Babe, the world's Redeemer, First revealed His sacred face Evermore and evermore. 3. O ye heights of heaven, adore Him; Angel hosts, His praises sing; Powers, dominions, bow before Him And extol our God and King. Let no tongue on earth be silent, Every voice in concert ring Evermore and evermore. 4. This is He whom Heaven-taught singers Sang of old with one accord; Whom the Scriptures of the prophets Promised in their faithful word. Now He shines, the Long-expected; Let creation praise its Lord Evermore and evermore. 5. Christ, to Thee, with God the Father, And, O Holy Ghost, to Thee Hymn and chant and high thanksgiving And unending praises be, Honor, glory, and dominion, And eternal victory Evermore and evermore. ____________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #98 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Tim. 3:16 Author: Aurelius C. Prudentius, 413, cento Translated by: John. M. Neale, 1854 and Henry W. Baker, 1861 Titled: "Corde natus ex Parentis" Tune: "Divinum mysterium", Plain-song tune, 12th century ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Now are the Days Fulfilled" by Unknown, 1746 Translated by Frederick W. Herzberger, 1859-1930 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.81 1. Now are the days fulfilled, God's Son is manifested, Now His great majesty In human flesh is vested. Behold the mighty God, By whom all wrath is stilled, The woman's promised Seed - Now are the days fulfilled. 2. Now are the days fulfilled, Lo, Jacob's Star is shining; The gloomy night has fled Wherein the world lay pining. Now, IsraeI, look on Him Who long thy heart hath thrilled; Hear Zion's watchmen cry: Now are the days fulfilled. 3. Now are the days fulfilled, The child of God rejoices; No bondage of the Law, No curses that it voices, Can fill our hearts with fear; On Christ our hope we build. Behold the Prince of Peace-- Now are the days fulfilled. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #99 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Gal. 4:4 Author: unknown, 1746 Translated by: Frederick W. Herzberger, 1930, alt. Titled: "Nun ist die Zeit erfuellt" Composer: Ahasverus Fritsch, 1679 Tune: "Was frag' ich nach der Welt" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Christians, Sing Out with Exultation" by Benedict Pictet, c.1650-c. 1710 Translated by Henry L. Jenner, 1820-1898 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.82 1. Christians, sing out with exultation And praise your Benefactor's name! Today the Author of salvation, The Father's Well-beloved, came. Of undefiled virgin mother An Infant, all divine, was born, And God Himself became your Brother Upon this happy Christmas morn. 2. In Him eternal might and power To human weakness hath inclined; And this poor Child brings richest dower Of gifts and graces to mankind. While here His majesty disguising, A servant's form the Master wears, Behold the beams of glory rising E'en from His poverty and tears. 3. A stable serves Him for a dwelling And for a bed a manger mean; Yet o'er His head, His advent telling, A new and wondrous star is seen. Angels rehearse to men the story, The joyful story, of His birth; To Him they raise the anthem -- "Glory To God on high and peace on earth!" 4. For through this holy incarnation The primal curse is done away; And blessed peace o'er all creation Hath shed its pure and gentle ray. Then, in that heavenly concert joining, 0 Christian men, with one accord, Your voices tunefully combining, Salute the birthday of your Lord. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #100 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: I John 4:2 Author: Benedict Pictet, 1705, ab. Translated by: Henry L. Jenner, 1886 Titled: "Faisons eclater notre joie" Composer: Louis Bourgeois, 1544 Tune: "Navarre" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Gladsome Light, O Grace" by Unknown, c. 200 Translated by Robert Bridges, 1844-1930 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.83 1. O gladsome Light, O Grace Of God the Father's Face, The eternal splendor wearing; Celestial, holy, blest, Our Savior Jesus Christ, Joyful in Thine appearing. 2. Now, ere day fadeth quite, We see the evening light, Our wonted hymn outpouring, Father of might unknown, Thee, His incarnate Son, And Holy Ghost adoring. 3. To Thee of right belongs All praise of holy songs, O Son of God, Life-giver; Thee, therefore, O Most High, The world doth glorify And shall exalt forever. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #101 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 1:9 Title: "Phohs hilaron hagias doxehs" Author: unknown, c. 200 Translated by: Robert Bridges, 1895 Tune: "Nunc dimittis"; _Genevan Psalter_, 1549 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, Come, All Ye Faithful" by Unknown, 18th century Translated by Edward C]aswall, 1814-1878 and Philip Schaff, 1819-1893 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.84 1. Oh, come, all ye faithful, triumphantly sing; Come, see in the manger our Savior and King To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord; Oh, come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord! 2. True Son of the Father, He comes from the skies; To be born of a virgin He doth not despise. To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord; Oh, come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord! 3. Hark, hark, to the angels all singing in heaven, "To God in the highest all glory be given!" To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord; Oh, come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord! 4. To Thee, then, 0 Jesus, this day of Thy birth Be glory and honor through heaven and earth, True Godhead incarnate, omnipotent Word! Oh, come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord! _________________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #102 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:15 Author: unknown, 18th century Titled: "Adeste fideles" Translated by: Edward Caswall, 1849 and Philip Schaff, 1870 Tune: "Adeste fideles" 1st Published in: _Cantus Diversi_, 1751 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "To Shepherds as They Watched by Night" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. To shepherds as they watched by night Appeared a host of angels bright; Behold the tender Babe, they said, In yonder lowly manger laid. 2. At Bethlehem, in David's town, As Micah did of old make known; 'Tis Jesus Christ, your Lord and King, Who doth to all salvation bring. 3. Oh, then rejoice that through His Son God is with sinners now at one; Made like yourselves of flesh and blood, Your brother is the eternal God. 4. What harm can sin and death then do? The true God now abides with you. Let hell and Satan rage and chafe, Christ is your Brother--ye are safe. 5. Not one He will or can forsake Who Him his confidence doth make. Let all his wiles the Tempter try, You may his utmost powers defy. 6. Ye shall and must at last prevail; God's own ye are, ye cannnot fail. To God forever sing your praise With joy and patience all your days. ____________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 103 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2: 10, 11 Author: Martin Luther, 1543 Translated by: Richard Massie, 1854, alt. Titled: Vom Himmel kam der Engel Schar Tune: Puer nobis nascitur 1st Published in: "Musae Sioniae," VI 1609 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Now Praise We Christ, the Holy One" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Now praise we Christ, the Holy One, The blessed Virgin Mary's Son, Far as the glorious sun doth shine, E'en to the world's remote confine. 2. He who Himself all things did make A servant's form vouchsafed to take That He as man mankind might win And save His creatures from their sin. 3. The grace and power of God the Lord Upon the mother was outpoured; A virgin pure and undefiled In wondrous wise conceived a child. 4. The noble mother bore a Son,- For so did Gabriel's promise run,- Whom John confessed and leaped with joy Ere yet the mother knew her boy. 5. Upon a manger filled with hay In poverty content He lay; With milk was fed the Lord of all, Who feeds the ravens when they call. 6. The heavenly choirs rejoice and raise Their voice to God in songs of praise. To humble shepherds is proclaimed The Shepherd who the world hath framed. 7. All honor unto Christ be paid, Pure Offspring of the favored maid, With Father and with Holy Ghost, Till time in endless time be lost. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn 104 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Phil. 2: 6,7 Author: Coelius Sedulius, c. 450 Poem titled: "Paean Alphabeticus de Christo" German version by Martin Luther , 1524, ab. Titled: A solis ortus cardine Translated by: Richard Massie, 1854, alt. Tune: Christum wir sollen loben schon 1st Published in: "Enchiridion" Town: Erfurt, 1524 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Praise God the Lord, Ye Sons of Men" by Nikolaus Herman Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men, Before His highest throne; Today He opens heaven again And gives us His own Son. 2. He leaves His heavenly Father's throne, Is born an infant small, And in a manger, poor and lone, Lies in a humble stall. 3. He veils in flesh His power divine A servant's form to take; In want and lowliness must pine Who heaven and earth did make. 4. He nestles at His mother's breast, Receives her tender care, Whom angels hail with joy most blest, King David's royal heir. 5. 'Tis He who in these latter days From Judah's tribe should come, By whom the Father would upraise The Church, His Christendom. 6. A wondrous change which He doth make! He takes our flesh and blood, And He conceals for sinners' sake His majesty of God. 7. He serves that I a lord may be; A great exchange indeed! Could Jesus' love do more for me To help me in my need? 8. He opens us again the door Of Paradise today; The angel guards the gate no more, To God our thanks we pay. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #105 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Luke 2: 1-14 Author: Nikolaus Herman, 1560 Translated by: August Crull, Ý1923, alt. Titled: Lobt Gott, ihr Christen allzugleich Composer: Nikolaus Herman, 1554 Tune: Lobt Gott, ihr Christen ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The People That in Darkness Sat" by John Morison, 1749-1798 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The people that in darkness sat A glorious light have seen; The light has shined on them who long In shades of death have been. 2. To hail Thee, Sun of Righteousness, The gathering nations come; They joy as when the reapers bear Their harvest treasures home. 3. For Thou their burden dost remove And break the tyrant's rod As in the day when Midian fell Before the sword of God. 4. To us a Child of hope is born, To us a Son is given, And on His shoulder ever rests All power in earth and heaven. 5. His name shall be the Prince of Peace, The Everlasting Lord, The Wonderful, the Counselor. The God by all adored. 6. His righteous government and power Shall over all extend; On judgment and on justice based, His reign shall have no end. 7. Lord Jesus, reign in us, we pray, And make us Thine alone, Who with the Father ever art And Holy Spirit, one. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #106 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 9:2 Author: John Morison, 1770, alt. Composer: Nikolaus Herman, 1554 Tune: "Lobt Gott, ihr Christen" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "We Christians May Rejoice Today" by Caspar Fueger, d.1592?, d.1617? Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. We Christians May Rejoice Today When Christ was born to comfort and to save us. Who thus believes No longer grieves, For none are lost who grasp the hope He gave us. 2. Oh, wondrous joy That God most high Should take our flesh and thus our race should honor! A virgin mild Hath borne this Child; Such grace and glory God hath put upon her. 3. Sin bought us grief, But Christ relief, When down to earth He came for our salvation. Since God with us Is dwelling thus, Who dares to speak the Christian's codemnation? 4. The hither throng With happy song To Him whose birth and death are our assurance; Through whom are we At last set free From sins and burdens that surpassed endurance. 5. Yea, let us praise Our God and raise Loud hallelujahs to the skies above us. The bliss bestowed Today by God To ceaseless thankfulness and joy should move us. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #107 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:20 Author: Caspar Fueger, 1592 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863 Titled: "Wir Christenleut' hab'n jetzund Freud" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1653 Tune: "O Jesu Christ, dein Kripplein" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "We Sing, Immanuel, Thy Praise" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. We sing, Immanuel, Thy praise, Thou Prince of Life and Fount of grace, Thou Flower of heaven and Star of morn, Thou Lord of lords, Thou Virgin-born. Hallelujah! 2. For Thee, since first the world was made, So many haearts have watched and prayed; The patriarchs' and prophets' throng For Thee have hoped and waited long. Hallelujah! 3. Now art Thou here, Thou Ever-blest! In lowly manger dost Thou rest. Thou, making all things great, art small; So poor art Thou, yet clothest all. Hallelujah! 4. From Thee above all gladness flows, Yet Thou must bear such bitter woes; The Gentiles' Light and Hope Thou art, Yet findest none to soothe Thine heart. Hallelujah! 5. But I, Thy servant, Lord, today Confess my love and freely say, I love Thee truly, but I would That I might love Thee as I should. Hallelujah! 6. I have the will, the poser is weak; Yet, Lord, my humble offering take And graciously the love receive Which my poor heart to Thee can give. Hallelujah! 7. Had I no load of sin to bear, Thy grace, O Lord, I could not share; In vain hadst Thou been born for me If form God's wrath I had been free. Hallelujah! 8. Thus will I sing Thy praises here With joyful spirit year by year; And when we reckon years no more, May I in heaven Thy name adore! Hallelujah! _________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #108 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 1:23 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1653, cento Translated by: composite Titled: Wir singen dir, Immanuel Composer: Nikolaus Herman, 1560 Tune: Erschienen ist ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks by Night" by Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.89 1. While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. "Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled minds; "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. 2. "To you, in David's town, this day, Is born of David's line A Savior, who is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign: The heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swaddling-clothes And in a manger laid." 3. Thus spake the seraph,--and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, and thus Addressed their joyful song: "All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace; Good will henceforth from Heaven to men Begin and never cease." _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #109 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:11 Author: Nahum Tate, 1700 Composer: Gottfried W. Fink, 1842 Tune: "Bethlehem" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Across the Sky the Shades of Night" by James Hamilton, 1819-? Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.90 1. Across the sky the shades of night This New Year's Eve are fleeting. We deck Thine altar, Lord, with light, In solemn worship meeting; And as the year's last hours go by, We raise to Thee our earnest cry, Once more Thy love entreating. 2. Before the cross subdued we bow, To Thee our prayers addressing, Recounting all Thy mercies now, And all our sins confessing; Beseeching Thee this coming year To keep us in Thy faith and fear And crown us with Thy blessing. 3. And while we pray, we lift our eyes To dear ones gone before us, Safe home with Thee in Paradise, Whose peace descendeth o'er us; And beg of Thee, when life is past, To reunite us all at last With those who've gone before us. 4. We gather up in this brief hour The memory of Thy mercies: Thy wondrous goodness, love, and power Our grateful song rehearses; For Thou hast been our Strength and Stay In many a dark and dreary day Of sorrow and reverses. 5. In many an hour when fear and dread, Like evil spells, have bound us And clouds were gathering overhead, Thy providence hath found us. In many a night when seas ran high, Thy gracious presence, drawing nigh, Hath made all calm around us. 6. Then, 0 great God, in years to come, Whatever may betide us, Right onward through our journey home Be Thou at hand to guide us; Nor leave us till at close of life Safe from all perils, toil, and strife, Heaven shall enfold and hide us. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #110 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 121:1 Author: James Hamilton, 1883 Composer: Nikolaus Decius, 1539, asc. Tune: "Allein Gott in der Hoeh'" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Thou Who Roll'st the Year Around" by Ray Palmer, 1808-1887 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.90 1. Thou who roll'st the year around, Crowned with mercies large and free, Rich Thy gifts to us abound; Warm our praise shall rise to Thee. 2. Kindly to our worship bow While our grateful thanks we tell, That, sustained by Thee, we now Bid the parting year farewell. 3. All its numbered days are sped, All its busy scenes are o'er, All its joys forever fled, All its sorrows felt no more. 4. Mingled with the eternal past, Its remembrance shall decay, Yet to be revived at last At the solemn Judgment Day. 5. All our follies, Lord, forgive; Cleanse us from each guilty stain. Let Thy grace within us live That we spend not years in vain. 6. Then when life's last eve shall come, Happy spirits, may we fly To our everlasting home, To our Father's house on high! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #111 from _The Handbook to Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 90:12 Author: Ray Palmer, 1832 Tune: "Aus der Tiefe" 1st Published in: _Nuernbergisches Gesangbuch_, 1676 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "To God the Anthem Raising" by Paul Eber, 1511-1569 Translated by Carl Doving, 1867-1937 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. To God the anthem raising, Sing, Christians, great and small; Sing out, His goodness praising, Oh, thank Him one and all! Behold how God this year, Which now is safely ended, Hath in His love befriended His children far and near. 2. Let us consider rightly His mercies manifold And let us not think lightly Of all His gifts untold. Let thankfulness recall How God this year hath led us, How He hath clothed and fed us, The great ones and the small. 3. To Church and State He granted His peace in every place, His vineyard He hath planted Among us by His grace. His ever bounteous hand Prosperity hath given And want and famine driven From this our native land. 4. His Father heart is yearning To take us for His own When, our transgressions mourning, We trust in Christ alone; When in His name we pray And humbly make confession, He pardons our transgression And is our faithful Stay. 5. Our God hath well defended, Hath kept us through His grace; But if He had contended With us our sins to trace And given us our meed, We all would then be lying In sin and sorrow dying, Each one for his misdeed. 6. O Father dear in heaven, For all Thy gifts of love Which Thou to us hast given We lift our thanks above. In Jesus' name we here, To Thee our prayers addressing, Still ask Thee for Thy blessing: Grant us a joyful year. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #112 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 101:1 Author: Paul Eber, 1571 Translated by: Carl Doving, 1907 Titled: "Helft mir Gott's Guete preisen" Composer: Wolfgang Figulus, 1575 Tune: "Helft mir Gott's Guete" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "While with Ceaseless Course the Sun" by John Newton, 1725-1807 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.92 1. Wbile with ceaseless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Nevermore to meet us here; Fixed in an eternal state, They have done with all below. We a little longer wait, But how little, none can know. 2. As the winged arrow files Speedily the mark to find; As the lightning from the skies Darts and leaves no trace behind, Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream. Upward, Lord, our spirits raise; All below is but a dream. 3. Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew; Teach us henceforth how to live With eternity in view. Bless Thy Word to young and old, Fill us with a Savior's love; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with Thee above. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #113 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 90:12 Author: John Newton, 1774 Tune: "Christe, wahres Seelenlicht" 1st Published in: _Neues geistreiches Gesangbuh_ Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus! Name of Wondrous Love" by William W. How, 1823-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.92-93 1. Jesus! Name of wondrous love, Name all other names above, Unto which must every knee Bow in deep humility. 2. Jesus! Name decreed of old, To the maiden mother told-- Kneeling in her lowly cell-- By the angel Gabriel. 3. Jesus! Name of priceless worth To the fallen sons of earth, For the promise that it gave, "Jesus shall His people save." 4. Jesus! Name of mercy mild, Given to the holy Child When the cup of human woe First He tasted here below. 5. Jesus! Only name that's given Under all the mighty heaven Whereby man, to sin enslaved, Bursts his fetters and is saved. 6. Jesus! Name of wondrous love, Human name of God above; Pleading only this, we flee, Helpless, 0 our God, to Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #114 Text: Luke 1:31 Author: William W. How, 1954, alt. Tune: "Gott sei Dank" 1st Published in: _Neues geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "O Blessed Day When First was Poured" by Sebastian Besnault, d.1724 Translated by John Chandler, 1806-1876 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.93 1. O blessed day when first was poured The blood of our redeeming Lord! O blessed day when Christ began His saving work for sinful man! 2. While from His mother's bosom fed, His precious blood He wills to shed; A foretaste of His death He feels, An earnest of His love reveals. 3. Scarce come to earth, His Father's will With prompt obedience to fulfil, A victim even now He lies Before the day of sacrifice. 4. In love our guilt He undertakes; Sinless, for sin atonement makes. The great Lawgiver for our aid Obedient to the Law is made. 5. Lord, circumcise our heart, we pray, And take what is not Thine away. Write Thine own name upon our hearts, Thy Law within our inward parts. 6. O Lord, the Virgin-born, to Thee Eternal praise and glory be, Whom with the Father we adore And Holy Ghost forevermore. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #115 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Gal. 4:4-5 Author: Sebastian Besnault, d.1726 Translated by: John Chandler, 1837, alt. Titled: "Felix dies, quam proprio" Tune: "Angelus" 1st Published in: _Heilige Seelenlust_ Town: Breslau, 1657, ad. ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "To the Name of Our Salvation" by Unknown, 1496 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. To the name of our salvation Laud and honor let us pay, Which for many a generation Hid in God's foreknowledge lay; But with holy exultation We may sing aloud today. 2. Jesus is the name we treasure, Name beyond what words can tell; Name of gladness, name of pleasure, Ear and heart delighting well; Name of sweetness, passing measure, Saving us from sin and hell. 3. 'Tis the name for adoration; 'Tis the name of victory; 'Tis the name for meditation In this vale of misery; 'Tis the name for veneration By the citizens on high. 4. 'Tis the name that whoso preacheth Speaks like music to the ear; Who in prayer this name beseecheth Sweetest comfort findeth near: Who its perfect wisdom reacheth Heavenly joy possesseth here. 5. Jesus is the name prevailing Over every name by right; At this name, in terror quailing, Powers of hell are put to flight; God, in mercy never failing, Saves us by this name of might. 6. Therefore we in love adoring This most blessed name revere, Holy Jesus,Thee imploring So to write it in us here That hereafter, heavenward soaring, We may sing with angels there. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #116 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 4:12 Author: unknown, 1496 Translated by: John M. Neale, 1851, alt. Titled: "Gloriosi Salvatoris" Tune: "Sieh, hier bin ich" 1st Published in: _Geistreiches Gesangbuch" Town: Darmstadt, 1698 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Ancient Law Departs" by Sebastian Besnault, d.1724 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HANDBOOK TO THE HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.94 1. The ancient Law departs, And all its fears remove, For Jesus makes with faithful hearts A covenant of love. 2. The Light of Light Divine, True brightness undefiled, He bears for us the pain of sin A holy, spotless Child. 3. His infant body now Begins the cross to feel: Those precious drops of blood that flow For death the Victim seal. 4. Today the name is Thine At which we bend the knee. They call Thee Jesus, Child Divine; Our Jesus deign to be. 5. All praise, eternal Son, For Thy redeeming love, With Father, Spirit, ever One In glorious might above. Amen. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #117 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:21 Author: Sebastian Besnault, 1736 Translated by: composite, 1861, alt. Titled: "Debilis cessant elementa legis" Composer: Johann S. Bach, 1750, ad. Tune: "Potsdam" 1st Published in: _Church Psalter_, 1854 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Father, Let Me Dedicate" by Lawrence Tuttiett, 1825-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.95 1. Father, let me dedicate All this year to Thee, In whatever earthly state Thou wilt have me be. Not from sorrow, pain, or care Freedom dare I claim; This alone shall be my prayer: Glorify Thy name. 2. Can a child presume to choose Where or how to live? Can a father's love refuse All the best to give? More Thou givest every day Than the best can claim Nor withholdest aught that may Glorify Thy name. 3. If in mercy Thou wilt spare Joys that yet are mine; If on life, serene and fair, Brighter rays may shine, Let my glad heart while it sings Thee in all proclaim And, whate'er the future brings, Glorify Thy name. 4. If Thou callest to the cross And its shadow come, Turning all my gain to loss, Shrouding heart and home, Let me think how Thy dear Son To His glory came And in deepest woe pray on: "Glorify Thy name." _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #118 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Pet. 2:9 Author: Lawrence Tuttiett, 1864 Tune: "Glorification" 1st Published in: Gossner's _Choralbuch_ Town: Leipzig, 1832, ad ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Great God, We Sing That Mighty Hand" by Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.95 1. Great God, we sing that mighty hand By which supported still we stand. The opening year Thy mercy shows; Let mercy crown it till it close. 2. By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God, By His incessant bounty fed, By His unerring counsel led. 3. With grateful hearts the past we own; The future, all to us unknown, We to Thy guardian care commit And, peaceful, leave before Thy feet. 4. In scenes exalted or depressed Be Thou our Joy and Thou our Rest. Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Adored through all our changing days. 5. When death shall interrupt our songs, And seal in silence mortal tongues, Our Helper, God, in whom we trust, In better worlds our soul shall boast. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #119 Text: Ps. 92:1 Author: Philip Doddridge, 1755, alt. Arranged by: Samuel Dyer, 1828 Tune: "Mendon" Tune: German Melody _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Help Us, O Lord! Behold, We Enter" by Johann Rist, 1607-1667 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.96 1. Help us, O Lord! Behold, we enter Upon another year today; In Thee our hopes and thoughts now center, Renew our courage for the way. New life, new strength, new happiness, We ask of Thee, -- oh, hear and bless! 2. May every plan and undertaking This year be all begun with Thee; When I am sleeping or am waking, Still let me know Thou art with me. Abroad do Thou my footsteps guide, At home be ever at my side. 3. Be this a time of grace and pardon. Thy rod I take with willing mind, But suffer naught my heart to harden; Oh, let me then Thy mercy find! In Thee alone, my God, I live; Thou only canst nay sins forgive. 4. And may this year to me be holy; Thy grace so fill my every thought That all my life be pure and lowly And truthful, as a Christian's ought. So make me while yet dwelling here Pious and blest from year to year. 5. Jesus, be with me and direct me; Jesus, my plans and hopes inspire; Jesus, from tempting thoughts protect me; Jesus, be all my heart's Desire; Jesus, be in my thoughts all day Nor suffer me to fall away. 6. And grant, Lord, when the year is over, That it for me in peace may close; In all things care for me and cover My head in time of fear and woes. So may I when my years are gone Appear with joy before Thy throne. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #120 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 13:8 Author: Johann Rist, 1642, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863 Titled: "Hilf, Herr Jesu, lass helingen" Tune: "Ich sterbe taeglich" 1st Published in: MS, Municipal Library Town: Leipzig, 1756 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "For Thy Mercy and Thy Grace" by Henry Downton, 1818-1885 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.96-97 1. For Thy mercy and Thy grace, Faithful through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness; Savior and Redeemer, hear! 2. Lo, our sins on Thee we cast, Thee, our perfect Sacrifice, And, forgetting all the past, Press unto our glorious prize. 3. Dark the future; let Thy light Guide us, bright and Morning Star. Fierce our foes and hard the fight; Arm us, Savior, for the war. 4. In our weakness and distress, Rock of strength, be Thou our Stay; In the pathless wilderness Be our true and living Way. 5. Who of us death's awful road In the coming year shall tread, With Thy rod and staff, 0 God, Comfort Thou his dying bed. 6. Keep us faithful, keep us pure, Keep us evermore Thine own. Help, oh, help us to endure; Fit us for the promised crown. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #121 Text: Ps. 59:16 Author: Henry Downton, 1841, ab. and alt. Tune: "Culbach" 1st Published in: _Heilige Seelenlust_ Town: Breslau, 1657, ad. _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Now Let Us Come Before Him" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Now let us come before Him, With song and prayer adore Him, Who to our life hath given All needed strength from heaven. 2. The stream of years is flowing, And we are onward going, From old to new surviving And by His mercy thriving. 3. In woe we often languish And pass through times of anguish, Of wars and trepidation Alarming every nation. 4. As mothers watch are keeping O'er children who are sleeping, Their fear and grief assuaging When angry storms are raging. 5. So God His own is shielding And help to them is yielding. When need and woe distress them, His loving arms caress them. 6. O Thou who dost not slumber, Remove what would encumber Our work, which prospers never Unless Thou bless it ever. 7. O God of Mercy, hear us; Our Father, be Thou near us; Mid crosses and in sadness Be Thou our Fount of gladness. 8. To all who bow before Thee And for Thy grace implore Thee, Oh, grant Thy benediction And patience in affliction. 9. Be Thou a Helper speedy To all the poor and needy, To all forlorn a Father; Thy erring children gather. 10. Be with the sick and ailing, Their Comforter unfailing; Dispelling grief and sadness, Oh, give them joy and gladness! 11. Above all else, Lord, send us Thy Spirit to attend us, Within our hearts abiding, To heaven our footsteps guiding. 12. All this Thy hand bestoweth, Thou Life, whence our life floweth. To all Thy name confessing Grant, Lord, Thy New Year's blessing. ______________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #122 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 91:1 Author: Paul Gerhardt Translated by: John Kelly, 1867, alt. Titled: Nun lasst uns gehn und treten Tune: Nun lasst uns Gott, dem Herren 1st Published in: "Christliche Psalmen" Town: Leipzig, 1587 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Our God, Our Help in Ages Past" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.98 1. Our God, our Help in ages past, Our Hope for years to come, Our Shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal Home! 2. Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. 3. Before the hills in order stood Or earth received her frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. 4. A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone, Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5. Thy word commands our flesh to dust: "Return ye sons of men!" All nations rose from earth at first And turn to earth again. 6. Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly forgotten as a dream Dies at the opening day. 7. Like flowery fields the nations stand, Pleased with the morning light; The flowers beneath the mower's hand Lie withering ere 'tis night. 8. Our God, our Help in ages past, Our Hope for years to come, Be Thou our Guard while troubles last And our eternal Home! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #123 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 90 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719, ab. Composer: William Croft, 1708 Tune: "St. Anne" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Lord, Our Father, Thanks to Thee" by Cyriacus Schneegass Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Lord, our Father, thanks to Thee In this new year we render, For every evil had to flee Before Thee, our Defender. Our life was nourished, we were fed With rich supplies of daily bread, And peace reigned in our borders. 2. Lord Jesus Christ, our thanks to Thee In this new year we render; Thy reign hath kept Thy people free, Hath shown Thy mercies tender. Thou hast redeemed us with Thy blood, Thou art our Joy, our only Good, In life and death our Savior. 3. Lord Holy Ghost, our thanks to Thee In this new year we render, For Thou hast led our eyes to see Thy truth in all its splendor And thus enkindled from above Within our hearts true faith and love And other Christian virtues. 4. Our faithful God, we cry to Thee: Still bless us with Thy favor, Blot out all our iniquity, And hide our sins forever. Grant us a happy, good new year And, when the hour of death draws near, A peaceful, blest departure. Amen. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #124 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Ps. 107: 1 Author: Cyriacus Schneegass, 1597 Translated by: August Crull Titled: "Her Gott Vater, wir preisen dich" Tune: "Nun freut euch" 1st Published in: "Etlich' christliche Lieder" Town: Wittenberg, 1524 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Old Year Now hath Passed Away" by Johann Steuerlein, 1546-1613 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The old year now hath passed away; We thank Thee, 0 our God, today That Thou hast kept us through the year When danger and distress were near. 2. We pray Thee, 0 eternal Son, Who with the Father reign'st as One, To guard and rule Thy Christendom Through all the ages yet to come. 3. Take not Thy saving Word away, Our souls' true comfort, staff, and stay. Abide with us and keep us free From errors, following only Thee. 4. Oh, help us to forsake all sin, A new and holier course begin! Mark not what once was done amiss; A happier, better year be this, 5. Wherein as Christians we may live Or die in peace that Thou canst give, To rise again when Thou shalt come And enter Thine eternal home. 6. There shall we thank Thee and adore With all the angels evermore. Lord Jesus Christ, increase our faith To praise Thy name through life and death. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #125 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 15:4 Author: Johann Steuerlein, 1588, asc. Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863 Titled: "Das alte Jahr vergangen ist" Tune: "Herr Jesu Christ, dich" 1st Published in: _Cantionale Germanicum_ Town: Dresden, 1628 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "As with Gladness Men of Old" by William C. Dix, 1837-1898 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. As with gladness men of old Did the guiding star behold; As with joy they hailed its light, Leading onward, beaming bright, So, most gracious Lord, may we Evermore be led by Thee! 2. As with joyful steps they sped, Savior, to Thy lowly bed, There to bend the knee before Thee whom heaven and earth adore, So may we with willing feet Ever seek Thy mercy-seat! 3. As they offered gifts most rare At Thy cradle, rude and bare, So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasures bring, Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King! 4. Holy Jesus, every day Keep us in the narrow way; And when earthly things are past. Bring our ransomed souls at last Where they need no star to guide, Where no clouds Thy glory hide. 5. In the heavenly country bright Need they no created light; Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, Thou its Sun which goes not down. There forever may we sing Alleluias to our King! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #127 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 2:1-11 Author: William C. Dix, 1860 Composer: Konrad Kocher, 1838 Tune: "Dix" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Brightest and Best of the Sons of the Morning" by Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.102 1. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2. Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining; Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall. Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, Maker and Monarch and Savior of all. 3. Shall we not yield Him, In costly devotion Odors of Edom and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest and gold from the mine? 4. Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts would His favor secure. Richer by far is the heart's adoration; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #128 Text: Matt. 2:11 Author: Reginald Heber, 1811 Composer: John P. Harding, 1892 Tune: "Morning Star" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Hail, Thou Source of Every Blessing" by Basil Woodd, 1760-1831 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1.Hail, Thou Source of every blessing, Sovereign Father of mankind! Gentiles now, Thy grace possessing, In Thy courts admission find. Grateful now we fall before Thee, In Thy Church obtain a place, Now by faith behold Thy glory, Praise Thy truth, adore Thy grace. 2. Once far off, but now invited, We approach Thy sacred throne; In Thy covenant united, Reconciled, redeemed, made one. Now revealed to Eastern sages, See the Star of Mercy shine; Mystery hid in former ages, Mystery great of love divine. 3. Hail, Thou all-inviting Savior! Gentiles now their offerings bring; In Thy temples seek Thy favor, Jesus Christ, our Lord and King. May we, body, soul, and spirit, Live devoted to Thy praise, Glorious realms of bliss inherit, Grateful anthems ever raise! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #129 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 2:11 Author: Basil Woodd, c. 1810 Tune: "O Durchbrecher" 1st Published in: _Neues geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _____________________________________________________________ "O Jesus, King of Glory" by Martin Behm, 1557-1622 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.103 1. O Jesus, King of Glory, Both David's Lord and Son! Thy realm endures forever, In heaven is fixed Thy throne. Help that in earth's dominions, Throughout from pole to pole, Thy reign may spread salvation To each benighted soul. 2. The Eastern sages, bringing Their tribute-gifts to Thee, Bear witness to Thy kingdom And humbly bow the knee. To Thee the star is pointing And the prophetic Word; Hence joyously we hail Thee: Our Savior and our Lord! 3. Thou art a mighty Monarch, As by Thy Word is told, Yet carest Thou but little For earthly goods or gold; On no proud steed Thou ridest, Thou wear'st no jeweled crown Nor dwell'st in lordly castle, But bearest scoff and frown. 4. Yet art Thou decked with beauty, With rays of glorious light; Thy works proclaim Thy goodness, And all Thy ways are right. Vouchsafe to shield Thy people With Thine almighty arm That they may dwell in safety From those who mean them harm. 5. Ah, look on me with pity Though I am weak and poor; Admit me to Thy kingdom To dwell there, blest and sure. I pray Thee, guide and keep me Safe from my bitter foes, From sin and death and Satan; Free me from all my woes. 6. And bid Thy Word within me Shine as the fairest star; Keep sin and all false doctrine Forever from me far. Help me confess Thee truly And with Thy Christendom Here own Thee King and Savior And in the world to come. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #130 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 2:1-12 Author: Martin Behm, 1606 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "O Koenig aller Ehren" Composer: Melchior Teschner, 1613 Tune: "Valet will ich dir geben" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Star Proclaims the King Is Here" by Coelius Sedulius, c.450 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The star proclaims the King is here; But, Herod, why this senseless fear? He takes no realms of earth away Who gives the realms of heavenly day. 2. The wiser Magi see from far And follow on His guiding star; And led by light, to light they press And by their gifts their God confess. 3. Within the Jordan's crystal flood In meekness stands the Lamb of God And, sinless, sanctifies the wave, Mankind from sin to cleanse and save. 4. At Cana first His power is shown; His might the blushing waters own And, changing as He speaks the word, Flow wine, obedient to their Lord. 5. All glory, Jesus, be to Thee For this Thy glad epiphany; Whom with the Father we adore And Holy Ghost forevermore. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #131 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 2:9 Author: Coelius Sedulius, c.450 Translated by: John M. Neale, 1852, alt. Titled: "Hostis Herodes impie" Tune: "Wo Gott zum Haus" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1535 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O God of God, O Light of Light" by John Julian, 1839-1913 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.104 1. O God of God, O Light of Light, Thou Prince of Peace, Thou King of kings! To Thee where angels know no night The song of praise forever rings. To Him who sits upon the throne, The Lamb once slain for sinful men, Be honor, might, all by Him won, Glory and praise! Amen, Amen. 2. Deep in the prophets' sacred page, Grand in the poets' winged word, Slowly in type, from age to age, Nations beheld their coming Lord, Till through the deep Judean night Rang out the song "Good will to men!" Hymned by the first-born sons of light, Reechoed now, "Good will!" Amen. 3. That life of truth, those deeds of love, That death of pain, mid hate and scorn, These all are past, and now above He reigns our King, once crowned with thorn. Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; So sang His hosts, unheard by men; Lift up your heads, for you He waits. We lift them up. Amen, Amen. 4. Nations afar, in ignorance deep, Isles of the sea, where darkness lay, These hear His voice, they wake from sleep, And throng with joy the upward way. They cry with us, "Send forth Thy light, O Lamb, once slain for sinful men; Burst Satan's bonds, O God of might; Set all men free!" Amen, Amen. 5. Sing to the Lord a glorious song, Sing to His name, His love forthtell; Sing on, heaven's host, His praise prolong; Sing, ye who now on earth do dwell: Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain; From angels praise and thanks from men; Worthy the Lamb, enthroned to reign, Glory and power! Amen, Amen. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #132 Text: Ps. 43:3 Author: John Julian, 1883 Tune: "O grosser Gott" 1st Published in: _Gesang-und Notenbuch_ Town: Stuttgart, 1744 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Within the Father's House" by James R. Woodford, 1820-1885 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.105 1. Within the Father's house The Son hath found His home, And to His Temple suddenly The Lord of Life hath come. 2. The doctors of the Law Gaze on the wondrous Child And marvel at His gracious words Of wisdom undefiled. 3. Yet not to them is given The mighty truth to know, To Iift the earthly veil which hides Incarnate God below. 4. The secret of the Lord Escapes each human eye, And faithful pondering hearts await The full epiphany. 5. Lord, visit Thou our souls And teach us by Thy grace Each dim revealing of Thyself With loving awe to trace, 6. Till from our darkened sight The cloud shall pass away And on the cleansed soul shall burst The everlasting day; 7. Till we behold Thy face And know as we are known Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Coequal Three in One. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #133 Text: Luke 2:41-52 Author: James R. Woodford, 1863 Tune: "Franconia" 1st Published in: _Harmonischer Liederschatz_ Town: Frankfurt, 1738 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Songs of Thankfulness and Praise" by Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-1885 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Songs of thankfulness and praise, Jesus, Lord, to Thee we raise, Manifested by the star To the sages from afar, Branch of royal David's stem, In Thy birth at Bethlehem. Anthems be to Thee addressed God in man made manifest. 2. Manifest at Jordan's stream, Prophet, Priest, and King supreme, And at Cana, Wedding-guest, In Thy Godhead manifest; Manifest in power divine, Changing water into wine. Anthems be to Thee addressed God in man made manifest. 3. Manifest in making whole Palsied limbs and fainting soul; Manifest in valiant fight, Quelling all the devil's might; Manifest in gracious will, Ever bringing good from ill. Anthems be to Thee addressed, God in man made manifest. 4. Sun and moon shall darkened be, Stars shall fall, the heavens shall flee; Christ will then like lightning shine, All will see His glorious sign; All will then the trumpet hear, All will see the Judge appear; Thou by all wilt be confessed, God in man made manifest. 5. Grant us grace to see Thee, Lord, Mirrored in Thy holy Word; May we imitate Thee now And be pure as pure art Thou That we like to Thee may be At Thy great Epiphany And may praise Thee, ever blest, God in man made manifest. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #134 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Peter 1:20 Author: Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 Composer: George J. Elvey, 1858 Tune: "St. George" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "'Tis Good, Lord, to Be Here" by Joseph A. Robinson, 1858-(?) Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.106 1. 'Tis good, Lord, to be here, Thy glory fills the night; Thy face and garments, like the sun, Shine with unborrowed light. 2. 'Tis good, Lord, to be here, Thy beauty to behold Where Moses and Elijah stand, Thy messengers of old. 3. Fulfiller of the past, Promise of things to be, We hail Thy body glorified And our redemption see. 4. Before we taste of death, We see Thy kingdom come; We fain would hold the vision bright And make this hill our home. 5. 'Tis good, Lord, to be here. Yet we may not remain; But since Thou bidst us leave the mount, Come with us to the plain. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #135 Text: Matt. 17:4 Author: Joseph A. Robinson, 1888 Composer: Johann S. Bach, 1750, ad. Tune: "Potsdam" 1st Published in: _Church Psalter_, 1854 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Angels from the Realms of Glory" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HANDBOOK TO THE HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.106 1. Angels from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth: Come and worship, Come and worship; Worship Christ, the new-born King. 2. Shepherds in the fields abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the Infant Light: Come and worship: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 3. Sages, leave your contemplations; Brighter visions beam afar; Seek the great Desire of nations, Ye have seen His natal star: Come and worship, Come and worship; Worship Christ, the new-born King. 4. Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In His Temple shall appear: Come and worship, Come and worship; Worship Christ, the new-born King. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #136 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt 2:2 Author: James Montgomery, 1816, 1825, ab. Composer: Henry Smart, 1867 Tune: "Regent Square" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "In Peace and Joy I Now Depart" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. In peace and joy I now depart At God's disposing; For full of comfort is my heart, Soft reposing. So the Lord hath promised me, And death is but a slumber. 2. 'Tis Christ that wrought this work for me, My faithful Savior, Whom Thou hast made mine eyes to see By Thy favor. Now I know He is my Life, My Help in need and dying. 3. Him Thou hast unto all set forth Their great Salvation And to His kingdom called the earth, Every nation, By Thy dear and wholesome Word, In every place resounding. 4. He is the Hope and saving Light Of lands benighted; By Him are they who dwelt in night Fed and lighted. He is Israel's Praise and Bliss, Their Joy, Reward, and Glory. __________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 137 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Luke 2:29-32 Author: Martin Luther, 1524 Titled: Mit Fried' und Freud' ich fahr' dahin Translated by: Leonard W. Bacon, 1884, alt. Tune: Mit Fried' und Freud' 1st appeared in: Geistliches Gesangbuchlein Wittenberg, 1524 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Thou Light of Gentile Nations" By Johann Franck, 1618-1677 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Thou Light of Gentile nations, Thou Savior from above, Drawn by Thy Spirit's leading, We come with joy and love Into Thy holy temple And wait with earnest mind As Simeon had waited His God and Lord to find. 2. Yea, Lord, Thy servants meet Thee, In every holy place Where Thy true Word has promised That we should see Thy face. Today Thou still dost grant us Who gather round Thee here In arms of faith to bear Thee As did that aged seer. 3.Be Thou our Joy and Brightness, Our Cheer in pain and loss, Our Sun in darkest terror, The Glory round our cross, A Star for sinking spirits, A Beacon in distress, Physician, Friend, in sickness, In death our Happiness. 4. Let us, O Lord, be faithful Like Simeon to the end, So that his prayer exultant May from our hearts ascend: "O Lord, now let Thy servant Depart in peace, I pray, Since I have seen my Savior And here beheld His day." 5. My Savior, I behold Thee With faith's enlightened eye; Of Thee no foe can rob me, His threats I can defy. Within Thy heart abiding, As Thou, O Lord, in me, Death can no longer frighten Nor part my soul from Thee. 6. Lord, here on earth Thou seemest At times to frown on me, And through my tears I often Can scarce distinguish Thee; But in the heavenly mansions Shall nothing dim my sight; There shall I see Thy glory In never-changing light. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #138 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:32 Author: Johann Franck, 1674 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Herr Jesu, Licht der Heiden" Composer: Melchior Teschner, 1613 Tune: "Valet will ich dir geben" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "In His Temple Now Behold Him" by Henry J. Pye, c. 1825-1903 (St. 1-3) by William Cooke, 1821-1894 (St. 4) Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. In His Temple now behold Him, See the long-expected Lord; Ancient prophets had foretold Him, -- God has now fulfilled His word. Now, to praise Him, His redeemed Shall break forth with one accord. 2. In the arms of her who bore Him, Virgin pure, behold Him lie, While His aged saints adore Him Ere in faith and hope they die. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Lo! the incarnate God most high. 3. Jesus, by Thy presentation, Thou, who didst for us endure, Make us see our great salvation, Seal us with Thy promise sure, And present us in Thy glory To Thy Father, cleansed and pure. 4. Prince and Author of salvation, Be Thy boundless love our theme! Jesus, praise to Thee be given By the world Thou didst redeem, With the Father and the Spirit, Lord of majesty supreme! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #139 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 2:22 Author: Henry J. Pye, 1851 Author: William Cooke, 1853 Tune: "Sieh, hier bin ich" 1st Published in: _Geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Darmstadt, 1698 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, I Will Ponder Now" by Sigismund v. Birken Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, I will ponder now On Thy holy Passion; With Thy Spirit me endow For such meditation. Grant that I in love and faith May the image cherish Of Thy suffering, pain, and death, That I may not perish. 2. Make me see Thy great distress, Anguish, and affliction, Bonds and stripes and wretchedness And Thy crucifixion; Make me see how scourge and rod, Spear and nails, did wound Thee, How for man Thou diedst, O God, Who with thorns had crowned Thee. 3. Yet, O Lord, not thus alone Make me see Thy Passion, But its cause to me make known And its termination. Ah! I also and my sin Wrought Thy deep affliction; This indeed the cause hath been Of Thy crucifixion. 4. Grant that I Thy Passion view With repentant grieving Nor Thee crucify anew By unholy living. How could I refuse to shun Every sinful pleasure Since for me God's only Son Suffered without measure? 5. If my sins give me alarm And my conscience grieve me, Let Thy cross my fear disarm, Peace of conscience give me. Grant that I may trust in Thee And Thy holy Passion. If His Son so loveth me, God must have compassion. 6. Grant that I may willingly Bear with Thee my crosses, Learning humbleness of Thee, Peace mid pain and losses. May I give Thee love for love! Hear me, O my Savior, That I may in heaven above Sing Thy praise forever. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #140 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Luke 18: 31-34 Author: Sigismund v. Birken, 1653 Translated by: August Crull, 1923, alt. Titled: "Jesu, deine Passion" Composer: Melchior Vulpius, 1609 Tune: "Jesu Kreuz, Leiden und Pein" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Enslaved by Sin and Bound in Chains" by Anne Steele, 1716-1778 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.109 1. Enslaved by sin and bound in chains, Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway, And doomed to everlasting pains, We wretched, guilty captives lay. 2. Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace, Nor all the world's collected store Suffice to purchase our release; A thousand worlds were all too poor. 3. Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God, An all-sufficient ransom paid. O matchless price! His precious blood For vile, rebellious traitors shed. 4. Jesus the Sacrifice became To rescue guilty souls from hell; The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb Beneath avenging Justice fell. 5. Amazing goodness! Love divine! Oh, may our grateful hearts adore The matchless grace nor yield to sin Nor wear its cruel fetters more! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #141 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Pet. 1:18-19 Author: Anne Steele, 1760 Tune: "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1547 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "A Lamb Goes Uncomplaining Forth" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942), pp. 110-111 1. A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; And laden with the sins of earth, None else the burden sharing! Goes patient on, grow 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. This Lamb is Christ, the soul's great Friend, The Lamb of God, our Savior; Him God the Father chose to send To gain for us His favor. "Go forth, My Son," the Father saith, "And free men from the fear of death, From guilt and condemnation. The wrath and stripes are hard to bear, But by Thy Passion men shall share The fruit of Thy salvation." 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, how strong Thou art to save! Thou beddest Him within the grave Whose word the mountains rendeth. 4. From morn till eve my theme shall be Thy mercy's wondrous measure; To sacrifice myself for Thee Shall be my aim and pleasure. My stream of life shall ever be A current flowing ceaselessly, Thy constant praise outpouring. I'll treasure in my memory, O Lord, all Thou hast done for me, Thy gracious love adoring. 5. Of death I am no more afraid, New life from Thee is flowing; Thy cross affords me cooling shade When noonday's sun is glowing. When by my grief I am opprest, On Thee my weary soul shall rest Serenely as on pillows. Thou art my Anchor when by woe My bark is driven to and fro On trouble's surging billows. 6. And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure, Thy blood my royal robe shall be, My joy beyond all measure. When I appear before Thy throne, Thy righteousness shall be my crown,- With these I need not hide me. And there, in garments richly wrought As Thine own bride, I shall be brought To stand in joy beside Thee. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #142 from The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal Text: Is. 53: 7 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1648, cento Translated by: composite Titled: Ein Laemmlein geht Tune: An Wasserfluessen Babylon 1st Published in: "Deutsch Kirchenamt" Town: Strassburg, 1525 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Dearest Jesus, What Law Hast Thou Broken" By Johann Heermann, 1585-1647 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O dearest Jesus, what law hast thou broken That such sharp sentence should on Thee be spoken? Of what great crime hast Thou to make confession, -- What dark transgression? 2. They crown Thy head with thorns, they smite, they scourge Thee; With cruel mockings to the cross they urge Thee; They give Thee gall to drink, they still decry Thee; They crucify Thee. 3. Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish? It is my sins for which Thou, Lord, must languish; Yea, all the wrath, the woe, Thou dost inherit, This I do merit. 4. What punishment so strange is suffered yonder! The Shepherd dies for sheep that loved to wander; The Master pays the debt His servants owe Him, Who would not know Him. 5. The sinless Son of God must die in sadness; The sinful child of man may live in gladness; Man forfeited his life and is acquitted, -- God is committed. 6. There was no spot in me by sin untainted; Sick with sin's poison, all my heart had fainted; My heavy guilt to hell had well-nigh brought me, Such woe it wrought me. 7. O wondrous love, whose depth no heart hath sounded, That brought Thee here, by foes and thieves surrounded! All worldly pleasures, heedless, I was trying While Thou wert dying. 8. O mighty King, no time can dim Thy glory! How shall I spread abroad Thy wondrous story? How shall I find some worthy gifts to proffer? What dare I offer? 9. For vainly doth our human wisdom ponder, -- Thy woes, Thy mercy, still transcend our wonder. Oh, how should I do aught that could delight Thee! Can I requite Thee? 10. Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee; I will renounce whate'er doth vex or grieve Thee And quench with thoughts of Thee and prayers most lowly All fires unholy. 11. But since my strength will nevermore suffice me To crucify desires that still entice me, To all good deeds, oh, let Thy Spirit win me And reign within me! 12. I'll think upon Thy mercy without ceasing, That earth's vain joys to me no more be pleasing; To do Thy will shall be my sole endeavor Henceforth forever. 13. Whate'er of earthly good this life may grant me, I'll risk for Thee; no shame, no cross, shall daunt me; I shall not fear what man can do to harm me Nor death alarm me. 14. But worthless is my sacrifice, I own it; Yet, Lord, for love's sake Thou wilt not disown it; Thou wilt accept my gift in Thy great meekness Nor shame my weakness. 15. And when, dear Lord, before Thy throne in heaven To me the crown of joy at last is given, Where sweetest hymns Thy saints forever raise Thee, I, too, shall praise Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #143 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 23: 20-24 Author: Johann Heermann, 1630 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Herzliebster Jesu" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1640 Tune: "Herzlebster Jesu" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Grant that Balm and Healing" By Johann Heermann, 1585-1647 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, grant that balm and healing In Thy holy wounds I find, Every hour that I am feeling Pains of body and of mind. Should some evil thought within Tempt my treacherous heart to sin, Show the peril, and from sinning Keep me ere its first beginning. 2. Should some lust or sharp temptation Prove too strong for flesh and blood, Let me think upon Thy Passion, And the breach is soon made good. Or should Satan press me hard, Let me then be on my guard, Saying, "Christ for me was wounded," That the Tempter flee confounded. 3. If the world my heart entices On the broad and easy road With it mirth and luring voices, Let me think upon the load Thou didst carry and endure That I flee all thoughts impure, Banishing each wild emotion, Calm and blest in my devotion. 4. Every wound that pains or grieves me, By Thy stripes, Lord is made whole; When I'm faint, Thy Cross revives me, Granting new life to my soul. Yea, Thy comfort renders sweet Every bitter cup I meet; For Thy all-atoning Passion Has procured my soul's salvation. 5. O my God, my Rock and Tower, Grant that in Thy death I trust, Knowing Death has lost his power Since Thou trod'st him in the dust. Savior, let Thine agony Ever help and comfort me; When I die, be my Protection, Light and Life and Resurrection. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #144 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Pet. 2: 24 Author: Johann Heermann, 1644, ab. Translated by: composite Titled: "Jesu, deine tiefen Wunden" Composer: Johnann B. Koenig, 1738 Tune: Der am Kreuz ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Refuge of the Weary" by Girolamo Savonarola, 1454-1498 Translated by Jane F. Wilde, 1826-1896 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, Refuge of the weary, Blest Redeemer, whom we love, Fountain in life's desert dreary, Savior from the world above, Oh, how oft Thine eyes, offended, Gaze upon the sinner's fall! Yet, upon the cross extended, Thou didst bear the pain of all. 2. Do we pass that cross unheeding, Breathing no repentant vow, Though we see Thee wounded, bleeding, See Thy thorn-encircled brow? Yet Thy sinless death hath brought us Life eternal, peace, and rest; Only what Thy grace hath taught us Calms the sinner's stormy breast. 3. Jesus, may our hearts be burning With more fervent love for Thee! May our eyes be ever turning To Thy cross of agony Till in glory, parted never From the blessed Savior's side, Graven in our hearts forever Dwell the cross, the Crucified! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #145 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 15:29-30 Author: Girolamo Savonarola, 1563 Translated by: Jane F. Wilde, 1853 Titled: "Giesu sommo conforto" Tune: "O du Liebe" 1st Published in: _Musikalischer Christenschatz" Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lamb of God, Pure and Holy" by Nikolaus Decius, 1490?-1541 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lamb of God, pure and holy, Who on the cross didst suffer, Ever patient and lowly, Thyself to scorn didst offer. All sins Thou borest for us, Else had despair reigned o'er us: Have mercy on us, 0 Jesus! 2. Lamb of God, pure and holy. Who on the cross didst suffer, Ever patient and lowly, Thyself to scorn didst offer. All sins Thou borest for us, Else had despair reigned o'er us: Have mercy on us, 0 Jesus! 3. Lamb of God, pure and holy, Who on the cross didst suffer, Ever patient and lowly, Thyself to scorn didst offer. All sins Thou borest for us, Else had despair reigned o'er us: Thy peace be with us, 0 Jesus! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #146 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 1:29 Author: Nikolaus Decius, 1531 Translated by: composite Titled: "O Lamm Gottes Tune: "O Lamm Gottes, unschuldig" 1st Published in: _Christl. Kirchenordnung_ Town: Erfurt, 1542 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Christ, Thou Lamb of God" From the German, 1528 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.115 1. O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest away the sin of the world, have mercy upon us! 2. O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest away the sin of the world, have mercy upon us! 3. O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest away the sin of the world, grant us Thy peace! Amen. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #147 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 1:29 Author: From the German, 1528 Translated by: Unknown Titled: "Christe, du Lamm Gottes" Tune: "Christe, du Lamm Gottes" 1st Published in: Johann Bugenhagen's _Kirchenordnung_ Town: Braunschweig, 1528 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus Christ, My Life, My Light" by Martin Behm, 1557-1622 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941)p.115 1. Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, My Strength by day, my Trust by night, On earth I'm but a passing guest And sorely with my sins opprest. 2. Far off I see my fatherland, Where through Thy blood I hope to stand. But ere I reach that Paradise, A weary way before me lies. 3. My heart sulks at the journey's length, My wasted flesh has little strength; My soul alone still cries in me: "Lord, take me home, take me to Thee!" 4. Oh, let Thy sufferings give me power To meet the last and darkest hour! Thy blood refresh and comfort me; Thy bonds and fetters make me free. 5. Oh, let Thy holy wounds for me Clefts in the rock forever be Where as a dove my soul can hide And safe from Satan's rage abide. 6. And when my spirit flies away, Thy dying words shall be my stay. Thy cross shall be my staff in life, Thy holy grave my rest from strife. 7. Lord, in Thy nail-prints let me read That Thou to save me hast decreed And grant that in Thine opened side My troubled soul may ever hide. 8. Since Thou hast died, the Pure, the Just. I take my homeward way in trust. The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide When here I may no more abide. 9. And when the last Great Day shall come And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom, Let me with joy behold the light And set me then upon Thy right. 10. Renew this wasted flesh of mine That like the sun it there may shine Among the angels pure and bright, Yea, like Thyself in glorious light. 11. Ah, then I'll have my heart's desire, When, singing with the angels' choir, Among the ransomed of Thy grace, Forever I'll behold Thy face! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #148 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 23:33 Author: Martin Behm, 1610, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858, 1863, alt. Titled: "O Jesu Christ, mein's Lebens Licht" Tune: "O Jesu Christ, mein's" 1st Published in: _Nuernbergisches Gesangbuch_, 1676 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come to Calvary's Holy Mountain" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.117 1. Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners, ruined by the Fall; Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, to me, to all, In a full, perpetual tide, Opened when our Savior died. 2. Come in poverty and meanness, Come defiled, without, within; From infection and uncleanness, From the leprosy of sin, Wash your robes and make them white; Ye shall walk with God in light. 3. Come in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind; Here the guilty free remission, Here the troubled peace, may find. Health this fountain will restore; He that drinks shall thirst no more. A. He that drinks shall live forever; Tis a soul-renewing flood. God is faithful; God will never Break His covenant of blood, Signed when our Redeemer died, Sealed when He was glorified. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #149 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 11:28 Author: James Montgomery, 1819 Composer: Ludvig M. Lindeman, 1871 Tune: "Consolation" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Christ, the Life of All the Living" by Ernst C. Homburg, 1605-1681 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.118-119 1. Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death, our foe, Who, Thyself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe,-- Through thy sufferings, death, and merit I eternal life inherit: Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 2. Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, 0 Thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst Thou my soul deliver From the bonds of sin forever. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 3. Thou hast borne the smiting only That my wounds might all be whole; Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely, Rest to give my weary soul; Yea, the curse of God enduring, Blessing unto me securing. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 4. Heartless scoffers did surround Thee, Treating Thee with shameful scorn, And with piercing thorns they crowned Thee. All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne That as Thine Thou mightest own me And with heavenly glory crown me. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 5. Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee That from pain I might be free; Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee,-- Thence I gain security; Comfortless Thy soul did languish Me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 6. Thou hast suffered great affliction And hast borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, Fully to atone for me; Thou didst choose to be tormented That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 7. Then, for all that wrought my pardon, For Thy sorrows deep and sore, For Thine anguish in the Garden, I will thank Thee evermore, Thank Thee for Thy groaning, sighing, For Thy bleeding and Thy dying, For that last triumphant cry, And shall praise Thee, Lord, on high. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #151 Text: Matt. 26:64-67 Author: Ernst C. Homburg, 1659, ab. Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Jesu, meines Lebens Leben" Tune: "Jesu, meines Lebens Leben" 1st Published in: _Kirchengesangbuch_ Town: Darmstadt, 1687 _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "When o'er My Sins I Sorrow" by Justus Gesenius, 1601-1673 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878; Stanza 1 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. When o'er my sins I sorrow, Lord, I will look to Thee And hence my comfort borrow That Thou wast slain for me; Yea, Lord, Thy precious blood was spilt For me, 0 most unworthy, To take away my guilt. 2. Oh, what a marvelous offering! Behold, the Master spares His servants, and their suffering And grief for them He bears. God stoopeth from His throne on high; For me, His guilty creature, He deigns as man to die. 3. My manifold transgression Henceforth can harm me none Since Jesus' bloody Passion For me God's grace hath won. His precious blood my debts hath paid; Of hell and all its torments I am no more afraid. 4. Therefore I will forever Give glory unto Thee, Jesus, loving Savior, For what Thou didst for me. I'll spend my breath in songs of thanks For Thy sad cry, Thy sufferings, Thy wrongs, Thy guiltless death. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #152 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 10:14 Author: Justus Gesenius, 1646, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863; st. 1 Translated by: composite, st.2-4 Titled: "Wenn meine Suend' mich kraenken" Composer: Michael Praetorius, 1609 Tune: "Wenn meine Suend'" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Stricken, Smitten, and Afflicted" by Thomas Kelly, 1769-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, See Him dying on the tree! 'Tis the Christ by man rejected; Yes, my soul, 'tis He! 'tis He! 'Tis the long-expected Prophet, David's Son, yet David's Lord; Proofs I see sufficient of it: 'Tis the true and faithful Word. 2. Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning, Was there ever grief like His? Friends through fear His cause disowning, Foes insulting His distress; Many hands were raised to wound Him, None would interpose to save; But the deepest stroke that pierced Him Was the stroke that Justice gave. 3. Ye who think of sin but lightly Nor suppose the evil great Here may view its nature rightly, Here its guilt may estimate. Mark the Sacrifice appointed, See who bears the awful load; 'Tis the WORD, the LORD'S ANOINTED, Son of Man and Son of God. 4. Here we have a firm foundation; Here the refuge of the lost; Christ's the Rock of our salvation, His the name of which we boast. Lamb of God, for sinners wounded, Sacrifice to cancel guilt! None shall ever be confounded Who on Him their hope have built. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #153 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 53:3-5 Author: Thomas Kelly, 1804 Tune: "O mein Jesu, ich muss sterben" 1st Published in:_Geistliche Volkslieder_ Town: Paderborn, 1850 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.120 1. Alas! and did my Savior bleed, And did my Sovereign die? Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I? 2. Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity, grace unknown, And love beyond degree! 3. Well might the sun in darkness hide And shut his glories in When God, the mighty Maker, died For man the creature's sin. 4. Thus might I hide my blushing face While His dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. 5. But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #154 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 10:4 Author: Isaac Watts, 1709 Composer: William Daman, 1579 Tune: "Southwell" 1st Published in: _Psalter_ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Sweet the Moments, Rich in Blessing" by Walter Shirley, 1725-1786 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross we spend, Life and health and peace possessing From the sinner's dying Friend. 2. Here we rest in wonder, viewing All our sins on Jesus laid; Here we see redemption flowing From the sacrifice He made. 3. Here we find the dawn of heaven While upon the cross we gaze, See our trespasses forgiven, And our songs of triumph raise. 4. Oh, that, near the cross abiding, We may to the Savior cleave, Naught with Him our hearts dividing, All for Him content to leave! 5. Lord, in loving contemplation Fix our hearts and eyes on Thee Till we taste Thy full salvation And we unveiled glory see. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #155 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 John 1:7 Author: Walter Shirley, 1770, ad., alt. Tune: "Ringe recht" 1st Published in: _Musikalischer Christenschatz_ Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Not All the Blood of Beasts" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.123 1. Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain Could give the guilty conscience peace Or wash away the stain. 2. But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away; A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. 3. My faith would lay her hand On that dear head, of Thine While like a penitent I stand And there confess my sin. 4. My soul looks back to see The burden Thou didst bear When hanging on the cursed tree And knows her guilt was there. 5. Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice And sing His bleeding love. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #156 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 10:4 Author: Isaac Watts, 1709 Composer: William Daman, 1579 Tune: "Southwell" 1st Published in: _Psalter_ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood" by William Cowper, 1731-1800 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.123 1. There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins, And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains. 2. The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day; And there have I, as vile as he, Washed all my sins away. 3. Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more. 4. E'er since by faith I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme And shall be till I die. 5. When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave, Then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing Thy power to save. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #157 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Zech. 13:1 Author: William Cowper, 1771, cento Composer: William Horsley, 1844 First Tune: "Horsley," Composer: Lowell Mason, 1830 Second Tune: "Cowper," second tune ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Glory be to Jesus" Italian, 18th Century Translated by Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.124 1. Glory be to Jesus, Who in bitter pains Poured for me the life-blood From His sacred veins! 2. Grace and life eternal In that blood I find; Blest be His compassion, Infinitely kind! 3. Blest through endless ages Be the precious stream Which from endless torments Did the world redeem! 4. Abel's blood for vengeance Pleaded to the skies; But the blood of Jesus For our pardon cries. 5. Oft as earth exulting Wafts its praise on high, Angel hosts rejoicing Make their glad reply. 6. Lift we, then, our voices, Swell the mighty flood, Louder still and louder Praise the precious blood! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #158 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Pet. 1:19 Author: Italian, 18th Century, cento Translated by: Edward Caswall, 1857 Titled: "Viva! viva! Gesu" Composer: Friedrich Filitz, 1847 Tune: "Wem in Leidenstagen" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Go to Dark Gethsemane" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.125 1. Go to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the Tempter's power; Your Redeemer's conflict see, Watch with Him one bitter hour; Turn not from His griefs away, Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 2. Follow to the judgment-hall, View the Lord of life arraigned; Oh, the wormwood and the gall! Oh, the pangs His soul sustained! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; Learn of Him to bear the cross. 3. Calvary's mournful mountain climb; There, adoring at His feet, Mark that miracle of time, God's own sacrifice complete. "It is finished!" bear Him cry; Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 4. Early hasten to the tomb Where they laid His breathless clay; All is solitude and gloom,-- Who hath taken Him away? Christ is risen! He meets our eyes. Savior, teach us so to rise. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #159 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Lam. 3:19 Author: James Montgomery, 1820, 1825 Composer: Richard Redhead, 1853 Tune: "Gethsemane" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "All Glory, Laud, and Honor" by St. Theodulph of Orleans, c. 821 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.125-126 1. All glory, laud, and honor To Thee, Redeemer, King, To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comest, The King and Blessed One. 2. All glory, laud, and honor To Thee, Redeemer, King, To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. The company of angels Are praising Thee on high, And mortal men and all things Created make reply. 3. All glory, Iaud, and honor To Thee, Redeemer, King, To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. The people of the Hebrews With psalms before Thee went; Our praise and prayer and anthems Before Thee we present. 4. All glory, laud, and honor To Thee, Redeemer, King, To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. To Thee, before Thy Passion, They sang their hymns of praise; To Thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise. 5. All glory, laud, and honor To Thee, Redeemer, King, To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. Thou didst accept their praises; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King. _______________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #160 Text: Matt 21:16 Author: St. Theodulph of Orleans, c. 821 Translated by: John M. Neale, 1854, alt. Titled: ÒGloria, laus et honorÓ Composer: Melchior Teschner, 1613 Tune: ÒValet will ich dir gebenÓ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hosanna, Loud Hosanna" by Jeannette Threlfall, 1821-1880 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.126 1. Hosanna, loud hosanna, The little children sang; Through pillared court and Temple The lovely anthem rang. To Jesus, who had blessed them, Close folded to His breast, The children sang their praises, The simplest and the best. 2. From Olivet they followed Mid an exultant crowd, The victor palm-branch waving And chanting clear and loud. The Lord of men and angels Rode on in lowly state Nor scorned that little children Should on His bidding wait. 3. "Hosanna in the highest!" That ancient song we sing, For Christ is our Redeemer, The Lord of heaven our King. Oh, may we ever praise Him With heart and life and voice And in His blissful presence Eternally rejoice. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #161 Text: Matt. 21:15 Author: Jeannette Threlfall, 1873 Tune: ÒEllacombeÓ 1st Published in: _Gesangbuch d. Herzolgl. Wuerttemberg. Hofkapelle_, 1784 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Ride On, Ride On, in Majesty" by Henry H. Milman, 1791-1868 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Ride on, ride on, in majesty! Hark! all the tribes hosanna cry. 0 Savior meek, pursue Thy road, With palms and scattered garments strowed. 2. Ride on, ride on, in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die. 0 Christ, Thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin. 3. Ride on, ride on, in majesty! The angel armies of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching Sacrifice. 4. Ride on, ride on, in majesty! Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh; The Father on His sapphire throne Expects His own anointed Son. 5. Ride on, ride on, in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die. Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain. Then take, 0 Christ, Thy power and reign. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #162 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt.21:9 Author: Henry H. Milman, 1827, alt. Tune: ÒWinchester NewÓ 1st Published in: _Musikalisches Handbuch_Ó Town: Hamburg, 1690 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Death of Jesus Christ, Our Lord" by Haquin Spegel, 1645-1714 Translated by Olof Olsson, 1841-1900 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.128 1. The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord, We celebrate with one accord; It is our comfort in distress, Our heart's sweet joy and happiness. 2. He blotted out with His own blood The judgment that against us stood; He full atonement for us made, And all our debt He fully paid. 3. That this is now and ever true He gives an earnest ever new: In this His holy Supper here We taste His love so sweet, so near. 4. His Word proclaims, and we believe. That in this Supper we receive His very body, as He said, His very blood for sinners shed. 5. A precious food is this indeed,-- It never fails us in our need,-- A heavenly manna for our soul, Until we safely reach our goal. 6. Oh, blest is each believing guest Who in this promise finds His rest; For Jesus will in love abide With those who do in Him confide. 7. The guest that comes with true intent To turn to God and to repent, To live for Christ to die to sin, Will thus a holy life begin. 8. They who His Word do not believe, This food unworthily receive, Salvation here will never find,-- May we this warning keep in mind! 9. Help us sincerely to believe That we may worthily receive Thy Supper and in Thee find rest. Amen, he who believes is blest. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #163 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 26:26-29 Author: Haquin Spege Haquin Spegel, 1 Titled: "Gottlob, es geht nunmehr zu Ende" Translator: Olof Olsson, c. 1910, alt. Composer: Johann S. Bach, 1736 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "'Twas on That Dark, That Doleful Night" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.129 1. 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night When powers of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God's delight And friends betrayed Him to His foes. 2. Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread and blessed and brake. What love through all His actions ran! What wondrous words of grace He spake! 3. "This Is My body, broke for sin; Receive and eat the living food"; Then took the cup and blessed the wine: "'Tis the new covenant in My blood." 4. "Do this," He said, "till time shall end, In memory of your dying Friend. Meet at My table and record The love of your departed Lord." 5. Jesus, Thy feast we celebrate; We show Thy death, we sing Thy name, Till Thou return and we shall eat The marriage supper of the Lamb. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #164 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: I Cor. 11:23ff. Author: Isaac Watts, 1709, ab. Composer: John B. Dykes, 1861 Tune: ÒSt. CrossÓ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Behold the Lamb of God!" by Matthew Bridges, 1800-1894 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.129 1. Behold the Lamb of God! 0 Thou for sinners slain, Let it not be in vain That Thou hast died! Thee for my Savior let me take, My only refuge let me make Thy pierced side. 2. Behold the Lamb of God! Into the sacred flood Of Thy most precious blood My soul I cast. Wash me and make me pure and clean, Uphold me through life's changeful scene, Till all be past. 3. Behold the Lamb of God! All hail, incarnate Word! Thou everlasting Lord, Purge out our leaven; Clothe us with godliness and good, Feed us with Thy celestial food, Manna from heaven. 4. Behold the Lamb of God! Worthy is He alone To sit upon the throne Of God above, One with the Ancient of all days, One with the Paraclete in praise, All Light, all Love! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #165 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 1:29 Author: Matthew Bridges, 1848, ab., alt. Tc Tune: "Ecce Agnus" 1st Published in: _Neues GesangbuchÓ_ Town: Dresden, 1, 1593, ad. ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Savior, When in Dust to Thee" by Robert Grant, 1779-1838 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.130 1. Savior, when in dust to Thee Low we bow the adoring knee, When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes, Oh, by all Thy pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from Thy throne on high, Hear our solemn litany! 2. By Thy helpless infant years, By Thy life of want and tears, By Thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness, By the dread, mysterious hour Of the insulting Tempter's power, Turn, O turn, a favoring eye, Hear our solemn litany! 3.By Thine hour of dire despair, By Thine agony of prayer, By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn, By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice, Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn litany! 4. By Thy deep expiring groan, By the sad sepulchral stone, By the vault whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God, Oh, from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, reascended Lord, Listen, listen, to the cry Of our solemn litany! _________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 166 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 18: 13 Author: Robert Grant, 1815, ab. Tune: Spanish Chan Source: Spanish melody, c. 1600 Arranged by: Benjamin Carr, 1824 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Darkest Woe" by Johann Rist, 1607-1667, Stanzas 2-7 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) pp.130-131 1. O darkest woe! Ye tears, forth flow! Has earth so sad a wonder? God the Father's only Son Now is buried yonder. 2. O sorrow dread! God's Son is dead! But by His expiation Of our guilt upon the cross Gained for us salvation. 3. O sinful man! It was the ban Of death on thee that brought Him Down to suffer for thy sins And such woe hath wrought Him. 4. Lo, stained with blood, The Lamb of God, The Bridegroom, lies before thee, Pouring out His life that He May life restore thee. 5. O Ground of faith, Laid low in death. Sweet lips. now silent sleeping! Surely all that live must mourn Here with bitter weeping. 6. Oh. blest shall be Eternally Who oft in faith will ponder Why the glorious Prince of Life Should be buried yonder. 7. O Jesus blest, My Help and Rest With tears I now entreat Thee: Make me love Thee to the last, Till in heaven I greet Thee! _______________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #167 from _The Lutheran Handbook to the Hymnal_ Text: Acts 3:15 Author: Unknown, 1628, Stanza 1 Author: Johann Rist, 1641, ab, Stanzas 2-7 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "ÒO Traurigkeit, o Herzelei"dÓ Tune: "ÒO Traurigkei"tÓ 1st Published in: _Wuerzburger Gesangbuch_,Ó 1628 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Royal Banners Forward Go" by Venantius Fortunatus, c. 530-609 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.131 1. The royal banners forward go; The cross shines forth in mystic glow Where He in flesh, our flesh who made, our sentence bore, our ransom paid; 2. Where deep for us the spear was dyed, Life's torrent rushing from His side. To wash us in that precious flood Where mingled water flowed and blood. 3. Fulfilled is all that David told In true prophetic song of old; Amidst the nations, God, saith he, Hath reigned and triumphed from the tree. 4. O Tree of beauty, Tree of light, O Tree with royal purple dight; Elect, on whose triumphal breast Those holy limbs should find their rest; 5. On whose dear arms, so widely flung, The weight of this worldÕs ransom hung The price of humankind to pay And spoil the spoiler of his prey. 6. O Cross, our one reliance, hail! So may thy power with us avail To give new virtue to the saint And pardon to the penitent. 7. To Thee, eternal Three in One, Let homage meet by all be done Whom by the cross Thou dost restore, Preserve, and govern evermore. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #168 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 96:10 Author: Venantius Fortunatus, 569, cento Translated by: John M. Neale, 1851, alt. Titled: ÒVV: ed: "Vexilla Regis prodeunt" Composer: John Hampton, 1875, ad. Tune: Ò"Vexilla RegisÓ" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus Christ, Our Lord Most Holy" by Michal Grodzki, c. 1550 Translated by John Bajus, 1901- Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus Christ, our Lord most holy, Lamb of God so pure and lowly, Blameless, blameless, on the cross art offered, Sinless, sinless, for our sins hast suffered. 2. Weep now, all ye wretched creatures, As ye view His gracious features. Jesus, Jesus, on the cross is dying, Nature, nature, in dark gloom is sighing. 3. Christ, His last word having spoken, Bows His head as life is broken. Mournful, mournful, stands His mother weeping, Loved ones, loved ones, silent watch are keeping. 4. The great veil was torn asunder, Earth did quake mid roars of thunder, Boulders, boulders, into bits were breaking; Sainted, sainted, dead from death were waking. 5. As His side with spear was riven, Blood and water forth were given. Jesus, Jesus, sinners' only Savior, Mercy, mercy, grant to us forever. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #169 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 27:50-53 Author: Michal Grodzki, c. 1550 Translated by: John Bajus, 1939 Titled: "Jezu Kriste, Pane mily" Tune: "Teshiniens" Melody: Polish Melody, c. 1500 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Perfect Life of Love" by Henry W. Baker, 1821-1877 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.133 1. O perfect life of love! All, all, is finished now, All that He left His throne above To do for us below. 2. No work is left undone Of all the Father willed; His toil, His sorrows, one by one, The Scriptures have fulfilled. 3. No pain that we can share But He has felt its smart; All forms of human grief and care Have pierced that tender heart. 4. And on His thorn-crowned head And on His sinless soul Our sins in all that guilt were laid That He might make us whole. 5. In perfect love He dies; For me He dies, for me. O all-atoning Sacrifice, I cling by faith to Thee. 6. In every time of need, Before the judgment-throne, Thy works, O Lamb of God, I'll plead, Thy merits, not mine own. 7. Yet work, O Lord, in me As Thou for me hast wrought, And let my love the answer be To grace Thy love has brought. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #170 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 19:30 Author: Henry W. Baker, 1875 Composer: William Daman, 1579 Tune: "Southwell" 1st Published in: _Psalter" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Upon the Cross Extended" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Upon the cross extended, See, world, thy Lord suspended, Thy Savior yields His breath. The Prince of Life from heaven Himself hath freely given To shame and blows and bitter death. 2. Come hither now and ponder, 'Twill fill thy soul with wonder, Blood streams from every pore. Through grief whose depth none knoweth, From His great heart there floweth Sigh after sigh of anguish o'er. 3. Who is it that hath bruised Thee? Who hath so sore abused Thee And caused Thee all Thy woe? While we must make confession Of sin and dire transgression, Thou deeds of evil dost not know. 4. I caused Thy grief and sighing By evils multiplying As countless as the sands. I caused the woes unnumbered With which Thy soul is cumbered, Thy sorrows raised by wicked hands. 5. 'Tis I who should be smitten My doom should here be written: Bound hand and foot in hell. The fetters and the scourging, The floods around Thee surging, 'Tis I who have deserved them well. 6. The load Thou takest on Thee, That pressed so sorely on me, t crushed me to the ground. The cross for me enduring, The crown for me securing, My healing in Thy wounds is found. 7. A crown of thorns Thou wearest, My shame and scorn Thou bearest, That I might ransomed be. My Bondsman, ever willing, My place with patience filling, From sin and guilt hast made me free. 8. Thy cords of love, my Savior, Bind me to Thee forever, I am no longer mine. To Thee I gladly tender All that my life can render And all I have to Thee resign. 9. Thy cross I'll place before me, Its saving power be o'er me, Wherever I may be; Thine innocence revealing, Thy love and mercy sealing, The pledge of truth and constancy. 10. How God at our transgression To anger gives expression, How loud His thunder rolls, How fearfully He smiteth, How sorely He requiteth,- All this Thy sufferings teach my soul. 11. When evil men revile me, With wicked tongues defile me, I'll curb my vengeful heart. The unjust wrong I'll suffer, Unto my neighbor offer Forgiveness for each bitter smart. 12. Thy groaning and thy sighing, Thy bitter tears and dying, With which Thou wast opprest,- They shall, when life is ending, Be guiding and attending My way to Thine eternal rest. _____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #171 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 9:28 Author: Paul Gerhardt Translated by: John Kelly, 1867, alt. Titled: O Welt, sieh hier dein Leben Composer: Heinrich Friese, 1703 Tune: O Welt, sieh hier ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ " O Sacred Head, Now Wounded" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, Thine only crown. O sacred Head, what glory, What bliss, till now was Thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. 2. Men mock and taunt 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 doth Thy visage languish That 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. Grim Death, with cruel rigor, Hath robbed Thee of Thy life; Thus Thou has lost Thy vigor, Thy 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 words of truth and love, Thy Spirit oft hath led me To heavenly joys above. 6. Here I will stand beside Thee, From Thee I will not part; O Savior, do not chide me! When breaks Thy loving heart, When soul and body languish In death's cold, cruel grasp, Then, in Thy deepest anguish, Thee in mine arms I'll clasp. 7. The joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide. O Lord of life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside Thy cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to Thee. 8. What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this, Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? Oh, make me thine forever! And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never, Outlive my love for Thee. 9. My Savior, be Thou near me When death is at my door; Then let Thy presence cheer me, Forsake me nevermore! When soul and body languish, Oh, leave me not alone, But take away mine anguish By virtue of Thine own! 10. Be Thou my Consolation, My Shield when I must die; Remind me of Thy Passion When my last hour draws nigh. Mine eyes shall then behold Thee, Upon Thy cross shall dwell, My heart by faith enfold Thee. Who dieth thus dies well! ____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #172 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 50: 6 Author: Paul Gerhardt Based on the Latin poem "Salve caput cruentatum" By Bernard of Clairvaux, 1153, asc. Translated by: composite Titled: O Haupt voll Blut und Wunden Composer: Hans L. Hassier, 1601 Tune: Herzlich tut mich ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus, We Give Thanks to Thee" by Christoph Fischer Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord Jesus, we give thanks to Thee That Thou hast died to set us free; Made righteous through Thy precious blood, We now are reconciled to God. 2. By virtue of Thy wounds we pray, True God and Man, be Thou our Stay, Our Comfort when we yield our breath, Our Rescue from eternal death. 3. Defend us, Lord, from sin and shame; Help us by Thine almighty name To bear our crosses patiently, Consoled by Thy great agony, 4. And thus the full assurance gain That Thou to us wilt true remain And not forsake us in our strife Until we enter into life. _____________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #173 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 13: 15 Author: Christoph Fischer, 1597 Translated by: August Crull, 1923 Titled: "Wir danken dir, Herr Jesu Christ" Tune: "Wir danken dir" 1st Published in: _Bergkreyen_ Town: Wittenberg, 1562 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Throned upon the Awe-full Tree" by John Ellerton, 1826-1893 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Throned upon the awe-full tree, King of grief, I watch with Thee. Darkness veils Thine anguished face; None its lines of woe can trace, None can tell what pangs unknown Hold Thee silent and alone. 2. Silent through those three dread hours, Wrestling with the evil powers. Left alone with human sin, Gloom around Thee and within, Till the appointed time is nigh, Till the Lamb of God may die. 3. Hark the cry that peals aloud Upward through the whelming cloud! Thou, the Father's only Son, Thou, His own Anointed One, Thou dost ask Him, Can it be? "Why hast Thou forsaken Me?" 4. Lord, should fear and anguish roll Darkly o'er my sinful soul, Thou, who once wast thus bereft That Thine own might ne'er be left, Teach me by that bitter cry In the gloom to know Thee nigh. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #174 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 15:34 Author: John Ellerton, 1875 Composer: Richard Redhead, 1853 Tune: "Gethsemane" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "When I Survey the Wondrous Cross" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss And pour contempt on all my pride. 2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast Save in the death of Christ, my God; All the vain things that harm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. 3. See, from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down. Did e'er such love and sorrow meet Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4. Were the whole realm of nature mine That were a tribute far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. ____________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #175 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Gal. 6:14 Author: Isaac Watts, 1707, ab. and alt. First Tune: "Hamburg" Tune based on First Gregorian Chant Arranged by: Lowell Mason, 1824 Second Tune: "Rockingham Old" Composer: Edward Miller, 1790 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Behold the Savior of Mankind" by Samuel Wesley, Sr., 1662-1735 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.139 1. Behold the Savior of mankind Nailed to the shameful tree! How vast the love that Him inclined To bleed and die for thee! 2. Hark how He groans while nature shakes And earth's strong pillars bend! The Temple's veil in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3. 'Tis done; the precious ransom's paid; "Receive my soul!" He cries. See where He bows His sacred head; He bows His head and dies. 4. But soon He'll break death's envious chain And in full glory shine. 0 Lamb of God, was ever pain, Was ever love, like Thine? _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #176 Text: Luke 23:46 Author: Samuel Wesley, Sr., c. 1709, cento Composer: Christopher Tye, 1553 Tune: "Windsor" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Our Blessed Savior Seven Times Spoke" by Johann Boeschenstain, 1472-1539? Translated by Frances E. Cox, 1812-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.139 1. Our blessed Savior seven times spoke When on the cross our sins He took And died lest man should perish. Let us His last and dying words In our remembrance cherish. 2. "Father, forgive these men, for, lo, They truly know not what they do." So far His love extended. Forgive us, Lord, for we, too, have Through ignorance offended. 3. Now to the contrite thief He cries: "Thou, verily, in paradise Shalt meet Me ere tomorrow." Lord, take us to Thy kingdom soon Who linger here in sorrow. 4. To weeping Mary, standing by, "Behold thy son!" now hear him cry; To John, "Behold thy mother!" Provide, O Lord, for those we leave: Let each befriend the other. 5. The Savior's fourth word was "I thirst!" O mighty Prince of Life, Thy thirst For us and our salvation Is truly great; do help us, then, That we escape damnation. 6. The fifth, "My God, My God, oh, why Forsake Me?" Hark. the awe-full cry! Lord, Thou wast here forsaken That we might be received on high; Let this hope not be shaken. 7. The sixth, when victory was won, "'Tis finished!" for Thy work was done. Grant, Lord, that, onward pressing, We may the Work Thou dost impose Fulfil with Thine own blessing. 8. The last, as woe and sufferings end, "O God, My Father, I commend Into Thy hands My spirit." Be this, dear Lord, my dying wish; O heavenly Father, hear it. 9. Whoe'er, by sense of sin opprest, Upon these words his thoughts will rest, He Joy and hope obtaineth And, through God's love and boundless grace A peaceful conscience gaineth. 10. O Jesus Christ, Thou Crucified, Who hast for our offenses died, Grant that we e'er may ponder Thy wounds, Thy cross, Thy bitter death, Both here below and yonder. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #177 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 5:7 Author: Johann Boeschenstain, c. 1515, alt. Translated by: Frances E. Cox, 1841, alt. Titled: "Da Jesus an des Kreuzes Stamm" Tune: "Da Jesus an des Kreuzes" Melody: German melody, c. 1400 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "We Sing the Praise of Him Who Died" by Thomas Kelly, 1769-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. We sing the praise of Him who died, Of Him who died upon the cross; The sinners' Hope let men deride, For this we count the world but loss. 2. Inscribed upon that cross we see In shining letters "God is Love." He bears our sins upon the tree, He brings us mercy from above. 3. The cross!--it takes our guilt away. It holds the fainting spirit up, It cheers with hope the gloomy day, And sweetens every bitter cup. 4. It makes the coward spirit brave And nerves the feeble arm for fight; It takes all terror from the grave And gilds the bed of death with light. 5. The balm of life, the cure of woe, The measure and the pledge of love, The sinners' refuge here below, The angels theme in heaven above. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #178 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Gal. 6:14 Author: Thomas Kelly, 1815 Tune: "O Jesu Christ, mein's" 1st Published in: _Nuernbergisches Gesangbuch," 1676 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "On My Heart Imprint Thine Image" By Thomas Hansen Kingo, 1634-1703 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. On my heart imprint Thine image, Blessed Jesus, King of Grace, That life's riches, cares, and pleasures Have no power Thee to efface. This the superscription be: Jesus, crucified for me, Is my life, my hope's Foundation, And my Glory and Salvation. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #179 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 23: 38 Author: Thomas Hansen Kingo, 1689 Translated by: Peer O. Stroemme, 1898, alt. Titled: "Skriv dig, Jesu, paa mit Hjerte" Composer: Johann B. Koenig, 1738 Tune: "Der am Kreuz" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, in Thy Dying Woes" "The Seven Words on the Cross" by Thomas B. Pollock, 1836-1896 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.141 1. Jesus, in Thy dying woes Even while Thy life-bIood flows, Craving pardon for Thy foes: Hear us, holy Jesus. 2. Savior, for our pardon sue When our sins Thy pangs renew, For we know not what we do: Hear us, holy Jesus. 3. Oh, may we who mercy need Be like Thee in heart and deed When with wrong our spirits bleed: Hear us, holy Jesus. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #180 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 23:34 Author: Thomas B. Pollock, 1870 Composer: Bernhard Schumacher, 1939 Tune: "Septem Verba" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Pitying the Sighs" "The Seven Words on the Cross" by Thomas B. Pollock, 1836-1896 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, pitying the sighs Of the thief who near Thee dies, Promising him Paradise: Hear us, holy Jesus. 2. May we in our guilt and shame Still Thy love and mercy claim, Calling humbly on Thy name: Hear us, holy Jesus. 3. May our hearts to Thee incline, Looking from our cross to Thine, Cheer our souls with hope divine: Hear us, holy Jesus. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #181 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 23:43 Author: Thomas B. Pollock, 1870 Composer: Bernhard Schumacher, 1939 Tune: "Septem Verba" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Loving to the End" "The Seven Words on the Cross" by Thomas B. Pollock, 1836-1896 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.142 1. Jesus, loving to the end Her whose heart Thy sorrows rend, And Thy dearest human friend: Hear us, holy Jesus. 2. May we in Thy sorrows share, For Thy sake all peril dare, And enjoy Thy tender care: Hear us, holy Jesus. 3. May we all Thy loved ones be, All one holy family, Loving for the love of Thee: Hear us, holy Jesus. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #182 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 19:26, 27 Author: Thomas B. Pollock, 1870 Composer: Bernhard Schumacher, 1939 Tune: "Septem Verba" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Whelmed in Fears Unknown" "The Seven Words on the Cross" by Thomas B. Pollock, 1836-1896 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.142 1. Jesus, whelmed in fears unknown, With our evil left alone, While no light from heaven is shown: Hear us, holy Jesus. 2. When we vainly seem to pray And our hope seems far away, In the darkness be our Stay: Hear us, holy Jesus. 3. Though no Father seem to hear, Though no light our spirits cheer, May we know that God is near: Hear us, holy Jesus. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #183 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 27:46 Author: Thomas B. Pollock, 1870 Composer: Bernhard Schumacher, 1939 Tune: "Septem Verba" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, in Thy Thirst and Pain" "The Seven Words on the Cross" by Thomas B. Pollock, 1836-1896 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (Concordia Publishing House: St. Loius, 1941) 1. Jesus, in Thy thirst and pain, While Thy wounds Thy life-blood drain, Thirsting more our love to gain: Hear us, holy Jesus. 2. Thirst for us in mercy still, Satisfy Thy loving will: All Thy holy work fulfil. Hear us, holy Jesus. 3. May we thirst Thy love to know; Lead us in our sin and woe Where the healing waters flow: Hear us, holy Jesus. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #184 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 19:28 Author: Thomas B. Pollock, 1870 Composer: Bernhard Schumacher, 1939 Tune: "Septem Verba" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, All Our Ransom Paid" "The Seven Words on the Cross" by Thomas B. Pollock, 1836-1896 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, all our ransom paid, All Thy Father's will obeyed, By Thy sufferings perfect made: Hear us, holy Jesus. 2. Save us in our soul's distress, Be our Help to cheer and bless While we grow in holiness: Hear us, holy Jesus. 3. Brighten all our heavenward way With an ever holier ray Till we pass to perfect day: Hear us, holy Jesus. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #185 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text:John 19:30 Author: Thomas B. Pollock, 1870 Composer: Bernhard Schumacher, 1939 Tune: "Septem Verba" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, All Thy Labor Vast" "The Seven Words on the Cross" by Thomas B. Pollock, 1836-1896 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.142 1. Jesus, all Thy labor vast, All Thy woe and conflict past, Yielding up Thy soul at last: Hear us, holy Jesus. 2. When the death shades round us lower, Guard us from the Tempter's power, Keep us in that trial hour: Hear us, holy Jesus. 3. May Thy life and death supply Grace to live and grace to die, Grace to reach the home on high: Hear us, holy Jesus. _____________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #186 Text: Luke 22:46 Author: Thomas B. Pollock, 1870 Composer: Bernhard Schumacher, 1939 Tune: "Septem Verba" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Halleluia! Jesus Lives!" by Carl B. Garve, 1763-1841 Translated by Jane Borthwick, 1813-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.143 1. Halleluia! Jesus Lives! He is now the Living One; From the gloomy house of death Forth the Conqueror has gone, Bright Forerunner to the skies Of His people, yet to rise. 2. Jesus lives! Let all rejoice; Praise Him, ransomed ones of earth. Praise Him in a nobler song, Cherubim of heavenly birth. Praise the Victor-King, whose sway Sin and death and hell obey. 3. Jesus lives! Why weepest thou? Why that sad and frequent sigh? He who died our Brother here Lives our Brother still on high, Lives forever to bestow Blessings on His Church below. 4. Jesus Iives! And thus, my soul, Life eternal waits for thee; Joined to Him, thy living Head, Where He is, thou, too, shalt be; With Himself, at His right hand, Victor over death shalt stand. 5. Jesus lives! To Him my heart Draws with ever new delight. Earthly vanities, depart, Hinder not my heavenward flight. Let this spirit ever rise To its magnet in the skies. 6. Halleluja, angels, sing! Join us in our hymn of praise, Let your chorus swell the strain Which our feebler voices raise: Glory to our God above And on earth His peace and love! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #188 from _The Handbook to theLutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 20:15 Author: Carl B. Garve, 1825, cento Translated by: Jane Borthwick, 1862 Titled: "Halleluja, Christus lebt" Composer: Ludvig M. Lindeman, 1871 Tune: "Fred til Bod" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "He is Arisen! Glorious Word!" by Birgitte K. Boye, 1742-1824 Translated by George A.T. Rygh, 1860-1942 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. He is arisen! Glorious word! Now reconciled is God, my Lord; The gates of heaven are open. My Jesus did triumphant die, And Satan's arrows broken lie, Destroyed hell's direst weapon. Oh, hear What cheer! Christ victorious Riseth glorious, Life He giveth-- He was dead, but see, He liveth! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #189 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 4: 25 Author: Birgitte K. Boye Translated by: George A.T. Rygh, 1909 Titled: "Han er opstanden! Store Bud!" Composer: Philipp Nicolai, 1599 Tune: "Wie schoen leuchtet" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Christ the Lord is Risen Again" by Michael Weisse, c. 1480-1534 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Christ the Lord is risen again! Christ has broken death's strong chain! Hark, the angels shout for joy Singing evermore on high: Hallelujah! 2. He who gave for us His life. Who for us endured the strife, Is our Paschal Lamb today. We, too, sing for joy and say: Hallelujah! 3. He who bore all pain and loss Comfortless upon the cross Lives in glory now on high, Pleads for us and hears our cry: Hallelujah! 4. He whose path no records tell Hath descended into hell; He the strong man armed hath bound And in highest heaven is crowned. Hallelujah! 5. He who slumbered in the grave Is exalted now to save; Now through Christendom it rings That the Lamb is King of kings. Hallelujah! 6. Now He bids us tell abroad How the lost may be restored, How the penitent forgiven, How we, too, may enter heaven. Hallelujah! 7. Thou our Paschal Lamb indeed, Christ, today Thy people feed; Take our sins and guilt away That we all may sing for aye: Hallelujah! __________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #190 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 16:6 Author: Michael Weisse, 1531 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863 Titled: "Christus ist erstanden" (Based on "Christ is erstanden") Tune: "Christus ist erstanden" Melody: Latin, c. 1100 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Christ the Lord is Risen Today; Alleluia!" by unknown author, 11th or 12th century Translated by Jane E. Leeson, 1807-1882 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.145 1. Christ the Lord is risen today; Alleluia! Christians, haste your vows to pay; Alleluia! Offer ye your praises meet Alleluia! At the Paschal Victim's feet. Alleluia! 2.For the sheep the Lamb hath bled, Alleluia! Sinless in the sinners' stead. Alleluia! "Christ is risen," today we cry; Alleluia! Now He lives no more to die. Alleluia! 3. Christ, the Victim undefiled, Alleluia! God and man hath reconciled Alleluia! While in strange and awe-full strife Alleluia! Met together Death and Life: Alleluia! 4. Christians, on this happy day Alleluia! Haste with joy your vows to pay. Alleluia! "Christ is risen," today we cry; Alleluia! Now He lives no more to die. Alleluia! 5. Christ, who once for sinners bled, Alleluia! Now the First-born from the dead, Alleluia! Throned in endless might and power, Alleluia! Lives and reigns forevermore. Alleluia! 6. Hail, eternal Hope on high! Alleluia! Hail, Thou King of victory! Alleluia! Hail, Thou Prince of Life adored! Alleluia! Help and save us, gracious Lord. Alleluia! _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #191 Text: Mark 16:6 Author: unknown, 11th or 12th century Translated by: Jane E. Leeson, 1851 Composer: Robert Williams, 1817 Tune: "Llanfair" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Awake, My Heart, with Gladness" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Awake, my heart, with gladness, See what today is done, Now after gloom and sadness Comes forth the glorious Sun! My Savior there was laid Where our bed must be made When to the realms of light Our spirit wings its flight. 2. The Foe in triumph shouted When Christ lay in the tomb, But, lo, he now is routed, His boast is turned to gloom. For Christ again is free; In glorious victory He who is strong to save Has triumphed o'er the grave. 3. This is a sight that gladdens; What peace it doth impart! Now nothing ever saddens The joy within my heart; No gloom shall ever shake, No foe shall ever take, The hope which God's own Son In love for me hath won. 4. Now hell, its prince, the devil, Of all their power are shorn; Now I am safe from evil, And sin I laugh to scorn. Grim death with all his might Cannot my soul affright; He is a powerless form, Howe'er he rave and storm. 5. The world against me rageth, Its fury I disdain; Though bitter war it wageth, Its work is all in vain. My heart from care is free, No trouble troubles me. Misfortune now is play, And night is bright as day. 6. Now I will cling forever To Christ, my Savior true; My Lord will leave me never, Whate'er He passes through. He rends Death's iron chain, He breaks through sin and pain, He shatters hell's dark thrall,- I follow through it all. 7. To halls of heavenly splendor With Him I penetrate; And trouble ne'er may hinder Nor make me hesitate. Let tempests rage at will, My Savior shields me still; He grants abiding peace And bids all tumult cease. 8. He brings me to the portal That leads to bliss untold Whereon this rime immortal Is found in script of gold: "Who there My cross hath shared Finds here a crown prepared; Who there with Me has died Shall here be glorified." _______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #192 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Col. 2:15 Author: Paul Gerhardt Translated by: John Kelly, 1867, alt. Titled: "Auf, auf, mein Herz, mit Freuden" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1648 Tune: "Auf, auf, mein Herz" _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Christ the Lord is Risen Today" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Translated by Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Christ the Lord is risen today, Sons of men and angels say. Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens, and, earth, reply. 2. Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won. Lo, our Sun's eclipse is o'er; Lo, He sets in blood no more. 3. Vain the stone, the watch, the seal; Christ has burst the gates of hell. Death in vain forbids His rise; Christ has opened Paradise. 4. Lives again our glorious King; Where, 0 Death, is now thy sting? Once He died our souls to save; Where thy victory, O Grave? 5. Soar we now where Christ has led, Following our exalted Head. Made like Him, like Him we rise; Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 6. Hail the Lord of earth and heaven! Praise to Thee by both be given! Thee we greet triumphant now: Hail, the Resurrection Thou! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #193 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Cor.15:57 Author: Charles Wesley, 1739, cento Tune: "Orientis partibus" Melody: French, c. 1200, ad. ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Abide with Us, the Day is Waning" by Caspar J. Boye, 1791-1853 Translated by Oluf H. Smeby, 1851-1929 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 147 1. "Abide with us, the day is waning," Thus prayed the two while on the way; We read that Thou, 0 Lord, remaining, Didst all their doubts and fears allay. Incline Thine ear, Thou King of Grace, When, praying thus, we see Thy face. 2. At eventide, Thy Spirit sending, Help us, 0 Lord, our watch to keep, In prayer devout before Thee bending Ere our eyelids close in sleep, Confessing sin in deed and word With hope of mercy from the Lord. 3. Abide with us; with heavenly gladness Illumine, Lord, our darkest day; And when we weep in pain and sadness, Be Thou our Solace, Strength, and Stay. Tell of Thy woe, Thy victory won, When Thou didst pray: "Thy will be done." 4. Abide with us, 0 Savior tender, That bitter day when life shall end, When to the grave we must surrender, And fear and pain our hearts shall rend. The shield of faith do Thou bestow When trembling we must meet the foe. 5. When earthly help no more availeth, To sup with us Thou wilt be nigh; Thou givest strength that never faileth. In Thee we grave and death defy. While earth is fading from our sight, Our eyes behold the realms of light. ________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #194 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 24:13-35 Author: Caspar J. Boye, 1834 Translated by: Oluf H. Smeby, 1909 Titled: "Bliv hos os, Mester, Dagen helder" Composer: Georg Neumark, 1640 Tune: "Wer nur den lieben Gott" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Christ Jesus Lay in Death's Strong Bands" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Christ Jesus lay in death's strong bands, For our offenses given; But now at God's right hand He stands And brings us life from heaven; Therefore let us joyful be And sing to God right thankfully Loud songs of hallelujah! Hallelujah! 2. It was a strange and dreadful strife When Life and Death contended; The victory remained with Life, The reign of Death was ended; Holy Scripture plainly saith That Death is swallowed up by Death, His sting is lost forever. Hallelujah! 3. Here the true Paschal Lamb we see, Whom God so freely gave us; He died on the accursed tree- So strong His love!-to save us. See, His blood doth mark our door; Faith points to it, Death passes o'er, And Satan cannot harm us. Hallelujah! 4. So let us keep the festival Whereto the Lord invites us; Christ is himself the Joy of all, The Sun that warms and lights us. By His grace He doth impart Eternal sunshine to the heart; The night of sin is ended. Hallelujah! 5. Then let us feast this Easter Day On Christ, the Bread of heaven; The Word of Grace hath purged away The old and evil leaven. Christ alone our souls will feed, He is our meat and drink indeed; Faith lives upon no other. Hallelujah! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn 195 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 2:24 Author: Martin Luther, 1524, cento Translated by: Richard Massie, 1854, alt. Titled: "Christ lag in Todesbanden" Tune: "Christ lag in Todesbanden" Latin melody, c. 1100 Based on "Christ is erstanden" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Am Content! My Jesus Liveth Still" by Johann J. Moeller Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I am content! My Jesus liveth still, In whom my heart is pleased. He hath fulfilled the Law of God for me, God's wrath He hath appeased. Since He in death could perish never, I also shall not die forever. I am content! 2. I am content! My Jesus is my Head; His member I will be. He bowed His head when on the cross He died With cries of agony. Now death is brought into subjection For me, too, by His resurrection. I am content! 3. I am content! My Jesus is my Lord, My Prince of Life and Peace; His heart is yearning for my future bliss And for my soul's release. The home where He, my Master, liveth He also to His servant giveth. I am content! 4. I am content! My Jesus is my Light, My radiant Sun of Grace. His cheering rays beam blessings forth for all, Sweet comfort, hope, and peace. This Easter sun doth bring salvation And everlasting exultation. I am content! 5. I am content! Lord, draw me unto Thee And wake me from the dead That I may rise forevermore to be With Thee, my living Head. The fetters of my body sever, Then shall my soul rejoice forever. I am content! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #196 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: John 11: 25 Author: Johann J. Moeller, 1704 Translated by: August Crull, 1923, alt. Titled: "Ich habe g'nug" Tune: "Es ist genug" 1st Published in: "Geistliche Arien" Town: Muehlhausen, 1672 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Where Wilt Thou Go Since Night Draws Near" by unknown Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Where wilt Thou go since night draws near, O Jesus Christ, Thou Pilgrim dear? Lord, make me happy, be my Guest, And in my heart, oh, deign to rest. 2. Grant my request, O dearest Friend, For truly I the best intend; Thou knowest that Thou ever art A welcome Guest unto my heart. 3. The day is now far spent and gone, The shades of night come quickly on; Abide with me, Thou heavenly Light, And do not leave me in this night. 4. Enlighten me that from the way That leads to heaven I may not stray, That I may never be misled, Though night of sin is round me spread. 5. And when I on my death-bed lie, Help me that I in peace may die. Abide! I will not let Thee go. Thou wilt not leave me, Lord, I know. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #197 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Luke 24: 29 Author: unknown, 1674 Translated by: August Crull, 1923, alt. Titled: "Wo willst du hin, weil's Abend ist" Tune: "Ach bleib bei uns" 1st Published in: "Geistliche Lieder" Town: Leipzig, 1589 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus Christ is Risen Today, Alleluia!" by unknown, c. 1372 Translated by unknown, 1708-1882 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.151 1. Jesus Christ Is risen today, Alleluia! Our triumphant holy day, Alleluia! Who did once upon the cross Alleluia! Suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia! 2. Hymns of praise, then, let us sing Alleluia! Unto Christ, our heavenly King, Alleluia! Who endured the cross and grave Alleluia! Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia! 3. But the pains which He endured Alleluia! Our salvation have procured. Alleluia! Now above the sky He's King, Alleluia! Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia! 4. Sing we to our God above, Alleluia! Praise eternal as His love: Alleluia! Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Alleluia! Father, Son. and Holy Ghost. Alleluia! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #199 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 1:18 Author: unknown, c. 1372 Translated by: unknown, 1708-1882 Titled: "Surrexit Christus hodie" Tune: "Easter Hymn" 1st Published in: _Lyra Davidica_, 1708, alt. ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Know that My Redeemer Lives" by Samuel Medley, 1738-1799 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I know that my Redeemer lives; What comfort this sweet sentence gives! He lives, He lives, who once was dead; He lives, my ever-living Head. 2. He lives triumphant from the grave, He lives eternally to save, He lives all-glorious in the sky, He lives exalted there on high. 3. He lives to bless me with His love, He lives to plead for me above. He lives my hungry soul to feed, He lives to help in time of need. 4. He lives to grant me rich supply, He lives to guide me with His eye, He lives to comfort me when faint, He lives to hear my soul's complaint. 5. He lives to silence all my fears, He lives to wipe away my tears He lives to calm my troubled heart, He lives all blessings to impart. 6. He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend, He lives and loves me to the end; He lives, and while He lives, I'll sing; He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King. 7. He lives and grants me daily breath; He lives, and I shall conquer death: He lives my mansion to prepare; He Iives to bring me safely there. 8. He lives, all glory to His name! He lives, my Jesus, still the same. Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives, "I know that my Redeemer lives!" ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #200 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Job 19:25-27 Author: Samuel Medley, 1775, ab. Composer: John Hatton, 1793 Tune: "Duke Street" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus Lives! The Victory's Won" by Christian F. Gellert, 1715-1769 Translated by Frances E. Cox, 1812-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.152 1. Jesus lives! The victory's won! Death no longer can appal me; Jesus lives! Death's reign is done! From the grave Christ will recall me. Brighter scenes will then commence; This shall be my confidence. 2. Jesus lives! To Him the throne High o'er heaven and earth is given. I shall go where He is gone, Live and reign with Him in heaven. God is faithful. Doubtings, hence! This shall be my confidence. 3. Jesus lives! For me He died, Hence will I, to Jesus living, Pure in heart and act abide, Praise to Him and glory giving. Freely God doth aid dispense; This shall be my confidence. 4. Jesus lives! I know full well Naught from me His love shall sever; Life nor death nor powers of hell Part me now from Christ forever. God will be a sure Defense; This shall be my confidence. 5. Jesus lives! and now is death But the gate of life immortal; This shall calm my trembling breath When I pass its gloomy portal. Faith shall cry, as fails each sense, Jesus is my confidence! _______________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #201 Text: Rom. 8:11 Author: Christian F. Gellert, 1757, ab. Translated by: Frances E. Cox, 1841, alt. Titled: "Jesus lebt, mit ihm auch ich" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1656 Tune: "Jesus, meine Zuversicht" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Welcome, Happy Morning!" by Venantius Fortunatus, c. 530-609 Translated by John Ellerton, 1826-1893 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.152 1. "Welcome, happy morning!" Age to age shall say; Hell today is vanquished, heaven is won today!" Lo, the Dead is living, God forevermore! Him, their true Creator, all His works adore. "Welcome, happy morning!" age to age shall say; Hell today is vanquished, heaven is won today!" 2. Maker and Redeemer, Life and Health of all, Thou from heaven beholding human nature's fall, Of the Father's Godhead, true and only Son. Manhood to deliver manhood didst put on. "Welcome, happy morning!" age to age shall say; Hell today is vanquished, heaven is won today!" 3. Thou, of life the Author, death didst undergo, Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to show. Come, then, True and Faithful, now fulfil Thy word; 'Tis Thine own third morning--rise, 0 buried Lord! "Welcome, happy morning!" age to age shall say; Hell today is vanquished, heaven is won today!" 4. Loose the souls long prisoned, bound with Satan's chain; All that now is fallen raise to life again. Show Thy face in brightness, bid the nations see; Bring again our daylight; day returns with Thee. "Welcome, happy morning!" age to age shall say; Hell today is vanquished, heaven is won today!" ____________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #202 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 10:40 Author: Venantius Fortunatus, c. 590, cento Translated by: John Ellerton, 1868, alt. Titled: "Salve, festa dies" Tune: "Sei du mir gegruesset" 1st Published in: _Enchiridion_ Town: Luebeck, 1545 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Morning Breaks upon the Tomb" by William B. Collyer, 1782-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Morning breaks upon the tomb; Jesus scatters all its gloom. Day of triumph through the skies; See the glorious Savior rise. 2. Ye who are of death afraid Triumph in the scattered shade. Drive your anxious cares away; See the place where Jesus lay. 3. Christians, dry your flowing tears Chase your unbelieving fears; Look on His deserted grave, Doubt no more His power to save. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #203 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 24:3 Author: William B. Collyer, 1812, ab. Tune: "Innocents" Melody: French, 13th century ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Ye Faithful, Raise the Strain" by John of Damascus, c. 750 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Come, ye faithful, raise the strain Of triumphant gladness; God hath brought His Israel Into joy from sadness. 'Tis the spring of souls today: Christ hath burst His prison And from three days' sleep in death As a sun hath risen. 2. All the winter of our sins, Long and dark, is flying From His light, to whom we give Laud and praise undying. Neither could the gates of death Nor the tomb's dark portal Nor the watchers nor the seal Hold Thee as a mortal. 3. But today amidst Thine own Thou didst stand, bestowing That Thy peace which evermore Passeth human knowing. Come, ye faithful, raise the strain Of triumphant gladness; God hath brought His Israel Into joy from sadness. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #204 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ex. 15:1-21 Author: John of Damascus, c. 750 Translated by: John M. Neale, 1859, alt. ab. Titled:"Aisohmen pantes laoi" Tune: "Schwing dich auf" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Andachten_ Town: Berlin, 1666 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________  "The Day of Resurrection" by John of Damascus, c. 750 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The day of resurrection, Earth, tell it out abroad, The Passover of gladness. The Passover of God. From death to life eternal, From this world to the sky, Our Christ hath brought us over With hymns of victory. 2. Our hearts be pure from evil That we may see aright The Lord in rays eternal Of resurrection light And, listening to His accents, May hear, so calm and plain, His own "All hail!" and, hearing, May raise the victor strain. 3. Now let the heavens be joyful, Let earth her song begin, Let all the world keep triumph And all that is therein. Let all things, seen and unseen, Their notes of gladness blend; For Christ the Lord hath risen,-- Our joy, that hath no end. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #205 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 118:15 Author: John of Damascus, c. 750 Translated by: John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Titled:"Anastaseohs hehmera" Composer: Henry Smart, 1836 Tune: "Lancashire" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus Christ, My Sure Defense" by unknown author, 1653 Translated based on Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.155 1. Jesus Christ, my sure Defense And my Savior, ever Iiveth; 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 shall waken. Endless joy my Savior gives; Shall my courage, then, be shaken? Shall I fear, or 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; Even death now cannot part From its Lord the trusting heart. 4. I am flesh and must return Unto dust, whence I am taken; But by faith I now discern That from death I shall awaken With my Savior to abide In His glory, at His side. 5. Glorified, I shall anew With this flesh then be enshrouded; In this body I shall view God, my Lord, 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! Then the weakness I feel here Shall forever disappear. 7. They who sorrow here and moan There in gladness shall be reigning; Earthly here the seed is sown, There immortal life attaining. Here our sinful bodies die, Glorified to dwell on high. 8. Then take comfort and rejoice, For His members Christ will cherish. Fear not, they will hear His voice; Dying, they shall never perish; For the very grave is stirred When the trumpet's blast is heard. 9. Laugh to scorn the gloomy grave And at death no longer tremble; He, the Lord, who came to save Will at last His own assemble. They will go their Lord to meet, Treading death beneath their feet. 10. Oh, then, draw away your hearts Now from pleasures base and hollow. There to share what He imparts, Here His footsteps ye must follow. Fix your hearts beyond the skies, Whether ye yourselves would rise. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #206 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Cor. 15:35 ff. Author: unknown author, 1653 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863 Titled: "Jesus, meine Zuversicht" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1653 Tune: "Jesus, meine Zuversicht" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Like the Golden Sun Ascending" by Thomas Kingo, 1634-1703 Translated by George A.T. Rygh, 1860-1942 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking through the gloom of night, On the earth his glory spending So that darkness takes to flight, Thus my Jesus from the grave And Death's dismal, dreadful cave Rose triumphant Easter morning At the early purple dawning. 2. Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious! Thanks to Thee, O Lord of Life! Death hath now no power o'er us, Thou hast conquered in the strife. Thanks because Thou didst arise And hast opened Paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3. Though I be by sin o'ertaken, Though I lie in helplessness, Though I be by friends forsaken And must suffer sore distress, Though I be despised, contemned, And by all the world condemned, Though the dark grave yawn before me, Yet the light of hope shines o'er me. 4. Thou hast died for my transgression, All my sins on Thee were laid; Thou hast won for me salvation, On the cross my debt was paid. From the grave I shall arise And shall meet Thee in the skies. Death itself is transitory; I shall lift my head in glory. 5. Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And Thy Holy Spirit send That my walk and my behavior May be pleasing to the end; That I may not fall again Into death's grim pit and pain, Whence by grace Thou hast retrieved me And from which Thou hast relieved me. 6. For the joy Thy advent gave me, For Thy holy, precious Word; For Thy Baptism, which doth save me, For Thy blest Communion board; For Thy death, the bitter scorn, For Thy resurrection morn, Lord, I thank Thee and extol Thee, And in heaven I shall behold Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #207 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 2: 32 Author: Thomas Kingo, 1689, cento Translated by: George A.T. Rygh, 1908 Titled: "Som den gyldne Sol frembryder" Composer: Johann Schop, 1642 Tune: "Werde munter" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Ye Sons and Daughters of the King" by unknown, c. 1600 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Ye sons and daughters of the King, Whom heavenly hosts in glory sing, Today the grave hath lost its sting: Alleluia! 2. On that first morning of the week, Before the day began to break, The Marys went their Lord to seek: Alleluia! 3. An angel bade their sorrow flee, For thus he spake unto the three: "Your Lord is gone to Galilee": Alleluia! 4. That night the Apostles met in fear, Amidst them came their Lord most dear And said: "Peace be unto you here": Alleluia! 5. When Thomas afterwards had heard That Jesus had fulfilled His word, He doubted if it were the Lord: Alleluia! 6. "Thomas, behold My side," saith He, "My hands, My feet, My body, see; "And doubt not, but believe in Me": Alleluia! 7. No longer Thomas then denied; He saw the feet, the hands, the side; "Thou art my Lord and God," he cried: Alleluia! 8. Blessed are they that have not seen And yet whose faith hath constant been, In Iife eternal they shall reign: Alleluia! 9. On this most holy day of days To God your hearts and voices raise In laud and jubilee and praise: Alleluia! 10. And we with holy Church unite, As evermore is just and right, In glory to the King of light: Alleluia! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #208 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 20 Author: unknown, c. 1600 Translated by: John M. Neale, 1851 Titled: "O filii et filiae" Composer: Michael Vulpius, 1609 Tune: "Gelobt sei Gott" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Who Is This that Comes from Edom" by Thomas Kelly, 1769-1854 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.209 1. Who Is this that comes from Edom, All His raiment stained with blood; To the captive speaking freedom, Bringing and bestowing good; Glorious in the garb He wears, Glorious in the spoil He bears? 2. 'Tis the Savior, now victorious, Traveling onward in His might; 'Tis the Savior; oh, how glorious To His people is the sight! Satan conquered and the grave, Jesus now is strong to save. 3. Why that blood His raiment staining? 'Tis the blood of many slain; Of His foes there's none remaining, None the contest to maintain. Fall'n they are, no more to rise; All their glory prostrate lies. 4. Mighty Victor, reign forever, Wear the crown so dearly won; Never shall Thy people, never, Cease to sing what Thou hast done. Thou hast fought Thy people's foes; Thou hast healed Thy people's woes. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #209 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 2 Tim. 1:10 Author: Thomas Kelly, 1809, alt. Composer: Joachim Neander, 1680 Tune: "Neander" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Strife is O'er, the Battle Done" by unknown author, 1695 Translated by Francis Pott, 1832-1909 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! The strife is o'er, the battle done; Now is the Victor's triumph won; Now be the song of praise begun. Alleluia! 2. Death's mightiest powers have done their worst, And Jesus hath His foes dispersed; Let shouts of praise and joy outburst. Alleluia! 3. On the third morn He rose again Glorious in majesty to reign; Oh, let us swell the joyful strain! Alleluia! 4. He closed the yawning gates of hell; The bars from heaven's high portals fell. Let songs of praise His triumph tell. Alleluia! 5. Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee. From death's dread sting Thy servants free That we may live and sing to Thee. Alleluia! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #210 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 98:1 Author: unknown, 1695 Translated by: Francis Pott, c. 1859, alt. Titled: "Finita iam sunt praelia" Composer: Giovanni P. Da Palestrina, 1591, ad. Tune: "Palestrina" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "A Hymn of Glory Let Us Sing" by The Venerable Bede, 673-735 Translated by Benjamin Webb, 1820-1885 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.160 1. A Hymn of glory let us sing: New songs throughout the world shall ring: Alleluia! Alleluia! Chirst, by a road before untrod, Ascendeth to the throne of God. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 2. The holy apostolic band Upon the Mount of Olives stand; Alleluia! Alleluia! And with His followers they see Jesus' resplendent majesty. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 3. To whom the angels, drawing nigh, "Why stand and gaze upon the sky? Alleluia! Alleluia! This is the Savior!" thus they say; "This is His noble triumph-day." Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 4. "Again shall ye behold Him so As ye today have seen Him go, Alleluia! Alleluia! In glorious pomp ascending high, Up to the portals of the sky." Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 5. Oh, grant us thitherward to tend And with unwearied hearts ascend Alleluia! Alleluia! Unto Thy kingdom's throne, where Thou, As is our faith, art seated now. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 6. Be Thou our Joy and strong Defense Who art our future Recompense: Alleluia! Alleluia! So shall the light that springs from Thee Be ours through all eternity. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 7. O risen Christ, ascended Lord, All praise to Thee let earth accord, Alleluia! Alleluia! Who art, while endless ages run, With Father and with Spirit One. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #212 Text: Acts 1: 11 Author: The Venerable Bede, 735 Translated by: Benjamin Webb, 1854, alt. Titled: "Hymnum canamus gloriae" Tune: "Lasst uns erfreuen" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Kirchengesaeng_ Town: Cologne, 1623 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Lo, God to Heaven Ascendeth" by Gottfried Wilhelm Sacer, 1635-1699 Translated by Frances Elizabeth Cox, 1812-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.161 1. Lo, God to heaven ascendeth! Throughout its regions vast With shouts triumphant blendeth The trumpet's thrilling blast: Sing praise to Christ the Lord; Sing priase with exultation, King of each heathen nation, The God of hosts adored! 2. With joy is heaven resounding Chirst's glad return to see; Behold the saints surrounding The Lord who set them free. Bright myriads, thronging, come; The cherub band rejoices, And loud seraphic voices All welcome Jesus home. 3. From cross to throne ascending, We follow Chirst on high And know the pathway wending To mansions in the sky. Our Lord is gone before; Yet here He will not leave us, But soon in heaven receive us And open wide the door. 4. Our place He is preparing; To heaven we, too, shall rise, With Him His glory sharing, Be where our Treasure lies. Bestir thyself, my soul! Where Jesus Christ has entered, There let thy hope be centered; Press onward toward the goal. 5. Let all our thoughts be winging To where Thou didst ascend, And let our hearts be singing: "We seek Thee, Christ, our Friend, Thee, God's exalted Son, Our Life, and Way to heaven, To whom all power is given, Our Joy and Hope and Crown." _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #214 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 47:5-7 Author: Gottfried W. Sacer, 1661, cento Translated by: Frances E. Cox, 1841, alt. Titled: "Gott faehret auf gen Himmel" Tune: "Aus meines Herzens Grunde" 1st Published in: _Neu Catechismus-Gesangbuechlein_ Town: Hamburg, 1598 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Draw Us to Thee" by Friedrich Funcke Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Draw us to Thee, For then shall we Walk in Thy steps forever And hasten on Where Thou art gone To be with Thee, dear Savior. 2. Draw us to Thee, Lord, lovingly; Let us depart with gladness That we may be Forever free From sorrow, grief, and sadness. 3. Draw us to Thee; Oh, grant that we May walk the road to heaven! Direct our way Lest we should stray And from Thy paths be driven. 4. Draw us to Thee That also we Thy heavenly bliss inherit And ever dwell Where sin and hell No more can vex our spirit. 5. Draw us to Thee Unceasingly, Into Thy kingdom take us; Let us fore'er Thy glory share, Thy saints and joint heirs make us. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #215 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Solomon's Song 1: 4 Author: Friedrich Funcke. 1686 Translated by: August Crull, 1923 Titled: "Zeuch uns nach dir" Tune: "Ach Gott und Herr" 1st Published in: C. Peter, "Andachts-Zymbeln" Town: Freyberg, 1655 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, Sing with Exultation" by Anders C. Arrebo, 1587-1637 Translated by Carl Doving, 1867-1937 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Oh, sing with exultation, Sing to the Lord, rejoice, And in His congregation Shout with triumphant voice. For, lo, at God's right hand Is Christ in glory seated; With death and hell defeated, As Victor doth command. 2. Since Christ, our Lord, is living, We nevermore shall die; To God the glory giving, We rise to Him on high. Though chastened we may be Andto our graves be taken, We unto life shall waken And live eternally. 3. Christ is the sure Foundation The builder did reject, But He four our salvation Is precious and elect And made the Corner-stone On which the Church is founded; This marvel now is sounded, The work of God alone. 4. To Thee, O Christ, be glory, Who camest in His name! Thy people sing the story Thy praises to proclaim. We thank Thee and adore, O Christ, our Lord and Savior; Thy grace and boundless favor Stand fast forevermore. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #217 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 118: 15, 16 Author: Anders C. Arrebo, 1623, cento Translated by: Carl Doving, 1907 Titled: "Om Salighed og Glaede" Tune: "Aus meines Herzens Grunde" 1st Published in: _Neu Catechismus-Gesangbuechlein_ Town: Hamburg, 1598 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "See, the Conqueror Mounts in Triumph" by Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-1885 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.163 1. See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph; See the King in royal state, Riding on the clouds, His chariot, To His heavenly palace gate! Hark, the choirs of angel voices Joyful alleluias sing, And the portals high are lifted To receive their heavenly King. 2. Who is this that comes in glory With the trump of jubilee? Lord of battles, God of armies,-- He hath gained the victory. He who on the cross did suffer, He who from the grave arose, He hath vanquished sin and Satan; He by death hath spoiled His foes. 3. While He lifts His hands in blessing, He is parted from His friends; While their eager eyes behold Him, He upon the clouds ascends. He who walked with God and pleased Him, Preaching truth and doom to come, He, our Enoch, is translated To His everlasting home. 4. Now our heavenly Aaron enters With His blood within the veil; Joshua now is come to Canaan, And the kings before Him quail. Now He plants the tribes of Israel In their promised resting-place; Now our great Elijah offers Double portion of His grace. 5. Thou hast raised our human nature On the clouds to God's right hand; There we sit in heavenly places, There with Thee in glory stand. Jesus reigns, adored by angels; Man with God is on the throne. Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension We by faith behold our own. 6. Glory be to God the Father; Glory be to God the Son, Dying, risen, ascending for us, Who the heavenly realm hath won. Glory to the Holy Spirit! To One God in Persons Three Glory both in earth and heaven, Glory, endless glory, be. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #218 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 68:18 Author: Christopher Wordsworth, 1862, cento Composer: Henry Smart, 1868 Tune: "Rex Gloriae" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Head That Once was Crowned with Thorns" by Thomas Kelly, 1769-1854 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.164 1. The Head that once was crowned with thorns Is crowned with glory now; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. 2. The highest place that heaven affords Is His, is His by right, The King of kings and Lord of lords, And heaven's eternal Light; 3. The Joy of all who dwell above, The Joy of all below To whom He manifests His love And grants His name to know. 4. To them the cross, with all its shame, With all its grace, is given; Their name an everlasting name, Their joy the joy of heaven. 5. They suffer with their Lord below, They reign with Him above, Their profit and their joy to know The mystery of His love. 6. The cross He bore is life and health, Though shame and death to Him: His people's hope, His people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #219 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 2:10 Author: Thomas Kelly, 1820 Composer: Jeremiah Clarke, 1709 Tune: "St. Magnus" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, My Great High Priest" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.165 1. Jesus, my great High Priest, Offered His blood and died; My guilty conscience seeks No sacrifice beside. His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. 2. To this dear Surety's hand Will I commit my cause; He answers and fulfils His Father's broken laws. Behold my soul at freedom set; My Surety paid the dreadful debt. 3. My Advocate appears For my defense on high; The Father bows His ears And lays His thunder by. Not all that hell or sin can say Shall turn His heart, His love, away. 4. Should all the hosts of death And powers of hell unknown Put their most dreadful forms Of rage and mischief on, I shall be safe, for Christ displays Superior power and guardian grace. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #220 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 9:11, 12 Author: Isaac Watts, 1709, cento Titled: "Join All the Glorious Names" Composer: John Goss, 1853 Tune: "Bevan" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hark! Ten Thousand Harps and Voices" by Thomas Kelly, 1769-1854 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.165 1. Hark! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above; Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices,-- Jesus reigns, the God of Love. See, He sits on yonder throne; Jesus rules the world alone. 2. Come, ye saints, unite your praises With the angels round His throne; Soon, we hope, our God will raise us To the place where He is gone. Meet it is that we should sing, "Glory, glory, to our King!" 3. Sing how Jesus came from heaven, How He bore the cross below, How all power to Him is given, How He reigns in glory now; 'Tis a great and endless theme, Oh, 'tis sweet to sing of Him! 4. Jesus, hail! Thy glory brightens All above and gives it worth; Lord of Life, Thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms Thy saints on earth. When we think of love like Thine, Lord, we own it love divine. 5. King of Glory, reign forever; Thine an everlasting crown. Nothing from Thy love shall sever Those whom Thou hast made Thine own, Happy objects of Thy grace, Destined to behold Thy face. 6. Savior, hasten Thine appearing; Bring, oh, bring, the glorious day When, the awe-full summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away; Then with golden harps we'll sing, "Glory, glory, to our King!" _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #221 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 1:6 Author: Thomas Kelly, 1806, ab. Composer: Joachim Neander, 1680 Tune: "Neander" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Look, Ye Saints, the Sight Is Glorious" by Thomas Kelly, 1769-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious; See the Man of Sorrows now! From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to Him shall bow. Crown Him! Crown Him! Crowns become the Victor's brow. 2. Crown the Savior! Angels, crown Him! Rich the trophies Jesus brings; On the seat of power enthrone Him While the vault of heaven rings. Crown Him! Crown Him! Crown the Savior King of kings. 3. Sinners in derision crowned Him, Mocking thus the Savior's claim; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His name. Crown Him! Crown Him! Spread abroad the Victor's fame! 4. Hark, those bursts of acclamation! Hark, those loud triumphant chords! Jesus takes the highest station; Oh, what joy the sight affords! Crown Him! Crown Him! King of kings and Lord of lords! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #222 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Phil. 2:9-11 Author: Thomas Kelly, 1809 Composer: William H. Monk, 1871 Tune: "Coronae" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "We Thank Thee, Jesus, Dearest Friend" by Unknown Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. We thank Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend, That Thou didst into heaven ascend. O blessed Savior, bid us live And strength to soul and body give. Hallelujah! 2. Ascended to His throne on high, Hid from our sight, yet always nigh; He rules and reigns at God's right hand And has all power at His command. Hallelujah! 3. The man who trusts in Him is blest And finds in Him eternal rest; This world's allurements we despise And fix on Christ alone our eyes. Hallelujah! 4. We therefore heartily rejoice And sing His praise with cheerful voice; He captive led captivity, From bitter death He set us free. Hallelujah! 5. Through Him we heirs of heaven are made; O Brother, Christ, extend Thine aid That we may firmly trust in Thee And through Thee live eternally. Hallelujah! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #223 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Eph. 4:8 Author: Unknown, 1607, cento. Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1880, alt. Titled: "Wir danken dir, Herr Jesu Christ" Tune: "Erschienen ist" Composer: Nikolaus Herman, 1560 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Holy Ghost, God and Lord!" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Come, Holy Ghost, God and Lord! Be all Thy graces now out poured On each believer's mind and heart; Thy fervent love to them impart. Lord, by the brightness of Thy light, Thou in the faith dost men unite Of every land and every tongue; This to Thy praise, O Lord, our God, be sung. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 2. Thou holy Light, Guide Divine, Oh, cause the Word of Life to shine! Teach us to know our God aright And call Him Father with delight. From every error keep us free; Let none but Christ our Master be That we in living faith abide, In Him, our Lord, with all our might confide. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 3. Thou holy Fire, Comfort true, Grant us the will Thy work to do And in Thy service to abide; Let trials turn us not aside. Lord, by Thy power prepare each heart And to our weakness strength impart That bravely here we may contend, Through life and death to Thee, our Lord, ascend. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! ________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 224 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 2: 4 Author: Martin Luther Translated by: composite Titled: "Komm, Heiliger Geist, Herre Gott" Tune: "Komm, Heiliger Geist, Herre Gott" 15th-century melody ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Holy Spirit, Come" by Joseph Hart, 1712-1768 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.168 1. Come, Holy Spirit, Come! Let Thy bright beams arise; Dispel the sorrow from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. 2. Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove, And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never-dying love. 3. Convince us of our sin, Then lead to Jesus' blood, And to our wondering view reveal The mercies of our God. 4. 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, To pour fresh life into each part, And new-create the whole. 5. Dwell, therefore, in our hearts; Our minds from bondage free; Then shall we know and praise and love The Father, Son, and Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #225 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 51: 10-12 Author: Joseph Hart, 1759, cento Composer: Lowell Mason, 1832 Tune: _Boylston_ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Oh, Come, Thou Quickening Spirit" by Heinrich Held, 1620 ca.-1659 Translated by Charles W. Schaeffer, 1813-1896 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Come, oh, come, Thou quickening Spirit, God from all eternity! May Thy power never fail us; Dwell within us constantly. Then shall truth and life and light Banish all the gloom of night. 2. Grant our hearts in fullest measure Wisdom, counsel, purity, That they ever may be seeking Only that which pleaseth Thee. Let Thy knowledge spread and grow, Working error's overthrow. 3. Show us, Lord, the path of blessing; When we trespass on our way, Cast, O Lord, our sins behind Thee And be with us day by day. Should we stray, O Lord, recall; Work repentance when we fall. 4. With our spirit bear Thou witness That we are the sons of God Who rely upon Him solely When we pass beneath the rod; For we know, as children should, That the cross is for our good. 5. Prompt us, Lord, to come before Him With a childlike heart to pray; Sigh in us, O Holy Spirit, When we know not what to say. Then our prayer is not in vain, And our faith new strength shall gain. 6. If our soul can find no comfort And despondency grows strong That the heart cries out in anguish: "O my God, how long, how long?" Comfort then the aching breast, Grant us courage, patience, rest. 7. Holy Spirit, strong and mighty. Thou who makest all things new, Make Thy work within us perfect And the evil Foe subdue. Grant us weapons for the strife And with victory crown our life. 8. Guard, O God, our faith forever; Let not Satan, death, or shame Ever part us from our Savior; Lord our Refuge is Thy name. Though our flesh cry ever: Nay! Be Thy Word to us still Yea! 9. And when life's frail thread is breaking. Then assure us more and more, As the heirs of life unending, Of the glory there in store, Glory never yet expressed, Glory of the saints at rest. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #226 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 8:15 Author: Heinrich Held, c. 1664 Translated by: Charles W. Schaeffer, 1866, alt. Titled: "Komm, o komm, du Geist des Lebens" Composer: J. Christoph Bach, 1680 Tune: "Komm, o komm, du Geist" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Holy Ghost, in Love" Translated by Ray Palmer, 1808-1887 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.169-170 1. Come, Holy Ghost, in love Shed on us from above Thine own bright ray. Divinely good Thou art; Thy sacred gifts impart To gladden each sad heart. Oh, come today! 2. Come, tenderest Friend and best, Our most delightful Guest, With soothing power. Rest which the weary know, Shade mid the noontide glow, Peace when deep griefs o'erflow, Cheer us this hour. 3. Come, Light serene and still, Our inmost bosoms fill, Dwell in each breast. We know no dawn but Thine; Send forth Thy beams divine On our dark souls to shine And make us blest. 4. Exalt our low desires, Extinguish passion's fires, Heal every wound. Our stubborn spirits bend, Our icy coldness end, Our devious steps attend While heavenward bound. 5. Come, all the faithful bless; Let all who Christ confess His praise employ. Give virtue's rich reward, Victorious death accord And, with our glorious Lord, Eternal joy. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #227 Text: Exek. 36:26 Author: Latin author unknown, c. 1200 Translated by: Ray Palmer, 1858 Titled: "Veni, Sancte Spiritus" Composer: Felice de Giardini, 1769 Tune: "Italian hymn" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Oh, Enter, Lord, Thy Temple" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Oh, enter, Lord, Thy temple, Be Thou my spirit's Guest, Who gavest me, the earth-born, A second birth more blest. Thou in the Godhead, Lord, Though here to dwell Thou deignest, Forever equal reignest, Art equally adored. 2. Oh, enter, let me know Thee And feel Thy power within, The power that breaks our fetters And rescues us from sin; Oh, wash and cleanse Thou me That I may serve Thee truly And render honor duly With perfect heart to Thee. 3. Thou art, O Holy Spirit, The true anointing Oil, Through which are consecrated Soul, body, rest, and toil To Christ, whose guardian wings, Where'er their lot appointed, Protect His own anointed, His prophets, priests, and kings. 4. Thou, Holy Spirit, teachest The soul to pray aright; Thy songs have sweetest music, Thy prayers have wondrous might. Unheard they cannot fall, They pierce the highest heaven Till He His help hath given Who surely helpeth all. 5. Thy gift is joy, O Spirit, Thou wouldst not have us pine; In darkest hours Thy comfort Doth ever brightly shine. And, oh, how oft Thy voice Hath shed its sweetness o'er me And opened heaven before me And bid my heart rejoice! 6. All love is Thine, O Spirit; Thou hatest enmity; Thou lovest peace and friendship, All strife wouldst have us flee; Where wrath and discord reign, Thy whisper kindly pleadeth And to the heart that heedeth Brings love and light again. 7. Our path in all things order According to Thy mind, And when this life is over And all must be resigned, Oh, grant us then to die With calm and fearless spirit And after death inherit Eternal life on high. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #228 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 2: 17 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1653, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: Zeuch ein zu deinen Toren Composer: Johann Crueger, 1653 Tune: Zeuch ein ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Holy Spirit, Hear Us" by Joseph Mohr, 1792-1848 Translated by Claudia F. Hernaman, 1838-1898 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.172 1. Holy Spirit, hear us On this sacred day; Come to us with blessing, Come with us to stay. 2. Come as once Thou camest To the faithful few Patiently awaiting Jesus' promise true. 3. Up to heaven ascending, Our dear Lord has gone; Yet His little children Leaves He not alone. 4. To His blessed promise Now in faith we cling. Comforter, most holy, Spread o'er us Thy wing. 5. Lighten Thou our darkness, Be Thyself our Light; Strengthen Thou our weakness, Spirit of all might. 6. Spirit of Adoption, Make us overflow With Thy sevenfold blessing And in grace to grow. 7. Into Christ baptized Grant that we may be Day and night, dear Spirit, Perfected by Thee! _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #229 Text: I Cor. 12:7-9 Author: Joseph Mohr, 1816 Translated by: Claudia F. Hernaman, 1898 Composer: Friedrich Filitz, 1847 Tune: "Wem in Leidenstagen" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Holy Spirit, God of Love" by Birgitte K. Boye, 1742-1824 Translated by George A.T. Rygh, 1860-1942 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Holy Spirit, God of love, Who our night dost brighten, Shed on us from heaven above, Now our faith enlighten. In Thy light we gather here; Show us that Christ's promise clear Is Amen forver. Jesus, our ascended Lord, Oh, fulfil Thy gracious Word: Bless us with Thy favor! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #230 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 15: 26 Author: Birgitte K. Boye, 1778 Translated by: George A.T. Rygh, 1908, alt. Titled: "O Lue fra Guds Kjaerlighed" Tune: "Der Tag, der ist" Melody: German, 15th century ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "We Now Implore God the Holy Ghost" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. We now implore the Holy Ghost For the true faith, which we need the most, That in our last moments He may befriend us And, as homeward we journey, attend us. Lord, have mercy. 2. Shine in our hearts, O most precious Light, That we Jesus Christ may know aright, Clinging to our Savior, whose blood hath bought us. Who again to our homeland hath brought us. Lord, have mercy. 3. Thou sacred Love, grace on us bestow, Set our hearts with heavenly fire aglow That with hearts united we love each other, Of one mind, in peace with every brother. Lord, have mercy! 4. Thou highest Comfort in every need, Grant that neither shame nor death we heed, That e'en then our courage may never fail us When the Foe shall accuse and assail us. Lord, have mercy! ___________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 231 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 16: 13 Author: unknown, stanza 1 Author: Martin Luther, stanzas 2-4, 1524 Translated by: composite Titled: "Nun bitten wir den Heiligen Geist" Tune: "Nun bitten wir" Sacred melody, c. 1100 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Let Songs of Praises Fill the Sky" by Thomas Cotterill, 1779-1823 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.173 1. Let songs of praises fill the sky: Christ, our ascended Lord, Sends down His Spirit from on high According to His word. All hail the day of Pentecost, The coming of the Holy Ghost! 2. The Spirit by His heavenly breath Creates new life within; He quickens sinners from the death Of trespasses and sin. All hail the day of Pentecost, The coming of the Holy Ghost! 3. The things of Christ the Spirit takes And shows them unto men; The fallen soul His temple makes, God's image stamps again. All hail the day of Pentecost, The coming of the Holy Ghost! 4. Come, Holy Spirit, from above With Thy celestial fire; Come and with flames of zeal and love Our hearts and tongues inspire. Be this our day of Pentecost, The coming of the Holy Ghost! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #232 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 5:5 Author: Thomas Cotterill, 1819 Composer: Herman Ilse, 1910 Tune: "Erfurt" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Come, Holy Ghost, Creator Blest" by Rhabanus Maurus, 776-856 Translated by Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.174 1. Come, Holy Ghost, Creator blest, Vouchsafe within our souls to rest; Come with Thy grace and heavenly aid And fill the hearts which Thou hast made. 2. To Thee, the Comforter, we cry, To Thee, the Gift of God Most High, The Fount of life, the Fire of love, The soul's Anointing from above. 3. The sevenfold gifts of grace are Thine, O Finger of the Hand Divine; True promise of the Father Thou, Who dost the tongue with speech endow. 4. Thy light to every thought impart And shed Thy love in every heart; The weakness of our mortal state With deathless might invigorate. 5. Drive far away our wily Foe And Thine abiding peace bestow; If Thou be our protecting Guide, No evil can our steps betide. 6. Make Thou to us the Father known, Teach us the eternal Son to won And Thee, whose name we ever bless, Of both the Spirit, to confess. 7. Praise we the Father and the Son And Holy Spirit, with them One; And may the Son on us bestow The gifts that from the Spirit flow! Amen. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #233 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 14:26 Author: Rhabanus Maurus, 856 Translated by: Edward Caswall, 1849, alt. Titled: _Veni, Creator Spiritus, Mentes_ Tune: "Komm, Gott Schoepfer" based on "Veni, Creator Spiritus," c. 600 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Holy Ghost, with Light Divine" by Andrew Reed, 1788-1862 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.174-175 1. Holy Ghost, with light divine Shine upon this heart of mine; Chase the shades of night away, Turn the darkness into day. 2. Let me see my Savior's face, Let me all His beauties trace; Show those glorious truths to me Which are only known to Thee. 3. Holy Ghost, with power divine Cleanse this guilty heart of mine; In Thy mercy pity me, From sin's bondage set me free. 4. Holy Ghost, with joy divine Cheer this saddened heart of mine; Yield a sacred, settled peace, Let it grow and still increase. 5. Holy Spirit, all divine, Dwell within this heart of mine; Cast down every idol-throne, Reign supreme, and reign alone. 6. See, to Thee I yield my heart, Shed Thy life through every part; A pure temple I would be, Wholly dedicate to Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #234 Text: 1 Thess. 5:23 Author: Andrew Reed, 1817 Composer: Orlando Gibbons, 1623 Tune: "Light Divine" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "O Holy Spirit, Enter In" by Michael Schirmer, 1606-1673 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.175 1. O Holy Spirit, enter in And in our hearts Thy work begin, Thy temple deign to make us; Sun of the soul, Thou Light Divine, Around and in us brightly shine, To joy and gladness wake us. That we, In Thee Truly living, To The giving Prayer unceasing, May in love be still increasing. 2. Give to thy Word impressive power That in our hearts, from this good hour, As fire it may be glowing; That we confess the Father, Son, And Thee, the Spirit, Three in One, Thy glory ever showing. Stay Thou, Sway now Our souls ever That they never May forsake Thee, But by faith their Refuge make Thee. 3. Thou fountain whence all wisdom flows Which God on pious hearts bestows, Grant us Thy consolation That in our pure faith's unity We faithful witnesses may be Of grace that brings salvation. Hear us, Cheer us By Thy teaching; Let our preaching And our labor Praise Thee, Lord, and serve our neighbor. 4. Left to ourselves, we shall but stray; Oh, lead us on the narrow way, With wisest counsel guide us And give us steadfastness that we May ever faithful prove to Thee Whatever woes betide us. Come, Friend, And mend Hearts now broken, Give a token Thou art near us, Whom we trust to light and cheer us. 5. Thy heavenly strength sustain our heart That we may act the valiant part With Thee as our Reliance, Be Thou our Refuge and our Shield That we may never quit the field, But bid all foes defiance. Descend, Defend From all errors and earth's terrors; Thy salvation Be our constant consolation. 6. O mighty Rock, O Source of Life, Let Thy dear Word, mid doubt and strife, Be strong within us burning That we be faithful unto death, In Thy pure love and holy faith, From Thee true wisdom learning. Thy grace And peace On us shower; By Thy power Christ confessing, Let us win our Savior's blessing. 7. O gentle Dew, from heaven now fall With power upon the hearts of all, Thy tender love instilling, That heart to heart more closely bound, In kindly deeds be fruitful found, The law of love fulfilling; Dwell thus In us. Envy banish; Strife will vanish Where Thou livest. Peace and love and joy Thou givest. 8. Grant that our days, while life shall last, In purest holiness be passed, Be Thou our Strength and Tower. From sinful lust and vanity And from dead works set Thou us free In every evil hour. Keep Thou Pure now From offenses Heart and senses; Blessed Spirit! Let us heavenly life inherit. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #235 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 11:2 Author: Michael Schirmer, 1640, alt. Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "O Heil'ger Geist, kehr bei uns ein" Tune: "Wie schoen leuchtet" Composer: Philipp Nicolai, 1599 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Creator Spirit, by Whose Aid" by Rhabanus Maurus, 776-856 Translated by John Dryden, 1631-1700 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.176 1. Creator Spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come, visit every humble mind; Come, pour Thy joys on humankind; From sin and sorrow set us free And make Thy temples worthy Thee. 2. O Source of uncreated light, The Father's promised Paraclete, Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. 3. Plentous of grace, descend from high Rich in Thy sevenfold energy; Make us eternal truths receive And practice all that we believe; Give us Thyself that we may see The Father and the Son by Thee. 4. Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend the almighty Father's name; The Savior Son be glorified, Who for lost man's redemption died; And equal adoration be, Eternal Paraclete, to Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #236 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 8:9 Author: Rhabanus Maurus, 856, asc. Translated by: John Dryden, 1693, cento, alt. Titled: "Veni, Creator Spiritus, Mentes" Tune: "All' Ehr' und Lob" 1st Published in: _Kirchengesangbuch_ Town: Strassburg, 1541 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "All Glory Be to God on High" by Nikolaus Decius, 1490?-1541 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.177 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; Oh, 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, 'Tis done 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 Thy 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 power availing Avert our woes and calm our dread. For us the Savior's blood was shed; We trust in Thee to save us. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #237 Text: Luke 2:14 Author: Nikolaus Decius, 1525 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Allein Gott in der Hoeh' sei Ehr'" Composer: Nikolaus Decius, 1539, asc. Tune: "Allein Gott in der Hoeh'" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Come, Thou Almighty King" by Unknown Author Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.178 1. Come, Thou almighty King, Help us Thy name to sing, Help us to praise! Father all-glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of Days. 2. Come, Thou Incarnate Word, Gird on Thy mighty sword, Our prayer attend; Come and Thy people bless And give Thy Word success; Stablish Thy righteousness, Savior and Friend! 3. Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear In this glad hour. Thou, who almighty art, Now rule in every heart And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of Power! 4. To the great One in Three Eternal praises be Hence evermore! His sovereign majesty May we in glory see And to eternity Love and adore! __________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #239 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 4:8 Author: unknown, 1757, ab. Composer: Felice de Giardini, 1769 Tune: Italian Hymn ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Father Most Holy, Merciful, and Tender" by Unknown Author Translated by Percy Dearmer, 1867-1936 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Father most holy, merciful, and tender; Jesus, our Savior, with the Father reigning; Spirit all-kindly, Advocate, Defender, Light never waning. 2. Trinity sacred, Unity unshaken; Deity perfect, giving and forgiving, Light of the angels, Life of the forsaken, Hope of all living. 3. Maker of all things, all Thy creatures praise Thee; Lo, all things serve Thee through Thy whole creation. Hear us, Almighty, hear us as we raise Thee Our adoration. 4. To the all-ruling Triune God be glory! Highest and Greatest, help Thou our endeavor; We, too, would praise Thee, giving honor worthy Now and forever. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #240 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 2 Cor. 13:14 Author: Unknown, c. 900 Translated by: Percy Dearmer, 1906 Titled: "O Pater Sancte" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1640 Tune: "Herzliebster Jesu" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Father, in Whom We Live" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.179 1. Father, in whom we live, In whom we are and move, All glory, power, and praise receive For Thy creating love. 2. O Thou Incarnate Word, Let all Thy ransomed race Unite in thanks with one accord For Thy redeeming grace. 3. Spirit of Holiness, Let all Thy saints adore Thy sacred gifts and join to bless Thy heart-renewing power. 4. Eternal Triune Lord, Let all the hosts above, Let all the sons of men record, And dwell upon, Thy love. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #241 Text: Acts 17:28 Author: Charles Wesley, 1747, cento Composer: Aaron Williams, 1770 Tune: "Dover" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Father of Heaven, Whose Love Profound" by Edward Cooper, 1770-1833 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Father of heaven, whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before Thy throne we sinners bend; To us Thy pardoning love extend. 2. Almighty Son, Incarnate Word, Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, Before Thy throne we sinners bend; To us Thy saving grace extend. 3. Eternal Spirit, by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, Before Thy throne we sinners bend; To us Thy quickening power extend. 4. Thrice holy! Father, Spirit, Son, Mysterious Godhead, Three in One, Before Thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life, to us extend. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #242 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 4:11 Author: Edward Cooper, 1805 Tune: "Angelus" 1st Published in: _Heilige Seelenlust_ Town: Breslau, 1657, ad. ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, that I Had a Thousand Voices" by Johann Mentzer, 1658-1734 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Oh, that I Had a Thousand Voices To praise my God with thousand tongues! My heart, which in the Lord rejoices, Would then proclaim in grateful songs To all, wherever I might be, What great things God hath done for me. 2. Dear Father, endless praise I render For soul and body, strangely joined; I praise Thee Guardian kind and tender, For all the noble joys I find So richly spread on every side And freely for my use supplied. 3. I praise Thee, Savior, whose compassion Hath brought Thee down to ransom me; Thy pitying heart sought my salvation, Though keenest woes were heaped on Thee, Brought me from bondage full release, Made me Thine own and gave me peace. 4. Glory and praise, still onward reaching, Be Thine, O Spirit of all grace, Whose holy power and faithful teaching Give me among Thy saints a place! Whate'er of good by me is done Is of Thy grace and light alone. 5. Shall I not, then, be filled with gladness? Shall I not praise Thee evermore And triumph over fear and sadness, E'en when my cup of woe runs o'er? Though heaven and earth shall pass away, Thy loving'kindness stands for aye. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #243 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 148:1 Author: Johann Mentzer, 1704, cento Translated by: composite Titled: "O dass ich tausend Zungen haette" Composer: Kornelius Dretzel, 1731 Tune: "O dass ich tausend" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Glory Be to God the Father" by Horatius Bonar, 1808-1899 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.180 1. Glory be to God the Father, Glory be to God the Son, Glory be to God the Spirit: Great Jehovah, Three in One! Glory, glory, While eternal ages run! 2.Glory be to Him who loved us, Washed us from each spot and stain; Glory be to Him who bought us, Made us kings with Him to reign! Glory, glory, To the Lamb that once was slain! 3. Glory to the King of angels, Glory to the Church's King, Glory to the King of nations; Heaven and earth, your praises bring! Glory, glory, To the King of Glory sing! 4. Glory, blessing, praise eternal! Thus the choir of angels sings; Honor, riches, power, dominion! Thus its praise creation brings. Glory, glory, Glory to the King of kings! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #244 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 19:1 Author: Horatius Bonar, 1866 Composer: Walter G. Whinfield, 1919 Tune: "Worcester" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "God Loved the World So that He Gave" by unknown Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. God loved the world so that He gave His only Son the lost to save That all who would in Him believe Should everlasting life receive. 2. Christ Jesus is the Ground of faith, Who was made flesh and suffered death; All that confide in Him alone Are built on this chief Corner-stone. God would not have the sinner die, His Son with saving grace is nigh, His Spirit in the Word doth teach How man the blessed goal may reach. 4. Be of good cheer, for God's own Son Forgives all sins which thou hast done; Thou'rt justified by Jesus' blood, Thy Baptism grants the highest good. 5. If thou be sick, if death draw near, This truth thy troubled heart can cheer: Christ Jesus saves my soul from death, That is the firmest ground of faith. 6. Glory to God the Father, Son, And Holy Spirit, Three in One! To Thee, O blessed Trinity, Be praise now and eternally! ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #245 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: John 3: 16 Author: unknown, 1791, cento Tranlsated by: August Crull, 1923, alt. Titled: "Also hat Gott die Welt geliebt" Composer: Geroge J. Elvey, 1862 Tune: "St. Crispin" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty" by Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.181 1. Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee; Holy holy, holy, merciful and mighty! God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity! 2. Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. 3. Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee, Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth and sky and sea. Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty! God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity! _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #246 Text: Rev. 4:8 Author: Reginald Heber, 1827 Composer: John B. Dykes, 1861 Tune: ÒNicaeaÓ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "God the Father, Be Our Stay" by Unknown Author, c. 1400 Translated by Richard Massie, 1800-1887 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. God the Father, be our Stay, Oh, let us perish never. Cleanse us from our sins, we pray, And grant us life forever. Keep us from the Evil One; Uphold our faith most holy, Grant us to trust Thee solely With humble hearts and lowly. Let us put God's armor on: With all true Christians running Our heavenly race and shunning The devil's wiles and cunning. Amen, Amen, this be done, So sing we, Hallelujah! 2. Jesus Christ, be Thou our Stay, Oh, let us perish never. Cleanse us from our sins, we pray, And grant us life forever. Keep us from the Evil One; Uphold our faith most holy, Grant us to trust Thee solely With humble hearts and lowly. Let us put God's armor on: With all true Christians running Our heavenly race and shunning The devil's wiles and cunning. Amen, Amen, this be done, So sing we, Hallelujah! 3. Holy Ghost, be Thou our Stay, Oh, let us perish never. Cleanse us from our sins, we pray, And grant us life forever. Keep us from the Evil One; Uphold our faith most holy, Grant us to trust Thee solely With humble hearts and lowly. Let us put God's armor on: With all true Christians running Our heavenly race and shunning The devil's wiles and cunning. Amen, Amen, this be done, So sing we, Hallelujah! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #247 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 18:18 Author: unknown, c. 1400 Translated by: Richard Massie, 1854, alt. Titled: "Gott der Vater wohn' uns bei" Tune: "Gott der Vater wohn'", 14th century melody ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Father of Glory, to Thy Name" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Father of glory, to Thy name Immortal praise we give, Who dost an act of grace proclaim And bid us rebels live. 2. Immortal honor to the Son, Who makes Thine anger cease; Our lives He ransomed with His own And died to make our peace. 3. To Thine almighty Spirit be Immortal glory given, Whose teachings bring us near to Thee And train us up for heaven. 4. Let men with their united voice Adore the eternal God And spread His honors and their joys Through nations far abroad. 5. Let faith and love and duty join One grateful song to raise; Let saints in earth and heaven combine In harmony and praise. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #248 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 135:1 Author: Isaac Watts, c. 1721 Composer: Johann Crueger, 1653 Tune: "Nun danket all'" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Isaiah, Mighty Seer, in Days of Old" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Isaiah, mighty seer, in days of old The Lord of all in Spirit did behold High on a lofty throne, in splendor bright, With flowing train that filled the Temple quite. Above the throne were stately seraphim, Six wings had they, these messengers of Him. With twain they veiled their faces, as was meet, With twain in reverent awe they hid their feet, And with the other twain aloft they soared, One to the other called and praised the Lord: "Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth! Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth! Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth! Behold, His glory filleth all the earth!" The beams and lintels trembled at the cry, And clouds of smoke enwrapped the throne on high. _______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 249 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 6: 1-4 Author: Martin Luther, 1526 Translated by: composite Titled: "Jessia, dem Propheten, das gescha" Tune: "Jessia, dem Propheten" Composer: Martin Luther, 1526 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Holy God, We Praise Thy Name" by Unknown Author, c. 1775 Translated by Clarence A. Walworth, 1820-1900 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.183-184 1. Holy God, we praise thy name; Lord of all, we bow before Thee. All on earth Thy scepter claim, All in heaven above adore Thee. Infinite Thy vast domain, Everlasting is Thy reign. 2. Hark! the glad celestial hymn Angel choirs above are raising; Cherubim and seraphim, In unceasing chorus praising, Fill the heavens with sweet accord: Holy, holy, holy, Lord! 3. Lo, the apostles' holy train Join Thy sacred name to hallow; Prophets swell the glad refrain, And the white-robed martyrs follow, And from morn to set of sun Through the Church the song goes on. 4. Holy Father, holy Son, Holy Spirit, three we name Thee; Though in essence only one, Undivided God we claim Thee And, adoring, bend the knee While we own the mystery. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #250 Text: Luke 2:14, based on the Te Deum Author: Unknown, c. 1775 Translated by: Clarence A. Walworth, 1853, alt. Titled: "Grosser Gott, wir loben dich" Tune: "Grosser Gott" 1st Published in: _Allgemeines Gesangbuch_ Town: Vienna, 1775 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "We All Believe in One True God" by Tobias Clausnitzer, 1619-1684 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.185 1. We All Believe in One True God Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Ever-present Help in need, Praised by all the heavenly host, By whose mighty power alone All is made and wrought and done. 2. We all belive in Jesus Christ, Son of God and Mary's Son, Who descended from His thrones And for us salvation won; By whose cross and death are we Rescued from all misery. 3. We all confess the Holy Ghost, Who from both fore'er proceeds; Who uphold and comforts us In all trials, fears,and needs. Blest and holy Trinity, Praise forever be to Thee! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #252 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: The Apostles' Creed Author: Tobias Clausnitzer, 1668 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Wir glauben all' _einen_ Gott" Tune: "Wir glauben all' an _einen_ Gott" 1st Published in: _Kirchengesangbuch_ Town: Darmstadt, 1699 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "We All Believe in One True God" by Tobias Clausnitzer, 1619-1684 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.185 1. We All Believe in One True God Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Ever-present Help in need, Praised by all the heavenly host, By whose mighty power alone All is made and wrought and done. 2. We all belive in Jesus Christ, Son of God and Mary's Son, Who descended from His thrones And for us salvation won; By whose cross and death are we Rescued from all misery. 3. We all confess the Holy Ghost, Who from both fore'er proceeds; Who uphold and comforts us In all trials, fears,and needs. Blest and holy Trinity, Praise forever be to Thee! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #252 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: The Apostles' Creed Author: Tobias Clausnitzer, 1668 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Wir glauben all' _einen_ Gott" Tune: "Wir glauben all' an _einen_ Gott" 1st Published in: _Kirchengesangbuch_ Town: Darmstadt, 1699 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "In One True God We All Believe" by Juraj Tranovsky, 1591-1637 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. In one true God we all believe And to His name all glory give. Creator of all things is He In the heaven, the earth, the sea. 2. We all believe in God's own Son, Our Lord, the Sole-begotten One; And by the Holy Ghost the same Of a virgin man became. 3. By Pontius Pilate crucified, He suffered on the Tree and died; To show of Satan's reign the end, He did into hell descend. 4. The same Lord Christ of Nazareth Who for all sinners tasted death The third day after He had died Rose with body glorified. 5. In full accord with God's own Word This holy body of our Lord, Although in death's grim grasp it be, Never would corruption see. 6. He then ascended into heaven, Where endless power to Him was given; And there for us in all our needs Graciously He intercedes. 7. From thence He'll come, as once He said, To judge the living and the dead. O righteous Judge, our Savior, come, Take us to our heavenly home! 8. We all confess the Holy Ghost, Who guides the Church, a chosen host, And binds the saints in purest love Here on earth and there above. 9. And to this truth we also cleave, That we forgiveness do receive, True peace and joy and comfort sweet, Daily from the Paraclete. 10. From death our bodies shall arise To endless life beyond the skies; By grace through Jesus we shall rest There in heaven, forever blest. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #253 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: The Apostles' Creed Author: Juraj Tranovsky, 1637 Translated by: composite Titled: "Verime v vsemohouciho" Tune: "Resurgenti Nazareno" Bohemian melody, 1505 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Stars of the Morning, So Gloriously Bright" by St. Joseph the Hymnographer, c. 800-883 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright, Filled with celestial virtue and light, These that, where night never followeth day, Praise the Thrice Holy One ever and aye. 2. These are Thy ministers, these dost Thou own, Lord God of Sabaoth, nearest Thy throne; These are Thy messengers, these dost Thou send, Help of the helpless ones, man to defend. 3. Then, when the earth was first poised in mid space, Then, when the planets first sped on their race, Then, when were ended the six days' employ, Then all the sons of God shouted for joy. 4. Still let them succor us, still let them fight, Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right, Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour, We with the angels may bow and adore. Amen. ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #255 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Job 38:7 Author: St. Joseph the Hymnographer, 883, cento Translated by: John M. Neale, 1862 Titled: "Phohstehres tehs aulon ousias" Tune: "O quanta qualia" Melody: Plain-song melody, c. 1650 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "Around the Throne of God a Band" by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Around the throne of God a band Of glorious angels ever stand; Bright things they see sweet harps they hold, And on their heads are crowns of gold. 2. Some wait around Him, ready still To sing His praise and do His will; And some, when He commands them, go To guard His servants here below. 3. Lord, give Thy angels every day Command to guide us on our way And bid them every evening keep Their watch around us while we sleep. 4. So shall no wicked thing draw near To do us harm or cause us fear; And we shall dwell, when life is past, With angels round Thy throne at last. __________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #256 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 91:11 Author: John M. Neale, 1842, cento Tune: "Winchester New" 1st Published in: _Musikalisches Handbuch" Town: Hamburg, 1690 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Brightness of the Father" by Rhabanus Maurus, 776-856 Translated by Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.188 1. Jesus, Brightness of the Father, Life and Strength of all who live, For creating guardian angels Glory to Thy name we give And Thy wondrous praise rehearse, Singing in harmonious verse. 2. Blessed Lord, by their protection Shelter us from harm this day, Keep us pure in flesh and spirit, Save us from the Foe, we pray, And vouchsafe us by Thy grace In Thy Paradise a place. 3. Glory to the almighty Father Sing we with the heavenly host; Glory to the great Redeemer, Glory to the Holy Ghost; Three in one and One in Three, Throughout all eternity! _______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #257 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 91:11 Author: Rhabanus Maurus, 856, asc. Translated by: Edward Caswall, 1849, alt. Titled: "Tibi, Christe, splendor Patris Composer: Joachim Neander, 1680 Tune: "Neander" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord of Our Life and God of Our Salvation by Matthaeus A. von Loewenstern, 1594-1648 Translated by Philip Pusey, 1799-1855 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord of our life and God of our salvation. Star of our night and Hope of every nation, Hear and receive Thy Church's supplication, Lord God Almighty. 2. See round Thine ark the hungry billows curling; See how thy foes their banners are unfurling. Lord, while their darts envenomed they are hurling, Thou canst preserve us. 3. Lord, Thou canst help when earthly armor faileth; Lord, Thou canst save when deadly sin assaileth; Lord, o'er Thy Church nor death nor hell prevaileth; Grant us Thy peace, Lord: 4. Peace in our hearts, our evil thoughts assuaging; Peace in Thy Church where brothers are engaging; Peace when the world its busy war is waging. Calm Thy foes' raging. 5. Grant us Thy help till backward they are driven; Grant them Thy truth that they may be forgiven; Grant peace on earth or, after we have striven, Peace in Thy heaven. __________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #258 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 79:9 Author: by Matthaeus A. von Loewenstern, 1644 Translated by: Philip Pusey, 1840, alt. Titled: "Christe, du Beistand" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1640 Tune: "Herzliebster Jesu" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Flung to the Heedless Winds" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Flung to the heedless winds Or on the waters cast, The martyrs' ashes, watched, Shall gathered be at last. And from that scattered dust, Around us and abroad, Shall spring a plenteous seed Of witnesses for God. 2. The Father hath received Their latest living breath, And vain is Satan's boast Of victory in their death. Still, still, though dead, they speak, And, trumpet-tongued, proclaim To many a wakening land The one availing Name. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 259 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 7: 59 Author: Martin Luther, 1523 st. 9 Translated by: John A. Messenger, 1843 Titled: "Ein neues Lied wir heben an" Tune: "Denby" Composer: Charles J. Dale, 1904 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Lord, Look Down from Heaven, Behold" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Lord, look down from heaven, behold And let Thy pity waken: How few are we within Thy Fold, Thy saints by men forsaken! True faith seems quenched on every hand, Men suffer not Thy Word to stand; Dark times have us o'ertaken. 2. With fraud which they themselves invent Thy truth they have confounded; Their hearts are not with one consent On Thy pure doctrine grounded. While they parade with outward show, They lead the people to and fro, In error's maze astounded. 3. May God root out all heresy And of false teachers rid us Who proudly say: "Now, where is he That shall our speech forbid us? By right or might we shall prevail; What we determine cannot fail; We own no lord and master." 4. Therefore saith God, "I must arise, The poor My help are needing; To Me ascend My people's cries, And I have heard their pleading. For them My saving Word shall fight And fearlessly and sharply smite, The poor with might defending." 5. As silver tried by fire is pure From all adulteration, So through God's Word shall men endure Each trial and temptation. Its light beams brighter through the cross, And, purified from human dross, It shines through every nation. 6. Thy truth defend, O God, and stay This evil generation; And from the error of their way Keep Thine own congregation. The wicked everywhere abound And would Thy little flock confound; But Thou art our Salvation. _____________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 260 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 12 Author: Martin Luther, 1523 Translated by: composite Titled: "Ach Gott vom Himmel, sieh darein" Tune: "Ach Gott vom Himmel" 1st Published in: _Enchiridion_ Town: Erfurt, 1524 __________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Lord, Keep Us Steadfast in Thy Word" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord, keep us steadfast in Thy Word; Curb those who fain by craft and sword Would wrest the Kingdom from Thy Son And set at naught all He hath done. 2. Lord Jesus Christ, Thy power make known, For Thou art Lord of lords alone; Defend Thy Christendom that we May evermore sing praise to Thee. 3. O Comforter of priceless worth. Send peace and unity on earth. Support us in our final strife And lead us out of death to life. ______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 261 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 8: 31 Author: Martin Luther, 1541 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863 Titled: "Erhalt uns, Herr, bei deinem Wort" Tune: "Erhalt uns, Herr" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1543 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "A Mighty Fortress is Our God" by Dr. Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Composite Translation from the Pennsylvania Lutheran CHURCH BOOK of 1868 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. A mighty Fortress is our God, A trusty Shield and Weapon; He helps us free from every need That hath us now o'ertaken. The old evil Foe Now means deadly woe; Deep guile and great might Are his dread arms in fight; On Earth is not his equal. 2. With might of ours can naught be done, Soon were our loss effected; But for us fights the Valiant One, Whom God Himself elected. Ask ye, Who is this? Jesus Christ it is. Of Sabaoth Lord, And there's none other God; He holds the field forever. 3. Though devils all the world should fill, All eager to devour us. We tremble not, we fear no ill, They shall not overpower us. This world's prince may still Scowl fierce as he will, He can harm us none, He's judged; the deed is done; One little word can fell him. 4. The Word they still shall let remain Nor any thanks have for it; He's by our side upon the plain With His good gifts and Spirit. And take they our life, Goods, fame, child and wife, Let these all be gone, They yet have nothing won; The Kingdom our remaineth. _____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #262 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 46 Author: Martin Luther, 1529 Translated by: composite Titled: "Ein' feste Burg ist unser Gott" Composer: Martin Luther, 1529 Tune: "Ein' feste Burg" 1st Published in: Klug's _Gesangbuch_ Town: Wittenberg, 1529 _________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Rev. Robert E. Smith and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123Fax: (219) 481-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "0 Little Flock, Fear Not the Foe" by Johann M. Altenburg, 1584-1640 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.194 1. 0 little flock, fear not the Foe Who madly seeks your overthrow; Dread not his rage and power. What though your courage sometimes faints, His seeming triumph o'er God's saints Lasts but a little hour. 2. Be of good cheer; your cause belongs To Him who can avenge your wrongs; Leave it to Him, our Lord. Though hidden yet from mortal eyes, His Gideon shall for you arise, Uphold you and His Word. 3. As true as God's own Word is true. Not earth nor hell with all their crew Against us shall prevail. A jest and byword are they grown; God is with us, we are His own; Our victory cannot fail. 4. Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer; Great Captain, now Thine arm make bare, Fight for us once again! So shall Thy saints and martyrs raise A mighty chorus to Thy praise, World without end. Amen. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #263 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 12:32 Author: Johann M. Altenburg, 1632, asc., ab. Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1855, alt. Titled: "Verzage nicht, du Haeuflein klein" Tune: "Kommt her zu mir" Melody: German, c. 1400 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Thine Honor Save, O Christ, Our Lord" by Johann Heerman Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Thine honor save, O Christ, our Lord! Hear Zion's cries and help afford; Destroy the wiles of mighty foes Who now Thy Word and truth oppose. 2. Their craft and pomp indeed are great, And of their power thy boast and prate; Our hope they scornfully deride And deem us nothing in their pride. 3. Forgive, O Lord, our sins forgive; Grant us Thy grace and let us live. Convince Thy foes throughout the land That godless counsels shall not stand. 4. That Thou art with us, Lord, proclaim And put our enemies to shame; Confound them in their haughtiness And help Thine own in their distress. 5. Preserve Thy little flock in peace, Nor let Thy boundless mercy cease; To all the world let it appear That Thy true Church indeed is here. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #265 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Ps. 118: 25 Author: Johann Heerman, 1630 Titled: "Rett, o Herr Jesu, rett dein' Ehr'" Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1880, alt. Tune: "Erhalt uns, Herr" 1st Published in: "Geistliche Lieder" Town: Wittenberg, 1543 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "If God Had Not Been on Our Side" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. If God had not been on our side And had not come to aid us, The foes with all their power and pride Would surely have dismayed us; For we, His flock, would have to fear The threat of men both far and near Who rise in might against us. 2. Their furious wrath, did God permit, Would surely have consumed us And as a deep and yawning pit With life and limb entombed us. Like men o'er whom dark waters roll Their wrath would have engulfed our soul And, like a flood, o'erwhelmed us. 3. Blest be the Lord, who foiled their threat That they could not devour us; Our souls, like birds, escaped their net, They could not overpower us. The snare is boken-we are free! Our help is ever, Lord, in Thee, Who madest earth and heaven. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 267 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 124 Author: Martin Luther, 1524 Translated by: composite Titled: "War' Gott nicht mit uns diese Zeit" Tune: "War' Gott nicht mit uns" 1st Published in: _Gesangbuch_ Town: Wittenberg, 1537 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Zion Mourns in Fear and Anguish" By Johann Heermann, 1585-1647 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Zion mourns in fear and anguish, Zion, city of our God. "Ah," she says, "how sore I languish, Bowed beneath the chastening rod! For my God forsook me quite And forgot my sorry plight Mid these troubles now distressing, Countless woes my soul oppressing. 2. "Once," she mourns, "He promised plainly That His help should e'er be near; Yet I now must seek Him vainly In my days of woe and fear. Will His anger never cease? Will He not renew His peace? Will He not show forth compassion And again forgive transgression?" 3. "Zion, surely I do love thee," Thus to her the Savior saith, "Though with many woes I prove thee And thy soul is sad to death. For My troth is pledged to thee; Zion, thou art dear to Me. Deep within My heart I've set thee, That I never can forget thee. 4. "Let not Satan make thee craven; He can threaten, but not harm. On My hands thy name is graven, And thy shield is My strong arm. How, then, could it ever be I should not remember thee, Fail to build thy wall, My city, And look down on thee with pity? 5. "Ever shall Mine eyes behold thee; On My bosom thou art laid. Ever shall My love enfold thee; Never shalt thou lack Mine aid. Neither Satan, war, nor stress Then shall mar thy happiness: With this blessed consolation Be thou firm in tribulation." _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #268 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 49: 14-17 Author: Johann Heermann, 1636, ab. Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1869, alt. Titled: "Zion klagt mit Angst und Schmerzen" Composer: J. Hermann Schein, 1623 Tune: "Zion klagt" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Lord, Our Father, Shall We be Confounded" By Johann Heermann, 1585-1647 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Lord, our Father, shall we be confounded Who, though by trials and by woes surrounded, On Thee alone for help are still relying, To Thee are crying? 2. Lord, put to shame Thy foes who breathe defiance And vainly make their might their sole reliance; In mercy turn to us, the poor and stricken, Our hope to quicken. 3. Be Thou our Helper and our strong Defender; Speak to our foes and cause them to surrender. Yea, long before their plans have been completed, They are defeated. 4. 'Tis vain to trust in man; for Thou, Lord, only Art the Defense and Comfort of the lonely. With Thee to lead, the battle shall be glorious And we victorious. 5. Thou art our Hero, all our foes subduing; Save Thou Thy little flock they are pursuing. We seek Thy help; for Jesus' sake be near us. Great Helper, hear us! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #269 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 22: 5 Author: Johann Heermann, 1630 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1869, alt. Titled: "Herr, unser Gott, lass nicht zuschanden werden" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1640 Tune: "Herzliebster Jesu" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus Calls Us; o'er the Tumult" by Cecil F. Alexander, 1823-1895 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult Of our life's wild, restless sea, Day by day His sweet voice soundeth, Saying, "Christian, follow Me." 2. As of old Saint Andrew heard it By the Galilean lake, Turned from home and toil and kindred. Leaving all for His dear sake. 3. Jesus calls us from the worship Of the vain world's golden stole. From each idol that would keep us, Saying, "Christian, love Me more." 4. In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toll and hours of ease, Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, "Christian, love Me more than these." 5. Jesus calls us; by Thy mercies, Savior, make us hear Thy call, Give our hearts to Thine obedience, Serve and love Thee best of all. Amen. ____________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #270 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 1:40 Author: Cecil F. Alexander, 1852 Tune: "Stuttgart" 1st Published in: _Psalmodia Sacra_ Town: Gotha, 1715 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Word Supreme, Before Creation" by John Keble, 1792-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Word Supreme, before creation Born of God eternally, Who didst will for our salvation To be born on earth and die, Well Thy saints have kept their station, Watching till Thine hour drew nigh. 2. Now 'tis come. and faith espies Thee; Like an eaglet in the morn One in steadfast worship eyes Thee, Thy beloved, Thy latest born. In Thy glory he descries Thee Reigning from the Tree of scorn. 3. Much he asked in loving wonder, On Thy bosom leaning, Lord. In the secret place f thunder Answer kirid didsot Thou accord, Wisdom for Thy Church to I)onder Till the day of dread award. 4. Lo, heaven's doors lift up, revealing How thy judgements earthward move; Scrolls unfolded, trumpets pealing, Wine-cups from the wrath above; Yet o'er all a soft voice stealing, "Little children, trust and love." 5. Thee, the almighty King eternal, Father of the eternal Word, Thee, the Father's Word supernal, Thee, of both the Breath adored, Heaven and earth and realms infernal Own one glorious God and Lord. Amen. __________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #271 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 21:20 Author: John Keble, 1856, cento Tune: "Sieh, hier bin ich" 1st Published in: _Geistrieches Gesangbuch_ Town: Darmstadt, 1698 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Sweet Flowerets of the Martyr Band" by Aurelius C. Prudentius, 348-c. 413 Translated by Henry W. Baker, 1821-1877 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.201 1. Sweet flowerets of the martyr band, Plucked by the tyrant's ruthless hand Upon the threshold of the morn, Like rosebuds by a tempest torn; 2. First victims for the incarnate Lord, A tender flock to feel the sword; Beside the very altar gay, With palm and crown, ye seemed to play. 3. Ah, what availed King Herod's wrath? He could not stop the Savior's path. Alone, while others murdered lay, In safety Christ is borne away. 4. 0 Lord, the Virgin-born, to Thee Eternal praise and glory be, Whom with the Father we adore And Holy Ghost forevermore. Amen. _______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #273 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 14:4 Author: Aurelius C. Prudentius, 413, cento Translated by: Henry W. Baker, 1875, alt. Titled: "Salvete, flores martyrum" Composer: Daniel Vetter, 1713 Tune: "Das walt' Gott Vater" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Praise We the Lord This Day" by Unknown author, 1846 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Praise we the Lord this day, This day so long foretold, Whose promise shone with cheering ray On waiting saints of old. 2. The Prophet gave the sign For faithful men to read: A virgin, born of David's line, Shall bear the promised Seed. 3. Ask not how this should be, But worship and adore Like her whom God's own majesty Came down to shadow o'er. 4. Meekly she bowed her head To hear the gracious word, Mary, the pure and lowly maid, The favored of the Lord. 5. Blessed shall be her name In all the Church on earth, Through whom that wondrous mercy came, the incarnate Savior's birth. 6. Jesus, the Virgin's Son, We praise Thee and adore, Who art with God the Father One And Spirit evermore. Amen. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #274 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Author: Unknown, 1846 Composer: Johann M. Spiess, 1745 Tune: "Swabia" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come unto Me, Ye Weary" by William C. Dix, 1837-1898 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 203 1. "Come unto Me, ye weary, And I will give you rest." O blessed voice of Jesus, Which comes to hearts opprest! It tells of benediction, Of pardon, grace, and peace, Of joy that hath no ending, Of love which cannot cease. 2. "Come unto Me, ye wanderers; And I will give you light." 0 loving voice of Jesus, Which comes to cheer the night! Our hearts were filled with sadness, And we had lost our way; But Thou hast brought us gladness And songs at break of day. 3. "Come unto Me, ye fainting, And I will give you life." 0 cheering voice of Jesus, Which comes to aid our strife! The Foe is stern and eager, The fight is fierce and long; But Thou hast made us mighty And stronger than the strong. 4. And whosoever cometh, I will not cast him out." O patient love of Jesus, Which drives away our doubt, Which, though we be unworthy Of love so great and free, Invites us very sinners To come, dear Lord, to Thee! _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #276 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 6:37 Author: William C. Dix, 1867 Composer: Friedrich K. Anthes, 1847 Tune: "Anthes" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Heard the Voice of Jesus Say" by Horatius Bonar, 1808-1899 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.203 1. I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Come unto Me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down, Thy head upon My breast." I came to Jesus as I was, Weary and worn and sad; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2. I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Behold, I freely give The living water; thirsty one, Stoop down and drink and live." I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream. My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in Him. 3. I heard the voice of Jesus say, "I am this dark world's Light. Look unto Me; thy morn shall rise And all thy day be bright." I looked to Jesus, and I found In Him my Star, my Sun; And in that Light of Life I'll walk Till traveling days are done. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #277 Text: John 6:35 Author: Horatius Bonar, 1846 Composer: John B. Dykes, 1868 Tune: "Vox dilecti" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Delay Not, Delay Not, 0 Sinner, Draw Near" by Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.204 1. Delay not, delay not, 0 sinner, draw near, The waters of life are now flowing for thee. No price is demanded; the Savior is here; Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 2. Delay not, delay not, 0 sinner, to come, For mercy still lingers and calls thee today. Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb; Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 3. Delay not, delay not! The Spirit of Grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take His sad flight And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 4. Delay not, delay not! The hour is at hand; The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade. The dead, small and great, in the Judgment shall stand; What power, then, 0 sinner, shall lend thee its aid? 5. Delay not, delay not! Why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God? A fountain is opened; how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleansed In His pardoning blood? _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #278 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 24:25 Author: Thomas Hastings, 1831 Tune: "Maldwyn" Melody: Welsh melody, c. 1600 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Today Thy Mercy Calls Us" by Oswald Allen, 1816-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.204 1. Today Thy mercy calls us To wash away our sin. However great our trespass, Whatever we have been, However long from mercy Our hearts have turned away, Thy precious blood can cleanse us And make us white today. 2. Today Thy gate is open, And all who enter in Shall find a Father's welcome And pardon for their sin. The past shall be forgotten, A present joy be given, A future grace be promised, A glorious crown in heaven. 3. Today our Father calls us, His Holy Spirit waits; His blessed angels gather Around the heavenly gates. No question will be asked us How often we have come; Although we oft have wandered, It is our Father's home. 4. 0 all-embracing Mercy, 0 ever-open Door, What should we do without Thee When heart and eye run o'er? When all things seem against us, To drive us to despair, We know one gate is open, One ear will hear our prayer. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #279 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 3:8 Author: Oswald Allen, 1861 Composer: Friedrich K. Anthes, 1847 Tune: "Anthes" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Return, 0 Wanderer, Return" by William B. Collyer, 1782-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Return, 0 wanderer, return And seek an injured Father's face. Those warm desires that in thee burn Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2. Return, 0 wanderer, return And seek a Father's melting heart, His pitying eyes thy grief discern, His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 3. Return, 0 wanderer, return; Thy Savior bids thy spirit live. Go to His bleeding feet and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 4. Return, 0 wanderer, return And wipe away the falling tear; 'Tis God who says, "No longer mourn"; 'Tis Mercy's voice invites thee near. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #280 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 15:18 Author: William B. Collyer, 1806, cento, alt. Composer: Herbert S. Oakeley, 1874 Tune: "Abends" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Savior Calls; Let Every Ear" by Anne Steele, 1716-1778 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.205 1. The Savior calls; let every ear Attend the heavenly sound. Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear; Hope smiles reviving round. 2. For every thirsty, Ionging heart Here streams of bounty flow And life and health and bliss impart To banish mortal woe. 3. Here springs of sacred pleasures rise To ease your every pain; Immortal fountain, full supplies! Nor shall you thirst in vain. 4. Ye sinners, come, 'tis Mercy's voice; The gracious call obey; Mercy invites to heavenly joys, And can you yet delay? 5. Dear Savior, draw reluctant hearts; To Thee let sinners fly And take the bliss Thy love imparts And drink and never die. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #281 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 11:28 Author: Anne Steele, 1760 Composer: Carl G. Glaeser, 1829 Tune: "Azmon" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Christians, Come, in Sweetest Measures" by Adam of St. Victor, d. 1172 or 1192 Translated by Robert Campbell, 1814-1868 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.206 1. Christians, come, in sweetest measures Sing of those who spread the treasures In the holy Gospels shrined; Blessed tidings of salvation, Peace on earth their proclamation, Love from God to lost mankind. 2. See the rivers four that gladden With their streams the better Eden, Planted by our Savior dear. Christ the fountain, these the waters. Drink, O Zion's sons and daughters; Drink and find salvation here. 3. Here our souls, by Jesus sated, More and more shall be translated Earth's temptations far above; Freed from sin's abhorred dominion, Soaring on angelic pinion, They shall reach the Source of love. 4. Then shall thanks and praise ascending For Thy mercies without ending Rise to Thee, O Savior blest. With Thy gracious aid defend us, Let Thy guiding light attend us, Bring us to Thy place of rest. _________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #282 Text: Gen. 2:10 Author: Adam of St. Victor, c. 1150, cento Translated by: Robert Campbell, 1850, alt. Titled: "Iucundare, plebs fidelis" Composer: Johann B. Koenig, 1738 Tune: "Alles ist an Gottes Segen" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "God's Word Is Our Great Heritage" by Nikolai F. S. Grundtvig, 1783-1872 Translated by Ole G. Belsheim, 1861-1925 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.283 1. God's Word is our great heritage And shall be ours forever; To spread its light from age to age Shall be our chief endeavor. Through life it guides our way, In death it is our stay. Lord, grant, while worlds endure, We keep its teachings pure. Throughout all generations. _____________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #283 Text: Ps. 16:6 Author: Nikolai F. S. Grundtvig, 1817 Translated by: Ole G. Belsheim, 1909 Titled: "Guds Ord det er vort Arvegods" Composer: Fritz Reuter, 1916 Tune: "Reuter" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Father of Mercies, in Thy Word" by Anne Steele, 1716-1778 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.206-207 1. Father of mercies, in Thy Word What endless glory shines! Forever be Thy name adored For these celestial lines. 2. Here may the blind and hungry come And light and food receive; Here shall the lowliest guest have room And taste and see and live. 3. Here springs of consolation rise To cheer the fainting mind, And thirsting souls receive supplies And sweet refreshment find. 4. Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around, And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 5. Oh, may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight; And still new beauties may I see And still increasing light! 6. Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be Thou forever near; Teach me to love Thy sacred Word And view my Savior here. _____________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #284 Text: Ps. 119:127 Author: Anne Steele, 1760, cento Tune: "Bedford" Composer: William Wheall, 1729 _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "How Precious is the Book Divine" by John Fawcett, 1740-1817 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.207 1. How precious is the Book Divine, By inspiration given! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine To guide our souls to heaven. 2. It's light, descending from above Our gloomy world to cheer, Displays a Savior's boundless love And brings his glories near. 3. It shows to man his wandering ways And where his feet have trod, And brings to view the matchless grace Of a forgiving God. 4. O'er all the straight and narrow way Its radiant beams are cast; A light whose never weary ray Grows brightest at the last. 5. It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears, Life, light, and joy it still imparts And quells our rising fears. 6. This lamp through all the tedious night Of life shall guide our way Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. ___________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #285 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 119:105 Author: John Fawcett, 1782 Tune: "Walder" Composer: Johann J. Walder, 1788 ________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "How Shall the Young Secure Their Hearts" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) pp. 207-208 1. How shall the young secure their hearts And guard their lives from sin? Thy Word the choicest rules imparts To keep the conscience clean. 2. "Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, That guides us all the day, And through the dangers of the night A lamp to lead our way. 3. The starry heavens Thy rule obey, The earth maintains her place; And these Thy servants, night and day, Thy skill and power express. 4. But still Thy Law and Gospel, Lord, Have lessons more divine; Not earth stands firmer than Thy Word, Nor stars so nobly shine. 5. Thy Word is everlasting truth; How pure is every page! That holy Book shall guide our youth And well support our age. _________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #286 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 119:9 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719, cento Composer: Alexander R. Reinagle, 1836 Tune: "St. Peter" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "That Man a Godly Life Might Live" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. That man a Godly life might live, God did these Ten Commandments give By His true servant Moses, high Upon the Mount Sinai. Have mercy, Lord! 2. I am thy God and Lord alone, No other God beside Me own; Put thy whole confidence in Me And love Me e'er cordially. Have mercy, Lord! 3. By idle word and speech profane Take not My holy name in vain And praise but that as good and true Which I Myself say and do. Have mercy, Lord! 4. Hallow the day which God hath blest That thou and all thy house may rest; Keep hand and heart from labor free That God may so work in thee. Have mercy, Lord! 5. Give to thy parents honor due, Be dutiful, and loving, too, And help them when their strength decays, So shalt thou have length of days. Have mercy, Lord! 6. In sinful wrath thou shalt not kill Nor hate nor render ill for ill; Be patient and of gentle mood, And to thy foe do thou good. Have mercy, Lord! 7. Be faithful to thy marriage vows, Thy heart give only to thy spouse; Thy life keep pure, and lest thou sin, Use temperance and discipline. Have mercy, Lord! 8. Steal not; all usury abhor Nor wring their life-blood from the poor, But open wide thy loving hand To all the poor in the land. Have mercy, Lord! 9. Bear not false witness nor belie Thy neighbor by foul calumny. Defend his innocence from blame; With charity hide his shame. Have mercy, Lord! 10. Thy neighbor's house desire thou not, His wife, nor aught that he hath got, But wish that his such good may be As thy heart doth wish for thee. Have mercy, Lord! 11. God these commandments gave therein To show thee, child of man, thy sin And make thee also well perceive How man unto God should live. Have mercy, Lord! 12. Help us, Lord Jesus Christ, for we A Mediator have in Thee; Our works cannot salvation gain; Thy merit but endless pain. Have mercy, Lord! ___________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 287 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ex. 20: 1-17 Author: Martin Luther, 1524 Translated by: Richard Massie, 1854, alt. Titled: "Dies sind die heil'gen Zehn Gebot'" Tune: "Dies sind die heil'gen" German melody, c. 1200 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord, Help Us Ever to Retain" by Ludwig Helmbold Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942), p. 209 1. Lord, help us ever to retain The Catechism's doctrine plain As Luther taught the Word of Truth In simple style to tender youth. 2. Help us Thy holy Law to learn, To mourn our sin, and from it turn In faith to Thee and to Thy Son And Holy Spirit, Three in One. 3. Hear us, dear Father, when we pray For needed help from day to day That as Thy children we may live, Whom Thou in Baptism didst receive. 4. Lord, when we fall and sin doth stain, Absolve and lift us up again; And through the Sacrament increase Our faith till we depart in peace. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #288 from The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal Text: Ex. 20: 1-17 Author: Ludwig Helmbold, 1594 Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1880, alt. Titled: "Her Gott, erhalt uns fuer und fuer" Tune: "Herr Jesu Christ, mein's" 1st Published in: _As Hymnodus Sacer_ Town: Leipzig, 1625 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Law Commands and Makes Us Know" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.210 1. The Law commands and makes us know What duties to our God we owe; But 'tis the Gospel must reveal Where lies our strength to do his will. 2. The Law discovers guilt and sin And shows how vile our hearts have been; The Gospel only can express Forgiving love and cleansing grace. 3. What curses doth the Law denounce Against the man who fails but once! But in the Gospel Christ appears, Pardoning the guilt of numerous years. 4. My soul, no more attempt to draw Thy life and comfort from the Law Fly to the hope the Gospel gives; The man that trusts the promise lives. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #289 Text: Ps. 19:9 Author: Isaac Watts, 1709 Tune: "Old Hundredth" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_,1551 _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "We Have a Sure Prophetic Word" By Emanuel Cronenwett, 1841-1931 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. We have a sure prophetic Word By inspiration of the Lord; And though assailed on every hand, Jehovah's Word shall ever stand. 2. By powers of empire banned and burned, By pagan pride rejected, spurned, The Word still stands the Christian's trust While haughty empires lie in dust. 3. Lo, what the Word in times of old Of future days and deeds foretold Is all fulfilled while ages roll, As traced on the prophetic scroll. 4. Abiding, steadfast, firm, and sure, The teachings of the Word endure. Blest he who trusts this steadfast Word; His anchor holds in Christ, the Lord. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #290 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 2 Pet. 1: 19 Author: Emanuel Cronenwett, 1880 Tune: "Wo Gott zum Haus" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1535 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lamp of Our Feet Whereby We Trace" by Bernard Barton, 1784-1849 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.210 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 break 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. __________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #291 Text: Ps. 119:105 Author: Bernard Barton, 1826 Composer: William Croft, 1708 Tune: "St. Anne" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus Christ, With Us Abide" by Nikolaus Selnecker, 1532-1592 Translated by composite Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide, For round us falls the eventide; Nor let Thy Word, that heavenly light, For us be ever veiled in night. 2. In these last days of sore distress Grant us, dear Lord, true steadfastness That pure we keep, till life is spent, Thy holy Word and Sacrament. 3. Lord Jesus, help, Thy Church uphold, For we are sluggish, thoughtless, cold. Oh, prosper well Thy Word of grace And spread its truth in every place! 4. Oh, keep us in Thy Word, we pray; The guile and rage of Satan stay! Oh, may Thy mercy never cease! Give concord, patience, courage, peace. 5. O God, how sin's dread works abound! Throughout the earth no rest is found, And falsehood's spirit wide has spread, And error boldly rears its head. 6. The haughty spirits, Lord, restrain Who o'er Thy Church with might would reign And always set forth something new, Devised to change Thy doctrine true. 7. And since the cause and glory, Lord, Are Thine, not ours, to us afford Thy help and strength and constancy. With all our heart we trust in Thee. 8. A trusty weapon is Thy Word, Thy Church's buckler, shield and sword. Oh, let us in its power confide That we may seek no other guide! 9. Oh, grant that in Thy holy Word We here may live and die, dear Lord; And when our journey endeth here, Receive us into glory there. _____________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #292 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 24:29 Author: Nikolaus Selnecker et al., 1611 Translated by: composite Titled: "Ach bleib bei uns, Herr Jesu Christ" Tune: "Ach bleib bei uns" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Leipzig,1589 ________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _________________________________________________________________ "O Holy Spirit, Grant Us Grace" by Bartholomaeus Ringwaldt, 1532-c.1600 Translated by Oluf H. Smeby, 1851-1929 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941)p.211 1. O Holy Spirit, grant us grace That we our Lord and Savior In faith and fervent love embrace And truly serve Him ever, So that when death is drawing nigh, We to His open wounds may fly And find in them salvation. 2. Help us that we Thy saving Word In faithful hearts may treasure; Let e'er that Bread of Life afford New grace in richest measure. Yea, let us die to every sin, For heaven create us new within That fruits of faith may flourish. 3. And when our earthly race is run, Death's bitter hour impending, Then may Thy work in us begun Continue till life's ending, Until we gladly may commend Our souls into our Savior's hand To rest in peace eternal. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #293 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 19:7 Author: Bartholomaeus Ringwaldt, 1581 Translated by: Oluf H. Smeby, 1909 Titled: "Gott Heil'ger Geist, hilf uns mit Grund" Tune: "Es ist gewisslich" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1535 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Word of God Incarnate" by William W. How, 1823-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.212 1. O Word of God Incarnate, O Wisdom from on high, O Truth unchanged, unchanging, O Light of our dark sky, We praise Thee for the radiance That from the hallowed page, A lantern to our footsteps Shines on from age to age. 2. The Church from her dear Master Received the gift divine, And still that light she lifteth O'er all the earth to shine. It is the golden casket Where gems of truth are stored; It is the heaven-drawn picture Of Christ, the living Word. 3. And when our earthly race is run, Death's bitter hour impending, Then may Thy work in us begun Continue till life's ending, Until we gladly may commend Our souls into our Savior's hand To rest in peace eternal. _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #294 Text: Ps. 119:105 Author: William W. How, 1867 Tune: "Munich" 1st Published in: _Neuvermehrtes Gesangbuch_ Town: Meiningen, 1693 _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "The Law of God Is Good and Wise" by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The Law of God is good and wise And sets His will before our eyes, Shows us the way of righteousness, And dooms to death when we transgress. 2. Its light of holiness imparts The knowledge of our sinful hearts That we may see our lost estate And seek deliverance ere too late. 3. To those who help in Christ have found And would in works of love abound It shows what deeds are His delight And should be done as food and right. 4. When men the offered help disdain And wilfully in sin remain, Its terror in their ear resounds And keeps their wickedness in bounds. 5. The Law is good; but since the Fall Its holiness condemns us all; It dooms us for our sin to die And has no power to justify. 6. To Jesus we for refuge flee, Who from the curse has set us free, And humbly worship at His throne, Saved by His grace through faith alone. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #295 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 19: 8 Author: Matthias Loy, 1863 Tune: "Erhalt uns, Herr" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1543 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Speak, O Lord, Thy Servant Heareth" by Anna Sophia of Hesse, 1638-1683 Translated by George A.T. Rygh, 1860-1942 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Speak, O Lord, Thy servant heareth, To Thy Word I now give heed; Life and spirit Thy Word beareth, All Thy Word is true indeed. Death's dread power in me is rife; Jesus, may Thy Word of Life Fill my soul with love's strong fervor That I cling to Thee forever. 2. Oh, what blessing to be near Thee And to hearken to Thy voice! May I ever love and fear Thee That Thy Word may be my choice! Oft were hardened sinners, Lord, Struck with terror by Thy Word; But to him who for sin grieveth Comfort sweet and hope it giveth. 3. Lord, Thy words are waters living Where I quench my thirsty need; Lord, Thy words are bread life-giving, On Thy words my Soul doth feed. Lord, Thy words shall be my light Through death's vale and dreary night; Yea, they are my sword prevailing And my cup of joy unfailing. 4. Precious Jesus, I beseech Thee, May Thy words take root in me; May this gift from heaven enrich me So that I bear fruit for Thee! Take them never from my heart Till I see Thee as Thou art, When in heavenly bliss and glory I shall greet Thee and adore Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #296 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Sam. 3: 10 Author: Anna Sophia of Hesse, 1658 Translated by: George A.T. Rygh, 1909 Titled: "Rede, liebster Jesus, rede" Composer: Johann Schop, 1642 Tune: "Werde munter" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Gospel Shows the Father's Grace" by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The Gospel shows the Father's grace, Who sent His Son to save our race, Proclaims how Jesus lived and died That man might thus be justified. 2. It sets the Lamb before our eyes, Who made the atoning sacrifice, And call the souls with guilt opprest To come and find eternal rest. 3. It brings the Savior's righteousness Our souls to robe in royal dress; From all our guilt it brings release And gives the troubled conscience peace. 4. It is the power of God to save From sin and Satan and the grave; It works the faith, which firmly clings To all the treasures which it brings. 5. It bears to all the tidings glad And bids their hearts no more be sad; The heavy-laden souls it cheers And banishes their guilty fears. 6. May we in faith its tidings learn Nor thanklessly its blessings spurn; May we in faith its truth confess And praise the Lord our Righteousness! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #297 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: John 3: 16 Author: Matthias Loy, 1863 Tune: Herr Jesu Christ, dich 1st Published in: "Cantionale Germanicum" Town: Dresden, 1628 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Baptized Into Thy Name Most Holy" by Johann J. Rambach, 1693-1735 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.214 1. Baptized into Thy name most holy, O Father, Son and Holy Ghost, I claim a place, though weak and lowly, Among Thy seed, Thy chosen host. Buried with Christ and dead to sin, Thy Spirit now shall live within. 2. My loving Father, Thou dost take me To be henceforth Thy child and heir; My faithful Savior, Thou dost make me The fruit of all Thy sorrows share; Thou, Holy Ghost, wilt comfort me When darkest clouds around I see. 3. And I have vowed to love and fear Thee And to obey Thee, Lord, alone; Because the Holy Ghost did move me, I dared to pledge myself Thine own, Renouncing sin to keep the faith And war with evil unto death. 4. My faithful God, Thou failest never, Thy covenant surely will abide; Oh, cast me not away forever Should I transgress it on my side! Though I have oft my soul defiled, Do Thou forgive, restore, Thy child. 5. Yea, all I am and love most dearly I offer now, O Lord, to Thee, Oh, let me make my vows sincerely And help me Thine own child to be! Let naught within me, naught I own, Serve any will but Thine alone. 6. And never let my purpose falter, O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, But keep me faithful to Thine altar Till Thou shalt call me from my post, So unto Thee I live and die And praise Thee evermore on high. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #298 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt 28:19 Author: Johann J. Rambach, 1734, ab. Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Ich bin getauft auf deinen Namen" Composer: Kornelius Dretzel, 1731 Tune: "O dass ich tausend" ________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _________________________________________________________________ "Dearest Jesus, We Are Here" by Benjamin Schmolck, 1672-1737 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.215 1. Dearest Jesus, we are here, Gladly Thy command obeying; With this child we now draw near In accord with Thine own saying That to Thee it shall be given As a child and heir of heaven. 2. Yea, Thy word is clear and plain, And we would obey it duly: "He who is not born again, Heart and life renewing truly, Born of water and the Spirit, Can My kingdom not inherit." 3. Therefore hasten we to Thee, In our arms this infant bearing; Let us here Thy glory see Let this child, Thy mercy sharing, In Thine arms be shielded ever, Thine on earth and Thine forever. 4. Gracious Head, Thy member own; Shepherd, take Thy lamb and feed it; Prince of Peace, make here Thy throne; Way of Life, to heaven lead it; Precious Vine, let nothing sever From Thy side this branch forever. 5. Now into Thy heart we pour Prayers that from our hearts proceeded. Our petitions heavenward soar; May our warm desires be heeded! Write the name we now have given, Write it in the book of heaven. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #300 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 10:13-16 Author: Benjamin Schmolck, 1704, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Liebster Jesu, wir sind hier" Composer: Johann R. Ahle, 1664 Tune: "Liebster Jesu" ________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _________________________________________________________________ "He that Believes and is Baptized" by Thomas Kingo, 1634-1703 Translated by George A.T. Rygh, 1860-1942 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 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 That by this Sacrament we may Eternal life inherit. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #301 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 16: 16 Author: Thomas Kingo, 1689 Translated by: George A.T. Rygh, 1909 Titled: "Enhver som tror og bliver doebt" Tune: "Es ist das Heil" Melody: German, c. 1400 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Savior Kindly Calls" by Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Adapted by Henry U. Onderdonk, 1789-1858 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The Savior kindly calls Our children to His breast; He folds them in His gracious arms, Himself declares them blest. 2. "Let them approach," He cries, "Nor scorn their humble claim; The heirs of heaven are such as these, For such as these I came." 3. With joy we bring them, Lord, Devoting them to Thee, Imploring that, as we are Thine, Thine may our offspring be. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #302 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 10:14 Author: Philip Doddridge, 1755, cento Adapted by: Henry U. Onderdonk, 1826, ad. Tune: "Franconia" 1st Published in: _Harmonischer Liederschatz_ Town: Frankfurt, 1738 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "This Child We Dedicate To Thee" by unknown author Translated by Samuel Gilman, 1791-1858 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.217 1. This child we dedicate to Thee, O God of grace and purity; Shield it from sin and threatening wrong, And let Thy love its life prolong. 2. Oh, may Thy Spirit gently draw Its willing soul to keep Thy Law! May virtue, piety, and truth Dawn even with its dawning youth! 3. We, too, before Thy gracious sight Once shared the blest baptismal rite And would renew its solemn vow With love and thanks and praises now. 4. Grant that with true and faithful heart We still may act the Christian's part, Cheered by each promise Thou hast given And laboring for the prize in heaven. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #303 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 18:17 Author: unknown Translated by: Samuel Gilman, 1823 Composer: Lowell Mason, 1830 Tune: "Uxbridge" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "An Awe-Full Mystery Is Here" by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. An awe-full mystery is here To challenge faith and waken fear: The Savior comes as food divine, Concealed in earthly bread and wine. 2. This world is loveless, -- but above, What wondrous boundlessness of love! The king of Glory stoops to me My spirit's life and strength to be. 3. In consecrated wine and bread No eye perceives the mystery dread; But Jesus' words are strong and clear: "My body and My blood are here." 4. How dull are all the powers of sense Employed on proofs of love immense! The richest food remains unseen, And highest gifts appear -- how mean! 5. But here we have no boon on earth, And faith alone discerns its worth: The Word, not sense, must be our guide, And faith assure, since sight's denied. 6. Lord, show us still that Thou art good And grant us evermore this food. Give faith to every wavering soul And make each wounded spirit whole. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #304 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: 1 Cor. 11: 23-25 Author: Matthias Loy, 1880 Composer: George J. Elvey, 1862 Tune: St. Crispin ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Soul, Adorn Thyself with Gladness" By Johann Franck, 1618-1677 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Soul, adorn thyself with gladness, Leave behind all gloom and sadness; Come into the daylight's splendor, There with joy thy praises render Unto Him whose grace unbounded Hath this woundrous supper 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 nevermore will leave Thee. 3. He who craves a precious treasure Neither cost nor pain will measure; But the priceless gifts of heaven God to us hath freely given. Though the wealth of earth were proffered, Naught would buy the fits here offered: Christ's true body, for thee riven, And His blood, for thee once given. 4. 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. 5. In my heart I find ascending Holy awe, with rapture blending, As this mystery I ponder, Filling all my soul with wonder, Bearing witness at this hour Of the greatness of Thy power; Far beyond all human telling Is the power within Him dwelling. 6. Human reason, though it ponder, Cannot fathom this great wonder That Christ's body e'er remaineth Though it countless souls sustaineth, And that He His blood is giving With the wine we are receiving. These great mysteries unsounded Are by God alone expounded. 7. Jesus, Sun of Life, my Splendor, Jesus, Thou my Friend most tender, Jesus, Joy of my desiring, Fount of life, my soul inspiring, -- 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. 8. Lord, by love and mercy driven Thou hast left Thy throne in heaven On the cross for us to languish And to die in bitter anguish, To forego all joy and gladness And to shed Thy blood in sadness. By this blood, redeemed and living, Lord, I praise Thee with thanksgiving. 9. 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 Supper let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep love's treasure. Though the gifts Thou here dost give me As Thy guest in heaven receive me. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #305 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 19: 8 Author: Johann Franck, 1649 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt. Titled: "Schmuecke dich, o liebe Seele" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1649 Tune: "Schmuecke dich" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus Christ, Thou hast Prepared" by Samuel Kinner, 1603-1668 Translated by Emanuel Cronenwett, 1841-1931 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord Jesus Christ, Thou hast prepared A feast for our salvation, It is Thy body and Thy blood; And at Thy invitation As weary souls, with sin opprest, We come to Thee for needed rest, For comfort and for pardon. 2. Although Thou didst to heaven ascend, Where angel hosts are dwelling, And in Thy presence they behold Thy glory all excelling, And though Thy people shall not see Thy glory and Thy majesty Till dawns the Judgment morning, 3. Yet, Savior, Thou art not confined To any habitation, But Thou art present everywhere And with Thy congregation. Firm as a rock this truth shall stand, Unmoved by any daring hand Or subtle craft and cunning. 4. We eat this bread and drink this cup, Thy precious Word believing That Thy true body and Thy blood Our lips are here receiving. This word remains forever true, And there is naught Thou canst not do; For Thou, Lord, art almighty. 5. Though reason cannot understand, Yet faith this truth embraces; Thy body, Lord, is everywhere At once in many places. How this can be I leave to Thee, Thy word alone sufficeth me, I trust its truth unfailing. 6. Lord, I believe what Thou hast said, Help me when doubts assail me; Remember that I am but dust And let my faith not fail me. Thy Supper in this vale of tears Refreshes me and stills my fears And is my priceless treasure. 7. Grant that we worthily receive Thy Supper, Lord, our Savior, And, truly grieving o'er our sins, May prove by our behavior That we are thankful for Thy grace And day by day may run our race, In holiness increasing. 8. For Thy consoling Supper, Lord, Be praised throughout all ages! Preserve it, for in every place The world against it rages. Grant that this Sacrament may be A blessed comfort unto me When living and when dying. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #306 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Cor. 11: 26 Author: Samuel Kinner, 1638 Translated by: Emanuel Cronenwett, 1880, ad. Titled: "Herr Jesu Christ, du hast bereit't" Composer: Peter Sohren, 1668 Tune: "Herr Jesu Christ, du hast bereit't" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Draw Nigh and Take the Body of the Lord" author unknown, c. 680 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.220 1. Draw nigh and take the body of the Lord And drink the holy blood for you outpoured. Offered was He for greatest and for least, Himself the Victim and Himself the Priest. 2. He that His saints in this world rules and shields To all believers life eternal yields, With heavenly bread makes them that hunger whole, Gives living waters to the thirsting soul. 3. Approach ye, then, with faithful hearts sincere And take the pledges of salvation here. O Judge of all, our only Savior Thou, In this Thy feast of love be with us now. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #307 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 34:8 Author: Latin author unknown, c. 680 Translated by: John M. Neale, 1851, cento, alt. Titled: "Sancti, venite, corpus Christi sumite" Tune: "Old 124th" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Invited, Lord, by Boundless Grace" By Emanuel Cronenwett, 1841-1931 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Invited, Lord, by boundless grace, I stand a guest before Thy face; As Host Thou spreadst no common food: Here is Thy body and Thy blood. 2. How holy is this Sacrament Where pardon, peace, and life are spent! This bread and cup my lips have pressed; Thou blessedst, and my soul is blessed. 3. Now lettest Thou Thy guest depart With full assurance in his heart. For such communion, Lord, with Thee A new life may my offering be. 4. When Thou shalt in Thy glory come To gather all Thy people home, Then let me, as Thy heavenly guest, In anthems praise Thee with the blest. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #308 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Cor. 11: 26 Author: Emanuel Cronenwett, 1880 Composer: Daniel Vetter, 1713 Tune: "Das walt' Gott Vater" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Jesus, Blessed Lord, to Thee" By Thomas Hansen Kingo, 1634-1703 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Jesus, blessed Lord, to Thee My heartfelt thanks forever be, Who hast so lovingly bestowed On me Thy body and Thy blood. 2. Break forth, my soul, for joy and say What wealth is come to me this day! My Savior dwells within my heart: How blest am I! How good Thou art! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #309 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 2 Cor. 9: 15 Author: Thomas H. Kingo, 1689 Translated by: Arthur J. Mason, 1889 Titled: "O Jesu, soede Jesu, dig" Tune: "Old Hundredth" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Thy Table I Approach" by Gerhard W. Molanus, 1633-1722 Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Thy table I approach, Dear Savior, hear my prayer; Oh, let no unrepented sin Prove hurtful to me there! 2. Lo, I confess my sins And mourn their wretched bands; A contrite heart is sure to find Forgiveness at Thy hands. 3. Thy body and Thy blood, Once slain and shed for me, Are taken here with mouth and soul, In blest reality. 4. Search not how this takes place, This wondrous mystery; God can accomplish vastly more Than seemeth plain to thee. 5. Vouchsafe, O blessed Lord, That earth and hell combined May ne'er about this Sacrament Raise doubt within my mind. 6. Oh, may I never fail To thank Thee day and night For Thy true body and true blood, O God, my Peace and Light! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #310 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Mark 14: 22-25 Author: Gerhard W. Molanus, 1673, cento Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1880, alt. Titled: "Ich trete frisch" Tune: "St. Michael" 1st Published in: "Genevan Psalter," 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus Christ, Our Blessed Savior" by John Huss, 1373?-1415 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.222 1. Jesus Christ, our blessed Savior, Turned away God's wrath forever; By His bitter grief and woe He saved us from the evil Foe. 2. As His pledge of love undying He, this precious food supplying, Gives His body with the bread And with the wine the blood He shed. 3. Whoso to this Board repaireth May take heed how He prepareth; For if he does not believe, Then death for life he shall recieve. 4. Praise the Father, who from heaven Unto us such food hath given And, to mend what we have done, Gave into death His only Son. 5. Thou shalt hold with faith unshaken That this food is to be taken By the sick who are distrest, By hearts that long for peace and rest. 6. Christ says: "Come, all ye that labor, And receive My grace and favor; They who feel no want nor ill Need no physician's help nor skill. 7. "Useless were for thee My Passion, If thy works thy weal could fashion. This feast is not spread for thee If thine own Savior thou wilt be." 8. If thy heart this truth professes And thy mouth thy sin confesses, His dear guest thou here shalt be, And Christ Himself shall banquet thee. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #311 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 10:12 Author: John Huss, 1415, cento, asc. Translated by: unknown Titled: "Iesus Christus, nostra salus" Tune: "Jesus Christus, unser Heiland" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1535 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus Christ, Thou Living Bread" by Johann Rist, 1607-1667 Translated by Arthur T. Russell, 1806-1874 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.224 1. Lord Jesus Christ, Thou living Bread, May I for mine possess Thee. I would with heavenly food be fed; Descend, refresh, and bless me. Now make me meet for Thee, O Lord; Now, humbly by my heart implored, Grant me Thy grace and mercy. 2. Thou me to pastures green dost guide, To quiet waters lead me; Thy table Thou dost well provide And from Thy hand dost feed me. Sin, weakness, and infirmity Am I; O Savior, give to me The cup of Thy salvation. 3. O Bread of heaven, my soul's Delight, For full and free remission With prayer I come before Thy sight, In sorrow and contrition. With faith adorn my soul that I May to Thy table now draw nigh With Thine own preparation. 4. I merit not Thy favor, Lord, Sin now upon me lieth; Beneath my burden, self-abhorred, To Thee my spirit crieth. In all my grief this comforts me, That Thou on sinners graciously, Lord Jesus, hast compassion. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #312 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 6:48 Author: Johann Rist, 1654, cento Translated by: Arthur T. Russell, 1851, alt. Titled: "Du Lebensbrot, Herr Jesu Christ" Tune: "Herr, wie du willst" 1st Published in: _Deutsch Kirchenamt_ Town: Stassburg, 1525 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Lord, We Praise Thee" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Lord, we praise Thee, bless Thee, and adore Thee, In thanksgiving bow before Thee. Thou with Thy body and Thy blood didst nourish Our weak souls that they may flouish: O Lord, have mercy! May Thy body, Lord, born of Mary, That our sins and sorrows did carry, And Thy blood for us plead In all trial, fear, and need: O Lord, have mercy! 2. Thy holy body into death was given, Life to win for us in heaven. No greater love than this to Thee could bind us; May this feast thereof remind us! O Lord, have mercy! Lord, Thy kindness did so constrain Thee That Thy blood should bless and sustain me. All our debt Thou hast paid; Peace with God once more is made: O Lord, have mercy. 3. May God bestow on us His grace and favor To please Him with our behavior And live as brethren here in love and union Nor repent this blest Communion! O Lord, have mercy! Let not Thy good Spirit forsake us; Grant that heavenly-minded He make us; Give Thy Church, Lord, to see Days of peace and unity: O Lord, have mercy! ____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #313 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 118: 1 Author: unknown, c. 1400, St. 1 Author: Martin Luther, 1524, St. 2 & 3 Translated by: composite Titled: "Gott sei gelobet und gebenedeiet" Tune: "Gott sei gelobet" German melody, c. 1400 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus Christ, We Humbly Pray" by Henry E. Jacobs, 1844-1932 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.225 1. Lord Jesus Christ, we humbly pray That we may feed on Thee today; Beneath these forms of bread and wine Enrich us with Thy grace divine. 2. The chastened peace of sin forgiven, The filial joy of heirs of heaven, Grant as we share this wondrous food, Thy body broken and Thy blood. 3. Our trembling hearts cleave to Thy Word; All Thou hast said Thou dost afford, All that Thou art we here receive, And all we are to Thee we give. 4. One bread, one cup, one body, we, United by our life in Thee, Thy love proclaim till Thou shalt come To bring Thy scattered loved ones home. 5. Lord Jesus Christ, we humbly pray To keep us steadfast to that day That each may be Thy welcomed guest When Thou shalt spread Thy heavenly feast. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #314 Text: 1 Cor. 10:17 Author: Henry E. Jacobs, 1910 Tune: "Herr Jesu Christ, dich" 1st Published in: _Cantionale Germanicum_ Town: Dresden, 1628 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Come, O Savior, to Thy Table" by Friedrich C. Heyder, 1677-1754 Translated by composite Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I come, O Savior, to Thy Table, For weak and weary is my soul; Thou, Bread of Life, alone art able To satisfy and make me whole: REFRAIN: Lord, may Thy body and Thy blood Be for my soul the highest good! 2. Oh, grant that I in manner worthy May now approach Thy heavenly Board And, as I lowly bow before Thee, Look only unto Thee, O Lord! 3. Unworthy though I am, O Savior, Because I have a sinful heart, Yet Thou Thy lamb wilt banish never For Thou my faithful Shepherd art! 4. Oh, let me loathe all sin forever As death and poison to my soul That I through wilful sinning never May see Thy Judgment take its toll! 5. Thy heart is filled with fervent yearning That sinners may salvation see Who, Lord, to Thee in faith are turning; So I, a sinner, come to Thee. 6. Weary am I and heavy laden, With sin my soul is sore opprest; Receive me graciously, and gladden My heart, for I am now Thy guest. 7. Thou here wilt find a heart most lowly That humbly falls before Thy feet, That duly weeps o'er sin, yet solely Thy merit pleads, as it is meet. 8. By faith I call Thy holy Table The testament of Thy deep love; For, lo, thereby I now am able To see how love Thy heart doth move. 9. What higher gift can we inherit? It is faith's bond and solid base; It is the strength of heart and spirit, The covenant of hope and grace. 10. This feast is manna, wealth abounding Unto the poor, to weak ones power, To angels joy, to hell confounding, And life for us in death's dark hour. 11. Thy body, given for me, O Savior, Thy blood which Thou for me didst shed, These are my life and strength forever, By them my hungry soul is fed. 12. With Thee, Lord, I am now united; I live in Thee and Thou in me. No sorrow fills my soul, delighted It finds its only joy in Thee. 13. Who can condemn me now? For surely The Lord is nigh, who justifies. No hell I fear, and thus securely, With Jesus I to heaven rise. 14. Though death may threaten with disaster, It cannot rob me of my cheer; For He who is of death the Master With aid and comfort e'er is near. 15. My heart has now become Thy dwelling, O blessed Holy Trinity. With angels I, Thy praises telling, Shall live in joy eternally. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #315 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Cor. 11:28 Author: Friedrich C. Heyder, 1710, cento Translated by: composite Titled: "Ich komm' zu deinem Abendmahle" Tune: "Ich sterbe taeglich" 1st Published in: _Ms., Municipal Library_ Town: Leipzig, 1756 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Living Bread From Heaven" by Johann Rist, 1607-1667 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.227-228 1. O living Bread from heaven, How richly hast Thou fed Thy guest! The gifts Thou now hast given Have filled my heart with joy and rest. O wondrous food of blessing, O cup that heals our woes! My heart, this gift professing, In thankful songs o'erflows; For while the faith within me Was quickened by this food, My soul hath gazed upon Thee, My highest, only Good. 2. My God, Thou here hast led me Within Thy temple's holiest place And there Thyself hast fed me With all the treasures of Thy grace, Oh, boundless is Thy kindness, And righteous is Thy power, While I in sinful blindness Am erring hour by hour; And yet Thou com'st not spurning A sinner, Lord, like me! Thy grace and love returning, What gift have I for Thee? 3. A heart that hath repented And mourns for sin with bitter sighs,-- Thou, Lord, art well contented With this my only sacrifice. I know that in my weakness Thou wilt despise me not, But grant me in Thy meekness The blessing I have sought; Yes, Thou wilt hear with favor The song that now I raise, For meet and right 'tis ever That I should sing Thy praise. 4. Grant what I have partaken May through Thy grace so work in me That sin be all forsaken And I may cleave alone to Thee And all my soul be heedful How I Thy love may know; For this alone is needful Thy love should in me glow. Then let no beauty ever, No joy, allure my heart, But what is Thine, my Savior, What Thou dost here impart. 5. Oh, well for me that, strengthened With heavenly food and comfort here, Howe'er my course be lengthened, I now may serve Thee free from fear! Away, then, earthly pleasure! All earthly gifts are vain; I seek a heavenly treasure, My home I long to gain, My God, where I shall praise Thee, Where none my peace destroy, And where my soul shall raise Thee Glad songs in endless joy. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #316 Text: Matt. 26: 26-29 Author: Johann Rist, 1651, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt. Titled: "Wie wohl hast du gelabet" Tune: "Nun lob, mein' Seel'" 1st Published in: _Concentus Novi_ Town: Augsburg, 1540 _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Alas, My God, My Sins Are Great" by Johann Major, 1564-1654 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Alas, my God, my sins are great, My conscience doth upbraid me; And now I find that in my strait No man hath power to aid me. 2. And fled I hence in my despair In some lone spot to hide me, My griefs would still be with me there And peace still be denied me. 3. Lord, Thee I seek, I merit naught; Yet pity and restore me. Just God, be not Thy wrath my lot; Thy Son hath suffered for me. 4. If pain and woe must follow sin, Then be my path still rougher. Here spare me not; if heaven I win, On earth I gladly suffer. 5. But curb my heart, forgive my guilt, Make Thou my patience firmer; For they must miss the good Thou wilt Who at Thy chastenings murmur. 6. Then deal with me as seems Thee best-- Thy grace will help me bear it If but at last I see Thy rest And with my Savior share it. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #317 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 38:4 Author: Johann Major, 1613 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Ach Gott und Herr, wie gross und schwer" Tune: "Ach Gott und Herr" 1st Published in: _Andachts-Zymbeln_ Town: Freyberg, 1655 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Before Thee, God, Who Knowest All" by Magnus B. Landstad, 1802-1880 Translated by Carl Doving, 1867-1937 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Before Thee, God, who knowest all, With grief and shame I prostrate fall. I see my sins against Thee, Lord, The sins of thought, of deed, and word. They press me sore; I cry to Thee: O God, be merciful to me! 2. O Lord, my God, to Thee I pray: Oh, cast me not in wrath away! Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart, But let Him draw to Thee my heart That truly penitent I be: O God, be merciful to me! 3. O Jesus, let Thy precious blood Be to my soul a cleansing flood. Turn not, O Lord, Thy guest away, But grant that justified I may Go to my house at peace with Thee: O God, be merciful to me! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #318 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ezra 9: 15 Author: Magnus B. Landstad, 1861 Translated by: Carl Doeving, 1909 Titled: "Jeg staar for Gud, som alting ved" Tune: "Vater unser" 1st Published in: "Geistliche Lieder" Town: Leipzig, 1539 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "In Thee Alone, O Christ, My Lord" by Johannes Schneesing, ?-1567 Translated by Arthur T. Russell, 1806-1874 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.319 1. In Thee alone, O Christ, my Lord, My hope on earth remaineth; I know Thou wilt Thine aid afford, Naught else my soul sustaineth. No strenghth of man, no earthly stay Can help me in the evil day; Thou, only Thou, canst aid supply. To Thee I cry; On Thee I bid my heart rely. 2. My sins, O Lord, against me rise, I mourn them with contrition; Grant, through my death and sacrifice, To me a full remission. Lord, show before the Father's throne That Thou didst for my sins atone; So shall I from my load be freed. Thy Word I plead; Keep me, O Lord, each hour of need. 3. O Lord, in mercy stay my heart On faith's most sure foundation And to my inmost soul impart Thy perfect consolation. Fill all my life with love to Thee, Toward all men grant me charity; And at the last, when comes my end, Thy succor send. From satan's wiles my soul defend. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #319 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 3:25 Author: Johannes Schneesing, 1542, ab., asc. Translated by: Arthur T. Russell, 1851, alt. Titled: "Allein zu dir, Herr Jesu Christ" Harmony: Johann S. Bach, 1750 Tune: "Allein zu dir" 1st Published in: separate print Town: Nuernberg, 1541 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus, Think on Me" by Synesius of Cyrene, c. 375-430 Translated by Allen W. Chatfield, 1808-1896 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord Jesus, think on me And purge away my sin; From earth-born passions set me free And make me pure within. 2. Lord Jesus, think on me With many a care opprest; Let me Thy loving servant be And taste Thy promised rest. 3. Lord Jesus, think on me Amid the battle's strife; In all my pain and misery Be Thou my Health and Life. 4. Lord Jesus, think on me Nor let me go astray; Through darkness and perplexity Point Thou the heavenly way. 5. Lord Jesus, think on me When floods the tempest high; When on doth rush the enemy, O Savior, be Thou nigh! 6. Lord Jesus, think on me That, when the flood is past, I may the eternal brightness see And share Thy joy at last. 7. Lord Jesus, think on me That I may sing above To Father, Spirit, and to Thee The strains of praise and love. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #320 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 119:133 Author: Synesius of Cyrene, 430 Translated by: Allen W. Chatfield, 1876, cento Titled: "Mnoheo Christe" Composer: William Daman, 1579 Tune: "Southwell" 1st Published in: _Psalter_ _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "O Faithful God, Thanks Be To Thee" by Nikolaus Selnecker, 1532-1592 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O faithful God, thanks be to Thee Who dost forgive iniquity. Thou grantest help in sin's distress, And soul and body dost Thou bless. 2. Thy servant now declares to me: "Thy sins are all forgiven thee. Depart in peace, but sin no more And e'er My pardoning grace adore." 3. O Lord, we bless Thy gracious heart, For Thou Thyself dost heal our smart Through Christ, our Savior's precious blood, Which for the sake of sinners flowed. 4. Give us Thy Spirit, peace afford Now and forever, gracious Lord. Preserve to us till life is spent Thy holy Word and Sacrament. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #321 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 6:1 Author: Nikolaus Selnecker, 1572 Translated by: composite Titled: "Wir danken dir, o treuer Gott" Tune: "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1547 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "And Wilt Thou Pardon, Lord" by Joseph the Hymnographer, c. 800-883 Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. And wilt Thou pardon, Lord, A sinner such as I, Although Thy book his crimes record Of such a crimson dye? 2. So deep are they engraved, So terrible their fear. The righteous scarcely shall be saved, And where shall I appear? 3. O Thou Physician blest, Make clean my guilty soul And me, by many a sin opprest, Restore and keep me whole. 4. I know not how to praise Thy mercy and Thy love; But deign my soul from earth to raise And learn from Thee above. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #322 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 143:4 Titled: "Tohn hamartiohn mou tehn plehthun" Author: Joseph the Hymnographer, c. 860, cento Translated by: John M. Neale, 1862 Composer: Samuel Howard, 1762 Tune: "St. Bride" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "With Broken Heart and Contrite Sigh" by Cornelius Elven, 1791-1873 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.231 1. With broken heart and contrite sigh, A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry. Thy pardoning grace is rich and free,-- O God, be merciful to me! 2. I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscious guilt opprest: Christ and His cross my only plea,-- O God, be merciful to me! 3. Far off I stand with tearful eyes Nor dare uplift them to the skies; But Thou dost all my anguish see,-- O God, be merciful to me! 4. Nor alms nor deeds that I have done Can for a single sin atone. To Calvary alone I flee,-- O God, be merciful to me! 5. And when, redeemed from sin and hell, With all the ransomed throng I dwell, My raptured song shall ever be, O God, be merciful to me! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #323 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 18:13 Author: Cornelius Elven, 1852 Composer: Jeremiah Clarke, 1707 Tune: "St. Luke" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus Sinners Doth Receive" by Erdmann Neumeister, 1671-1756 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus sinners doth receive; Oh, may all this saying ponder Who in sin's delusions live And from God and heaven wander! Here is hope for all who grieve-- Jesus sinners doth receive. 2. We deserve but grief and shame, Yet His words, rich grace revealing, Pardon, peace, and life proclaim. Here their ills have perfect healing Who with humble hearts believe-- Jesus sinners doth receive. 3. Sheep that from the fold did stray No true shepherd e'er forsaketh: Weary souls that lost their way Christ, the Shepherd, gently taketh In His arms that they may live-- Jesus sinners doth receive. 4. Come, ye sinners, one and all, Come, accept His invitation; Come, obey His gracious call, Come and take His free salvation! Firmly in these words believe: Jesus sinners doth receive. 5. I, a sinner, come to Thee With a penitent confession; Savior, mercy show to me Grant for all my sins remission. Let these words my soul relieve: Jesus sinners doth receive. 6. Oh, how blest it is to know; Were as scarlet my transgression, It shall be as white as snow By Thy blood and bitter Passion: For these words I now believe: Jesus sinners doth receive. 7. Now my conscience is at peace, From the Law I stand acquitted; Christ hath purchased my release And my every sin remitted. Naught remains my soul to grieve,-- Jesus sinners doth receive. 8. Jesus sinners doth receive. Also I have been forgiven; And when I this earth must leave, I shall find an open heaven. Dying, still to Him I cleave-- Jesus sinners doth receive. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #324 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 15:2 Author: Erdmann Neumeister, 1718 Translated by: composite Titled: "Jesus nimmt die Suender an" Tune: "Meinen Jesum lass' ich nicht" 1st Published in: _Neuverfertigtes Gesangbuch_ Town: Darmstadt, 1699 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Thou that Hear'st when Sinners Cry" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.232 1. O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry Though all my crimes before Thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from Thy book. 2. Create my nature pure within And form my soul averse to sin; Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart Nor hide Thy presence from my heart. 3. I cannot live without Thy light, Cast out and banish from Thy sight; Thy holy joys, my God, restore And guard me that I fall no more. 4. Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford And let me now come near Thy throne To plead the merits of Thy Son. 5. A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring. Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye And save the soul condemned to die. 6. Oh, may Thy love inspire my tongue Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #325 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 51 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719, cento, alt. Arranged by: Lowell Mason, 1824 Tune: "Hamburg" Based on First Gregorian Chant ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord, to Thee I Make Confession" By Johann Franck, 1618-1677 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord, to Thee I make confession; I have sinned and gone astray, I have multiplied transgression, Chosen for myself my way, Led by Thee to see my errors, Lord, I tremble at Thy terrors. 2. Yet, though conscience' voice appal me, Father, I will seek Thy face; Though Thy child I dare not call me, Yet receive me to Thy grace. Do not for my sins forsake me; Do not let Thy wrath o'ertake me. 3. For Thy Son did suffer for me, Gave Himself to rescue me, Died to heal me and restore me, Reconciled me unto Thee. 'Tis alone His cross can vanquish These dark fears and soothe this anguish. 4. Then on Him I cast my burden, Sink it in the depths below. Let me know Thy gracious pardon, Wash me, make me white as snow. Let Thy Spirit leave me never; Make me only Thine forever. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #326 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps 139: 7-10 Author: Johann Franck, 1649, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Herr, ich habe missgehandelt" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1649 Tune: "Herr, ich habe missgehandelt" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Out of the Deep I Call" by Henry W. Baker, 1821-1877 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.234 1. Out of the deep I call To Thee, O Lord, to Thee. Before Thy throne of grace I fall; Be merciful to me. 2. Out of the deep I cry, The woeful deep of sin, Of evil done in days gone by, Of evil now within; 3. Out of the deep of fear And dread of coming shame; All night till morning watch is near I plead the precious name. 4. Lord, there is mercy now, As ever was, with Thee. Before Thy throne of grace I bow; Be merciful to me. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #327 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 130 Author: Henry W. Baker, 1868 Composer: William Daman, 1579 Tune: "Southwell" 1st Published in: _Psalter_ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Jesus, Lamb of God, Thou Art" by Bartholomaeus Helder Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Jesus, Lamb of God, Thou art The Life and Comfort of my heart. A sinner poor I come to Thee And bring my many sins with me. 2. O God, my sin indeed is great; I groan beneath the dreadful weight. Be merciful to me, I pray; Take guilt and punishment away. 3. Saint John the Baptist points to Thee And bids me cast my sin on Thee; For Thou hast left Thy throne on high To suffer for the world and die. 4. Help me to mend my ways, O Lord, And gladly to obey Thy Word. While here I live, abide with me; And when I die, take me to Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #328 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: John 1: 29 Author: Bartholomaeus Helder, 1646 Translated by: August Crull, 1880, alt. Titled: "O Laemmlein Gottes, Jesu Christ" Composer: C.P. Emanuel Bach, 1784 Tune: "Weimar" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "From Depths of Woe I Cry to Thee" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. From depths of woe I cry to Thee, Lord, hear me, I implore Thee. Bend down Thy gracious ear to me, My prayer let come before Thee. If Thou rememberest each misdeed, If each should have its rightful meed, Who may abide Thy presence? 2. Thy love and grace alone avail To blot out my transgression; The best and holiest deeds must fail To break sin's dread oppression. Before Thee none can boasting stand, But all must fear Thy strict demand And live alone by mercy. 3. Therefore my hope is in the Lord And not in mine own merit; It rests upon His faithful Word To them of contrite spirit That He is merciful and just; This is my comfort and my trust. His help I wait with patience. 4. And though it tarry till the night And till the morning waken, My heart shall never doubt His might Nor count itself forsaken. Do thus, O ye of Israel's seed, Ye of the Spirit born indeed; Wait for your God's appearing. 5. Though great our sins and sore our woes, His grace much more aboundeth; His helping love no limit knows, Our utmost need it soundeth. Our shepherd good and true is He, Who will at last His Israel free From all their sin and sorrow. ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 329 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 130 Author: Martin Luther Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Aus tiefer Not schrei' ich zu dir" Tune: "Aus tiefer Not" 1st Published in: Johann Walther's _Gesangbuechlein_ Town: Wittenberg, 1524 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Come to Thee, O Blessed Lord" by Magnus B. Landstad, 1802-1880 Translated by Carl Doving, 1867-1937 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I come to Thee, O blessed Lord, Invited by Thy gracious Word To this Thy feast, to sup with Thee; Grant that a worthy guest I be. 2. I come to Thee with sin and grief, For Thou alone canst give relief. Thy death for me, dear Lord, I plead: O Jesus, help me in my need! 3. Shouldst Thou a strict account demand, Who could, O Lord, before Thee stand? Purge all my secret sins away: Be Thou, O Christ, the sinner's Stay! 4. O Jesus, Lamb of God, alone Thou didst for all our sins atone; Though I have sinned and gone astray, Turn not, O Lord, Thy guest away. 5. O Jesus, Lamb of God, alone Thou didst for all our sins atone; Be merciful, I Thee implore, Be merciful forevermore. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #330 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 6: 37 Author: Magnus B. Landstad, 1863 Translated by: Carl Doving, 1910 Titled: "Jeg kommer her, o soede Gud" Tune: "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten" 1st Published in: "Genevan Psalter," 1547 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Come to Thee, O Blessed Lord" by Magnus B. Landstad, 1802-1880 Translated by Carl Doving, 1867-1937 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I come to Thee, O blessed Lord, Invited by Thy gracious Word To this Thy feast, to sup with Thee; Grant that a worthy guest I be. 2. I come to Thee with sin and grief, For Thou alone canst give relief. Thy death for me, dear Lord, I plead: O Jesus, help me in my need! 3. Shouldst Thou a strict account demand, Who could, O Lord, before Thee stand? Purge all my secret sins away: Be Thou, O Christ, the sinner's Stay! 4. O Jesus, Lamb of God, alone Thou didst for all our sins atone; Though I have sinned and gone astray, Turn not, O Lord, Thy guest away. 5. O Jesus, Lamb of God, alone Thou didst for all our sins atone; Be merciful, I Thee implore, Be merciful forevermore. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #330 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 6: 37 Author: Magnus B. Landstad, 1863 Translated by: Carl Doving, 1910 Titled: "Jeg kommer her, o soede Gud" Tune: "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten" 1st Published in: "Genevan Psalter," 1547 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Yea, as I Live, Jehovah Saith" by Nikolaus Herman Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Yea, as I live, Jehovah saith, I would not have the sinner's death, But that he turn from error's ways, Repent, and live through endless days. 2. To us therefore Christ gave command: "Go forth and preach in every land; Bestow on all My pardoning grace Who will repent and mend their ways. 3. "All those whose sins ye thus remit I truly pardon and acquit, And those whose sins ye do retain Condemned and guilty shall remain. 4. "What ye shall bind, that bound shall be: What ye shall loose, that shall be free; Unto My Church the keys are given To ope and close the gates of heaven." 5. The words which absolution give Are His who died that we might live; The minister whom Christ has sent Is but His humble instrument. 6. When ministers lay on their hands, Absolved by Christ the sinner stands; He who by grace the Word believes The purchase of His blood receives. 7. All praise, eternal Son, to Thee For absolution full and free, In which Thou showest forth Thy grace; From false indulgence guard our race. 8. Praise God the Father and the Son And Holy Spirit, Three in One, As 'twas, is now, and so shall be World without end, eternally! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #331 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Ezek. 33:11 Author: Nikolaus Herman, 1560, cento Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1880, alt. Titled: "So wahr ich leb', spricht Gott der Herr" Composer: Jeremiah Clarke, 1707 Tune: "St. Luke" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Arm These Thy Soldiers, Mighty Lord" by Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-1885 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.238 1. Arm these Thy soldiers, mighty Lord, With shield of faith and Spirit's sword. Forth to the battle may they go And boldly fight against the Foe. 2. With banner of the Cross unfurled, They overcome the evil world And so at last receive from Thee The palm and crown of victory. 3. Come, ever-blessed Spirit, come And make Thy servants' hearts Thy home, May each a living temple be Hallowed forever, Lord, to Thee. 4. Enrich that temple's holy shrine With sevenfold gifts of grace divine; With wisdom, light, and knowledge bless, With counsel, strength, fear, godliness. 5. O Trinity in Unity, One only God and Persons Three, In whom, through whom, by whom, we live, To Thee we praise and glory give. 6. Oh, grant us so to use Thy grace That we may see Thy glorious face And ever with the heavenly host Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #332 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Eph. 6:13 Author: Christopher Wordsworth, 1862, alt. Tune: "Erhslt uns, Herr" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1543 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Blessed Savior, Who hast Taught Me" by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Blessed Savior, who hast taught me I should live to Thee alone, All these years Thy hand hath brought me Since I first was made Thine own. At the font my vows were spoken By my parents in the Lord; That my vows shall be unbroken At the altar I record. 2. I would trust in Thy protecting, Wholly rest upon Thine arm, Follow wholly Thy directing, O my only Guard from harm, Meet me now with Thy salvation In Thy Church's ordered way; Let me feel Thy confirmation In Thy truth and fear today. 3. So that, might and firmness gaining, Hope in danger, joy in grief, Now and evermore remaining In the one and true belief, Resting in my Savior's merit, Strengthened with Thy Spirit's strength, With Thy saints I may inherit All My Father's joy at length. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #333 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ezek. 16:60 Author: John M. Neale, 1842, cento. Tune: "O du Liebe" 1st Published in: _Musikalischer Christenschatz_ Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Let Me Be Thine Forever" Stanza 1by Nikolaus Selnecker, 1572 Stanzas 2 and 3, author unknown, 1688 Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Let me be Thine forever, Thou faithful God and Lord; Let me forsake Thee never Nor wander from Thy Word. Lord, do not let me waver, But give me steadfastness, And for such grace forever Thy holy name I'll bless. 2. Lord Jesus, my Salvation, My Light, my Life divine, My only Consolation, Oh, make me wholly Thine! For Thou hast dearly bought me With blood and bitter pain. Let me, since Thou hast sought me, Eternal life obtain. 3. And Thou, O Holy Spirit, My Comforter and Guide, Grant that in Jesus' merit I always may confide, Him to the end confessing Whom I have known by faith. Give me Thy constant blessing And grant a Christian death. _____________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #334 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 6:16 Author: Stanza 1, Nikolaus Selnecker, 1572 Author: Stanza 2 and 3, author unknown, 1688 Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1880, alt. Titled: "Lass mich dein sein und bleiben" Tune: "Ich dan' dir, lieber Herre" 1st Published in: _Musika Deutsch_ Town: Nuernberg, 1532 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "My Maker, Be Thou Nigh" by Johann J. Rambach, 1693-1735 Translated by E. Taylor, ?-1938 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. My Maker, be Thou nigh The light of life to give And guide me with Thine eye While here on earth I live. To Thee my heart I tender And all my powers surrender; Make it my one endeavor To love and serve Thee ever. Upon Thy promise I rely; My Maker, be Thou nigh. 2. My Savior, wash me clean With Thy most precious blood, That takes away all sin And seals my peace with God My soul in peace abideth When in Thy wounds it hideth. There I find full salvation And freedom from damnation. Without Thee lost, defiled by sin, May Savior, wash me clean. 3. My Comforter, give power That I may stand secure When in temptation's hour The world and sin allure. The Son to me revealing, Inspire my thought and feeling, His Word of grace to ponder, Nor let me from Him wander, On me Thy gifts and graces shower: My Comforter, give power! 4. O Holy Trinity! To whom I all things owe, Thine image graciously Within my heart bestow. Choose me, though weak and lowly, To be Thy temple holy Where praise shall rise unending For grace so condescending. O heavenly bliss, Thine own to be, O Holy Trinity! __________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #335 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 119:8 Author: Johann J. Rambach, 1735 Translated by: E. Taylor, 1925, alt. Titled: "mein Schoepfer, steh mir bei" Composer: Franz H. Meyer Tune: "Mein Schoepfer, steh mir bei" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "My God, Accept My Heart This Day" by Matthew Bridges, 1800-1894 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.240 1. My God, accept my heart this day And make it always Thine That I from Thee no more may stray, No more from Thee decline. 2. Before the cross of Him who died, Behold, I prostrate fall; Let every sin be crucified And Christ be All in all. 3. Anoint me with Thy Spirit's grace And seal me for Thine own That I may see Thy glorious face And worship near Thy throne. 4. May the dear blood once shed for me My blest atonement prove That I from first to last may be The purchase of Thy love! 5. Let every thought and work and word To Thee be ever given; Then life shall be Thy service, Lord, And death the gate of heaven. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #336 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 119:10 Author: Matthew Bridges, 1848 Composer: Thomas Este, 1592 Tune: "Winchester Old" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Our Lord and God, Oh, Bless This Day" by Johan N. Brun, 1745-1816 Translated by George A.T. Rygh, 1860-1942, vs. 1, 4 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Our Lord and God, oh, bless this day And hear us, we implore Thee; None of Thy children turn away Who now appear before Thee. We come before Thy face And pray: Let Thy rich grace Descend from heaven above In all Thy wondrous love And keep us by Thy Spirit. 2. Oh, bless Thy Word to all the young; Let them, Thy truth possessing, Bear witness true with heart and tongue, Their faith and ours confessing. From mother's arms Thy grace With love did them embrace; Baptized into Thy name, As Thine Thou didst them claim. O Lord, as Thine now own them! 3. When they their vows today renew, Accept them with Thy favor; And when they promise to be true, May they forget it never! But they are weak and frail When Satan's hosts assail; Oh, arm them with Thy might And grant that in the fight They unto death be faithful! 4. And when they leave their childhood home, When Satan comes alluring, May their baptismal grace become A refuge reassuring! Blest he who then can say: "God's covenant stands for aye." He ne'er shall be undone Who trusts in God alone-- God is his mighty Father! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #337 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 54: 10 Author: Johan N. Brun, 1786 Translated by: George A.T. Rygh, 1909; vs. 1, 4 Translated by: Carl Doeving, 1909; vs. 2,3 Titled: "Lad denne Dag, o Herre Gud" Composer: Fritz Reuter, 1916 Tune: "Reuter" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Thine Forever, God of Love" by Mary F. Maude, 1819-1913 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Thine forever, God of Love! Hear us from Thy throne above; Thine forever may we be Here and in eternity! 2. Thine forever! Oh, how blest They who find in Thee their rest! Savior, Guardian, heavenly Friend, Oh, defend us to the end! 3. Thine forever, Lord of Life! Shield us through our earthly strife. Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, Guide us to the realms of day. 4. Thine forever! Shepherd, keep These Thy frail and trembling sheep Safe alone beneath Thy care, Let us all Thy goodness share. 5. Thine forever! Thou our Guide, All our wants by Thee supplied, All our sins by Thee forgiven; Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #338 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mal. 3:17 Author: Mary F. Maude, 1847, cento. Composer: Justin, H. Knecht, 1797 Tune: "Vienna" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name" by Edward Perronet, 1726-1792 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. All hail the power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem And crown Him Lord of all. 2. Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from His altar call; Extol the Stem of Jesse's rod And crown Him Lord of all. 3. Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed from the Fall, Hail Him who saves you by His grace And crown Him Lord of all. 4. Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom David Lord did call, The God incarnate, Man divine, And crown Him Lord of all. 5. Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet And crown Him Lord of all. 6. Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball To Him all majesty ascribe And crown Him Lord of all. 7. Oh, that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall! We'll join the everlasting song And crown Him Lord of all. ____________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #339 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 19:16 Author: Edward Perronet, 1779, ab., alt. Composer: Oliver Holden, 1793 Tune: "Coronation" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Awake, My Soul, to Joyful Lays" by Samuel Medley, 1738-1799 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.243 1. Awake, my soul, to joyful lays And sing Thy great Redeemer's praise. He justly claims a song from me,-- His loving-kindness, oh, how free! 2. He saw me ruined in the Fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all. He saved me from my lost estate,-- His loving-kindness, oh, how great! 3. When I was Satan's easy prey And deep in debt and bondage lay, He paid His life for my discharge,-- His loving-kindness, oh, how large. 4. Through mighty hosts of cruel foes, Where earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along,-- His loving-kindness, oh, how strong! 5. When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood,-- His loving-kindness, oh, how near! 6. When earthly friends forsake me quite And I have neither skill now might, He's sure my Helper to appear,-- His loving-kindness, oh, near! 7. Too oft I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Jesus to depart; But through I have Him oft forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. 8. When I shall pass death's gloomy vale And all my mortal power must fail, Oh, may my last, expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death! 9. Then shall I mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day And sing with rapture and surprise His loving-kindness in the skies. ______________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #340 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 36:7 Author: Samuel Medley, 1782, alt. Composer: Nikolaus Herman, 1560 Tune: "O heilige Dreifaltigkeit" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Crown Him with Many Crowns" by Matthew Bridges, 1800-1894 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.244 1. Crown Him with many crowns The Lamb upon His throne; Hark how the heavenly anthem drowns All music but its own. Awake, my soul, and sing Of Him who died for thee And hail Him as thy matchless King Through all eternity. 2. Crown Him the Virgin's Son, The God incarnate born, Whose arm those crimson trophies won Which now His brow adorn; Fruit of the mystic rose, As of that rose the stem; The root whence mercy ever flows, The Babe of Bethlehem. 3. Crown Him the Lord of Love. Behold His hands and side, Rich wounds, yet visible above, In beauty glorified. No angel in the sky Can fully bear that sight, But downward bends his wondering eye At mysteries so bright! 4. Crown Him the Lord of Life Who triumphed o'er the grave And rose victorious in the strife For those He came to save. His glories now we sing Who died and rose on high, Who died eternal life to bring And lives that death may die. 5. Crown Him the Lord of Heaven, Enthroned in worlds above, Crown Him the King to whom is given The wondrous name of Love. Crown Him with many crowns As thrones before Him fall; Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns For He is King of all. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #341 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 19:12 Author: Matthew Bridges, 1851, cento, alt. Composer: George J. Elvey, 1868 Tune: "Diademata" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Chief of Sinners Though I Be" by William McComb, 1793-c. 1870 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.244 Chief of sinners though I be, Jesus shed His blood for me; Died that I might live on high, Lived that I might never die, As the branch is to the vine, I am His, and He is mine. 2. Oh, the height of Jesus' love! Higher than the heavens above, Deeper than the depths of sea, Lasting as eternity. Love that found me--wondrous thought!-- Found me when I sought Him not. 3. Jesus only can impart Balm to heal the smitten heart; Peace that flows from sin forgiven, Joy that lifts the soul to heaven; Faith and hope to walk with God In the way that Enoch trod. 4. Chief of sinner though I be, Christ is All in all to me; All my wants to Him are known, All my sorrows are His own. Safe with Him from earthly strife, He sustains the hidden life. 5. O my Savior, help afford By Thy Spirit and Thy Word! When my wayward heart would stray, Keep me in the narrow way; Grace in time of need supply While I live and when I die. ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #342 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 5:8 Author: William McComb, 1864 Composer: Richard Redhead, 1853 Tune: "Gethsemane" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "How Lovely Shines the Morning Star" by Philipp Nicolai, 1556-1608 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. How lovely shines the Morning Star! The nations see and hail afar The light in Judah shining. Thou David's Son of Jacob's race, My Bridegroom and my King of Grace, For Thee my heart is pining. Lowly, Holy, Great and glorious, Thou victorious Prince of graces, Filling all the heavenly places. 2. O highest joy by mortals won, True Son of God and Mary's Son, Thou high-born King of ages! Thou art my heart's most beauteous Flower, And Thy blest Gospel's saving power My raptured soul engages. Thou mine, I Thine; Sing hosanna! Heavenly manna Tasting, eating, Whilst Thy love in songs repeating. 3. Now richly to my waiting heart, O Thou, my God, deign to impart The grace of love undying. In Thy blest body let me be, E'en as the branch is in the tree, Thy life my life supplying. Sighing, Crying. For the savor Of Thy favor; Resting never, Till I rest in Thee forever. 4. A pledge of peace from God I see When Thy pure eyes are turned to me To show me Thy good pleasure. Jesus, Thy Spirit and Thy Word, Thy body and Thy blood, afford My soul its dearest treasure. Keep me Kindly In Thy favor, O my Savior! Thou wilt cheer me; Thy Word calls me to draw near Thee. 5. Thou, mighty Father, in Thy Son Didst love me ere Thou hadst begun This ancient world's foundation. Thy Son hath made a friend of me, And when in spirit Him I see, I joy in tribulation. What bliss Is this! He that liveth To me giveth Life forever; Nothing me from Him can sever. 6. Lift up the voice and strike the string. Let all glad sounds of music ring In God's high praises blended. Christ will be with me all the way, Today, tomorrow, every day, Till traveling days be ended. Sing out, Ring out Triumph glorious, O victorious, Chosen nation; Praise the God of your salvation. 7. Oh, joy to know that Thou, my Friend, Art Lord, Beginning without end, The First and Last, Eternal! And Thou at length--O glorious grace!-- Wilt take me to that holy place, The home of joys supernal. Amen, Amen! ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #343 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 22:16 Author: Philipp Nicolai, 1597 Translated by: composite Titled: "Wie schoen leuchtet der Morgenstern" Composer: Philipp Nicolai, 1599 Tune: "Wie schoen leuchtet" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Let Us Join Our Cheerful Songs" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.246 1. Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne. Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2. "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus." "Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, For He was slain for us. 3. Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine; And blessings more than we can give Be, Lord, forever Thine. 4. Let all creation join in one To bless the sacred name Of Him that sits upon the throne And to adore the Lamb. ________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #344 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 5:12 Author: Isaac Watts, 1707, ab. Composer: Johann Crueger, 1653 Tune: "Nun danket all'" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Lover of My Soul" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.246-247 1. Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high. Hide me, O my Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide. Oh, receive my soul at last! 2. Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee. Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenseless head With the shadow of Thy wing. 3. Wilt Thou not regard my call, Wilt Thou not accept my prayer? Lo, I sink, I faint, I fall; Lo, on Thee I cast my care; Reach me out Thy gracious hand! While I of Thy strength receive, Hoping against hope, I stand, Dying , and behold, I live! 4. Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find. Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name; I am all unrighteousness, False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace. 5. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin. Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the Fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. _____________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #345 Text: Is. 32:2 Author: Charles Wesley, 1740 Composer: Simeon B. Marsh, 1834 Tune: "Martyn" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus! And Shall It Ever Be" by Joseph Grigg, c. 1722-1768 Altereded by Benjamin Francis, 1734-1799 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.248 1. Jesus! and shall it ever be A mortal man ashamed of Thee? Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? 2. Ashamed of Jesus? Sooner far Let evening blush to own a star. He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3. Ashamed of Jesus? Just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon. 'Tis midnight with my soul till He, Bright Morning Star, bids darkness flee. 4. Ashamed of Jesus, that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend? No; when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere His name. 5. Ashamed of Jesus? Yes, I may When I'v no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no joy to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6. Till then--nor is the boasting vain-- Till then I boast a Savior slain. And oh, may this my portion be, That Christ is not ashamed of me! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #346 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 8:38 Author: Joseph Grigg, 1765 Altereded by Benjamin Francis, 1787 Composer: Henry K. Oliver, 1832 Tune: "Federal Street" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Priceless Treasure" By Johann Franck, 1618-1677 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942), pp. 248-249 1. Jesus, priceless Treasure, Fount of purest pleasure, Truest Friend to me. Ah, how long in anguish Shall my spirit languish, Yearning, Lord, for Thee? Thou art mine, O Lamb divine! I will suffer naught to hide Thee, Naught I ask beside Thee. 2. In Thine arms I rest me; Foes who would molest me Cannot reach me here. Though the earth be shaking, Every heart be quaking, Jesus calms my fear. Lightnings flash And thunders crash; Yet, though sin and hell assail me, Jesus will not fail me. 3. Satan, I defy thee; Death, I now decry thee; Fear, I bid thee cease. World, thou shalt not harm me Nor thy threats alarm me While I sing of peace. God's great power Guards every hour; Earth and all its depths adore Him, Silent bow before Him. 4. Hence, all earthly treasure! Jesus is my Pleasure, Jesus is my Choice. Hence, all empty glory! Naught to me thy story Told with tempting voice. Pain or loss, Or shame or cross, Shall not from my Savior move me Since He deigns to love me. 5. Evil world, I leave thee; Thou canst not deceive me, Thine appeal is vain. Sin that once did blind me, Get thee far behind me, Come not forth again. Past thy hour, O pride and power; Sinful life, thy bonds I sever, Leave thee now forever. 6. Hence, all fear and sadness! For the Lord of gladness, Jesus, enters in. Those who love the Father, Though the storms may gather, Still have peace within. Yea, whate'er I here must bear, Thou art still my purest Pleasure, Jesus, priceless Treasure! _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #347 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 13: 46 Author: Johann Franck, 1655 Translated by: composite Titled: "Jesu, meine Freude" Composer: Johann Crueger, 1649 Tune: "Jesu, meine Freude" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Jesus, Only Jesus" by Ludaemilia Elisabeth Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, Jesus, only Jesus, Can my heartfelt longing still. Lo, I pledge myself to Jesus What He wills alone to will. For my heart, which He hath filled, Ever cries, Lord, as Thou wilt. 2. One there is for whom I'm living, Whom I love most tenderly; Unto Jesus I am giving What in love He gave to me. Jesus' blood hides all my guilt; Lord, oh, lead me as Thou wilt. 3. What to me may seem a treasure, But displeasing is to Thee, Oh, remove such harmful pleasure; Give instead what profits me. Let my heart by Thee be stilled. Make me Thine, Lord, as Thou wilt. 4. Let me earnestly endeavor Thy good pleasure to fulfil; In me, through me, with me ever, Lord, accomplish Thou Thy will. In Thy holy image built, Let me die, Lord, as Thou wilt. 5. Jesus, constant be my praises, For Thou unto me didst bring Thine own self and all Thy graces That I joyfully may sing: Be it unto me, my Shield, As Thou wilt, Lord, as Thou wilt. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #348 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Eph. 3: 19 Author: Ludaemilia Elisabeth, 1687 Translated by: August Crull, 1880, alt. Titled: "Jesus, Jesus, nichts als Jesus" Tune: "Jesus, Jesus, nichts als Jesus" 1st Published in: "Vollkommenes Choralbuch" Town: Hamburg, 1715 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Thy Boundless Love to Me" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, Thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare; Unite my thankful heart to Thee And reign without a rival there. To Thee alone, dear Lord, I live; Myself to Thee, dear Lord, I give. 2. Oh, grant that nothing in my soul May dwell but Thy pure love alone! Oh, may Thy love possess me whole, My Joy, my Treasure, and my Crown! All coldness from my heart remove; My every act, word, thought, be love. 3. O Love, how cheering is Thy ray! All pain before Thy presence flies; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away Where'er Thy healing beams arise. O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek, but Thee! 4. This love unwearied I pursue And dauntlessly to Thee aspire. Oh, may Thy love my hope renew, Burn in my soul like heavenly fire! And day and night be all my care To guard this sacred treasure there. 5. Oh, draw me, Savior, e'er to Thee; So shall I run and never tire. With gracious words still comfort me; Be Thou my Hope, my sole Desire. Free me from every guilt and fear; No sin can harm if Thou art near. 6. Still let Thy love point out my way; What wondrous things Thy love hath wrought! Still lead me lest I go astray; Direct my work, inspire my thought; And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice and know that love is near! 7. In suffering be Thy love my peace, In weakness be Thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, O Jesus, in that final hour, Be Thou my Rod and Staff and Guide And draw me safely to Thy side! ____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #349 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 14:15 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1653, cento. Translated by: John Wesley, 1739, alt. Titled: "O Jesu Christ, mein schoenstes Lich" Tune: "Vater unser" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Leipzig, 1539 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee" by Unknown Author, 12th century Translated by Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. Jesus, the very thought of thee With sweetness fills the breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see And in Thy presence rest. 2. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O Savior or mankind! 3. O Hope of every contrite heart, O Joy of all the meek! To those who fall, how kind Thou art, How good to those who seek! 4. But what to those who find? Ah! this Nor tongue nor pen can show; The love of Jesus, what it is, None but His loved ones know. 5. Jesus, our only Joy be Thou As Thou our Prize wilt be! Jesus, be Thou our Glory now And through eternity. _________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #350 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Song of Solomon 1:3 Author: Unknown author, 12th century, cento Translated by: Edward Caswall, 1849, alt. Titled: "Iesu dulcis memoria" Composer: Herman A. Polack, 1910 Tune: "Clairvaux" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Love Divine, All Love Excelling" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1791 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.252 1. Love Divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down, Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown. Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love Thou art; Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart. 2. Breathe, oh, breathe Thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast; Let us all in Thee inherit, Let us find the promised rest. Take away the love of sinning; Alpha and Omega be; End of faith as its beginning, Set our hearts at liberty. 3. Come, Almighty, to deliver; Let us all Thy life receive. Suddenly return and never, Nevermore, Thy temples leave. Thee we would be always blessings, Serve Thee as Thy hosts above, Pray and praise Thee without ceasing, Glory in Thy perfect love. 4. Finish, then, Thy new creation; Pure and spotless let us be. Let us see Thy great salvation Perfectly restored in Thee, Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place, Till we cast our crowns before Thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #351 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 106:4 Author: Charles Wesley, 1747 Tune: "O du Liebe" 1st Published in: _Musikalischer Christenschatz_ Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Savior, Precious Savior" by Francis R. Havergal, 1836-1879 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. O Savior, precious Savior, Whom, yet unseen, we love; O Name of might and favor, All other names above. We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee, O Christ, we sing; We praise Thee and confess Thee, Our holy Lord and King. 2. O Bringer of salvation, Who wondrously has wrought Thyself the revelation Of love beyond our thought, We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee, O Christ, we sing; We praise Thee and confess Thee, Our holy Lord and King. 3. In Thee all fulness dwelleth, All grace and power divine; The glory that excelleth, O Son of God, is Thine. We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee, O Christ, we sing; We praise Thee and confess Thee, Our holy Lord and King. 4. Oh, grant the consummation Of this our song above In endless adoration And everlasting love! We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee, O Christ, we sing; We praise Thee and confess Thee, Our holy Lord and King. ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #352 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Pet. 1:8 Author: Francis R. Havergal, 1870 Composer: Arthur H. Mann, 1881 Tune: "Angel's Story" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus Christ, My Savior Blest" by Hans C. Sthen, 16th Century Translated by Harriet R. Spaeth, 1845-1925 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. Lord Jesus Christ, My Savior blest, My Hope and my Salvation! I trust in Thee; Deliver me From misery; Thy Word's my consolation. 2. As Thou dost will, Lead Thou me still That I may truly serve Thee, My God, I pray, Teach me Thy way, To my last day In Thy true faith preserve me. 3. Most heartily I trust in Thee; Thy mercy fails me never. Dear Lord, abide; My Helper tried, Thou Crucified, From evil keep me ever. 4. Now henceforth must I put my trust In Thee, O dearest Savior. Thy comfort choice, Thy word and voice, My heart rejoice Despite my ill behavior. 5. When sorrows rise, My refuge lies In Thy compassion tender. Within Thine arm Can naught alarm; Keep me from harm, Be Thou my strong Defender. 6. I have Thy Word, Christ Jesus, Lord; Thou never wilt forsake me. This will I plead In time of need. Oh, help me speed When troubles overtake me! 7. Grant, Lord, I pray, Thy grace each day That I, Thy Law revering, May live with Thee And happy be Eternally, Before Thy throne appearing. ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #353 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 119:170 Author: Hans C. Sthen, c. 1578 Translated by: Harriet R. Spaeth, 1898 Titled: "Herre Jesu Krist! Min Freiser du est" Composer: Ludvig M. Lindeman, 1971 Tune: "Herre Jesu Krist" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "In the Cross of Christ I Glory" by John Bowring, 1792-1872 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. In the Cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time. All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2. When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the Cross forsake me; Lo, it glows with peace and joy. 3. When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the Cross the radiance streaming Adds more luster to the day. 4. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the Cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #354 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Gal. 6:14 Author: John Bowring, 1825 Composer: Ithamar Conkey, 1849 Tune: "Rathbun" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Thou Art the Way; to Thee Alone" by George W. Doane, 1799-1859 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. Thou art the _Way_; to Thee alone From sin and death we flee; And he who would the Gather seek Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. 2. Thou art the _Truth_; Thy Word alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst inform the mind And purify the heart. 3. Thou art the _Life_; the rending tomb Proclaims Thy conquering arm; And those who put their trust in Thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4. Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life; Grant us that Way to know, That Truth to keep, that life Life to win, Whose joys eternal flow. __________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #355 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 14:6 Author: George W. Doane, 1824 Tune: "Dundee" 1st Published in: _Scottish Psalter_, 1615 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Savior, Come to Me" by Johann Scheffler, 1657-1677 Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, Savior, come to me; Let me ever be with Thee, Come and nevermore depart, Thou who reignest in my heart. 2. Lord, for Thee I ever sigh, Nothing else can satisfy. Ever do I cry to Thee: Jesus, Jesus, come to Me! 3. Earthly joys can give no peace, Cannot bid my longing cease; Still to have my Jesus near, This is all my pleasure here. 4. All that makes the angels glad, In their garb of glory clad, Only fills me with distress If Thy presence does not bless. 5. Thou alone, my God and Lord, Art my Glory and Reward. Thou hast bled for me and died; In Thy wounds I safely hide. 6. Come, then, Lamb for sinners slain, Come and ease me of my pain. Evermore I cry to Thee: Jesus, Jesus, come to me! 7. Patiently I wait Thy Day; For this gift, O Lord, I pray, That, when death shall come to me, My dear Jesus Thou wilt be. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #356 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Is. 26: 9 Author: Johann Scheffler, 1657, cento Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1861, alt. Titled: "Jesu, komm doch selbst zu mir" Tune: "Gott sel Dank" 1st Published in: "Neues geistreiches Gesangbuch" Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Thou Art Mine Forever" by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, Thou art mine forever, Dearer far than earth to me; Neither life nor death shall sever Those sweet ties which bind to Thee. 2. All were drear to me and lonely If Thy presence gladdened not; While I sing to Thee, Thee only, Mine's an ever blissful lot. 3. Thou alone art all my Treasure, Who hast died that I may live; Thou conferrest noblest pleasure, Who dost all my sins forgive. 4. Brightest gems and fairest flowers Lose their beauty in Thy frown; Joy and peace, like balmy showers, In Thy smile come gently down. 5. Jesus, Thou art mine forever; Never suffer me to stray. Let me in my weakness never Cast my priceless pearl away. 6. Lamb of God, I do implore Thee, Guard, support me, lest I fall. Let me evermore adore Thee; Be my everlasting All. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #357 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Ps. 73: 24 Author: Matthias Loy, 1863 Tune: "Stuttgart" 1st Published in: "Psalmodia Sacra" Town: Gotha, 1715 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lamb of God, We Fall Before Thee" by Joseph Hart, 1712-1768 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lamb of God, we fall before Thee, Humbly trusting in Thy Cross. That alone be all our glory; All things else are only dross. 2. Thee we own a perfect Savior, Only Source of all that's good. Every grace and every favor Comes to us through Jesus' blood. 3. Jesus gives us true repentance By His Spirit sent from heaven; Whispers this transporting sentence, "Son, thy sins are all forgiven." 4. Faith He grants us to believe it, Grateful hearts His love to prize; Want we wisdom? He must give it, Hearing ears and seeing eyes. 5. Jesus gives us pure affections, Wills to do what He requires, Makes us follow His directions, And what He commands, inspires. 6. All our prayers and all our praises, Rightly offered in His name,-- He that dictates them is Jesus; He that answers is the same. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #358 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 12:2 Author: Joseph Hart, 1759 cento, alt. Composer: _Musikalischer Christenschatz_ Tune: "Ringe recht" Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Christ, Whose Glory Fills the Skies" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Christ, whose glory fills the skies, Thou, the true, the only Light, Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night. Dayspring from on high, be near; Day-star, in my heart appear. 2. Dark and cheerless is the morn Unaccompanied by Thee; Joyless is the day's return Till Thy mercy's beams I see, Till they inward light impart, Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 3. Visit, then, this soul of mine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, Radiancy Divine, Scatter all my unbelief. More and more Thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #359 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 1:78 Author: Charles Wesley, 1740 Tune: "Ratisbon" 1st Published in: _Saechsisches Choralbuch_ Town: Leipzig, 1815 _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Oh, for a Thousand Tongues to Sing" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace! 2. My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad, The honors of Thy name. 3. Jesus!--the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life and health and peace. 4. He breaks the power of canceled sin, He sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean; His blood avails for me. 5. Look unto Him, ye nations; own Your God, ye fallen race, Look and be saved through faith alone, Be justified by grace. 6. See all your sins on Jesus laid; The Lamb of God was slain; His soul was once an offering made For every soul of man. 7. Glory to God and praise and love Be ever, ever given By saints below and saints above, The Church in earth and heaven. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #360 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 4:12 Author: Charles Wesley, 1739, cento Composer: John B. Dykes, 1875 Tune: "Beatitudo" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "O Jesus, King Most Wonderful" by unknown author, 12th century Translated by Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Jesus, King most wonderful, Thou Conqueror renowned, Thou Sweetness most ineffable, In whom all joys are found! 2. When once Thou visitest the heart, The truth begins to shine, Then earthly vanities depart, Then kindles love divine. 3. O Jesus, Light of all below, Thou Fount of life and fire, Surpassing all the joys we know, All that we can desire-- 4. May every heart confess Thy name And ever Thee adore And, seeking Thee, itself inflame To seek Thee more and more! 5. Thee may our tongues forever bless, Thee may we love alone, And ever in our lives express The image of Thine own! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #361 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Peter 2:7 Author: Author unknown, 12th century, cento Translated by: Edward Caswall, 1848 Titled: "Iesu Rex admirabilis" Composer: John B. Dykes, 1866 Tune: "St. Agnes" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "My Soul's Best Friend, What Joy and Blessing" by Wolfgang C. Dessler, 1660-1722 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. My soul's best Friend, what joy and blessing My spirit ever finds in Thee! From gloomy depths of doubt distressing Into Thine arms for rest I flee. Then will the night of sorrow vanish When from my heart Thy love doth banish All anguish and all pain and fear. Yea, here on earth begins my heaven; Who would not joyful be when given A loving Savior always near! 2. For though the evil world revile me And prove herself my bitter foe Or by her smile seek to beguile me, I trust her not; her wiles I know. In Thee alone my soul rejoices, Thy praise alone it gladly voices, For Thou art true when friendships flee. The world may hate but cannot fell me; Would mighty waves of trial quell me, I anchor in Thy loyalty. 3. Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest; I follow, leaning on Thy hand. From out the cloud Thy child Thou feedest And givest water from the sand. I trust Thy ways, howe'er distressing; I know my path will end in blessing; Enough that Thou wilt be my Stay. For whom to honor Thou intendest Oft into sorrow's vale Thou sendest; The night must e'er precede the day. 4. My soul's best Friend, how well contented Am I, reposing on Thy breast; By sin no more am I tormented Since Thou dost grant me peace and rest. Oh, may the grace that Thou hast given For me a foretaste be of heaven, All anguish and all pain and fear. When I shall bask in joys divine! Away, vain world, with fleeting pleasures; In Christ I have abiding treasures. Oh, comfort sweet, my Friend is mine! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #362 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Song of Solomon 5:16 Author: Wolfgang C. Dessler, 1692, cento Translator: composite Tune: "Wie wohl ist mir" 1st Published in: _Geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "To Our Redeemer's Glorious Name" by Anne Steele, 1716-1778 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. To our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song. Oh, may His love, immortal flame, Tune every heart and tongue. 2. His love, what human thought can reach, What mortal tongue portray? Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3. He left His radiant throne on high, Left realms of heavenly bliss, And came to earth to bleed and die,-- Was ever love like this? 4. Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, "The Savior died for me!" 5. Oh, my the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue Till strangers love the charming name And join the sacred song! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #363 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 135:1 Author: Anne Steele, 1760 Composer: William Wheall, 1729 Tune: "Bedford" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "How Sweet the Name of Jesus Sounds" by John Newton, 1735-1807 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2. It makes the wounded spirit whole And calms the troubled breast; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul And to the weary, rest. 3. Dear name! The Rock on which I build, My Shield and Hiding-place; My never-failing Treasury filled With boundless stores of grace. 4. By Thee my prayers acceptance gain Although with sin defiled. Satan accuses me in vain, And I am owned a child. 5. Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 6. Weak is the effort of my heart And cold my warmest thought; But when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought. 7. Till then I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath; And may the music of Thy name Refresh my soul in death. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #364 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Song of Solomon 1:3 Author: John Newton, 1779 Composer: Alexander R. Reinagle, 1836 Tune: "St. Peter" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Jesus I Will Never Leave" by Christian Keimann, 1607-1662 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus I will never leave, Who for me Himself hath given; Firmly unto Him I'll cleave Nor from Him be ever driven. Life from Him doth light receive,-- Jesus I will never leave. 2. Jesus I will never leave While on earth I am abiding; What I have to Him I give, In all cares in Him confiding. Naught shall me of Him bereave,-- Jesus I will never leave. 3. Though my sight shall pass away, Hearing, taste, and feeling fail me; Though my life's last light of day Shall o'ertake and sore assail me; When His summons I receive, Jesus I will never leave. 4. Nor will I my Jesus leave When at last I shall come thither Where His saints He will receive, Where is bliss they live together. Endless joy to me He'll give,-- Jesus I will never leave. 5. Nor for earth's vain joys I crave Nor, without Him, heaven's pleasure; Jesus, who my soul did save, Evermore shall be my Treasure. He redemption did achieve,-- Jesus I will never leave. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #365 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 9:57 Author: Christina Keimann, 1658, ab. Tune: "Meinen Jesum lass' ich nicht" 1st Published in: _Neuverfertigtes Gesangbuch_ Town: Darmstadt, 1699 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "One Thing's Needful; Lord, This Treasure" by Johann H. Schroeder, 1667-1699 Translated by Frances E. Cox, 1812-1897 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. One thing's needful; Lord this treasure Teach me highly to regard; All else, though it first give pleasure, Is a yoke that presses hard. Beneath it the heart is still fretting and striving, No true, lasting happiness ever deriving. The gain of this one thing all loss can requite And teach me in all things to find true delight. 2. Wilt thou find this one thing needful, Turn from all created things Unto Jesus and be heedful Of the blessed joy He brings. For where God and Man both in one are united, With God's perfect fulness the heart is delighted; There, there is the worthiest lot and the best, My One and my All and my Joy and my Rest. 3. How were Mary's thoughts devoted, Her eternal joy to find As intent each word she noted, At her Savior's feet reclined! How kindled her heart, how devout was its feeling, While hearing the lessons that Christ was revealing! For Jesus all earthly concerns she forgot, And all was repaid in that one happy lot. 4. Thus my longings, heavenward tending, Jesus, rest alone on Thee. Help me, thus on Thee depending; Savior come and dwell in me. Although all the world should forsake and forget Thee, In love I will follow Thee, ne'er will I quit Thee. Lord Jesus, both spirit and life is Thy Word; And is there a joy which Thou dost not afford? 5. Wisdom's highest, noblest treasure, Jesus, lies concealed in Thee; Grant that this may still the measure Of my will and actions be, Humility there and simplicity reigning, In paths of true wisdom my steps ever training. Oh, if I of Christ have this knowledge divine, The fulness of heavenly wisdom is mine. 6. Naught have I, O Christ, to offer Naught but Thee, my highest Good. Naught have I, O Lord, to proffer But Thy crimson-colored blood. Thy death on the cross hath Death wholly defeated And thereby my righteousness fully completed; Salvation's white raiments I there did obtain, And in them in glory with Thee I shall reign. 7. Therefore Thou alone, my Savior, Shalt be All in all to me; Search my heart and my behavior, Root out all hypocrisy. Restrain me from wandering on pathways unholy And through all life's pilgrimage keep my heart lowly. This one thing is needful, all others are vain; I count all but loss that I Christ may obtain. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #366 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 10:42 Author: Johann H. Schroeder, 1697, cento Translated by: Frances E. Cox, 1841, alt. Composer: Friedrich Layriz, 1849 Tune: "Eins ist not" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Hail, Thou Once Despised Jesus" by Author unknown, c. 1757 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Hail, Thou once despised Jesus! Hail, Thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, Thou universal Savior, Who hast borne our sin and shame, By whose merits we find favor! Life is given through Thy name. 2. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on Thee were laid; By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. Every sin may be forgiven Through the virtue of Thy blood; Open is the gate of heaven, Peace is made 'twist man and God. 3. Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory, There forever to abide! All the heavenly host adore Thee, Seated at Thy Father's side. There for sinners Thou art pleading, There Thou dost our place prepare, Ever for us interceding Till in glory we appear. 4. Worship, honor, power, and blessing Thou art worthy to receive; Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits, Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; Help to sing our Savior's merits, Help to chant Immanuel's praise. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #367 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Revelation 4:11 Author: Author unknown, c. 1757 Tune: "O Durchbrecher" 1st Published in: _Neues geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "The Lord My Pasture Shall Prepare" by Joseph Addison, 1672-1719 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The Lord my pasture shall prepare And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks He shall attend And all my midnight hours defend. 2. When in the sultry glebe I faint Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps He leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3. Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid And guide me through the dreadful shade. 4. Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds, I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile; The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #368 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 23 Author: Joseph Addison, 1712 Composer: Henry Carey, 1723, alt. Tune: "Surrey" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "All Mankind Fell in Adam's Fall" by Lazarus Spengler Translated by Matthias Loy, 1828-1915 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. All mankind fell in Adam's fall, One common sin infects them all; From sire to son the bane descends, And over all the curse impends. 2. Through all man's powers corruption creeps And him in dreadful bondage keeps; In guilt he draws his infant breath And reaps its fruits of woe and death. 3. From hearts depraved, to evil prone, Flow thoughts and deeds of sin alone; God's image lost, the darkened soul Nor seeks nor finds its heavenly goal. 4. But Christ, the second Adam, came To bear our sin and woe and shame, To be our Life, our Light, our Way, Our only Hope, our only Stay. 5. As by one man all mankind fell And, born in sin, was doomed to hell, So by one Man, who took our place, We all received the gift of grace. 6. We thank Thee, Christ; new life is ours, New light, new hope, new strength, new powers: May grace our every way attend Until we reach our journey's end! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #369 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Rom. 3: 12 Author: Lazarus Spengler, 1524, cento Translated by: Matthias Loy, 1880, alt. Titled: "Durch Adams Fall ist ganz verderbt" Tune: "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten" 1st Published in: "Genevan Psalter", 1547 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "My Hope is Built on Nothing Less" by Edward Mote, 1797-1874 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. 2. When darkness veils His lovely face, I rest on His unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale My anchor holds within the veil. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. 3. His oath, His covenant, and blood Support me in the whelming flood; When every earthly prop gives way, He then is all my Hope and Stay. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. 4. When He shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in Him be found, Clothed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne! On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #370 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Timothy 1:1 Author: Edward Mote, c. 1834, cento Composer: John Stainer, 1873, arr. Tune: "Magdalen" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Thy Blood and Righteousness" by Ludwig von Zinzendorf, 1700-1760 Translated by John Wesley, 1703-1791 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness My beauty are, my glorious dress; Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, With joy shall I lift up my head. 2. Bold shall I stand in that great Day, For who aught to my charge shall lay? Fully through these absolved I am From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 3. The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, Who from the Father's bosom came, Who died for me, e'en me t'atone, Now for my Lord and God I own. 4. Lord, I believe Thy precious blood, Which at the mercy-seat of God Forever doth for sinners plead, For me--e'en for my soul--was shed. 5. Lord, I believe were sinners more Than sands upon the ocean shore, Thou hast for all a ransom paid, For all a full atonement made. 6. When from the dust of death I rise To claim my mansion in the skies, E'en then, this shall be all my plea: Jesus hath lived and died for me. 7. Jesus, be endless praise to Thee, Whose boundless mercy hath for me, For me, and all Thy hands have made, An everlasting ransom paid. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #371 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 John 1:7 Author: Ludwig von Zinzendorf, 1739, cento Translated by: John Wesley, 1740 Titled: "Christi Blut und Gerechtigkeit" Composer: George J. Elvey, 1862 Tune: "St. Crispin" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Through Jesus' Blood and Merit" by Simon Dach, 1605-1959 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Through Jesus' blood and merit I am at peace with God; What, then, can daunt my spirit, However dark my road? My courage shall not fail me, For God is on my side; Though hell itself assail me, Its rage I may deride. 2. There's naught that me can sever From the great love of God; No want, no pain, whatever, No famine, peril, flood. Though thousand foes surround me, For slaughter mark Thy sheep, They never shall confound me, The victory I shall reap. 3. Yea, neither life's temptation Nor death's so trying hour, Nor angels of high station, Nor any other power, Nor things that now are present, Nor things that are to come, Nor height, however pleasant, Nor depths of deepest gloom. 4. Nor any creature ever Shall from the love of God This wretched sinner sever; For in my Savior's blood This love its fountain taketh; He hears my faithful prayer And nevermore forsaketh His own dear child and heir. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #372 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Romans 8:35-39 Author: Simon Dach, 1651, cento Titled: "Ich bin bei Gott in Gnaden" Tune: "Ich dank' dir, lieber Herr" 1st Published in: _Musika Teutsch_, 1532 Town: Nuernberg ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "By Grace I'm Saved, Grace Free and Boundless" by Christian L. Scheidt, 1709-1761 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. By grace I'm saved, grace free and boundless; My soul, believe and doubt it not. Why stagger at this word of promise? Hath Scripture ever falsehood taught? Nay; then this word must true remain; By grace thou, too, shalt heav'n obtain. 2. By grace! None dare lay claim to merit; Our works and conduct have no worth. God in His love sent our Redeemer, Christ Jesus, to this sinful earth; His death did for our sins atone, And we are saved by grace alone. 3. By grace! Oh, mark this word of promise When thou art by thy sins opprest, When Satan plagues thy troubled conscience, And when thy heart is seeking rest. What reason cannot comprehend God by His grace to thee doth send. 4. By grace God's Son, our only Savior, Came down to earth to bear our sin. Was it because of thine own merit That Jesus died thy soul to win? Nay, it was grace, and grace alone, That brought Him from His heavenly throne. 5. By grace! This ground of faith is certain; So long as God is true, it stands. What saints have penned by inspiration, What in His Word our God commands, What our whole faith must rest upon, Is Grace alone, grace in His Son. 6. By grace to timid hearts that tremble, In tribulation's furnace tried,-- By grace, despite all fear and trouble, The Father's heart is open wide. Where could I help and strength secure If grace were not my anchor sure? ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #373 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ephesians 2:8, 9 Author: Christian L. Scheidt, 1742, cento Titled: "Aus Gnaden soll ich selig werden" Composer: Kornelius H. Dretzel, 1731 Tune: "O dass ich tausend" _________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _________________________________________________________________ "Grace! 'Tis a Charming Sound" by Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751, stanzas 1, 2, 4 & 6 by Augustus M. Toplady, 1740-1778, stanzas 3 & 5 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Grace! 'Tis a charming sound, Harmonious to the ear; Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2. Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man, And all the steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3. Grace first inscribed my name In God's eternal book; 'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb, Who all my sorrows took. 4. Grace led my wandering feet To tread the heavenly road; And new supplies each hour I meet While pressing on to God. 5. Grace taught my soul to pray And made mine eyes o'erflow; 'Twas grace that kept me to this day And will not let me go. 6. Grace all the work shall crown Through everlasting days; It lays in heaven the topmost stone And well deserves the praise. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #374 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ephesians 2:5 Author: Philip Doddridge, 1755; stanzas 1, 2, 4, 6 Author: Augustus M. Toplady, 1776; stanzas 3, 5 Composer: William H. Monk, 1861 Tune: "Energy" ___________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ___________________________________________________________________ "If Thy Beloved Son, O God" By Johann Heermann, 1585-1647 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. If Thy beloved Son, O God, Had not to earth descended And in our mortal flesh and blood Had not sin's power ended, Then this poor, wretched soul of mine In hell eternally would pine Because of its transgression. 2. But now I find sweet peace and rest, Despair no more reigns o'er me; No more am I by sin opprest, For Christ has borne sin for me. Upon the cross for me He died That, reconciled, I might abide With Thee, my God, forever. 3. I trust in Him with all my heart; Now all my sorrow ceases; His words abiding peace impart, His blood from guilt releases. Free grace through Him I now obtain; He washes me from every stain, And pure I stand before Him. 4. All righteousness by works is vain, The Law brings condemnation; True righteousness by faith I gain, Christ's work is my salvation. His death, that perfect sacrifice, Has paid the all-sufficient price; In Him my hope is anchored. 5. My guilt, O Father, Thou hast laid On Christ, Thy Son, my Savior. Lord Jesus, Thou my debt hast paid And gained for me God's favor. O Holy Ghost, Thou Fount of grace, The good in me to Thee I trace; In faith do Thou preserve me. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #375 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Gal. 2: 16 Author: St. 1-4, Johann Heermann, 1630 Author: St. 5, unknown, 1661 Translated by: Composite Titled: "Wenn dein herzliebster Sohn, o Gott" Tune: "Nun freut euch" 1st Published in: _Etlich' christliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1524 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me" by Augustus Montague Toplady, 1740-1778 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood From Thy riven side which flowed Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2. Not the labors of my hands Can fulfil Thy Law's demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and Thou alone. 3. Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress; Helplees, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly,-- Wash me, Savior, or I die! 4. While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eyelids close in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment-throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #376 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Cor. 10:4 Author: Augustus M. Toplady, 1776, alt. Composer: Thomas Hastings, 1830 Tune: "Toplady" _________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _________________________________________________________________ "Salvation unto Us has Come" by Paul Speratus, 1484-1551 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Salvation unto us has come By God's free grace and favor; Good works cannot avert our doom, They help and save us never. Faith looks to Jesus Christ alone, Who did for all the world atone; He is our one Redeemer. 2. What God did in His Law demand And none to Him could render Caused wrath and woe on every hand For man, the vile offender. Our flesh has not those pure desires The spirit of the Law requires, And lost is our condition. 3. It was a false, misleading dream That God His Law had given That sinners should themselves redeem And by their works gain heaven. The Law is but a mirror bright To bring the inbred sin to light That lurks within our nature. 4. From sin our flesh could not abstain, Sin held its sway unceasing; The task was useless and in vain, Our gilt was e'er increasing. None can remove sin's poisoned dart Or purify our guileful heart,- So deep is our corruption. 5. Yet as the Law must be fulfilled Or we must die despairing, Christ came and hath God's anger stilled, Our human nature sharing. He hath for us the Law obeyed And thus the Father's vengeance stayed Which over us impended. 6. Since Christ hath full atonement made And brought to us salvation, Each Christian therefore may be glad And build on this foundation. Thy grace alone, dear Lord, I plead, Thy death is now my life indeed, For Thou hast paid my ransom. 7. Let me not doubt, but trust in Thee, Thy Word cannot be broken; Thy call rings out, "Come unto Me!" No falsehood hast Thou spoken. Baptized into Thy precious name, My faith cannot be put to shame, And I shall never perish. 8. The Law reveals the guilt of sin And makes men conscience-stricken; The Gospel then doth enter in The sinful soul to quicken. Come to the cross, trust Christ, and live; The Law no peace can ever give, No comfort and no blessing. 9. Faith clings to Jesus' cross alone And rests in Him unceasing; And by its fruits true faith is known, With love and hope increasing. Yet faith alone doth justify, Works serve thy neighbor and supply The proof that faith is living. 10. All blessing, honor, thanks, and praise To Father, Son, and Spirit, The God that saved us by His grace,- All glory to His merit! O Triune God in heaven above, Who hast revealed Thy saving love, Thy blessed name be hallowed. _________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 377 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 3: 5 Author: Paul Speratus, 1523, cento Translated by: composite Titled: "Es ist das Heil uns kommen her" Tune: "Es ist das Heil" German melody, c. 1400 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "All that I Was, My Sin, My Guilt" by Horatius Bonar, 1808-1899 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. All that I was, my sin, my guilt, My death, was all my own; All that I am I owe to Thee, My gracious God, alone. 2. The evil of my former state Was mine, and only mine; The good in which I now rejoice Is Thine, and only Thine. 3. The darkness of my former state, The bondage, all was mine; The light of life in which I walk, The liberty, is Thine. 4. Thy Word first made me feel my sin, It taught me to believe; Then, in believing, peace I found, And now I live, I live! 5. All that I am, e'en here on earth, All that I hope to be, When Jesus comes and glory dawns, I owe it, Lord, to Thee. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #378 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Corinthians 15:10 Author: Horatius Bonar, 1845, alt. Tune: "St. Bernard" 1st Published in: _Tochter Zion_, 1741 Town: Cologne, Germany _________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _________________________________________________________________ "I do Not Come Because My Soul" by Frank B. St. John Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I do not come because my soul Is free from sin and pure and whole And worthy of Thy grace; I do not speak to Thee because I've never justly kept Thy laws And dare to meet Thy face. 2. I know that sin and guilt combine To reign o'er every thought of mine And torn from good to ill; I know that, when I try to be Upright and just and true to Thee, I am a sinner still. 3. I know that often when I strive To keep a spark of love alive For Thee, the powers within Leap up in unsubmissive might And oft benumb my sense of right And pull me back to sin. 4. I know that, though in doing good I spend my life, I never could Atone for all I've done; But though my sins are black as night, I dare to come before Thy sight Because I trust Thy Son. 5. In Him alone my trust I place, Come boldly to Thy Throne of grace, And there commune with Thee. Salvation sure, O Lord, is mine, And, all unworthy, I am Thine, For Jesus died for me. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #379 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 7:19-25 Author: Frank B. St. John, 1878 Composer: German melody, c. 1400 Tune: "Kommt her zu mir" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Thy Works, Not Mine, O Christ" by Horatius Bonar, 1808-1899 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Thy works, not mine, O Christ, Speak gladness to this heart; They tell me all is done, They bid my fear depart. To whom save Thee, who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? 2. Thy wounds, not mine, O Christ, Can heal my bruised soul; Thy stripes, not mine, contain The balm that makes me whole. To whom save Thee, who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? 3. Thy cross, not mine, O Christ, Has borne the awe-full load Of sins that none could bear But the incarnate God. To whom save Thee, who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? 4. Thy death, not mine, O Christ, Has paid the ransom due; Ten thousand deaths like mine Would have been all too few. To whom save Thee, who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? 5. Thy righteousness, O Christ, Alone can cover me; No righteousness avails Save that which is of Thee. To whom save Thee, who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #380 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Phil. 3:9 Author: Horatius Bonar, 1857 1st Published in: _The Parish Choir_, 1851 Tune: "St. John" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "I Know My Faith is Founded" by Erdmann Neumeister, 1671-1756 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I know my faith is founded On Jesus Christ, my God and Lord; And this my faith confessing Unmoved I stand upon His Word. Man's reason cannot fathom The truth of God profound; Who trusts her subtle wisdom Relies on shifting ground. God's Word is all-sufficient, It makes divinely sure, And trusting in its wisdom, My faith shall rest secure. 2. Increase my faith, dear Savior, For Satan seeks by night and day To rob me of this treasure And take my hope of bliss away. But, Lord, with Thee beside me, I shall be undismayed; And led by Thy good Spirit, I shall be unafraid. Abide with me, O Savior, A firmer faith bestow; Then I shall bid defiance To every evil foe. 3. In faith, Lord, let me serve Thee; Though persecution, grief and pain Should seek to overwhelm me, Let me a steadfast trust retain; And then at my departure Take Thou me home to Thee And let me there inherit All thou hast promised me. In life and death, Lord, keep me Until Thy heaven I gain, Where I by Thy great mercy The end of faith attain. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #381 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 2 Tim. 1:12 Author: Erdmann Neumeister, 1718 Translated by: composite Tune: "Nun lob, mein' Seel'" 1st Published in: _Concentus Novi_ Town: Augsburg, 1540 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Lord, We Confess Our Numerous Faults" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord, we confess our numerous faults; How great our guilt has been, How vain and foolish all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin. 2. But, O my soul, forever praise, Forever love, His name Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways Of folly, sin, and shame. 3. 'Tis not by works of righteousness Which our own hands have done, But we are saved by God's free grace Abounding through His Son. 4. 'Tis from the mercy of our God That all our hopes begin; 'Tis by the Water and the Blood Our souls are washed from sin. 5. 'Tis through the purchase of His death Who hung upon the tree The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we. 6. Raised from the dead, we live anew; And justified by grace. We shall appear in glory, too, And see our Father's face. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #382 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Titus 3:3-7 Author: Isaac Watts, 1709, alt. Composer: John Day, 1562 1st Published in: _Psalter_ Tune: "St. Flavian" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Seek Where Ye May to Find a Way" by Georg Weissel, 1590-1635 Translated by Arthur Voss 1899-1955 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Seek where ye may To find a way That leads to your salvation; My heart is stilled, On Christ I build, He is the one Foundation. His Word is sure, His works endure; He doth o'erthrow My every foe; Through Him I more than conquer. 2. Seek whom ye may To be your stay; None can redeem his brother. All helpers failed, This Man prevailed, The God-man, and none other. Our Servant-Lord Did help afford; We're justified, For He hath died, The Guiltless for the guilty. 3. Seek Him alone, Who did atone, Who did your souls deliver; Yea, seek Him first, All ye who thirst For grace that faileth never. In every need Seek Him indeed; To every heart He will impart His blessings without measure. 4. My heart's Delight, My Crown most bright, Thou, Jesus, art forever. Nor wealth nor pride Nor aught beside Our bond of love shall sever. Thou art my Lord; Thy precious Word Shall be my guide, Whate'er betide. Oh, teach me, Lord, to trust Thee! 5. Hide not from me, I ask of Thee, Thy gracious face and favor. Though floods of woe Should o'er me flow, My faith shall never waver. From pain and grief Grant sweet relief; For tears I weep, Lord, let me reap Thy heavenly joy and glory. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #383 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 4:12 Author: Georg Weissel, 1623 Translated by: Arthur Voss, 1938 Titled: "Such', wer da will, ein ander Ziel" Composer: Johann Stobaeus, 1613, ad. Tune: "Such', wer da will" ____________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, How Great is Thy Compassion" by Johann Olearius Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Oh, how great is Thy compassion, Faithful Father, God of grace, That with all our fallen race And in our deep degradation Thou wast merciful that we Might be saved eternally! 2. Thy great love for this hath striven That we may from sin be free And forever live with Thee; Yea, Thy Son Himself hath given And extends an earnest call To His Supper unto all. 3. And for this our soul's salvation Voucheth Thy good Spirit, Lord, In Thy Sacraments and Word. He imparts true consolation, Granteth us the gift of faith That we fear nor hell nor death. 4. Lord, Thy mercy will not leave me,- Truth doth evermore abide,- Then in Thee I will confide. Since Thy Word cannot decive me, My salvation is to me Well assured eternally. 5. I will praise Thy great compassion, Faithful Father, God of grace, That with all our fallen race And in our deep degradation Thou wast merciful that we Might bring endless praise to Thee. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #384 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: 2 Cor. 9:15 Author: Johann Olearius, 1671 Translated by: August Crull, 1923, alt. Titled: "Ach, wie gross ist deine Gnade" Tune: "Ach, was soll ich Suender machen" 1st Published in: "Hirtenlieder" Town: Altdorf, 1653 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Now I have Found the Firm Foundation" by Johann A. Rothe, 1688-1758 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Now I have found the firm foundation Which holds mine anchor ever sure; 'Twas laid before the world's creation In Christ my Savior's wounds secure; Foundation which unmoved shall stay When heaven and earth will pass away. 2. It is that mercy never ending, Which human wisdom far transcends, Of Him who, loving arms extending, To wretched sinners condescends; Whose heart with pity still doth break Whether we seek Him or forsake. 3. Our ruin God hath not intended, For our salvation He hath yearned; For this His Son to earth descended And then to heaven again returned; For this so patient evermore He knocketh at our heart's closed door. 4. O depth of love, to me revealing The sea where my sins disappear! In Christ my wounds find perfect healing, There is no condemnation here; For Jesus' blood through earth and skies Forever "Mercy! Mercy!" cries. 5. I never will forget this crying; In faith I'll trust it all my days, And when o'er all my sins I'm sighing, Into the Father's heart I'll gaze; For there is always to be found Free mercy without end and bound. 6. Though I be robbed of every pleasure That makes my soul and body glad And be deprived of earthly treasure And be forsaken, lone, and sad, Though my desire for help seem vain, His mercy shall with me remain. 7. Though earthly trials should oppress me And cares from day to day increase; Though earth's vain things should sore distress me And rob me of my Savior's peace; Though I be brought down to the dust, Still in His mercy I will trust. 8. When all my deeds I am reviewing, The deeds that I admire the most, I find in all my thought and doing That there is naught whereof to boast, Yet this sweet comfort shall abide-- In mercy I can still confide. 9. Let mercy cause me to be willing To bear my lot and not to fret. While He my restless heart is stilling, May I His mercy not forget! Come weal, come woe, my heart to test, His mercy is my only rest. 10. I'll stand upon this firm foundation As long as I on earth remain; This shall engage my meditation While I the breath of life retain; And then, when face to face with Thee, I'll sing of mercy, great and free. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #385 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Cor. 3:11 Author: Johann A. Rothe, 1727 Translated by: compostie Titled: "Ich habe nun den Grund gefunden" Composer: Johann B. Koenig, 1738 Tune: "O dass ich tausend" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "My Savior Sinners Doth Receive" by Leopold F. Lehr, 1709-1744 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. My Savior sinners doth receive Who find no rest and no salvation, To whom no man can comfort give, So great their guilt and condemnation; For whom the world is all too small, Their sins themselves and God appal; With whom the Law itself hath broken, On whom its judgment hath been spoken,-- To them the Gospel hope doth give: My Savior sinners doth receive. 2. A love more deep than mother-love, With which His heart was overflowing, Drew Him to earth from heaven above, On sinners boundless grace bestowing, He in their stead a curse became, He bore the across with all its shame; Brought full atonement by His suffering, Gave up His life for them an offering. This comfort doth the Gospel give: My Savior sinners doth receive. 3. His loving bosom still remains A haven for the heavey-laden; Christ frees them from their guilty stains, Their burdened heart doth ease and gladden. He casts into the unfathomed sea The load of their iniquity; He gives assurance by His Spirit That they are saved through His own merit. Yea, they shall live who this believe: My Savior sinners doth receive. 4. Say not: "My sins are far too great, His mercy I have scorned and slighted, Now my repentance is too late; I came not when His love invited." O trembling sinner, have no fear; In penitence to Christ draw near. Come now, though conscience still is chiding; Accept His mercy, e'er abiding. Come; blest are they who this believe: My Savior sinners doth receive. 5. Oh, draw us ever unto Thee, Thou Friend of sinners, gracious Savior; Help us that we may fervently Desire Thy pardon, peace, and favor. When guilty conscience doth reprove, Reveal to us Thy heart of love. May we, our wretchedness beholding, See then Thy pardoning grace unfolding And say: "To God all glory be: My Savior, Christ, receiveth me." ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #386 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 15:2 Author: Leopold F. Lehr, c. 1731, cento Titled: "Mein Heiland nimmt die Suender an" Translated by: composite 1st Published in: _Musikalischer Christenschatz_ Tune: "Mein Heiland" Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Dear Christians, One and All, Rejoice" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Dear Christians, one and all, rejoice, With exultation springing, And, with united heart and voice And holy rapture singing, Proclaim the wonders God hath done, How His right arm the victory won; Right dearly it hath cost Him. 2. Fast bound in Satan's chains I lay, Death brooded darkly o'er me, Sin was my torment night and day, In sin my mother bore me; Yea, deep and deeper still I fell, Life had become a living hell, So firmly sin possessed me. 3. My own good works availed me naught, No merit they attaining; Free will against God's judgment fought, Dead to all good remaining. My fears increased till sheer despair Left naught but death to be my share; The pangs of hell I suffered. 4. But God beheld my wretched state Before the world's foundation, And, mindful of His mercies great, He planned my soul's salvation. A father's heart He turned to me, Sought my redemption fervently: He gave His dearest Treasure. 5. He spoke to His beloved Son: 'Tis time to have compassion. Then go, bright Jewel of My crown, And bring to man salvation; From sin and sorrow set him free, Slay bitter death for him that he May live with Thee forever. 6. This Son obeyed His Father's will, Was born of virgin mother, And God's good pleasure to fulfill, He came to be my Brother. No garb of pomp or power He wore, A servant's form, like mine, He bore, To lead the devil captive. 7.To me He spake: Hold fast to Me, I am thy Rock and Castle; Thy Ransom I Myself will be, For thee I strive and wrestle; For I am with thee, I am thine, And evermore thou shalt be Mine; The Foe shall not divide us. 8. The Foe shall shed My precious blood, Me of My life bereaving. All this I suffer for thy good; Be steadfast and believing. Life shall from death the victory win, My innocence shall bear thy sin; So art thou blest forever. 9. Now to My Father I depart, The Holy Spirit sending And, heavenly wisdom to impart, My help to thee extending. He shall in trouble comfort thee, Teach thee to know and follow Me, And in all truth shall guide thee. 10. What I have done and taught, teach thou, My ways forsake thou never; So shall My kingdom flourish now And God be praised forever. Take heed lest men with base alloy The heavenly treasure should destroy; This counsel I bequeath thee. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 387 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 3: 28 Author: Martin Luther, 1523 Translated by: Richard Massie, 1854, alt. Titled: "Nun freut euch, liebe Christen g'mein" Tune: "Nun freut euch" 1st Published in: _Etlich' christliche Lieder_ Town: Wittenberg, 1524 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Just as I Am, without One Plea" by Charlotte Elliott, 1789-1871 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Just as I am, without one plea But that Thy blood was shed for me And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 2. Just as I am and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 3. Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 4. Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 5. Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; Because Thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. 6. Just as I am; Thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down. Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #388 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 6:37 Author: Charlotte Elliott, 1836 Composer, First Tune: George J. Elvey, 1862 First Tune: "St. Crispin" Composer, Second Tune: William B. Bradbury, 1849 Second Tune: "Woodworth" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Not What These Hands have Done" by Horatius Bonar, 1808-1899 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Not what these hands have done Can save this guilty soul; Not what this toiling flesh has borne Can make my spirit whole. 2. Not what I feel or do Can give me peace with God; Not all my prayers and sighs and tears Can bear my awe-full load. 3. Thy work alone, O Christ, Can ease this weight of sin; Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, Can give me peace within. 4. Thy love to me, O God, Not mine, O Lord to Thee, Can rid me of this dark unrest And set my spirit free. 5. Thy grace alone, O God, To me can pardon speak; Thy power alone, O Son of God, Can this sore bondage break. 6. I bless the Christ of God, I rest on love divine, And with unfaltering lip and heart I call this Savior mine. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #389 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Eph. 2:8, 9 Author: Horatius Bonar, 1861, cento Composer: Samuel Howard, 1762 Tune: "St. Bride" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Drawn to the Cross, which Thou hast Blest" by Genevieve M. Irons, 1855-? Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Drawn to the Cross, which Thou hast blest With healing gifts for souls distrest, To find in Thee my life, my rest, Christ Crucified, I come. 2. Thou knowest all my griefs and fears, Thy grace abused, my misspent years; Yet now to Thee with contrite tears, Christ Crucified, I come. 3. Wash me and take away each stain; Let nothing of my sin remain. For cleansing, though it be through pain, Christ Crucified, I come. 4. And then for work to do for Thee, Which shall so sweet a service be That angels well might envy me, Christ Crucified, I come. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #390 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 12:32 Author: Genevieve M. Irons, 1880 Composer: Joseph Barnby, 1883 Tune: "Dunstan" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Blessed Are the Sons of God" by Joseph Humphreys, 1720-? Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Blessed are the sons of God, They are bought with Christ's own blood; They are ransomed from the grave, Life eternal they shall have: With them numbered may we be Here and in eternity! 2. They are justified by grace, They enjoy the Savior's peace; All their sins are washed away, They shall stand in God's great Day: With them numbered may we be Here and in eternity! 3. They are lights upon the earth, Children of a heavenly birth; One with God, with Jesus one; Glory is in them begun: With them numbered may we be Here and in eternity! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #391 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matthew 5:14 Author: Joseph Humphreys, 1743, cento, alt. Composer: Johann G. Ebeling, 1666 Tune: "Voller Wunder" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Blest Is the Man, Forever Blest" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Blest is the man, forever blest, Whose guilt is pardoned by his God, Whose sins with sorrow are confessed And covered with his Savior's blood. 2. Blest is the man to whom the Lord Imputes not his iniquities; He pleads no merit of reward And not on works but grace relies. 3. From guile his heart and lips are free; His humble joy, his holy fear, With deep repentance well agree And join to prove his faith sincere. 4. How glorious is that righteousness That hides and cancels all his sins, While bright the evidence of grace Thro' all his life appears and shines! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #392 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 32 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719 1st Published in: _Nuernbergisches Gesangbuch_, 1676 Tune: "O Jesu Christ, mein's" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "From God Shall Naught Divide Me" by Ludwig Helmbold, 1532-1598 Translated by Catharine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. From God shall naught divide me, For He is true for aye And on my path will guide me, Who else should often stray. His right hand holdeth me; For me He truly careth, My burdens ever beareth Wherever I may be. 2. When man's help and affection Shall unavailing prove, God grants me His protection And shows His pow'r and love. He helps in ev'ry need, From sin and shame redeems me, From chains and bonds reclaims me, Yea, e'en from death I'm freed. 3. God shall be my Reliance In sorrow's darkest night; Its dread I bid defiance When He is at my right. I unto Him commend My body, soul, and spirit-- They are His own by merit-- All's well then at the end. 4. Oh, praise Him, for He never Forgets our daily need; Oh, blest the hour whenever To Him our thoughts can speed; Yea, all the time we spend Without Him is but wasted, Till we His joy have tasted, The joy that hath no end. 5. Yea, when the world shall perish With all its pride and power, Whatever worldlings cherish Shall vanish in that hour. But though in death they make The deepest grave our cover, When there our sleep is over, Our God will us awake. 6. What though I here must suffer Distress and trials sore, I merit ways still rougher; And yet there is in store For me eternal bliss, Yea, pleasures without measure, Since Christ is now my Treasure And shall be evermore. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #393 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Joshua 24:16 Author: Ludwig Helmbold, 1563, cento Translated by: Catharine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Von Gott will ich nicht lassen" Tune: "Von Gott will ich nicht lassen" 1st Published in: _Christliche Tischgesaenge_ Town: Erfurt, 1572 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "My Faith Looks Up to Thee" by Ray Palmer, 1808-1887 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Savior divine. Now hear me while I pray; Take all my guilt away; Oh, let me from this day Be wholly Thine! 2. May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire! As Thou hast died for me, Oh, may my love to Thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire! 3. While life's dark maze I tread And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my Guide. Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside. 4. When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll, Blest Savior, then, in love, Fear and distrust remove; Oh, bear me safe above, A ransomed soul! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #394 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ephesians 3:12 Author: Ray Palmer, 1830 Composer: Lowell Mason Tune: "Olivet" 1st Published in: 1831 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Richard G. Schaefer and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O God, Thou Faithful God" By Johann Heermann, 1585-1647 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O God, Thou faithful God, Thou Fountain ever flowing, Who good and perfect gifts In mercy art bestowing, Give me a healthy frame, And may I have within A conscience free from blame, A soul unhurt by sin! 2. Grant Thou me strength 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 might, and bless The work I thus have wrought, For Thou must give success. 3. Oh, let me never speak What bounds of truth exceedeth; Grant that no idle word From out my mouth proceedeth; And then, when in my place I must and ought to speak, My words grant power and grace Lest I offend 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; And let me win my foe With words and actions kind. When counsel I would know, Good counsel let me find. 5.And let me with all men, As far as in me lieth, In peace and friendship live. And if Thy gift supplieth Great wealth and honor fair, Then this refuse me not, That naught be mingled there Of goods unjustly got. 6. If Thou a longer life Hast here on earth decreed me; If Thou through many ills To age at length wilt lead me, Thy patience on me shed. Avert all sin and shame And crown my hoary head With honor free from blame. 7. Let me depart this life Confiding in my Savior; Do Thou my soul receive That it may live forever; And let my body have A quiet resting-place Within a Christian 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, Change Thou this earthly frame, And bid me aye rejoice With those who love Thy name. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #395 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Kings 3: 5 Author: Johann Heermann, 1630 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt. Titled: "O Gott, du frommer Gott" Tune: "O Gott, du frommer Gott" 1st Published in: _Neuvermehrtes Gesangbuch_ Town: Meniningen, 1693 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, for a Faith That Will Not Shrink" by William H. Bathhurst, 1796-1877 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Oh, for a faith that will not shrink Tho' pressed by many a foe; That will not tremble on the brink Of poverty or woe; 2. That will not murmur nor complain Beneath the chast'ning rod, But in the hour of grief or pain Can lean upon its God; 3. A faith that shines more bright and clear When tempests rage without; That, when in danger, knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt; 4. That bears unmoved the world's dread frown Nor heeds its scornful smile; That sin's wild ocean cannot drown Nor Satan's arts beguile; 5. A faith that keeps the narrow way Till life's last spark is fled And with a pure and heavenly ray Lights up the dying bed. 6. Lord give us such a faith as this; And then, whate'er may come, We'll taste e'en now the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #396 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 17:5 Author: William H. Bathhurst, 1831, alt. Composer: Alexander R. Reinagle, 1836 Tune: "St. Peter" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Richard G. Schaefer and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________  "O Love, Who Madest Me to Wear" by Johann Scheffler, 1624-1677 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Love, who madest me to wear The image of Thy Godhead here; Who soughtest me with tender care Thro' all my wand'rings wild and drear,-- O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 2. O Love, who ere life's earliest dawn On me Thy choice hast gently laid; O Love, who here as man wast born And like to us in all things made,-- O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 3. O Love, who once in time wast slain, Pierced thro' and thro' with bitter woe; O Love, who, wrestling thus, didst gain That we eternal joy might know,-- O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 4. O Love, who thus hast bound me fast Beneath that easy yoke of Thine; Love, who hast conquered me at last, Enrapturing this heart of mine,-- O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 5. O Love, who lovest me for aye, Who for my soul dost ever plead; O Love, who didst my ransom pay, Whose power sufficeth in my stead,-- O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 6. O Love, who once shalt bid me rise From out this dying life of ours; O Love, who once above yon skies Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers,-- O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #397 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 John 4:16 Author: Johann Scheffler, 1657 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858 Titled: "Liebe, die du mich zum Bilde" Tune: "Heut' triumphieret Gottes Sohn" 1st Published in: _Deutsche geistliche Lieder_ Town: Frankfurt a. O., 1601 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Richard G. Schaefer and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Renew Me, O Eternal Light" by Johann F. Ruopp Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Renew me, O eternal Light, And let my heart and soul be bright, Illumined with the light of grace That issues from Thy holy face. 2. Destroy in me the lust of sin, From all impureness make me clean. Oh, grant me power and strength, my God, To strive against my flesh and blood! 3. Create in me a new heart, Lord, That gladly I obey Thy Word And naught but what Thou wilt, desire; With such new life my soul inspire. 4. Grant that I only Thee may love And seek those things which are above Till I behold Thee face to face, O Light eternal, through Thy grace. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #398 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: 2 Cor. 3: 18 Author: Johann F. Ruopp, 1714, centro Translated by: August Crull, 1923 Titled: "Erneure mich, o ew'ges Licht" Tune: "Herr Jesu Christ, mein's" 1st Published in: "As Hymnodus Sacer" Town: Leipzig, 1625 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Thee Will I Love, My Strength, My Tower" by Johann Scheffler, 1624-1677 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower; Thee will I love, my Hope, my Joy; Thee will I love with all my power, With ardor time shall ne'er destroy. Thee will I love, O Light Divine, So long as life is mine. 2. Thee will I love, my Life, my Savior, Who art my best and truest Friend; Thee will I love and praise forever, For never shall Thy kindness end; Thee will I love with all my heart, Thou my Redeemer art. 3. I thank Thee, Jesus, Sun from heaven, Whose radiance hath bro't light to me; I thank Thee, who hast richly given All that could make me glad and free; I thank Thee that my soul is healed By what Thy lips revealed. 4. Oh, keep me watchful, then, and humble And suffer me no more to stray; Uphold me when my feet would stumble, Nor let me loiter by the way. Fill all my nature with Thy light, O Radiance strong and bright! 5. Oh, teach me, Lord, to love Thee truly With soul and body, head and heart, And grant me grace that I may duly Practice fore'er love's sacred art. Grant that my every thought may be Directed e'er to Thee. 6. Thee will I love, my Crown of gladness; Thee will I love, my God and Lord, Amid the darkest depths of sadness, Not for the hope of high reward-- For Thine own sake, O Light Divine, So long as life is mine. ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #399 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 14:23 Author: Johann Scheffler, 1657, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Ich will dich lieben, meine Staerke" Tune: "Ich will dich lieben" 1st Published in: _Harmonischer Liederschatz_ Town: Frankfurt, 1733 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Richard G. Schaefer and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Take My Life and Let It Be" by Frances R. Havergal, 1836-1879 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 287 1. Take my life and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee; Take my moments and my days, Let them flow in ceaseless praise. 2. Take my hands and let them move At the impulse of Thy love; Take my feet and let them be Swift and beautiful for Thee. 3. Take my voice and let me sing Always, only, for my King; Take my lips and let them be Filled with messages from Thee. 4. Take my silver and my gold, Not a mite would I withhold; Take my intellect and use Every power as Thou shalt choose. 5. Take my will and make it Thine, It shall be no longer mine; Take my heart, it is Thine own, It shall be Thy royal throne. 6. Take my love, my Lord, I pour At Thy feet its treasure-store; Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, all, for Thee. _________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #400 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Eph. 6:24 Author: Frances R. Havergal, 1874 Composer: William H. Havergal, 1869 Tune: "Patmos" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Richard G. Schaefer and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Praise to Thee and Adoration" By Thomas Hansen Kingo, 1634-1703 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Praise to Thee and adoration, Blessed Jesus, Son of God, Who, to serve Thine own creation, Didst partake of flesh and blood. Teach me that I never may From Thy fold or pastures stray, But with zeal and joy exceeding Follow where Thy steps are leading. 2. Let me never, Lord, forsake Thee, E'en though bitter pain and strife On my way shall overtake me; But may I through all my life Walk in fervent love to Thee, In all woes for comfort flee To Thy birth, Thy death, and Passion, Till I see Thy full salvation. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #401 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 106: 1 Author: Thomas Hansen Kingo, 1689 Translated by: Kristen Kvamme et al, 1904 Titled: "Lov og Tak og evig Aere" Tune: "Freu dich sehr" 1st Published: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O God, Forsake Me Not!" by Salomo Franck Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O God, forsake me not! Thy gracious presence lend me; Lead Thou Thy helpless child; Thy Holy Spirit send me That I my course may run. Be Thou my Light, my Lot, My Staff, my Rock, my Shield, -- O God, forsake me not! 2. O God, forsake me not! Take not Thy Spirit from me And suffer not the might Of sin to overcome me. Increase my feeble faith, Which Thou Thyself hast wrought. Be Thou my Strength and Power, -- O God, forsake me not! 3. O God, forsake me not! Lord, hear my supplication! In every evil hour Help me o'ercome temptation; And when the Prince of hell My conscience seeks to blot, Be Thou not far from me, -- O God, forsake me not! 4. O God, forsake me not! Thy mercy I'm addressing; O Father, God of Love, Grant me Thy heavenly blessing To do when duty calls What'er Thou didst allot, To do what pleaseth Thee, -- O God, forsake me not! 5. O God, forsake me not! Lord, I am Thine forever. Grant me true faith in Thee; Grant that I leave Thee never. Grant me a blessed end When my good fight is fought; Help me in life and death, -- O God, forsake me not! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #402 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 38:22 Author: Salomo Franck, 1714 Translated by: August Crull, 1923, alt. Titled: "Ach Gott, verlass mich nicht" Tune: "O Gott, du frommer Gott" 1st Published in: _Neuvermehrtes Gesangbuch_ Town: Meiningen, 1693 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Savior, Thy Dying Love" by Sylvanus D. Phelps, 1816-1895 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 289 1. Savior, Thy dying love Thou gavest me; Nor should I aught withhold, Dear Lord, from Thee. In love my soul would bow, My heart fulfil its vow, Some offering bring Thee now, Something for Thee. 2. O'er the blest mercy-seat, Pleading for me, My feeble faith looks up, Jesus, to Thee. Help me my cross to bear, Thy wondrous love declare, Some song to raise or prayer, Something for Thee. 3. Give me a faithful heart, Likeness to Thee, That each departing day Henceforth may see Some work of love begun, Some deed of kindness done, Some wanderer sought and won, Something for Thee. 4. All that I am and have, Thy gifts so free, In joy, in grief, through life, Dear Lord, for Thee! And when Thy face I see, My ransomed soul shall be Through all eternity Something for Thee. __________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #403 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 9:6 Author: Sylvanus D. Phelps, 1862 Composer: Joseph Barnaby, 1892 Tune: "Winterton" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Richard G. Schaefer and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Soul, What Return Has God, Thy Savior" by Karl F. Lochner, 1634-1697 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) pp. 289-290 1. Soul, what return has God, thy Savior, For all He gives thee day by day? Oh, hast thou in thy gift a favor That can delight and please Him?--Say! The best of offerings He requires: Thy heart it is that He desires. 2. Give unto God thy heart's affection, Who else can claim thee as His own? Should Satan hold thee in subjection? With him but pangs of hell are known. To Thee alone, O Lord divine, My heart and all I now resign. 3. Accept the gift which Thou requirest, My heart and soul, O gracious God, The first-fruits Thou so much desirest, For which Thy Son paid with His blood. To Thee I willingly assign My heart, dear Lord, for it is Thine. 4. Whom should I give my heart's affection But Thee, who gavest Thine to faith? Thy fervent love is my protection; Lord, Thou hast loved me unto death. My heart with Thine shall ever be One heart throughout eternity. ________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #404 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 12:17 Author: Karl F. Lochner, 1673, ab. Translated by: composite Titled: "Was gibst du denn, o meine Seele" Composer: Kornelius H. Dretzel, 1731 Tune: "O dass ich tausend" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Richard G. Schaefer and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Gave My Life for Thee" by Frances R. Havergal, 1836-1879 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 290 1. I gave My life for thee, My precious blood I shed, That thou might'st ransomed be And quickened from the dead. I gave My life for thee; What hast thou given for Me? 2. I spent long years for thee In weariness and woe That an eternity Of joy thou mightest know. I spent long years for thee; Hast thou spent one for Me? 3. My Father's home of light, My rainbow-circled throne, I left for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone. I left it all for thee; Hast thou left aught for Me? 4. I suffered much for thee, More than My tongue may tell, Of bitterest agony, To rescue thee from hell. I suffered much for thee; What canst thou bear for Me? 5. And I have brought to thee Down from My home above Salvation full and free, My pardon and My love. Great gifts I brought to thee; What hast thou brought to Me? 6. Oh, let thy life be given, Thy years for Me be spent, World's fetters all be riven, And joy with suffering blent! I gave Myself for thee: Give thou thyself to Me. _________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #405 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Phil. 1:27 Author: Frances R. Havergal, 1858 Composer: Thomas Este, 1592 Tune: "Old 120th" 1st Published in: _Psalter_ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Richard G. Schaefer and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord, as Thou Wilt, Deal Thou With Me" by Kaspar Bienemann, 1540-1591 Translated by Emanuel Cronenwett, 1841-1931 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord, as Thou wilt, deal Thou with me; No other wish I cherish. In life and death I cling to Thee; Oh, do not let me perish! Let not Thy grace from me depart And grant an ever patient heart To bear what Thou dost send me. 2. Grant honor, truth, and purity, And love Thy Word to ponder; From all false doctrine keep me free. Bestow, both here and yonder, What serves my everlasting bliss; Preserve me from unrighteousness Throughout my earthly journey. 3. When, at Thy summons, I must leave This vale of sin and sadness, Give me Thy grace, Lord, not to grieve, But to depart with gladness. To Thee my spirit I commend; O Lord, grant me a blessed end Through Jesus Christ, my Savior. __________________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #406 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 40:8 Author: Kaspar Bienemann, 1574 Translated by: Emanuel Cronenwett, 1880, alt. Titled: "Herr, wie du willst, so schick's mit mir" Tune: "Herr wie du willst" 1st Published in: _Deutsch Kirchenamt_ Town: Strassburg, 1525 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Farewell I Gladly Bid Thee" by Valerius Herberger, 1562-1627 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.292 1. Farewell I gladly bid Thee, False, evil world, farewell. Thy life is vain and sinful, With Thee I would not dwell. I long to be in heaven, In that untroubled sphere Where they will be rewarded Who served their God while here. 2. By Thy good counsel lead me, O Son of God, my Stay; In each perplexing trial Help me, O Lord, I pray. Mine hour of sorrow shorten, Support my fainting heart, From every cross deliver, The crown of life impart. 3. When darkness round me gathers, Thy name and cross, still bright, Deep in my heart are sparkling Like stars in blackest night. O heart, this image cherish: The Christ on Calvary, How patiently He suffered And shed His blood for me! 4. Lord, hide my soul securely Deep in Thy wounded side; From every danger shield me And to Thy glory guide. He has been truly blessed Who reaches heaven above; He has found perfect healing Who rests upon Thy love. 5. Lord, write my name, I pray Thee, Now in the Book of Life And with all true believers Take me where joys are rife. There let me bloom and flourish, Thy perfect freedom prove, And tell, as I adore Thee, How faithful was Thy love. ____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #407 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rev. 3:5 Author: Valerius Herberger, 1613 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Valet will ich dir geben" Composer: Melchior Teschner, 1613 Tune: "Valet will ich dir geben" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Let Us Ever Walk With Jesus" by Sigismund von Birken, 1626-1681 Translated by J. Adam Rimbach, 1871-1941 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.293 1. Let us ever walk with Jesus, Follow His example pure, Flee the world, which would deceive us And to sin our souls allure. Ever in His footsteps treading, Body here, yet soul above, Full of faith and hope and love, Let us do the Father's bidding. Faithful Lord, abide with me; Savior, lead, I follow Thee. 2. Let us suffer here with Jesus, To His image, e'er conform; Heaven's glory soon will please us, Sunshine follow on the storm. Though we sow in tears of sorrow, We shall reap with heavenly joy; And the fears that now annoy Shall be laughter on the morrow. Christ, I suffer here with Thee; There, oh, share Thy joy with me! 3. Let us also die with Jesus. His death from the second death, From our soul's destruction, frees us, Quickens us with life's glad breath. Let us mortify, while living, Flesh and blood and die to sin; And the grave that shuts us in Shall but prove the gate to heaven. Jesus, here I die to Thee There to live eternally. 4. Let us gladly live with Jesus; Since He's risen from the dead, Death and grave must soon release us. Jesus, Thou art now our Head, We are truly Thine own members; Where Thou livest, there live we. Take and own us constantly, Faithful Friend, as Thy dear brethren. Jesus, here I live to Thee, Also there eternally. __________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #409 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 11:16 Author: Sigismund von Birken, 1653 Translated by: J. Adam Rimbach, 1900 Titled: "Lasset uns mit Jesu ziehen" Composer: Georg G. Boltze, 1788 Tune: "Lasset uns mit Jesu ziehen" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, Lead Thou On" Cento by Christian Gregor, 1723-1801 Translated by Jane Borthwick, 1813-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 294-295 1. Jesus, lead Thou on Till our rest is won; And although the way be cheerless, We will follow calm and fearless. Guide us by Thy hand To our fatherland. 2. If the way be drear, If the foe be near, Let not faithless fears o'ertake us; Let not faith and hope forsake us; For through many a woe To our home we go. 3. When we seek relief From a long-felt grief; When temptations come alluring, Make us patient and enduring; Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more. 4. Jesus, lead Thou on Till our rest is won. Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, control, protect us, Till we safely stand In our fatherland. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymanl_ Hymn #410 Text: Luke 5:11 Author: Cento by Christian Gregor, 1778 Translated by: Jane Borthwick, 1854, alt. Titled: "Jesu, geh voran" Composer: Adam Drese, 1697 Tune: "Seelenbraeutigam" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "From Eternity, O God" by Caspar Neumann Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. From eternity, O God, In Thy Son Thou didst elect me; Therefore, Father, on life's road Graciously to heaven direct me; Send to me Thy Holy Spirit That His gifts I may inherit. 2. Though alive, I'm dead in sin, Lost to all good things by nature. Holy Ghost, change me within, Make of me a new-born creature; For the flesh works ruination And can never gain salvation. 3. Drive away the gloomy night Of my heart's perverse reflection; Quench all thoughts that are not right, Hold my reason in subjection; Grant that I from Thee, with yearning, Wisdom always may be learning. 4. Oh, create a heart in me That in Thee, my God, believeth And o'er the iniquity Of my sins most truly grieveth. When dark hours of woe betide me, In the wounds of Jesus hide me. 5. As a branch upon a vine In my blessed Lord implant me; Ever of my Head divine To remain a member grant me. Oh, let Him, my Lord and Savior, Be my Life and Love forever! 6. Faith and hope and charity Graciously, O Father, give me; Be my Guardian constantly That the devil may not grieve me; Grant me humbleness and gladness, Peace and patience in my sadness. 7. Help me speak what's right and good And keep silence on occasion; Help me pray, Lord, as I should, Help me bear my tribulation; Help me die and let my spirit Everlasting life inherit. ______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #411 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Acts 8: 15 Author: Caspar Neumann, 1711, ab. Translated by: August Crull, 1923, alt. Titled: "Gott, du hast in deinem Sohn" Composer: Johann R. Ahle, 1664 Tune: "Liebster Jesu" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "May We Thy Precepts, Lord, Fulfil" by Edward Osler, 1798-1863 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. May we Thy precepts, Lord, fulfil And do on earth our Father's will As angels do above; Still walk in Christ, the living Way, With all Thy children and obey The law of Christian love. 2. So may we join Thy name to bless, Thy grace adore, Thy power confess, From sin and strife to flee. One is our calling, one our name, The end of all our hopes the same, A crown of life with Thee. 3. Spirit of Life, of Love, and Peace, Unite our hearts, our joy increase, Thy gracious help supply. To each of us the blessing give In Christian fellowship to live, In joyful hope to die. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #412 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 6:10 Author: Edward Osler, 1836, alt. Composer: Lowell Mason, 1839 Tune: "Meribah" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Walk in Danger All the Way" by Hans A. Brorson, 1694-1764 Translated by Ditlef G. Ristad, 1863-1938 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.296 1. I walk in danger all the way. The thought shall never leave me That Satan, who has marked his prey, Is plotting to deceive me. This foe with hidden snares May seize me unawares If e'er I fail to watch and pray. I walk in danger all the way. 2. I pass through trials all the way, With sin and ills contending; In patience I must bear each day The cross of God's own sending. Oft in adversity I know not where to flee; When storms of woe my soul dismay, I pass through trials all the way. 3. Death doth pursue me all the way, Nowhere I rest securely; He comes by night, he comes by day, And takes his prey most surely. A failing breath, and I In death's strong grasp may lie To face eternity for aye. Death dost pursue me all the way. 4. I walk with angels all the way, They shield me and befriend me; All Satan's power is held at bay When heavenly hosts attend me; They are my sure defense, All fear and sorrow, hence! Unharmed by foes, do what they may, I walk with angels all the way. 5. I walk with Jesus all the way, His guidance never fails me; Within His wounds I find a stay When Satan's power assails me; And by His footsteps led, My path I safely tread. In spite of ills that threaten may, I walk with Jesus all the way. 6. My walk is heavenward all the way; Await my soul, the morrow, When thou shalt find release for aye From all thy sin and sorrow. All worldly pomp, begone! To heaven I now press on. For all the world I would not stay; My walk is heavenward all the way. ____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #413 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Pet. 5:8 Author: Hans A. Brorson, 1734 Translated by: Ditlef G. Ristad, 1909, alt. Titled: "Jeg gaar i Fare, hvor jeg gaar" Tune: "Der lieben Sonne Licht und Pracht" 1st Published in: _Geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Man Is Ever Blest" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.297-298 1. The man is ever blest Who shuns the sinners' ways, Among their counsels never stands, Nor takes the scorners' place. 2. But makes the Law of God His study and delight Amid the labors of the day And watches of the night. 3. He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live, His works are heavenly fruit. 4. Not so the ungodly race, They no such blessings find; Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind. 5. How shall they bear to stand Before that judgment-seat Where all the saints at Christ's right hand In full assembly meet? 6. He knows, and He approves, The way the righteous go; But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overflow. __________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #414 Text: Ps. 1 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719 Tune: "St. Michael" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Lo, Many Shall Come from the East and the West" By Magnus Brostrup Landstad, 1802-1880 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lo, many shall come from the East and the West And sit at the feast of salvation With Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, the blest, Obeying the Lord's invitation. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 2. But they who have always resisted His grace And on their own virtue depended Shall then be condemned and cast out from His face, Eternally lost and unfriended. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 3. Oh, may we all hear when our Shepherd doth call In accents persuasive and tender, That, while there is time, we make haste, one and all, And find Him, our mighty Defender! Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 4. Oh, that we the throng of the ransomed may swell, To whom He hath granted remission! God graciously make us in heaven to dwell And save us from endless perdition. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 5. God grant that I may of His infinite love Remain in His merciful keeping And sit with the King at His table above When here in the grave I am sleeping. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 6. All trials are then like a dream that is past, Forgotten all trouble and sorrow; All questions and doubts have been answered at last; Then dawneth eternity's morrow. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 7. The heavens shall ring with an anthem more grand Than ever on earth was recorded; The blest of the Lord shall receive at His hand The crown to the victors awarded. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #415 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 8: 11, 12 Author: Magnus B. Landstad, 1861 Translated by: Peer O. Stromme, 1909 Titled: "Der mange skal komme fra oest og fra vest" Tune: "Der mange skal komme" 1st Published in: _Then Swenska Psalmboken_ Town: Stockholm, 1695 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Oh, that the Lord Would Guide My Ways" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 299 1. Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways To keep His statutes still! Oh, that my God would grant me grace To know and do His will! 2. Order my footsteps by Thy Word And make my heart sincere; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 3. Assist my soul, too apt to stray, A stricter watch to keep; And should I e'er forget Thy way, Restore Thy wandering sheep. 4. Make me to walk in Thy commands,-- 'Tis a delightful road,-- Nor let my head or heart or hands Offend against my God. ________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #416 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 119:5, 33 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719, cento, alt. Composer: William H. Havergal, 1846 Tune: "Evan" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "How Can I Thank Thee, Lord" by David Denicke Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. How can I thank Thee, Lord, For all Thy loving-kindness, That Thou hast patiently Borne with me in my blindness? When dead in many sins And trespasses I lay, I kindled, holy God, Thine anger every day. 2. It is Thy work alone That I am now converted; O'er Satan's work in me Thou hast Thy power asserted. Thy mercy and Thy grace That rise afresh each morn Have turned my stony heart Into a heart new-born. 3. I could but grieve Thee, Lord, And with my sins displease Thee; Yet to atone for sin My works could not appease Thee. Though I could fall from grace And choose the way of sin, I had no strength to rise, A new life to begin. 4. But Thou hast raised me up To joy and exultation And clearly shown the way That leads me to salvation. My sins are washed away, For this I thank thee, Lord; And with my heart and soul All dead works are abhorred. 5. Grant that Thy Spirit's help To me be always given Lest I should fall again And lose the way to heaven; That He may give me strength In mine infirmity And e'er renew my heart To serve Thee willingly. 6. Oh, guide and lead me, Lord, While here below I wander That I may follow Thee Till I shall see Thee yonder. For if I led myself, I soon would go astray; But if Thou leadest me, I keep the narrow way. 7. O Father, God of Love, Hear Thou my supplication; O Savior, Son of God, Grant me Thy full salvation; And Thou, O Holy Ghost, Be Thou my faithful Guide That I may serve Thee here And there with Thee abide. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #417 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Ps. 50: 14 Author: David Denicke, 1648, asc., ab. (vs.1-5,7) Author: Johann Heermann, 1630, (vs. 6) Translated by: August Crull, 1923 Titled: "Was kann ich doch fuer Dank" Tune: "O Gott, du frommer Gott" 1st Published in: "Neuvermehrtes Gesangbuch" Town: Meiningen, 1693 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "My God, My Father, While I Stray" by Charlotte Elliot, 1789-1871 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. My God, my Father, while I stray Far from my home on life's rough way Oh, teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done." 2. Though dark my path and sad my lot, Let me be still and murmur not Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, "Thy will be done." 3. What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved, no longer nigh, Submissive still would I reply-- "Thy will be done." 4. Though Thou hast called me to resign What most I prized, it ne'er was mine; I have but yielded what was Thine-- "Thy will be done." 5. Should grief or sickness waste away My life in premature decay, My Father, still I strive to say, "Thy will be done." 6. Let but my fainting heart be blest With Thy sweet Spirit for its Guest; My God, to Thee I leave the rest-- "Thy will be done." 7. Renew my will from day to day; Blend it with Thine and take away All that now makes it hard to say, "Thy will be done." 8. Then, when on earth I breathe no more, The prayer, oft mixed with tears before, I'll sing upon a happier shore, "Thy will be done." _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #418 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 26:42 Author: Charlotte Elliott, 1834-1839 Composer: Johann D. Meyer, 1692 Tune: "Es ist kein Tag" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O'er Jerusalem Thou Weepest" by Anna Hoppe, 1889-1941 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 301 1. O'er Jerusalem Thou weepest In compassion, dearest Lord. Love divine, of love the deepest, O'er Thine erring Israel poured, Crieth out in bitter moan: "O loved city, hadst thou known This thy day of visitation, Thou wouldst not reject salvation." 2. By the love Thy tears are telling, O Thou Lamb for sinners slain, Make my heart Thy temple-dwelling, Purged from every guilty stain. Oh, forgive, forgive, my sin! Cleanse me, cleanse me, Lord, within! I am Thine since Thou hast sought me, Since Thy precious blood hath bought me. 3. O Thou Lord of my salvation, Grant my soul Thy blood-bought peace. By Thy tears of lamentation Bid my faith and love increase. Grant me grace to love Thy Word, Grace to keep the message heard, Grace to own Thee as my Treasure, Grace to love Thee without measure. ______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #419 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 19:41 Author: Anna Hoppe, 1919, alt. Tune: "Freu dich sehr" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "My Jesus, As Thou Wilt" by Benjamin Schmolck, 1672-1737 Translated by Jane Borthwick, 1813-1897 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. My Jesus, as Thou wilt; Oh, may Thy will be mine! Into Thy hand of love I would my all resign. Through sorrow or through joy Conduct me as Thine own And help me still to say, My Lord, Thy will be done. 2. My Jesus, as Thou wilt. If needy here and poor, Give me Thy people's bread, Thy Word, so rich and sure. This manna from above Let my soul feed upon; And if all else should fail, My Lord, Thy will be done. 3. My Jesus, as Thou wilt. Though seen by many a tear, Let not my star of hope Grow dim or disappear. Since Thou on earth hast wept And sorrowed oft alone, If I must weep with Thee, My Lord, Thy will be done. 4. My Jesus, as Thou wilt. When death itself draws nigh, Unto Thy wounded side For refuge I would fly And, clinging to Thee, go Where Thou before hast gone. My times are in Thy hand: My Lord, Thy will be done. 5. My Jesus, as Thou wilt. All shall be well for me; Each changing future scene I gladly trust with Thee. Thus to my home above I travel calmly on And sing in life or death, My Lord, Thy will be done. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #420 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Mark 14:36 Author: Benjamin Schmolck, 1704, cento Translated by: Jane Borthwick, 1854 Titled: "Mein Jesu, wie du willt" Composer: Charles J. Dale, 1904 Tune: "Denby" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Follow Me, the Savior Spake" by Johann Scheffler, 1624-1677 Translated by Charles W. Schaeffer, 1813-1896 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Come, follow me, the Savior spake, All in My way abiding; Deny yourselves, the world forsake, Obey My call and guiding. Oh, bear the cross, whate'er betide, Take my example for your guide. 2. I am the Light, I light the way, A godly life displaying; I bid you walk as in the day, I keep your feet from straying. I am the Way, and well I show How you must sojourn here below. 3. My heart abounds in lowliness, My soul with love is glowing, And gracious words my lips express, With meekness overflowing. My heart, My mind, My strength, My all, To God I yield, on Him I call. 4. I teach you how to shun and flee What harms your soul's salvation, Your heart from every guile to free, From sin and its temptation. I am the Refuge of the soul And lead you to your heavenly goal. 5. Then let us follow Christ, our Lord, And take the cross appointed And, firmly clinging to His Word, In suffering be undaunted. For who bears not the battle's strain The crown of life shall not obtain. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #421 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 16:24 Author: Johann Scheffler, 1668, cento Translated by: Charles W. Schaeffer, 1896, alt. Titled: "Mir nach, spricht Christus, unser Held" Composer: J. Hermann Schein, 1628 Tune: "Mach's mit mir, Gott" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Savior, I Follow On" by Charles S. Robinson, 1829-1899 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.303 1. Savior, I follow on, Guided by Thee, Seeing not yet the hand That leadeth me. Hushed be my heart and still, Fear I no further ill, Only to meet Thy will My will shall be. 2. Riven the rock for me Thirst to relieve, Manna from heaven falls Fresh every eve. Never a want severe Causeth my eye a tear But Thou dost whisper near, "Only believe." 3. Often to Marah's brink Have I been brought; Shrinking the cup to drink, Help I have sought; And with the prayer's ascent Jesus the branch hath rent, Quickly relief hath sent, Sweetening the draught. 4. Savior, I long to walk Closer with Thee; Led by Thy guiding hand, Ever to be Constantly near Thy side, Quickened and purified, Living for Him who died Freely for me. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #422 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ex. 15:23 Author: Charles S. Robinson, 1862 Composer: Joseph Barnby, 1892 Tune: "Winterton" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken" by Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.303 1. Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee; Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my All shalt be. Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought or hoped or known; Yet how rich is my condition! God and heaven are still my own. 2. Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Savior, too. Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like them, untrue. And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate and friends may shun me; Show Thy face, and all is bright. 3. Go, then, earthly fame and treasure! Come, disaster, scorn, and pain! In Thy service, pain is pleasure; With Thy favor, loss is gain. I have called Thee Abba, Father! I have stayed my heart on Thee. Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me. 4. Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me While Thy love is left to me; Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 5. Take, my soul, thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin and fear and care; Joy to find in every station, Something still to do or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee, What a Father's smile is thine, What a Savior died to win thee; Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine? 6. Haste, then, on from grace to glory, Armed by faith and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close the earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope soon change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #423 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 18:28 Author: Henry Francis Lyte, 1824 Composer: Rowland H. Prichard, 1855, alt. Tune: "Hyfrydol" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "All Depends on Our Possessing" by unknown author, c.1673 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1828-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. All depends on our possessing God's abundant grace and blessing, Though all earthly wealth depart. He who trusts with faith unshaken In His God is not forsaken And e'er keeps a dauntless heart. 2. He who hitherto hath fed me And to many joys hath led me, Is and ever shall be mine. He who did so gently school me, He who still doth guide and rule me, Will remain my Help divine. 3. Many spend their lives in fretting Over trifles and in getting Things that have no solid ground. I shall strive to win a treasure That will bring me lasting pleasure And that now is seldom found. 4. When with sorrow I am stricken, Hope my heart anew will quicken, All my longing shall be stilled. To His loving-kindness tender Soul and body I surrender; For in Him alone I build. 5. Well He knows what best to grant me; All the longing hopes that haunt me, Joy and sorrow, have their day. I shall doubt His wisdom never,-- As God wills, so be it ever,-- I to Him commit my way. 6. If on earth my days He lengthen, He my weary soul will stengthen; All my trust in Him I place. Earthly wealth is not abiding, Like a stream away is gliding; Safe I anchor in His grace. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #425 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Prov. 10:22 Author: unknown, c. 1673 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt. Titled: "Alles ist an Gottes Segen" Composer: Johann B. Koenig, 1738 Tune: "Alles ist an Gottes Segen" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Lord My Shepherd Is" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied. Since He is mine and I am His, What can I want beside? 2. He leads me to the place Where heav'nly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass And full salvation flows. 3. If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim And guides me in His own right way For His most holy name. 4. While He affords His aid, I cannot yield to fear; Though I should walk through death's dark shade, My Shepherd's with me there. 5. Amid surrounding foes Thou dost my table spread; My cup with blessing overflows, And joy exults my head. 6. The bounties of Thy love Shall crown my following days, Nor from Thy house will I remove Nor cease to speak Thy praise. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #426 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 23 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719 Composer: John S. Bach, 1750, ad. Tune: "Potsdam" 1st Published in: _Church Psalter_, 1854 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "How Firm a Foundation, Ye Saints of the Lord" by "Keen," 1787, alt. Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word! What more can He say than to you He hath said Who unto the Savior for refuge have fled? 2. In every condition, -- in sickness, in health, In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth, At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, -- The Lord, the Almighty, they strength e'er shall be. 3. "Fear not, I am with thee, oh, be not dismayed, For I am thy God and will still give thee aid; I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand. 4. "When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow; For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 5. "When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply. The flames shall not hurt thee; I only design Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine. 6. "E'en down to old age all My people shall prove My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne. 7. "The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose I will not, I will not, desert to his foes; That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never, no never, no never, forsake!" _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #427 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Isaiah 43:1-7 Author: "Keen",1787, alt Composer: Bernhard Schumacher, 1931 Tune: "Firm Foundation" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "I Am Trusting Thee, Lord Jesus" by Frances R. Havergal, 1836-1879 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, Trusting only Thee; Trusting Thee for full salvation, Great and free. 2. I am trusting Thee for pardon; At Thy feet I bow, For Thy grace and tender mercy Trusting now. 3. I am trusting Thee for cleansing In the crimson flood; Trusting Thee to make me holy By Thy blood. 4. I am trusting Thee to guide me; Thou alone shalt lead, Ev'ry day and hour supplying All my need. 5. I am trusting Thee for power; Thine can never fail. Words which Thou Thyself shalt give me Must prevail. 6. I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus; Never let me fall. I am trusting Thee forever And for all. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #428 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 2:38 Author: Frances R. Havergal, 1874 Composer: Henry W. Baker, 1868 Tune: "Stephanos" _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Lord, Thee I Love with All My Heart" by Martin Schalling, 1532-1608 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord, Thee I love with all my heart; I pray Thee ne'er from me depart, With tender mercies cheer me. Earth has no pleasure I would share, Yea, heaven itself were void and bare If Thou, Lord, wert not near me. And should my heart for sorrow break, My trust in Thee no one could shake. Thou art the Portion I have sought; Thy precious blood my soul has bought. Lord Jesus Christ, My God and Lord, my God and Lord, Forsake me not! I trust Thy Word. 2. Yea, Lord, 'twas Thy rich bounty gave My body, soul, and all I have In this poor life of labor. Lord, grant that I in every place May glorify Thy lavish grace And serve and help my neighbor. Let no false doctrine me beguile And Satan not my soul defile. Give strength and patience unto me To bear my cross and follow Thee. Lord Jesus Christ, My God and Lord, my God and Lord, In death Thy comfort still afford. 3. Lord, let at last Thine angels come, To Abram's bosom bear me home, That I may die unfearing; And in its narrow chamber keep My body safe in peaceful sleep Until Thy reappearing. And then from death awaken me That these mine eyes with joy may see, O Son of God, Thy glorious face, My Savior and my Fount of grace, Lord Jesus Christ, My prayer attend, my prayer attend, And I will praise Thee without end. _____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #429 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 18 Author: Martin Schalling, c. 1567 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Herzlich lieb hab' ich dich, o Herr" Tune: "Herzlich lieb hab' ich dir, o Herr" 1st Published in: Berhnard Schmid's _Orgelbuch_ Town: Strassburg, 1577 _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "What Is the World to Me" by Georg M. Pfefferkorn, 1667 Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. What is the world to me With all its vaunted pleasure When Thou, and Thou alone, Lord Jesus, art my Treasure! Thou only, dearest Lord, My soul's Delight shalt be; Thou art my Peace, my Rest,- What is the world to me! 2. The would is like a cloud And like a vapor fleeting, A shadow that declines, Swift to its end retreating. My Jesus doth abide, Though all things fade and flee; My everlasting Rock,- What is the world to me! 3. The world seeks to be praised And honored by the mighty, Yet never once reflects That they are frail and flighty. But what I truly prize Above all things is He, My Jesus, He alone,- What is the world to me! 4. The world seeks after wealth And all that Mammon offers, Yet never is content Though gold should fill it coffers. I have a higher good, Content with it I'll be: My Jesus is my Wealth,- What is the world to me! 5. The world is sorely grieved Whenever it is slighted Or when its hollow fame And honor have been blighted. Christ, Thy reproach I bear Long as it pleaseth Thee; I'm honored by my Lord,- What is the world to me! 6. The world with wanton pride Exalts its sinful pleasures And for them foolishly Gives up the heavenly treasures. Let others love the world With all its vanity; I love the Lord, my God,- What is the world to me! 7. The world abideth not; Lo, like a flash 'twill vanish; With all it gorgeous pomp Pale death it cannot banish; Its riches pass away, And all its joys must flee; But Jesus doth abide,- What is the world to me! 8. What is the world to me! My Jesus is my Treasure, My Life, my Health, my Wealth, My Friend, my Love, my Pleasure, My Joy, my Crown, my All, My Bliss eternally. Once more, then, I declare: What is the world to me! _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #430 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: 1 John 2: 15-17 Author: Georg M. Pfefferkorn, 1667 Translated by: August Crull,1923, alt. Titled: "Was frag' ich nach der Welt" Composer: Ahasverus Fritsch, 1679 Tune: "Was frag' ich nach der Welt" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The King of Love My Shepherd Is" by Henry W. Baker, 1821-1877 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The King of Love my Shepherd is, Whose goodness faileth never; I nothing lack if I am His And He is mine forever. 2. Where streams of living water flow, My ransomed soul He leadeth, And where the verdant pastures grow, With food celestial feedeth. 3. Perverse and foolish oft I strayed, But yet in love He sought me And on His shoulder gently laid And home, rejoicing, brought me. 4. In death's dark vale I fear no ill, With Thee, dear Lord, beside me; Thy rod and staff my comfort still, Thy cross before to guide me. 5. Thou spreadst a table in my sight, Thy unction grace bestoweth; And, oh! the transport of delight With which my cup o'erfloweth. 6. And so through all the length of days Thy goodness faileth never. Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise Within Thy house forever! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #431 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 23 Author: Henry W. Baker, 1868 Composer: Michael Praetorius, 1610 Tune: "Ich dank' dir schon" _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "Jesus, My Truth, My Way" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus, my Truth, my Way, My sure, unerring Light, On Thee my feeble soul I stay, Which Thou wilt lead aright. 2. My Wisdom and my Guide, My Counselor Thou art; Oh, let me never leave Thy side Nor from Thy paths depart! 3. Thou seest my feebleness; Jesus, be Thou my Power, My Help and Refuge in distress, My Fortress and my Tower. 4. Give me to trust in Thee; Be Thou my sure Abode; My Horn and Rock and Buckler be, My Savior and my God. 5. Myself I cannot save, Myself I cannot keep; But strength in Thee I surely have, Whose eyelids never sleep. 6. My soul to Thee alone Now, therefore, I commend. Thou, Jesus, having loved Thine own, Wilt love me to the end. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #433 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 14:6 Author: Charles Wesley, 1749, cento Composer: Johann M. Spiess, 1745 Tune: "Swabia" _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "O God of Jacob, by Whose Hand" by Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751, st. 1-4 by John Logan, 1748-1788, st. 5 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O God of Jacob, by whose hand Thy people still are fed; Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led, 2. Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before Thy throne of grace; God of our fathers, be the God Of their succeeding race. 3. Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide; Give us each day our daily bread And raiment fit provide. 4. Oh, spread Thy covering wings around Till all our wanderings cease And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace. 5. Now with the humble voice of prayer Thy mercy we implore; Then with a grateful voice of praise Thy goodness we'll adore. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #434 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Genesis 28:20-22 Author: Philip Doddridge, 1737, st. 1-4, Recast by: John Logan, 1781, and st. 5 Composer: Frederick G. Baker, 1872 Tune: "St. Savior" _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "My Spirit on Thy Care" by Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. My spirit on Thy care, Blest Savior, I recline; Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For Thou art Love divine. 2. In Thee I place my trust, On Thee I calmly rest; I know Thee good, I know Thee just, And count Thy choice the best. 3. Whate'er events betide, Thy will they all perform; Safe in Thy breast my head I hide Nor fear the coming storm. 4. Let good or ill befall, It must be good for me; Secure of having Thee in all, Of having all in Thee. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #435 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 31 Author: Henry F. Lyte, 1834 Tune: "Potsdam" Composer: Johann S. Bach, 1750, ad. 1st Published in: _Church Psalter_, 1854 _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "The Lord's My Shepherd, I'll Not Want" by Francis Rous, 1579-1659, et al. Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want; He makes me down to lie In pastures green; He leadeth me The quiet waters by. 2. My soul He doth restore again And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, E'en for His own name's sake. 3. Yea, tho' I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear no ill; For Thou art with me, and Thy rod And staff me comfort still. 4. My table Thou hast furnished In presence of my foes; My head Thou dost with oil anoint, And my cup overflows. 5. Goodness and mercy, all my life, Shall surely follow me; And in God's house forevermore My dwelling place shall be. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #436 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 23 Author: Francis Rous, et al., 1650 Composer: William Gardiner, 1812 Tune: "Belmont" _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "Who Trusts in God, a Strong Abode" by Joachim Magdeburg, c.1525-c.1583 Translated by Benjamin H. Kennedy, 1804-1889 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.312 1. Who trusts in God a strong abode In heaven and earth possesses; Who looks in love to Christ above, No fear his heart oppresses. In Thee alone, dear Lord, we own Sweet hope and consolation, Our Shield from foes, our Balm for woes, Our great and sure Salvation. 2. Though Satan's wrath beset our path And worldly scorn assail us, While Thou art near, we will not fear; Thy strength shall never fail us. Thy rod and staff shall keep us safe And guide our steps forever; Nor shades of death nor hell beneath Our souls from Thee shall sever. 3. In all the strife of mortal life Our feet shall stand securely; Temptation's hour shall lose its power, For Thou shalt guard us surely. O God, renew with heavenly dew Our body, soul, and spirit Until we stand at Thy right hand Through Jesus' saving merit. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #437 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 73:25, 26 Author: St.1, Joachim Magdeburg, 1572 St. 2, 3, author unknown Translated by: Benjamin H. Kennedy, 1863 Titled: "Wer Gott vertraut, hat wohl gebaut" Composer: French melody, 1529 Harmony by: Johann S. Bach, 1750 Tune: "Was mein Gott will" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Almighty Father, Heaven and Earth" by Edward A. Dayman, 1807-1890 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.312 1. Almighty Father, heaven and earth With lavish wealth before Thee bow; Those treasures owe to Thee their birth, Creator, Ruler, Giver, Thou. 2. The wealth of earth, of sky, of sea, The gold, the silver, sparkling gem, The waving corn, the bending tree, Are Thine; to us Thou lendest them. 3. To Thee, as early morning's dew, Our praises, alms, and prayer shall rise As rose, when joyous earth was new, Faith's patriarchal sacrifice. 4. We, Lord, would lay, at Thy behest The costliest offerings on Thy shrine; But when we give, and give our best, We give Thee only what is Thine. 5. O Father, whence all blessings come; O Son, Dispenser of God's store; O Spirit, bear our offerings home: Lord, make them Thine forevermore. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #438 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Pet. 4:10 Author: Edward A. Dayman, 1867, alt Composer: Nikolaus Herman, 1560 Tune: "O heilige Dreifaltigkeit" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O God of Mercy, God of Might" by Godfrey Thring, 1823-1903 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.439 1. O God of mercy, God of might, In love and pity infinite, Teach us, as ever, in Thy sight, To live our life to Thee. 2. And Thou, who cam'st on earth to die That fallen man might live thereby, Oh, hear us; for to Thee we cry, In hope, O Lord, to Thee. 3. Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught, To feel for those Thy blood hath bought That every word and deed and thought May work a work for Thee. 4. All are redeemed, both far and wide, Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died. Oh, teach us, whatsoe'er betide, To love them all in Thee! 5. In sickness, sorrow, want, or care, Whate'er it be, 'tis ours to share; May we, where help is needed, there Give help as unto Thee! 6. And may Thy Holy Spirit move All those who live to live in love Till Thou shalt greet in heaven above All those who live to Thee. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #439 Text: Luke 10: 36, 37 Author: Godfrey Thring, 1877, alt. Composer: Samuel Howard, 1782 Tune: "Isleworth" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Lord, Lead the Way the Savior Went" by William Crosswell, 1804-1851 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 313 1. Lord, lead the way the Savior went, By lane and cell obscure, And let love's treasure still be spent, Like His, upon the poor. 2. Like Him, through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the world's sad weight, We in their crowded loneliness Would seek the desolate. 3. For Thou hast placed us side by side In this wide world of ill; And that Thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still. 4. Mean are all offerings we can make; But Thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Savior's sake, They lose not their reward. __________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #440 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 25:40 Author: William Croswell, 1831 Composer: Richard Farrant, 1580 Tune: "Farrant" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "We Give Thee But Thine Own" by William W. How, 1823-1897 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. We give Thee but Thine own, Whate'er the gift may be; All that we have is Thine alone, A trust, O Lord, from Thee. 2. May we Thy bounties thus As stewards true receive And gladly, as Thou blessest us, To Thee our first-fruits give! 3. Oh, hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold, And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled Are straying from the fold. 4. To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless, Is angels' work below. 5. The captive to release, To God the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace, It is a Christlike thing. 6. And we believe Thy Word, Though dim our faith may be: Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto Thee. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #441 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 John 3:17 Author: William W. How, 1854 Composer: William H. Monk, 1861 Tune: "Energy" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "Lord of Glory, Who hast Bought Us" by Eliza S. Alderson, 1818-1889 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.314 1. Lord of Glory, who hast bought us With Thy life-blood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones That tremendous sacrifice; And with that hast freely given Blessings countless as the sand To the unthankful and the evil With Thine own unsparing hand; 2. Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee Gladly, freely, of Thine own; With the sunshine of Thy goodness Melt our thankless hearts of stone Till our cold and selfish natures, Warmed by Thee, at length believe That more happy and more blessed 'Tis to give than to receive. 3. Wondrous honor hast Thou given To our humblest charity In Thine own mysterious sentence, "Ye have done it unto Me." Can it be, O gracious Master, Thou dost deign for alms to sue, Saying by Thy poor and needy, "Give as I have given to you"? 4. Yes, the sorrow and the sufferings Which on every hand we see Channels are for tithes and offerings Due by solemn right to Thee; Right of which we may not rob Thee, Debt we may not choose but pay, Lest that face of love and pity Turn from us another day. 5. Lord of Glory, who hast bought us With Thy life-blood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones That tremendous sacrifice, Give us faith to trust Thee boldly, Hope, to stay our souls on Thee; But, oh! best of all Thy graces, Give us Thine own charity. ______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #442 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 20:35 Author: Eliza S. Alderson, 1864 Composer: Rowland H. Prichard, +1887, alt. Tune: Hyfrydol ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Lord of Heaven and Earth and Sea" by Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-1885 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Lord of heaven and earth and sea, To Thee all praise and glory be. How shall we show our love to Thee, Who givest all? 2. The golden sunshine, vernal air, Sweet flowers and fruit, Thy love declare. When harvests ripen, Thou art there, Who givest all. 3. For peaceful homes and healthful days, For all the blessings earth displays, We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, Who givest all. 4. Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav'st Him for a world undone, And freely with that Blessed One Thou givest all. 5. Thou giv'st the Spirit's holy dower, Spirit of Life and Love and Power, And dost His sevenfold graces shower Upon us all. 6. For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, For means of grace and hopes of heaven, What can to Thee, O Lord, be given Who givest all? 7. We lose what on ourselves we spend; We have as treasure without end Whatever Lord, to Thee we lend, Who givest all; 8. To Thee, from whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give. Oh, may we ever with Thee live, Who givest all! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #443 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 10:8 Author: Christopher Wordsworth, 1863, ab. Tune: "Es ist kein Tag" Composer: Johann D. Meyer, 1692 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Rise! To Arms! With Prayer Employ You" by Wilhelm E. Arends, 1677-1721 Translated by John M. Sloan, 1835-? Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Rise! To arms! With prayer employ you, O Christians, lest the Foe destroy you, For Satan has designed your fall. Wield God's Word, a weapon glorious! Against each foe you'll be victorious; Our God will set you o'er them all. Is Satan strong and fell? Here is Immanuel. Sing hosanna! The strong ones yield, With Christ our Shield, And we as conqueror's hold the field. 2. Cast afar this world's vain pleasures, Aye, boldly fight for heavenly treasures, And steadfast be in Jesus' might. He will help, whate'er betide you, And naught will harm with Christ beside you; By faith you'll conquer in the fight. Then shame, thou weary soul! Look forward to the goal: There joy waits thee. The race, then, run; The combat done, Thy crown of glory will be won. 3. Wisely fight, for time is fleeting, The hours of grace are fast retreating; Short, short, is this our earthly way. Then the trump the dead is waking And sinners all with fear are quaking, With joy the saints will greet that Day. Bless God, our triumph's sure, Tho' long we did endure Scorn and trial. Thou, Son of God, To Thine abode Wilt lead the way Thyself hast trod. 4. Jesus, all Thy children cherish And keep them that they never perish Whom Thou hast purchased with Thy blood. Let new life to us be given That we may look to Thee in heaven Whenever fearful is our mood. Thy spirit on us pour That we may love Thee more-- Hearts o'erflowing; And then will we Be true to Thee In death and life eternally. Amen. __________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #444 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Eph. 6:10-18 Author: Wilhelm E. Arends, 1714 Translated by: John M. Sloan, 1865 Titled: "Ruestet euch, ihr Christenleute" Composer: Philipp Nicolai, 1599 Tune: "Wachet auf" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Robert O. Riebau and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Am I a Solder of the Cross" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.315 1. Am I a solder of the Cross, A foll'wer of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own His cause Or blush to speak His name? 2. Must I be carried to the skies On flow'ry beds of ease While others fought to win the prize And sailed thro' bloody seas? 3. Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace To help me on to God? 4. Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy Word. 5. Thy saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer though they die; They see the triumph from afar With faith's discerning eye. 6. When that illustrious Day shall rise And all Thine armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine. __________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #445 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Cor. 16:13 Author: Isaac Watts, 1721 Composer: Thomas Ests, 1592 Tune: "Winchester Old" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Robert O. Riebau and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Rise, My Soul, to Watch and Pray" by Johann B. Freystein, 1671-1718 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Rise, my soul, to watch and pray, From thy sleep awaken; Be not by the evil day Unawares o'ertaken. For the Foe, Well we know, Oft his harvest reapeth While the Christian sleepeth. 2. Watch against the devil's snares Lest asleep he find thee; For indeed no pains he spares To deceive and blind thee. Satan's prey Oft are they Who secure are sleeping And no watch are keeping. 3. Watch! Let not the wicked world With its pow'r defeat thee. Watch lest with her pomp unfurled She betray and cheat thee. Watch and see Lest there be Faithless friends to charm thee, Who but seek to harm thee. 4. Watch against thyself, my soul, Lest with grace thou trifle; Let not self thy tho'ts control Nor God's mercy stifle. Pride and sin Lurk within All thy hopes to scatter; Heed not when they flatter. 5. But while watching, also pray To the Lord unceasing. He will free thee, be thy stay, Strength and faith increasing. O Lord, bless In distress And let nothing swerve me From the will to serve Thee. 6. Therefore let us watch and pray, Knowing He will hear us As we see from day to day Dangers ever near us, And the end Doth impend-- Our redemption neareth When the Lord appeareth. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #446 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matthew 26:41 Author: Johann B. Freystein, 1697, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Mache dich, mein Geist, bereit" Tune: "Straf mich nicht" 1st Published in: _Hundert Arien_ Town: Dresden, 1694 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Fight the Good Fight with All Thy Might" by John S.B. Monsell, 1811-1875 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Fight the good fight With all thy might; Christ is thy Strength and Christ thy Right. Lay hold on life, and it shall be Thy joy and crown eternally. 2. Run the straight race Thro' God's good grace; Lift up thine eyes and seek His face. Life with its way before us lies; Christ is the Path and Christ the Prize. 3. Cast care aside; Upon thy Guide Lean, and His mercy will provide; Lean, and the trusting soul shall prove Christ is its Life and Christ its Love. 4. Faint not nor fear, His arms are near; He changeth not, and thou art dear. Only believe, and thou shalt see That Christ is All in all to thee. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #447 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Timothy 6:12 Author: John S.B. Monsell, 1863 Tune: "Mendon" German melody Arranged by: Samuel Dyer, 1828 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Brief Life Is Here Our Portion" by Bernard of Morlas, 12th century Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Brief life is here our portion; Brief sorrow, short-lived care. The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there. O happy retribution: Short toil, eternal rest; For mortals and for sinners A mansion with the blest! 2. And now we fight the battle, But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown; And now we watch and struggle, And now we live in hope, And Zion in her anguish With Babylon must cope. 3. But He whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own. And there is David's fountain And life in fullest glow; And there the light is golden, And milk and honey flow. 4. The morning shall awaken, And shadows shall decay, And each true-hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day. There God, our King and Portion, In fulness of His grace Shall we behold forever And worship face to face. 5. O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest, Who art, with God the Father And Spirit, ever blest. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #448 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Hebrews 13:14 Author: Bernard of Morlas, c. 1145, cento Translated by: John M. Neale, 1858 Titled: "Hic breve vivitur" Composer: Alexander Ewing, 1853 Tune: "Ewing" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "My Soul, Be on Thy Guard" by George Heath, 1745?-1822 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. My soul, be on thy guard; Ten thousand foes arise, And hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2. Oh, watch and fight and pray, The battle ne'er give o'er; Renew it boldly ev'ry day And help divine implore. 3. Ne'er think the vict'ry won Nor lay thine armor down; Thine arduous work will not be done Till thou obtain the crown. 4. Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God; He'll take thee at thy parting breath To His divine abode. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #449 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Thessalonians 5:6 Author: George Heath, 1781 Tune: "Schumann" 1st Published in: _Cantica Laudis_ Town: Boston, 1850 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Soldiers of Christ, Arise" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Soldiers of Christ, arise And put your armor on, Strong in the strength which God supplies Thro' His eternal Son; 2. Strong in the Lord of hosts And in His mighty pow'r. Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Is more than conqueror. 3. Stand, then, in His great might, With all His strength endued; But take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God, 4. That, having all things done And all your conflicts past, Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone And stand entire at last. 5. From strength to strength go on, Wrestle and fight and pray; Tread all the powers of darkness down And win the well-fought day. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #450 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ephesians 6:10-18 Author: Charles Wesley, 1749, cento Composer: James Nares, d. 1783, ad. Tune: "Aynhoe" _______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Stand Up!--Stand Up for Jesus" by George Duffield, 1818-1888 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Stand up!--stand up for Jesus, Ye soldiers of the Cross! Lift high His royal banner, It must not suffer loss. From vict'ry unto vict'ry His army shall He lead Till ev'ry foe is vanquished And Christ is Lord indeed. 2. Stand up!--stand up for Jesus! The trumpet-call obey; Forth to the mighty conflict In this His glorious day! Ye that are men, now serve Him Against unnumbered foes; Let courage rise with danger And strength to strength oppose. 3. Stand up!--stand up for Jesus! Stand in His strength alone; The arm of flesh will fail you, Ye dare not trust your own. Put on the Gospel armor, Each piece put on with prayer; Where duty calls or danger, Be never wanting there. 4. Stand up!--stand up for Jesus! The strife will not be long; This day the noise of battle, The next, the victor's song. To him that overcometh A crown of life shall be; He with the King of Glory Shall reign eternally. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #451 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 12:8 Author: George Duffield, 1858, cento Composer: George J. Webb, 1837 Tune: "Webb" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "The Son of God Goes Forth to War" by Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The Son of God goes forth to war A kingly crown to gain. His blood-red banner streams afar; Who follows in His train? Who best can drink His cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below-- He follows in His train. 2. The martyr first whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw His Master in the sky And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong-- Who follows in his train? 3. A glorious band, the chosen few, On whom the Spirit came, Twelve valiant saints; their hope they knew And mocked the cross and flame. They met the tyrant's brandished steel, The lion's gory mane; They bowed their necks the death to feel-- Who follows in their train? 4. A noble army, men and boys, The matron and the maid, Around the Savior's throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. They climbed the steep ascent of heav'n Thro' peril, toil, and pain. O God, to us may grace be giv'n To follow in their train! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #452 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Timothy 6:12 Author: Reginald Heber, 1827 Composer: Henry S. Cutler, 1872 Tune: "All Saints New" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "We Are the Lord's; His All-Sufficient Merit" by Earl J.P. Spitta, 1801-1859 Translated by Charles T. Astley, 1825-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. We are the Lord's; His all-sufficient merit, Sealed on the cross, to us this grace accords. We are the Lord's and all things shall inherit; Whether we live or die, we are the Lord's. 2. We are the Lord's; then let us gladly tender Our souls to Him in deeds, not empty words. Let heart and tongue and life combine to render No doubtful witness that we are the Lord's. 3. We are the Lord's; no darkness brooding o'er us Can make us tremble while this star affords A steady light along the path before us-- Faith's full assurance that we are the Lord's. 4. We are the Lord's; no evil can befall us In the dread hour of life's fast-loos'ning cords; No pangs of death shall even then appal us. Death we shall vanquish, for we are the Lord's. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #453 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Romans 14:8 Author: Earl J.P. Spitta, 1843 Translated by: Charles T. Astley, 1860 Titled: "Wir sind des Herrn, wir leben oder sterben" Composer: Frances R. Havergal, 1871 Tune: "Eirene" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Prayer is the Soul's Sincere Desire" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Unuttered or exprest, The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2. Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3. Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways, While angels in their songs rejoice And cry, "Behold, he prays!" 5. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death-- He enters heaven with prayer. 6. The saints in prayer appear as one In word and deed and mind, While with the Father and the Son Sweet fellowship they find. 7. Nor prayer is made by man alone-- The Holy Spirit pleads, And Jesus on th' eternal throne For sinners intercedes. 8. O Thou by whom we come to God, The Life, the Truth, the Way, The path of prayer Thyself hast trod-- Lord, teach us how to pray. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #454 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 11:1 Author: James Montgomery, 1818, alt. Composer: John Chetham, 1718 Tune: "Burford" 1st Published in: _Psalmody_ ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Our Heavenly Father, Hear" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Our heav'nly Father, hear The prayer we offer now. Thy name be hallowed far and near; To Thee all nations bow. 2. Thy kingdom come; Thy will On earth be done in love As saints and seraphim fulfil Thy holy will above. 3. Our daily bread supply While by Thy word we live. The guilt of our iniquity Forgive as we forgive. 4. From dark temptation's power, From Satan's wiles, defend. Deliver in the evil hour And guide us to the end. 5. Thine shall forever be Glory and power divine; The scepter, throne, and majesty Of heaven and earth are Thine. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #455 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 11:2-4 Author: James Montgomery, 1835 Composer: Samuel Howard, 1762 Tune: "St. Bride" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Approach, My Soul, the Mercy-Seat" by John Newton, 1725-1807 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before His feet, For none can perish there. 2. Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh; Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, And such, O Lord, am I. 3. Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By wars without and fears within, I come to Thee for rest. 4. Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place, That, sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce Accuser face And tell him Thou hast died. 5. O wondrous Love, to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners such as I Might plead Thy gracious name! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #456 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matthew 11:28 Author: John Newton, 1779, ab. Composer: Louis Spohr, 1835, arr. Tune: "Spohr" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "What a Friend We Have in Jesus" by Joseph Scriven, 1820-1886 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. What a Friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry Ev'rything to God in prayer! Oh, what peace we often forfeit, Oh, what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry Ev'rything to God in prayer! 2. Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere? We should never be discouraged, Take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a Friend so faithful Who will all our sorrows share? Jesus knows our ev'ry weakness-- Take it to the Lord in prayer. 3. Are we weak and heavy laden, Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Savior, still our Refuge-- Take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer; In His arms He'll take and shield thee, Thou wilt find a solace there. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #457 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matthew 21:22 Author: Joseph Scriven, 1865 Composer: Charles C. Converse, 1868 Tune: "Friend" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 _______________________________________________________________ "Our Father, Thou in Heaven Above" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Our Father, Thou in heaven above, Who biddest us to dwell in love, As brethren of one family, To cry in every need to Thee, Teach us no thoughtless word to say, But from our inmost heart to pray. 2. Thy name be hallowed. Help us, Lord, In purity to keep Thy Word, That to the glory of thy name We walk before Thee free from blame. Let no false doctrine us pervert; All poor, deluded souls convert. 3. Thy kingdom come. Thine let it be In time and in eternity. Let Thy good Spirit e'er be nigh Our hearts with graces to supply. Break Satan's power, defeat his rage; Preserve Thy Church from age to age. 4. Thy gracious will on earth be done As 'tis in heaven before Thy throne; Obedience in our weal and woe And patience in all grief bestow. Curb flesh and blood and every ill That sets itself against Thy will. 5. Give us this day our daily bread And let us all be clothed and fed. From war and strife be our Defense, From famine and from pestilence, That we may live in godly peace, Free from all care and avarice. 6. Forgive our sins, Lord, we implore, Remove from us their burden sore, As we their trespasses forgive Who by offenses us do grieve. Thus let us dwell in charity And serve our brother willingly. 7. Into temptation lead us not. When evil foes against us plot And vex our souls on every hand, Oh, give us strength that we may stand Firm in the faith, a well-armed host, Through comfort of the Holy Ghost! 8. From evil, Lord, deliver us; The times and days are perilous. Redeem us from eternal death, And when we yield our dying breath, Console us, grant us calm release, And take our souls to Thee in peace. 9. Amen, that is, So shall it be. Confirm our faith and hope in Thee That we may doubt not, but believe What here we ask we shall receive. Thus in Thy name and at Thy word We say: Amen. Oh, hear us, Lord! Amen. _______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 458 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 6:9 ff. Author: Martin Luther Translated by: composite Titled: "Vater unser im Himmelreich" Tune: "Vater unser" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Lieder_ Town: Leipzig, 1539 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, My Soul, Thy Suit Prepare" by John Newton, 1725-1807 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer prayer; He Himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay. 2. Thou art coming to a King, Large petitions with thee bring; For His grace and pow'r are such None can ever ask too much. 3. With my burden I begin: Lord, remove this load of sin; Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 4. Lord, I come to Thee for rest, Take possession of my breast; There Thy blood-bought right maintain And without a rival reign. 5. As the image in the glass Answers the beholder's face, Thus unto my heart appear; Print Thine own resemblance there. 6. While I am a pilgrim here, Let Thy love my spirit cheer; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end. 7. Show me what I have to do; Every hour my strength renew. Let me live a life of faith; Let me die Thy people's death. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #459 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Kings 3:5 Author: John Newton, 1779 Composer: Justin H. Knecht, 1797 Tune: "Vienna" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Behold the Sure Foundation-Stone" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.326 1. Behold the sure Foundation-stone Which God in Zion lays To build our heavenly hopes upon And His eternal praise. 2. Chosen of God, to sinners dear, Let saints adore the name; They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. 3. The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain; Yet on this rock the Church shall rest And envy rage in vain. 4. What though the gates of hell withstood Yet must this building rise. 'Tis Thine own work, Almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #460 from_The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 118:22 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719 Composer: William Croft, 1708 Tune: "St. Anne" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hark! The Church Proclaims Her Honor" by Samuel Preiswerk, 1799-1871 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.326 1. Hark! The Church proclaims her honor, And her strength is only this: God hath laid His choice upon her, And the work she doth is His. 2. He His Church hath firmly founded, He will guard what He began; We, by sin and foes surrounded, Build her bulwarks as we can. 3. Frail and fleeting are our powers, Short our days, our foresight dim, And we own the choice not ours, We were chosen first by Him. 4. Onward, then! For naught despairing, Calm we follow at His word, Thus through joy and sorrow bearing Faithful witness to our Lord. 5. Though we here must strive in weakness, Though in tears we often bend, What His might began in meekness Shall achieve a glorious end. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #461 Text: Eph. 1:4 Author: Samuel Preiswerk, 1844 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858 Titled: "Das ist Gemeine Staerke" Tune: "Lobt den Herrn, die Morgensonne" 1st Published in: Evangelisches Choralbuch Town: Halle, 1829 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Love Thy Kingdom, Lord" by Timothy Dwight, 1752-1817 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.326 1. I love Thy kingdom, Lord, The house of Thine abode, The Church our blest Redeemer saved With His own precious blood. 2. I love Thy Church, O God, Her walls before Thee stand, Dear as the apple of Thine eye And graven on Thy hand. 3. Should I with scoffers join Her altars to abuse? No! Better far my tongue were dumb, My hand its skill should lose. 4. For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend, To her my cares and toils be given Till toils and cares shall end. 5. Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 6. Jesus, Thou Friend Divine, Our Savior and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. 7. Sure as Thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield And brighter bliss of heaven. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #462 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps.137 Author: Timothy Dwight, 1800, ab., alt. Composer: Aaron Williams, 1770 Tune: "St. Thomas" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "For All the Saints Who from Their Labors Rest" by William W. How, 1823-1897 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.327 1. For all the saints who from their labors rest, Who Thee by faith before the world confess, Thy name, O Jesus, be forever blest, Alleluia! Alleluia! 2. Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might; Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight; Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light. Alleluia! Alleluia! 3. Oh, may Thy soldiers, faithful, true and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old And win with them the victor's crown of gold. Alleluia! Alleluia! 4. O blest communion, fellowship divine, We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia! Alleluia! 5. And when the fight is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia! Alleluia! 6. But, lo, there breaks a yet more glorious day; The saints triumphant rise in bright array; The King of Glory passes on His way. Alleluia! Alleluia! 7. From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Alleluia! Alleluia! 8. The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon, to faithful warriors cometh rest. Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia! Alleluia! _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #463 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 12:1 Author: William W. How, 1864, cento Composer: R. Vaughan Williams, 1906, arr. Tune: "Sine nomine" _________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N.Clinton St., Ft.Wayne,IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________ "Blest Be the Tie that Binds" by John Fawcett, 1740-1817 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.328 1. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2. Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our alms, are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3. We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear, And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4. When here our pathways part, We suffer bitter pain; Yet, one in Christ and one in heart, We hope to meet again. 5. This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way, While each in expectation lives And longs to see the day. 6. From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin we shall be free And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #464 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Eph. 4:3 Author: John Fawcett, 1772, alt. Composer: Lowell Mason, 1832 Tune: "Boylston" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Christ Is Our Corner-Stone" by unknown author Translated by John Chandler, 1806-1876 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.328 1. Christ is our Corner-stone, On Him alone we build; With His true saints alone The courts of heaven are filled. On His great love Our hopes we place Of present grace And joys above. 2. Oh, then, with hymns of praise These hallowed courts shall ring; Our voices we will raise The three in One to sing And thus proclaim In joyful song, Both loud and long. That glorious name. 3. Here, gracious God, do Thou Forevermore draw nigh; Accept each faithful vow And mark each suppliant sigh. In copious shower On all who pray Each holy day, Thy blessing pour. 4. Here may we gain from heaven The grace which we implore, And may that grace, once given, Be with us evermore Until that day When all the blest To endless rest Are called away! _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #465 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Kings 9:3 Author: unknown, c. 700, cento Translated by: John Chandler, 1837 Titled: "Angularis fundamentum" Composer: John Darwall, 1770 Tune: "Darwrall's 148th" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Christ, Thou Art the Sure Foundation" by unknown author Translated by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.329 1. Christ, Thou art the sure Foundation, Thou the Head and Corner-stone; Chosen of the Lord and precious Binding all the Church in one; Thou Thy Zion's Help forever And her Confidence alone. 2. To this temple, where we call Thee, Come, O Lord of hosts, today; With Thy wonted loving-kindness Hear Thy servants as they pray And Thy fullest benediction Shed within these walls alway. 3. Here voucesafe to all Thy servants What they ask of Thee to gain, What they gain from Thee forever With the blessed to retain, And hereafter in Thy glory, Evermore with Thee to reign. 4. Praise and honor to the Father, Praise and honor to the Son, Praise and honor to the Spirit, Ever Three and ever One, One in might and one in glory, While unending ages run. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #466 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 1 Kings 9:3 Author: unknown, c. 700, cento Translated by: John M. Neale, 1851, alt. Titled: "Angularis fundamentum" Composer: Henry Smart, 1867 Tune: "Regent Square" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Built on the Rock the Church doth Stand" by Nicolai F.S. Grundtvig, 1783-1872 Translated by Carl Doving, 1867-1937 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Built on the Rock the Church doth stand, Even when steeples are falling; Crumbled have spires in every land, Bells still are chiming and calling, Calling the young and old to rest, But above all the soul distrest, Longing for rest everlasting. 2. Surely in temples made with hands, God, the Most High, is not dwelling; High above earth His temple stands, All earthly temples excelling. Yet He whom heavens cannot contain Chose to abide on earth with men, Built in our bodies His temple. 3. We are God's house of living stones, Builded for His habitation; He through baptismal grace us owns Heirs of His wondrous salvation. Were we but two His name to tell, Yet He would deign with us to dwell, With all His grace and His favor. 4. Now we may gather with our King E'en in the lowliest dwelling; Praises to Him we there may bring, His wondrous mercy forthtelling. Jesus His grace to us accords; Spirit and life are all His words; His truth doth hallow the temple. 5. Still we our earthly temples rear That we may herald His praises; They are the homes where He draws near And little children embraces. Beautiful things in them are said; God there with us His covenant made, Making us heirs of His kingdom. 6. Here stands the font before our eyes Telling how God did receive us; The altar recalls Christ's sacrifice And what His table doth give us; Here sounds the Word that doth proclaim Christ yesterday, today, the same, Yea, and for aye our Redeemer. 7. Grant then, O God, where'er men roam, That, when the church-bells are ringing, Many in saving faith may come Where Christ His message is bringing: "I know Mine own, Mine own know Me; Ye, not the world, My face shall see. My peace I leave with you." Amen. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #467 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Eph. 2: 19-22 Author: Nicolai F.S. Grundtvig, 1837 Translated by: Carl Doving, 1909, alt. Titled: "Kirken den er et gammelt Hus" Composer: Ludvig M. Lindeman, 1871 Tune: "Kirken den er et" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "For All Thy Saints, O Lord" by Richard Mant, 1776-1848 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 331 1. For all Thy saints, O Lord, Who strove in Thee to live, Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, Our grateful hymn receive. 2. For all Thy saints, O Lord, Who strove in Thee to die, Who counted Thee their great Reward, Accept our thankful cry. 3.They all in life and death, With Thee, their Lord, in view, Learned from Thy Holy Spirit's breath To suffer and to do. 4. For this Thy name we bless And humbly pray that we May follow them in holiness And live and die in Thee. ________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #468 Text: Rev. 7:15 Author: Richard Mant, 1837, cento Composer: William H. Monk, 1861 Tune: "Energy" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Glorious Things of Thee are Spoken" by John Newton, 1725-1807 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 331 1. Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God; He whose word cannot be broken Formed thee for His own abode. On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 2. See, the streams of living waters Springing from eternal love Well supply thy sons and daughters And all fear of want remove. Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t'assuage-- Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver, Never fails from age to age? 3. Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear, For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near. Thus they march, the pillar leading, Light by night and shade by day, Daily on the manna feeding Which He gives them when they pray. 4. Savior, since of Zion's city I through grace a member am, Let the world deride or pity, I will glory in Thy name. Fading is the worldling's pleasure, All his boasted pomp and show; Solid joys and lasting treasure None but Zion's children know. ________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #469 Text: Is. 33:20, 21; Ps. 87 Author: John Newton, 1779, ab., alt. Composer: Joseph Barnby, 1883 Tune: "Galilean" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Hark! The Sound of Holy Voices" by Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-1885 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) pp. 332-333 1. Hark! The sound of holy voices Chanting at the crystal sea, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Lord, to Thee. Multitudes which none can number Like the stars in glory stand, Clothed in white apparel, holding Palms of victory in their hand. 2. Patriarch and holy prophet, Who prepared the way of Christ, King, apostle, saint, confessor, Martyr, and evangelist, Saintly maiden, godly matron, Widows who have watched to prayer, Joined in holy concert, singing To the Lord of all, are there. 3. They have come from tribulation And have washed their robes in blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus; Tried they were, and firm they stood. Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, Sawn asunder, slain with sword, They have conquered death and Satan By the might of Christ the Lord. 4. Marching with Thy cross, their banner, They have triumphed, following Thee, the Captain of salvation, Thee, their Savior and their King. Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died, And by death to life immortal They were born and glorified. 5. Now they reign in heavenly glory, Now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from a river, Holy bliss and infinite. Love and peace they taste forever And all truth and knowledge see Of the blessed Trinity. 6. God of God, the One-begotten, Light of Light, Emmanuel, In whose body, joined together, All the saints forever dwell, Pour upon us of Thy fulness That we may forevermore God the Father, God the Spirit. One with Thee on high, adore. _____________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #471 Text: Rev. 7:9, 10 Author: Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 Tune: "O Durchbrecher" 1st Published in: _Neues geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Rise, Ye Children of Salvation" by Justus Falckner, 1672-1723 Translated by Emma R. Bevan, 1827-1909 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.333 1. Rise, ye children of salvation, All who cleave to Christ, the Head. Wake, arise, O mighty nation, Ere the Foe on Zion tread. He draws nigh and would defy All the hosts of God Most High. 2. Saints and heroes long before us Firmly o this ground have stood; See their banner waving o'er us, Conquerors through the Savior's blood. Ground we hold whereon of old Fought the faithful and the bold. 3. Fighting, we shall be victorious By the blood of Christ, our Lord; On our foreheads, bright and glorious, Shines the witness of His Word; Spear and shield on battle-field, His great name we cannot yield. 4. When His servants stand before Him, Each receiving his reward; When His saints in light adore Him, Giving glory to the Lord, "Victory!" our songs shall be Like the thunder of the sea. ________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_: Hymn #472 Text: Jude 3 Author: Justus Falckner, 1697, cento Translated by: Emma R. Bevan, 1858 Titled: "Auf, ihr Christen, Christi Glieder" Composer: Joachim Neander, 1680 Tune: "Neander" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Church's One Foundation" by Samuel J. Stone, 1839-1900 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) pp. 473-474 1. The Church's one foundation Is Jesus Christ, her Lord; She is His new creation By water and the Word. From heaven He came and sought her To be His holy bride; With His won blood He bought her, And for her life He died. 2. Elect from every nation, Yet one o'er all the earth, Her charter of salvation One Lord, one faith, one birth. One holy name she blesses, Partakes one holy food, And to one hope she presses, With every grace endued. 3. The Church shall never perish! Her dear Lord, to defend, To guide, sustain, and cherish, Is with her to the end. Though there be those that hate her. False sons within her pale, Against both foe and traitor She ever shall prevail. 4. Though with a scornful wonder Men see her sore oppressed, By schisms rent asunder, By heresies distressed, Yet saints their watch are keeping; Their cry goes up, "How long?" And soon the night of weeping Shall be the morn of song. 5. Mid toil and tribulation And tumult of her war She waits the consummation Of peace forevermore, Til with the vision glorious Her longing eyes are blest And the great Church victorious Shall be the Church at rest. _____________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #473 Text: Eph. 2:20 Author: Samuel J. Stone, 1866, cento Composer: Samuel S. Wesley, 1864 Tune: "Aurelia" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Zion Stands by Hills Surrounded" by Thomas Kelly, 1769-1854 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 334 1. Zion stands by hills surrounded, Zion, kept by power divine; All her foes shall be confounded Though the world in arms combine. Happy Zion, What a favored lot is thine! 2. Every human tie may perish, Friend to friend unfaithful prove, Mothers cease their own to cherish, Heaven and earth at last remove; But no changes Can attend Jehovah's love. 3. In the furnace God may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more bright, But can never cease to love thee; Thou art precious in His sight. God is with thee, God, thine everlasting Light. _____________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #474 Text: Ps. 125:2 Author: Thomas Kelly, 1806, cento Composer: Thomas Morely, 1891 Tune: "Zion" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Ye Watchers and Ye Holy Ones" by John A.L. Riley, 1853-1945 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 334 1. Ye watchers and ye holy ones, Bright seraphs, cherubim, and thrones, Raise the glad strain, Alleluia! Cry out, dominions, princedoms, powers, Virtues, archangels, angels' choirs, Alleluia! Alleluia! 2. O higher than the cherubim, More glorious than the seraphim, Lead their praises, Alleluia! Thou Bearer of the eternal Word, Most gracious, magnify the Lord, Alleluia! Alleluia! 3.Respond, ye souls in endless rest, Ye patriarchs and prophets blest, Alleluia! Alleluia! Ye holy Twelve, ye martyrs strong, All saints triumphant, raise the song, Alleluia! Alleluia! 4. O friend, in gladness let us sing, Supernal anthems echoing, Alleluia! Alleluia! To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Alleluia! Alleluia! ___________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #475 Text: Ps. 148 Author: John A.L. Riley, 1906 Tune: "Lasst uns erfreuen" 1st Published in: _Geistliche Kirchengesaeng_ Town: Cologne, 1623 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Ten Thousand Times Ten Thousand" by Henry Alford, 1810-1871 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 335 1. Ten thousand times ten thousand, In sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light. 'Tis finished, all is finished, Their fight with death and sin; Fling open wide the golden gates And let the victors in. 2. What rush of alleluias Fills all the earth and sky! What ringing of a thousand harps Proclaims the triumph nigh! O day, for which creation And all its tribes were made; O joy, for all its former woes A thousandfold repaid! 3. Oh, then what raptured greetings On Canaan's happy shore; What knitting severed friendships up Where partings are no more! Then eyes with joy shall sparkle That brimmed with tears of late; Orphans no longer fatherless Nor widows desolate. 4. Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain; Fill up the roll of Thine elect, Then take Thy power and reign. Appear, Desire of Nations; Thine exiles long for home. Show in the heavens Thy promised sign; Thou Prince and Savior, come! _____________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #476 Text: Rev. 7:17 Author: Henry Alford, 1867 Composer: James B. Dykes, 1875 Tune: "Alford" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus, Thou the Church's Head" by Johann Mentzer, 1658-1734 Translated by William J. Schaefer, 1891- Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) pp. 335-336 1. Lord Jesus, Thou the Church's Head, Thou art her one Foundation; In Thee she trusts, before Thee bows, And waits for Thy salvation. Built on this Rock secure, Thy Church shall endure E'en though the world decay And all things pass away. Oh, hear, oh, hear us, Jesus! 2. O Lord, let this Thy little flock, Thy name alone confessing, Continue in Thy loving care, True unity possessing. Thy Sacraments, O Lord, And Thy saving Word To us e'er pure retain. Grant that they may remain Our only strength and comfort. 3. Help us to serve Thee evermore With hearts both pure and lowly; And my Thy Word, that light divine, Shine on in splendor holy That we repentance show, In faith ever grow; The power of sin destroy And all that doth annoy. Oh, make us faithful Christians! 4. And for Thy Gospel let us dare To sacrifice all treasure; Teach us to bear Thy blessed cross, To find in Thee all pleasure. Oh, grant us steadfastness In joy and distress, That we Thee ne'er forsake. Let us by grace partake O endless joy and glory. ______________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #477 Text: Col. 2:10 Author: Johann Mentzer, 1726, cento Translated by: William J. Schaefer, 1938 Titled: "O Jesu, einig wahres Haupt" Composer: Fritz Reuter, 1916 Tune: "Reuter" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Saints on Earth and Those Above" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 and by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.336 1. The saints on earth and those above But one communion make; Joined to their Lord in bonds of love, All of His grace partake. 2. One family, we dwell in Him, One Church above, beneath; Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream, of death. 3. One army of the living God, To His commands we bow; Part of the host have passed the flood, And part are crossing now. 4. Lo, thousands to their endless home Are swiftly borne away; And we are to the margin come And soon must launch as they. 5. Lord Jesus, be our constant Guide; Then, when the word is given, Bid death's cold flood its waves divide And land us safe in heaven. ________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_: Hymn #478 Text: Heb. 12:22-24 Author: Isaac Watts, 1709; Charles Wesley, 1759, cento, alt. Composer: John Day, 1572 Tune: "St. Flavian" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord of the Worlds Above" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.337 1. Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of Thy love, Thine earthly temples are! To Thine abode My heart aspires With warm desires To see my God. 2. The sparrow, for her young, With pleasure seeks her nest, And wandering swallows long To find their wonted rest. My spirit faints With equal zeal To rise and dwell Among Thy saints. 3. Oh, happy souls who pray Where God appoints to hear! Oh, happy men who pay Their constant service there! They praise Thee still; And happy they Who love the way To Zion's hill. 4. They go from strength to strength Through this dark vale of tears Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears, Oh, glorious seat When God, our King, Shall thither bring Our willing feet! ______________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #480 Text: Ps. 84 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719, cento Composer: John Darwall, 1770 Tune: "Darwall's 148th" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Through the Night of Doubt and Sorrow" by Bernhardt S. Ingemann, 1789-1862 Translated by Sabine Baring_Gould, 1834-1924 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 338 1. Through the night of doubt and sorrow Onward goes the pilgrim band, Singing songs of expectation, Marching to the Promised Land. Clear before us, through the darkness, Gleams and burns the guiding light. Brother clasps the hand of brother, Stepping fearless through the night. 2. One the light of God's own presence, O'er His ransomed people shed, Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread; One the object of our journey, One the faith which never tires. One the earnest looking forward, One the hope our God inspires. 3. One the strain the lips of thousands Lift as from the heart of one; One the conflict, one the peril, One their march in God begun; One the gladness of rejoicing On the far eternal shore, Where the one almighty Father Reigns in love forevermore. 4. Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers! Onward, with the cross our aid! Bear its shame and fight its battle Till we rest beneath its shade. Soon shall come the great awaking, Soon the rending of the tomb, Then the scattering of all shadows, And the end of toil and gloom. ___________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #481 Text: Eph. 4:5 Author: Bernhardt S. Ingemann, 1825 Translated by: Sabine Baring_Gould, 1867, alt. Titled: "Igjennem Nat og Traengsal" Composer: Bernhard Schumacher, 1910 Tune: "Baltimore" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "God of the Prophets, Bless the Prophet's Sons" by Denis Wortman, 1835-1922 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 339 1. God of the prophets, bless the prophet's sons; Elijah's mantle o'er Elisha cast. Each age its solemn task may claim by once; Make each one nobler, stronger, than the last. 2. Annoint them prophets. Make their ears attent To Thy divinest speech, their hearts awake To human need, their lips make eloquent To gird the right and every evil break. 3. Annoint them priests. Strong intercessors, they, For pardon and for charity and peace. Ah, if with them the world might, now astray, Find in our Lord from all its woes release! 4. Annoint them kings; aye, kingly kings, O Lord. Annoint them with the Spirit of Thy Son. Theirs not a jeweled crown, a blood-stained sword; Theirs, by sweet love, for Christ a kingdom won. 5. Make them apostles, heralds of Thy Cross; Forth may they go to tell all realms Thy grace. Inspired of Thee, may they count all but loss And stand at last with joy before Thy face. ____________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #483 Text: 2 Kings 2:9ff. Author: Denis Wortman, 1884, ab. Tune: "Old 124th" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "We Bid Thee Welcome in the Name" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 339 1. We bid thee welcome in the name Of Jesus, our exalted Head. Come as a servant,--so He came,-- And we receive thee in His stead. 2. Come as a shepherd; guard and keep This fold from hell and world and sin; Nourish the lambs and feed the sheep; The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 3. Come as a teacher sent from God, Charged His whole counsel to declare. Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod While we uphold thy hands with prayer. 4. Come as a messenger of peace, Filled with the Spirit, fired with love. Live to behold our large increase And die to meet us all above. ____________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #484 Text: 1 Cor. 4:1, 2 Author: James Montgomery, 1825, cento Tune: "Herr Jesu Christ, mein's" 1st Published in: _As Hymnodus Sacer_ Town: Leipzig, 1625 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord Jesus, Who art Come" by Eberhard L. Fischer, 1695-1773 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 340 1. Lord Jesus, who art come A Teacher sent from heaven And by both word and deed God's truth to us hast given, Thou wisely hast ordained The holy ministry That we, Thy flock, may know The way to God through thee. 2. Thou hast, O Lord, returned, To God's right hand ascending; Yet Thou art in the world, Thy kingdom here extending. Through preaching of Thy Word In every land and clime Thy people's faith is kept Until the end of time. 3. O blessed ministry Of reconciliation, That shows the way to God And brings to us salvation! By Thine evangel pure, Lord, Thou preserv'st Thy fold, Doest call, enlighten, keep, Dost comfort and uphold. 4. Preserve this ministry While harvest-days are keeping; And since the fields are white And hands are few for reaping, Send workers forth, O Lord, The sheaves to gather in That not a soul be lost Which Thou art come to win. 5. The servants Thou hast called And to Thy Church art giving Preserve in doctrine pure And holiness of living. Thy Spirit fill their hearts, Endue their tongues with power; What they should boldly speak, Oh, give them in that hour! 6. Yea, bless Thy Word alway, Our souls forever feeding; And may we never lack A faithful shepherd's leading! Seek Thou the wandering sheep, Bind up the sore opprest, Lift up the fallen ones, And grant the weary rest. 7. Bring those into Thy fold Who still to Thee are strangers; Guard those who are within Against offense and dangers. Press onward with Thy Word Till pastor and his fold Through faith in Thee, O Christ, Thy glory shall behold. _____________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #485 Text: 1 Cor. 4:1 Author: Eberhard L. Fischer, 1741, ab. Translated by: composite Titled: "Herr Jesu, der du selbst" Tune: "O Gott, du frommer Gott" 1st Published in: _Neuvermehrtes Gesangbuch_ Town: Meiningen, 1693 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "O Thou Whose Feet have Climbed Life's Hill" by Louis F. Benson, 1855-1930 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 341 1. O Thou whose feet have climbed life's hill And trod the path of youth, Our Savior and our Brother still, Now lead us into truth. 2. The call is Thine; be Thou the Way, And give us men, to guide. Let wisdom broaden with the day; Let human faith abide. 3. Who learn of Thee the truth shall find; Who follow, gain the goal. With reverence crown the earnest mind And speak within the soul. 4. Awake the purpose high which strives And, falling, stands again; Conform the will of eager lives To quit themselves like men. 5. Thy life the bond of fellowship, Thy love the law that rules, Thy name, proclaimed by every lip, The Master of our schools. ________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #486 Text: 1 Cor. 16:13 Author: Louis F. Benson, 1891 Tune: "Dundee" 1st Published in: _Scottish Psalter_, 1615 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "How Beauteous Are Their Feet" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 341 1. How beauteous are at 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 the ears That hear this joyful sound Which kings and prophets waited for And sought, but never found! 4.How blessed are the 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. ________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #487 Text: Is. 52:7 Author: Isaac Watts, 1707 Tune: "St. Michael" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord of the Harvest, Hear" by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 341 1. Lord of the harvest, hear Thy needy servants' cry; Answer our faith's effectual prayer And all our wants supply. 2. On Thee we humbly wait, Our wants are in Thy view. The harvest, truly, Lord, is great, The laborers are few. 3. Anoint and send forth more Into Thy Church abroad And let them speak Thy Word of Power As workers with their God. 4. Oh, let them spread Thy name, Their mission fully prove, Thy universal grace proclaim, Thine all-redeeming love! ________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #488 Text: Matt. 9:38 Author: Charles Wesley, 1742 Composer: James Nares, 1783, ad. Tune: "Aynhoe" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord of the Church, We Humbly Pray" by Edward Osler, 1798-1863 Translated by Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 342 1. Lord of the Church, we humbly pray For those who guide us in Thy way And speak Thy holy Word. With love divine their hearts inspire. And touch their lips with hallowed fire And needful strength afford. 2. Help them to preach the Truth of God, Redemption through the Savior's blood, Nor let the Spirit cease On all the Church His gifts to shower-- To them a messenger of power; To us, of life and peace. 3. So may they live to Thee alone, Then hear the welcome word, "Well done," And take their crown above; Enter into their Master's joy And all eternity employ In praise and bliss and love. ________________________________________________ Text from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #489 Text: Is. 6:7 Author: Edward Osler, 1836 Tune: "Kommt her zu mir" Melody: German, c. 1400 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Pour Out Thy Spirit from on High" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Pour out Thy Spirit from on high, Lord, Thine assembled servants bless; Graces and gifts to each supply And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. 2. Before Thine altar when we stand To teach the truth as taught by Thee, Savior, like stars in Thy right hand The angels of Thy churches be. 3. Wisdom and zeal and faith impart, Firmness with meekness, from above, To bear Thy people on our heart And love the souls whom Thou dost love; 4. To watch and pray and never faint By day and night strict guard to keep, To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, Nourish Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep. 5. Then, when our work is finished here, We may in hope our charge resign. When the Chief Shepherd shall appear, O God, may they and we be Thine! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #490 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 132:9 Author: James Montgomery, 1832 Tune: "O Jesu Christ, mein's" 1st Published in: _Nuernbergisches Gesangbuch_, 1676 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Send, O Lord, Thy Holy Spirit" by unknown author, 19th century Translated by Frederick W. Hersberger, 1859-1930 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 343 1. Send, O Lord, Thy Holy Spirit On Thy servant now, we pray; Let him prove a faithful shepherd To Thy little lambs alway. Thy pure teaching to proclaim, To extol Thy holy name, And to feed Thy lambs, dear Savior, Make his aim and sole endeavor. 2. Thou, O Lord, Thyself hast called him For Thy precious lambs to care; But to prosper in his calling, He the Spirit's gifts must share. Grant him wisdom from above, Fill his heart with holy love; In all weakness be Thou near him, In his prayers, Good Shepherd, hear him. 3. Help, Lord Jesus, help him nourish Our dear children with Thy Word That in constant love they serve Thee Till in heav'n their song is heard. Boundless blessings, Lord, bestow On his faithful toil below Till by grace to him is given His reward, the crown of heaven. _____________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #491 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 11:24 Titled: "Segne, Herr, mit deinem Geiste" Author: unknown, 19th century Translated by: Frederick W. Herzberger, 1930, alt. Composer: Johann Schop, 1642 Tune: "Werde Munter" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Lord of the Living Harvest" by John S.B. Monsell, 1811-1875 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord of the living harvest That whitens o'er the plain, Where angels soon shall gather Their sheaves of golden grain, Accept these hands to labor, These hearts to trust and love, And deign with them to hasten Thy kingdom from above. 2. As lab'rers in Thy vineyard, Lord, send them out to be Content to bear the burden Of weary days for Thee. To ask no other wages When Thou shalt call them home Then to have shared the travail Which makes Thy kingdom come. 3. Be with them, God the Father; Be with them, God the Son; And God the Holy Spirit, Most blessed Three in One. Make them Thy faithful servants Thee rightly to adore And fill them with Thy fulness Both now and evermore. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #492 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 10:2 Author: John S.B. Monsell, 1866, ab. Composer: Samuel S. Wesley, 1864 Tune: "Aurelia" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Thou Who the Night in Prayer Didst Spend" by Christopher Wordsworth, 1807-1885 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Thou who the night in prayer didst spend And then didst Thine apostles send And bidd'st us pray the harvest's Lord To send forth sowers of Thy Word, Hear and Thy chosen servants bless With sev'nfold gifts of holiness. 2. Oh, may Thy pastors faithful be, Not lab'ring for themselves, but Thee! Give grace to feed with wholesome food The sheep and lambs bought by Thy blood, To tend Thy flock, and thus to prove How dearly they the Shepherd love. 3. Oh, may Thy people faithful be And in Thy pastors honor Thee And with them work and for them pray And gladly Thee in them obey, Receive the prophet of the Lord And gain the prophet's own reward! 4. So may we when our work is done Together stand before Thy throne And joyful hearts and voices raise In one united song of praise, With all the bright celestial host, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #493 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 6:12 ff. Author: Christopher Wordsworth, 1862, cento, alt. Composer: Dimitri S. Bortniansky, 1822, ad. Tune: "St. Petersburg" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Awake, Thou Spirit, Who Didst Fire" by Carl H. Von Bogatzky, 1690-1774 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire The watchmen of the Church's youth, Who faced the Foe's envenomed ire, Who witnessed day and night Thy truth, Whose voices loud are ringing still And bringing hosts to know Thy will. 2. Lord, let our earnest prayer be heard, The prayer Thy Son hath bid us pray; For, lo, Thy children's hearts are stirred In ev'ry land in this our day To cry with fervent soul to Thee, Oh, help us, Lord! So let it be! 3. Oh, haste to help ere we are lost! Send preachers forth, in spirit strong, Armed with Thy Word, a dauntless host, Bold to attach the rule of wrong; Let them the earth for Thee reclaim, Thy heritage, to know Thy name. 4. And let Thy Word have speedy course, Thro' ev'ry land be glorified, Till all the heathen know its force And fill Thy churches far and wide. Oh, spread the conquest of Thy Word And let Thy kingdom come, dear Lord! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #494 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 2 Thessalonians 3:1 Author: Carl H. von Bogatzky, 1750, cento Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1855, alt. Titled: "Wach auf, du Geist der ersten Zeugen" Tune: "All Ehr' und Lob" 1st Published in: _Kirchengesangbuch_ Town: Strassburg, 1541 _________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 __________________________________________________________________ "From Greenland's Icy Mountains" by Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2. What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though ev'ry prospect pleases And only man is vile; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. 3. Can we whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Can we to men benighted The lamp of life deny? Salvation! Oh, Salvation! The joyful sound proclaim Till each remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name. 4. Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till like a sea of glory It spreads from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature The lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #495 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 16:9 Author: Reginald Heber, 1819 Composer: Lowell Mason, 1824 Tune: "Missionary Hymn" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Hark! the Voice of Jesus Crying" by Daniel March, 1816-1909 (Stanzas 1, 2, 4) Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) 1. Hark! the voice of Jesus crying, "Who will go and work today? Fields are white and harvests waiting, Who will bear the sheave away?" Loud and long the Master calleth, Rich reward He offers thee; Who will answer, gladly saying, "Here am I, send me, send me"? 2. If you cannot speak like angels, If you cannot preach like Paul, You can tell the love of Jesus, You can say He died for all. If you cannot rouse the wicked With the Judgement's dread alarms, You can lead the little children To the Savior's waiting arms. 3 If you cannot be a watchman, Standing high on Zion's wall, Pointing out the path to heaven, Offering life and peace to all, With your prayers and with your bounties You can do what God demands; You can be like faithful Aaron, Holding up the prophet's hands. 4. Let none hear you idly saying, "There is nothing I can do," While the souls of men are dying And the Master calls for you. Take the task He gives you gladly, Let His work your pleasure be; Answer quickly when He calleth, "Here am I, send me, send me!" _______________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #496 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Is. 6: 8 Author: Daniel March, 1868, stanzas 1, 2, 4 Author: unknown, stanza 3 Composer: Joseph Barnby, 1883 Tune: "Galilean" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Morning Light is Breaking" by Samuel F. Smith, 1808-1895 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The morning light is breaking, The darkness disappears; The sons of earth are waking To penitential tears. Each breeze that sweeps the ocean Brings tidings from afar Of nations in commotion, Prepared for Zion's war. 2. See heathen nations bending Before the God we love, And thousand hearts ascending In gratitude above, While sinners, now confessing, The Gospel-call obey And seek the Savior's blessing, A nation in a day. 3. Blest river of salvation, Pursue thine onward way; Flow thou to ev'ry nation Nor in thy richness stay; Stay not till all the lowly Triumphant reach their home; Stay not till all the holy Proclaim, "The Lord is come." ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #497 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matthew 28:19-20 Author: Samuel F. Smith, 1832 Composer: George J. Webb, 1837 Tune: "Webb" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Rise, Thou Light of Gentile Nations" by Hermann Fick, 1822-1885 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Rise, Thou Light of Gentile nations, Jesus, bright and Morning Star; Let Thy Word, the gladsome tidings, Ring out loudly near and far, Bringing freedom to the captives, Peace and comfort to the slave, That the heathen, free from bondage, May proclaim Thy pow'r to save. 2. See the blindness of the heathen, Strangers to Thy glorious light, Straying hopeless till they find Thee, Wand'ring aimless in the night. See their pitiful condition; Lo, gross darkness covers all, And no ray of hope refreshes Nor dispels the dreadful pall. 3. If Thou, merciful Redeemer, Hadst not saved us from this plight, In like darkness we should languish Hopeless, helpless, in sin's night. Lovingly Thou, Lord, didst seek us In the beauty of Thy grace; Now with joy we freely serve Thee, We, Thy blessed, chosen race. 4. Knowing Thee and Thy salvation, Grateful love dare never cease To proclaim Thy tender mercies, Gracious Lord, Thy heav'nly peace. Sound we forth the Gospel tidings To the earth's remotest bound That the sinner has been pardoned And forgiveness can be found. 5. May our zeal to help the heathen Be increased from day to day As we plead in true compassion And for their conversion pray. For the many faithful heralds, For the Gospel they proclaim, Let us all be cheerful givers To the glory of Thy name. 6. Savior, shine in all Thy glory On the nations near and far; From the highways and the byways Call them, O Thou Morning Star. Guide them whom Thy grace hath chosen Out of Satan's dreadful thrall To the mansions of Thy Father-- There is room for sinners all. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #498 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Isaiah 60:1 Author: Hermann Fick, d. 1885 Titled: "Gehe auf, du Trost der Heiden" Tune: "O du Liebe" 1st Published in: _Musikalischer Christenschatz_ Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Look from Thy Sphere of Endless Day" by William C. Bryant, 1794-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Look from Thy sphere of endless day, O God of mercy and of might! In pity look on those who stray Benighted in this land of light. 2. In peopled vale, in lonely glen, In crowded mart, by stream or sea, How many of the sons of men Hear not the message sent from Thee! 3. Send forth Thy heralds, Lord, to call The thoughtless young, the hardened old, A scattered, homeless flock, till all Be gathered to Thy peaceful fold. 4. Send them Thy mighty Word to speak Till faith shall dawn and doubt depart, To awe the bold, to stay the weak, And bind and heal the broken heart. 5. Then all these wastes, a dreary scene That makes us sadden as we gaze, Shall grow with living waters green And lift to heaven the voice of praise. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #499 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Isaiah 35 Author: William C. Bryant, 1840 Composer: George J. Elvey, 1862 Tune: "St. Crispin" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "May God Bestow on Us His Grace" by Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. May God bestow on us His grace, With blessings rich provide us, And may the brightness of His face To life eternal guide us That we His saving health may know, His gracious will and pleasure, And also to the heathen show Christ's riches without measure And unto God convert them. 2. Thine over all shall be the praise And thanks of every nation, And all the world with joy shall raise The voice of exultation; For Thou shalt judge the earth, O Lord, Nor suffer sin to flourish; Thy people's pasture is Thy Word Their souls to feed and nourish, In righteous paths to keep them. 3. Oh, let the people praise Thy worth, In all good works increasing; The land shall plenteous fruit bring forth, Thy Word is rich in blessing. May God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit bless us! Let all theworld praise Him alone, Let solemn awe possess us. _______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn 500 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 67 Author: Martin Luther, 1524 Translated by: Richard Massie, 1851, alt. Titled: "Es woll' uns Gott genadig sein" Tune: "Es woll' uns Gott genadig sein" 1st Published in: _Deutsch Kirchenamt_ Town: Strassburg, 1525 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Soldiers of the Cross, Arise" by William W. How, 1823-1897 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Soldiers of the Cross, arise, Gird you with your armor bright. Mighty are your enemies, Hard the battle ye must fight. 2. O'er a faithless, fallen world Raise your banner in the sky; Let it float there wide unfurled; Bear it onward, lift it high. 3. Mid the homes of want and woe, Strangers to the living Word, Let the Savior's heralds go, Let the voice of hope be heard. 4. Where the shadows deepest lie, Carry truth's unsullied ray; Where are crimes of blackest dye, There the saving sign display. 5. To the weary and the worn Tell of realms where sorrows cease; To the outcast and forlorn Speak of mercy and of peace. 6. Guard the helpless, seek the strayed, Comfort troubles, banish grief; In the might of God arrayed, Scatter sin and unbelief. 7. Be the banner still unfurled, Still unsheathed the Spirit's Sword; Spread Thy Word in all the world; Let Thy kingdom come, O Lord. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #501 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ephesians 6:17 Author: William W. How, 1854, alt. Tune: "Gott sei Dank" 1st Published in: _Neues geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Saints of God, the Dawn is Brightening" by Mary Maxwell, (date unknown) Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Saints of God, the dawn is bright'ning, Token of our coming Lord; O'er the earth the field is whit'ning; Louder rings the Master's word: Pray for reapers, Pray for reapers, In the harvest of the Lord! 2. Now, O Lord, fulfil Thy pleasure, Breathe upon Thy chosen band, And with Pentecostal measure Send forth reapers o'er our land, Faithful reapers, Faithful reapers, Gath'ring sheaves for Thy right hand. 3. Soon shall end the time of weeping, Soon the reaping time will come, Heav'n and earth together keeping God's eternal Harvest-home. Saints and angels, saints and angels, Shout the world's great Harvest-home. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #502 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 4:35 Author: Mary Maxwell, 1849, ab. Composer: Henry Smart, 1867 Tune: "Regent Square" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Rise, Crowned with Light, Imperial Salem, Rise" by Alexander Pope, 1688-1744 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise! Exalt thy tow'ring head and lift thine eyes; See heav'n its sparkling portals wide display And break upon thee in a flood of day. 2. See a long race thy spacious courts adorn; See future sons and daughters, yet unborn, In crowding ranks on ev'ry side arise Demanding life, impatient for the skies. 3. See barb'rous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in the light, and in thy temple bend; See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings, While ev'ry land its joyful tribute brings. 4. The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay, Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away; But fixed this Word, this saving pow'r, remains; Thy realms shall last, thine own Messiah reigns. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #503 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Isaiah 60:1ff Author: Alexander Pope, 1712, cento, alt. Tune: "Old 124th" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1551 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "O Spirit of the Living God" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O Spirit of the living God, In all Thy plentitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race. 2. Give tongues of fire and hearts of love To preach the reconciling Word; Give pow'r and unction from above Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 3. Be darkness, at Thy coming, light; Confusion, order, in Thy path; Souls without strength inspire with might; Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 4. O Spirit of the Lord, prepare A sinful world their God to meet; Breathe Thou abroad like morning air Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 5. Baptize the nations; far and nigh The triumphs of the Cross record; The name of Jesus glorify Till every kindred call Him Lord. 6. God from eternity hath willed All flesh shall His salvation see; So be the Father's love fulfilled, The Savior's sufferings crowned through Thee. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #504 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Acts 2:3 Author: James Montgomery, 1823 Composer: Samuel Webbe, 1782 Tune: "Melcombe" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "O'er the Gloomy Hills of Darkness" by William Williams, 1717-1791 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, Cheered by no celestial ray, Sun of Righteousness, arising, Bring the bright, the glorious day. Let the morning Of Thy blessed Gospel dawn. 2. Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the glorious light; And from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night And redemption, Freely purchased, win the day! 3. Fly abroad, eternal Gospel; Win and conquer, never cease. May Thy lasting, wide dominions Multiply and still increase! May Thy scepter Sway th'enlightened world around! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #505 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Revelation 14:6 Author: William Williams, 1772, cento, alt. Composer: George W. Warren, 1884 Tune: "Guide Me" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Send Thou, O Lord, to Every Place" by Mary C. Gates, c. 1850 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Send Thou, O Lord, to every place Swift messengers before Thy face, The heralds of Thy wondrous grace, Where Thou Thyself wilt come. 2. Send men whose eyes have seen the King, Men in whose ears His sweet words ring; Send such Thy lost ones home to bring; Send them where Thou wilt come,-- 3. To bring good news to souls in sin, The bruised and broken hearts to win; In ev'ry place to bring them in Where Thou Thyself wilt come. 4. Thou who hast died, Thy vict'ry claim; Assert, O Christ, Thy glory's name And far to lands of pagan shame Send men where Thou wilt come. 5. Gird each one with the Spirit's Sword, The sword of Thine own deathless Word, And make them conquerors, conquering Lord, Where Thou Thyself wilt come. 6. Raise up, O Lord the Holy Ghost, From this broad land a mighty host; Their war cry, "We will seek the lost Where Thou, O Christ, wilt come." ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #506 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Romans 8:37 Author: Mary C. Gates, 1888 Composer: Samuel Howard, d. 1782 Tune: "Isleworth" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Spread, Oh, Spread, Thou Mighty Word" by Jonathan F. Bahnmeier, 1774-1841 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Spread, oh, spread, thou mighty Word, Spread the kingdom of the Lord, Wheresoe'er His breath has giv'n Life to beings meant for heav'n. 2. Tell them how the Father's will Made the world and keeps it still, How His only Son He gave Man from sin and death to save. 3. Tell of our Redeemer's love, Who forever doth remove By His holy sacrifice All the guilt that on us lies. 4. Tell them of the Spirit giv'n Now to guide us up to heav'n, Strong and holy, just and true, Working both to will and do. 5. Up! The ripening fields ye see. Mighty shall the harvest be; But the reapers still are few, Great the work they have to do. 6. Lord of Harvest, let there be Joy and strength to work for Thee Till the nations far and near See Thy light and learn Thy fear. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #507 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Romans 10:15 Author: Jonathan F. Bahnmeier, 1827, ab. Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt. Titled: "Walte, walte fuerder, nah und fern" Tune: "Hoechster Priester" 1st Published in: _Musikalischer Christenschatz_, Basel, 1745 Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Thou Whose Almighty Word" by John Marriott, 1780-1825 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard And took their flight, Hear us, we humbly pray, And where the Gospel day Sheds not its glorious ray, Let there be light! 2. Thou who didst come to bring, On Thy redeeming wing, Healing and sight, Health to the sick in mind, Sight to the inly blind, Oh, now to all mankind Let there be light! 3. Spirit of Truth and Love, Lifegiving, holy Dove, Speed forth Thy flight; Move on the water's face, Bearing the lamp of grace, And in earth's darkest place Let there be light! 4. Holy and blessed Three, Glorious Trinity, Wisdom, Love, Might! Boundless as ocean's tide, Rolling in fullest pride, Thro' the earth, far and wide, Let there be light! ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #508 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Genesis 1:3; John 1:1-14 Author: John Marriott, c. 1813, alt. Composer: Felice de Giardini, 1769 Tune: "Italian Hymn" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "Savior, Sprinkle Many Nations" by Arthur C. Coxe, 1818-1896, stanza 1 by W. Gustave Polack, 1890-1950, stanzas 2, 3 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Savior, sprinkle many nations, Fruitful let Thy sorrows be; By Thy pains and consolations Draw the Gentiles unto Thee. Of Thy Cross the wondrous story, Be it to the nations told; Let them see Thee in Thy glory And Thy mercy manifold. 2. Let to mortals all be given Thee to know and life to gain, Thee, the very God of heaven, Thee, the Man for sinners slain. Speak Thou hope to ev'ry mortal Thro' the Gospel, sweet and blest; Lead them thro' Thy kingdom's portal To eternal peace and rest. 3. Great the need in ev'ry nation, Dense the darkness of sin's night; Let Thy Spirit bring salvation, Love's pure flame, and wisdom's light. Give the Word, Thy preachers strengthen With the prophets' pow'r of old, Help them Zion's cords to lengthen, All Thy wand'ring sheep to fold. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #510 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Isaiah 54:2 Author stanza 1: Arthur C. Coxe, 1851 Author stanza 2, 3: W. Gustave Polack, 1927 Tune: "O du Liebe" 1st Published in: _Musikalischer Christenschatz_ Town: Basel, 1745 ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "Jesus Shall Reign Where'er the Sun" by Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run, His kingdom stretch from shore to shore Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2. For Him shall endless prayer be made, And endless praises crown His head; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 3. People and realms of ev'ry tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name. 4. Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The pris'ner leaps, unloosed his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5. Where He displays His healing power, Death and the curse are known no more; In Him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. 6. Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #511 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Psalm 72 Author: Isaac Watts, 1719, cento Composer: John Hatton, 1793 Tune: "Duke Street" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________ "O Christ, Our True and Only Light" By Johann Heermann, 1585-1647 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 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 haunts and blinds. 3. Oh, gently call those gone astray That they may find the saving way! Let every conscience sore opprest In Thee find peace and heavenly rest. 4. Oh, 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 to 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. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #512 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 1:79 Author: Johann Heermann, 1630 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt. Titled: "O Jesu Christe, wahres Licht" Tune: "O Jesu Christ, mein's" 1st Published in: _Nuernbergisches Gesangbuch_, 1676 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Art Thou Weary, Art Thou Troubled" by John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 358 1. Art thou weary, art thou troubled, Art thou sore distressed? "Come to Me," saith One, "and, coming, Be at rest." 2. Hath He marks to lead me to Him If He be my Guide? "In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side." 3. Hath He diadem, as Monarch, That His brow adorns? "Yea, a crown, in very surety, But of thorns." 4. If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? "Many a sorrow, many a labor, Many a tear." 5. If I still hold closely to Him, What hath He at last? "Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan passed." 6. If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? "Not till earth and not till heaven Pass away." 7. Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? "Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, Answer, Yes." ________________________________________________________ Notes from_The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #513 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 11:28 Author: John M. Neale, 1862, cento, alt. Composer: Henry W. Baker, 1868 Tune: "Stephanos" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "God Moves in a Mysterious Way" by William Cowper, 1731-1800 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm. 2. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill He treasures up His bright designs And works His sovereign will. 3. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break In blessings on your head. 4. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense. But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5. His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6. Blind unbelief is sure to err And scan His work in vain; God is His own Interpreter, And He will make it plain. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #514 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: John 13:7 Author: William Cowper, 1774 Tune: "Dundee" 1st Published in: _Scottish Psalter," 1615 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "0 Thou from Whom All Goodness Flows" by Thomas Haweis, 1732-1820 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.359 1. 0 Thou from whom all goodness flows, I lift my heart to Thee; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Dear Lord, remember me. 2. When on my poor and burdened heart My sins lie heavily, Thy pardon speak, new peace impart; Dear Lord, remember me. 3. When trials sore obstruct my way And ills I cannot flee, Oh, let my strength be as my day; Lord, remember me. 4. If worn with pain, disease, or grief This feeble body be: Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; Dear Lord, remember me. 5. When in the solemn hour of death I wait Thy just decree, Be this the prayer of my last breath: Dear Lord, remember me. 6. And when before Thy throne I stand And lift my soul to Thee, Then with the saints at Thy right hand, Dear Lord, remember me. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #515 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Neh. 13:31 Author: Thomas Haweis, c. 1791, alt., ab. Tune: "St. Bernard" 1st Published in: _Tochter Zion_ Town: Cologne, 1741 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "In the Hour of Trial" by James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. In the hour of trial, Jesus, plead for me Lest by base denial I depart from Thee. When Thou see'st me waver, With a look recall Nor for fear or favor Suffer me to fall. 2. With forbidden pleasures Should this vain world charm Or its tempting treasures Spread to work me harm, Bring to my remembrance Sad Gethsemane Or, in darker semblance, Cross-crowned Calvary. 3. Should Thy mercy send me Sorrow, toil, and woe, Or should pain attend me On my path below, Grant that I may ever Cast my care on Thee. 4. When my last hour cometh. Fraught with strife and pain, When my dust returneth To the dust again, On Thy truth relying, Through that mortal strife, Jesus, take me, dying, To eternal life. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #516 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 22:31-32 Author: James Montgomery, 1834, alt. Composer: John B. Dykes, 1862 Tune: "St. Mary Magdalene" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Will of God Is Always Best" by Albrecht von Brandenburg, 1522-1557 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.360 1. The will of God is always best And shall be done forever; And they who trust in Him are blest, He will forsake them never. He helps indeed In time of need, He chastens with forbearing; They who depend On God, their Friend, Shall not be left despairing. 2. God is my Comfort and my Trust, My Hope and life abiding; And to His counsel wise and just, I yield in Him confiding. The very hairs, His Word declares, Upon my head He numbers. By night and day God is my Stay, He never sleeps nor slumbers. 3. Lord Jesus, this I ask of Thee, Deny me not this favor: When Satan sorely troubles me, Then do not let me waver. Keep watch and ward, O gracious Lord, Fulfil Thy faithful saying: Who doth believe He shall receive An answer to His praying. 4. When life's brief course on earth is run And I this world am leaving, Grant me to say: "Thy will be done." By faith to Thee still cleaving. My heavenly Friend, I now commend My soul into Thy keeping, O'er sin and hell, And death as well, Through Thee the victory reaping. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #517 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 6:10 Author: Albrecht von Brandenburg, c. 1554, asc. Translated by: composite Titled: "Was mein Gott will, das g'scheh' allzeit" Harmony by: Johann S. Bach, 1750 Tune: "Was mein Gott will" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "If Thou But Suffer God to Guide Thee" by Georg Neumark, 1621-1681 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. If thou but suffer God to guide thee And hope in Him through all thy ways, He'll give thee strength, whate'er betide thee, And bear thee through the evil days. Who trusts in God's unchanging love Builds on the Rock that naught can move. 2. What can these anxious cares avail thee, These never-ceasing moans and sighs? What can it help if thou bewail thee O'er each dark moment as it flies? Our cross and trials do but press The heavier for our bitterness. 3. Be patient and await His leisure In cheerful hope, with heart content To take whate'er thy Father's pleasure And His discerning love hath sent, Nor doubt our inmost wants are known To Him who chose us for His own. 4. God knows full well when times of gladness Shall be the needful thing for thee. When He has tried thy soul with sadness And from all guile has found thee free, He comes to thee all unaware And makes thee own His loving care. 5. Nor think amid the fiery trial That God hath cast thee off unheard, That he whose hopes meet no denial Must surely be of God preferred. Time passes and much change doth bring And sets a bound to everything. 6. All are alike before the Highest; 'Tis easy to our God, we know, To raise thee up, though low thou liest, To make the rich man poor and low. True wonders still by Him are wrought Who setteth up and brings to naught. 7. Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving, Perform thy duties faithfully, And trust His Word, though undeserving, Thou yet shalt find it true for thee. God never yet forsook in need The soul that trusted Him indeed. ____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #518 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 55:22 Author: Georg Neumark, 1640 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Wer nur den lieben Gott laesst walten" Composer: Georg Neumark, 1640 Tune: "Wer nur den lieben Gott" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Beloved, 'It Is Well!'" by George W. Doane, 1799-1859 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.362 1. Beloved, "It is well!" God's ways are always right, And perfect love is o'er them all Though far above our sight. 2. Beloved, "It is well!" Though deep and sore the smart, The hand that woudnds knows how to bind And heal the broken heart. 3. Beloved, "It is well!" Though sorrow clouds our way, 'Twill only make the joy more dear That ushers in the day. 4. Beloved, "It is well!" The path that Jesus trod, Though rough and strait and dark it be, Leads home to heaven and God. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #519 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 11:33 Author: George W. Doane, 1833 Composer: Ralph Harrison, c. 1784 Tune: "Cambridge" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Commit Whatever Grieves Thee" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Commit whatever grieves thee Into the gracious hands Of Him who never leaves thee, Who heaven and earth commands. Who points the clouds their courses, Whom winds and waves obey, He will direct thy footsteps And find for thee a way. 2. On Him place thy reliance If thou wouldst be secure; His work thou must consider If thine is to endure. By anxious sighs and grieving And self-tormenting care God is not moved to giving; All must be gained by prayer. 3. Thy truth and grace, O Father, Most surely see and know Both what is good and evil For mortal man below. According to Thy counsel Thou wilt Thy work pursue; And what Thy wisdom chooseth Thy might will always do. 4. Thy hand is never shortened, All things must serve Thy might; Thine every act is blessing, Thy path is purest light. Thy work no man can hinder, Thy purpose none can stay, Since Thou to bless Thy children Wilt always find a way. 5. Though all the powers of evil The will of God oppose, His purpose will not falter, His pleasure onward goes. Whate'er God's will resolveth, Whatever He intends. Will always be accomplished True to His aims and ends. 6. Then hope, my feeble spirit, And be thou undismayed; God helps in every trial And makes thee unafraid. Await His time with patience, Then shall thine eyes behold The sun of joy and gladness His brightest beams unfold. 7. Arise, my soul, and banish Thy anguish and thy care. Away with thoughts that sadden And heart and mind ensnare! Thou art not lord and master Of thine own destiny; Enthroned in highest heaven, God rules in equity. 8. Leave all to His direction; In wisdom He doth reign, And in a way most wondrous His course He will maintain. Soon He, His promise keeping, With wonder-working skill, Shall put away the sorrows That now thy spirit fill. 9. A while His consolation He may to thee deny, And seem as though in trial He far from thee would fly; A while distress and anguish May compass thee around, Nor to thy supplication An answering voice be found. 10. But if thou perseverest, Thou shalt deliverance find. Behold, all unexpected He will thy soul unbind And from the heavy burden Thy heart will soon set free; And thou wilt see the blessing He had in mind for thee. 11. O faithful child of heaven, How blessed shalt thou be! With songs of glad thanksgiving A crown awaiteth thee. Into thy hand thy Maker Will give the victor's palm. And thou to thy Deliverer Shalt sing a joyous psalm. 12. Give, Lord, this consummation To all our heart's distress; Our hands, our feet, e'er strengthen, In death our spirits bless. Thy truth and Thy protection Grant evermore, we pray, And in celestial glory Shall end our destined way. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #520 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 37: 5 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1656 Translated by: composite Titled: Befiehl du deine Wege Composer: Hans L. Hassler, 1601 Tune: Herzlich tut mich ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "What God Ordains Is Always Good" by Samuel Rodigast, 1649-1708 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. What God ordains is always good; His will abideth holy. As He directs my life for me, I follow meek and lowly. God indeed in every need Doth well know how to shield me; To Him, then, I will yield me. 2. What God ordains is always good. He never will deceive me; He leads me in His own right way, And never will He leave me. I take content What He hath sent; His hand that sends me sadness Will turn my tears to gladness. 3. What God ordains is always good. His loving thought attends me; No poison can be in the cup That my Physician sends me. My God is true; Each morn anew I'll trust His grace unending, My life to Him commending. 4. What God ordains is always good. He is my Friend and Father; He suffers naught to do me harm, Though many storms may gather. Now I may know Both joy and woe, Some day I shall see clearly That He hath loved me dearly. 5. What God ordains is always good. Though I the cup am drinking Which savors now of bitterness, I take it without shrinking. For after grief God grants relief, My heart with comfort filling And all my sorrow stilling. 6. What God ordains is always good. This truth remains unshaken. Though sorrow, need, or death be mine, I shall not be forsaken. I fear no harm, For with His arm He shall embrace and shield me; So to my God I yield me. ____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #521 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Deut. 32:4 Author: Samuel Rodigast, 1675 Translated by: composite Titled: "Was Gott tut, das ist wohlgetan" Composer: Severus Gastorius, 1681 Tune: "Was Gott tut" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "When in the Hour of Utmost Need" By Paul Eber, 1511-1569 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. When in the hour of utmost need We know not where to look for aid; When days and nights of anxious thought Nor help nor counsel yet have brought, 2. Then this our comfort is alone, That we may meet before Thy throne And cry, O faithful God, to Thee For rescue from our misery; 3. To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes, Repenting sore with bitter sighs, And seek Thy pardon for our sin And respite from our griefs within. 4. For Thou hast promised graciously To hear all those who cry to Thee Through Him whose name alone is great, Our Savior and our Advocate. 5. And thus we come, O God, today And all our woes before Thee lay; For sorely tried, cast down, we stand, Perplexed by fears on every hand. 6. Ah! hide not for our sins Thy face, Absolve us through Thy boundless grace, Be with us in our anguish still, Free us at last from every ill, 7. That so with all our hearts we may To Thee our glad thanksgiving pay, Then walk obedient to Thy Word And now and ever praise Thee, Lord. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #522 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: 2 Chron. 20: 12 Author: Paul Eber, 1560 Based from the Latin hymn by Joachim Camerarius Translated by: Caatherine Winkworth, 1858, alt. Titled: "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten sein" Tune: "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1547 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Why Should Cross and Trial Grieve Me?" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942), p. 367 1. Why should cross and trial grieve me? Christ is near With His cheer; Never will He leave me. Who can rob me of the heaven That God's Son For my own To my faith hath given? 2. Though a heavy cross I'm bearing And my heart Feels the smart, Shall I be despairing? God, my Helper, who doth send it, Well doth know All my woe And how best to end it. 3. God oft gives me days of gladness; Shall I grieve If He give Seasons, too, of sadness? God is good and tempers ever All my ill, And He will Wholly leave me never. 4. Hopeful, cheerful, and undaunted Everywhere They appear Who in Christ are planted. Death itself cannot appal them, They rejoice When the voice Of their Lord doth call them. 5. Death cannot destroy forever; From our fears, Cares, and tears It will us deliver. It will close life's mournful story, Make a way That we may Enter heavenly glory. 6. What is all this life possesses? But a hand Full of sand That the heart distresses. Noble gifts that pall me never Christ, our Lord, Will accord To His saints forever. 7. Lord, my Shepherd, take me to Thee. Thou art mine; I was Thine, Even e'er I knew Thee. I am Thine, for Thou hast bought me; Lost I stood, But Thy blood Free salvation brought me. 8. Thou art mine; I love and own Thee. Light of Joy, Ne'er shall I From my heart dethrone Thee. Savior, let me soon behold Thee Face to face, -May Thy grace Evermore enfold me! _____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #523 from The Handbook to The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Ps. 73: 23 Author: Paul Gerhardt Translated by: composite, based on John Kelly, 1867 Titled: Warum sollt' ich mich denn graemen Composer: Johann G. Ebeling, 1666 Tune: Warum sollt' ich mich denn graemen ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "In Thee, Lord, have I Put My Trust" by Adam Reusner, 1496-c.1575 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. In Thee, Lord, have I put my trust; Leave me not helpless in the dust, Let me not be confounded. Let in Thy Word My faith, 0 Lord, Be always firmly grounded. 2. Bow down Thy gracious ear to me And hear my cries and prayers to Thee, Haste Thee for my protection; For woes and fear Surround me here. Help me in mine affliction. 3. My God and Shield, now let Thy power Be unto me a mighty tower Whence bravely I defend me Against the foes That round me close. 0 Lord, assistance lend me. 4. Thou art my Strength, my Shield, my Rock, My Fortress that withstands each shock, My Help, my Life, my Treasure. Whate'er the rod, Thou art my God; Naught can resist Thy pleasure. 5. The world for me has falsely set Full many a secret snare and net To tempt me and to harm me. Lord, make them fail, Do Thou prevail, Let their disguise not charm me. 6. With Thee, Lord, have I cast my lot; 0 faithful God, forsake me not, To Thee my soul commending. Lord, be my Stay, Lead Thou the way Now and when life is ending. 7. All honor, praise, and majesty To Father, Son, and Spirit be, Our God forever glorious, In whose rich grace We'll run our race Till we depart victorious. ____________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #524 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 31:1-5 Author: Adam Reusner, 1533 Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "In dich hab' ich gehoffet, Herr" Tune: "In dich hab' ich gehoffet" 1st Published in: _Himmlische Harfen_ Town: Augsburg, 1581 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "As Pants the Hart for Cooling Streams" by Nahum Tate,1652-1715 by Nicholas Brady, 1659-1726 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.369 1. As pants the hart for cooling streams When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee And Thy refreshing grace. 2. For Thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; Oh, when shall I behold Thy face, Thou Majesty Divine? 3. Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still; and thou shalt sing The praise of Him who is thy God, Thy health's eternal Spring. 4. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #525 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 42 Author: Nahum Tate and Nicholas Brady, 1696, cento Composer: Louis Spohr, 1835, arr. Tune: "Spohr" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "In God, My Faithful God" by Sigismund Weingaertner, 17th Century Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.369 1. In God, my faithful God, I trust when dark my road; Though many woes o'ertake me, Yet He will not forsake me. His love it is doth send them And, when 'tis best, will end them. 2. My sins assail me sore, But I despair no more. I build on Christ, who loves me; From this Rock nothing moves me. To Him I all surrender, To Him, my soul's Defender. 3. If death my portion be, Then death is gain to me And Christ my Life forever, From whom death cannot sever. Come when it may, He'll shield me, To Him I wholly yield me. 4. 0 Jesus Christ, my Lord, So meek in deed and word, Thou once didst die to save us Because Thy love would have us Be heirs of heavenly gladness When ends this life of sadness. 5. "So be it," then, I say With all my heart each day. We, too, dear Lord, adore Thee. We sing for joy before Thee. Guide us while here we wander Until we praise Thee yonder. _______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #526 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 7:1 Author: Sigismund Seingaertner, 1607, asc. Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt. Titled: "Auf meinen Heben Gott" Tune: "Auf meinen Heben Gott" 1st Published in: _Deutxche Lieder_ Town: Nuernberg, 1574 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Lord, It Belongs Not to My Care" by Richard Baxter, 1681, cento, alt. Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Lord, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live; To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give. 2. If life be long, I will be glad That I may long obey; If short no laborer is sad To end his toilsome day. 3. Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before; He that into God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door. 4. Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet Thy blessed face to see; For if Thy work on earth be sweet. What will Thy glory be? 5. Then shall I end my sad complaints And weary, sinful days And join with the triumphant saints That sing my Savior's praise. 6. My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim; But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with Him. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #527 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Phil. 1:21 Author: Richard Baxter, 1681, cento, alt. Tune: "St. Bernard" 1st Published in: _Tochter Zion_ Town: Cologne, 1741 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "If God Himself Be for Me" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. If God Himself be for me, I may a host defy; For when I pray, before me My foes, confounded, fly. If Christ, my Head and Master, Befriend me from above, What foe or what disaster Can drive me from His love? 2. This I believe, yea, rather, Of this I make my boast, That God is my dear Father, The Friend who loves me most, And that, whate'er betide me, My Savior is at hand Through stormy seas to guide me And bring me safe to land. 3. I build on this foundation, That Jesus and His blood Alone are my salvation, The true, eternal good. Without Him all that pleases Is valueless on earth; The gifts I owe to Jesus Alone my love are worth. 4. My Jesus is my Splendor, My Sun, my Light, alone; Were He not my Defender Before God's awe-full throne, I never should find favor And mercy in His sight, But be destroyed forever As darkness by the light. 5. He canceled my offenses, Delivered me from death; He is the Lord who cleanses My soul from sin through faith. In Him I can be cheerful, Bold, and undaunted aye; In Him I am not fearful Of God's great Judgment Day. 6. Naught, naught, can now condemn me Nor set my hope aside; Now hell no more can claim me, Its fury I deride. No sentence e'er reproves me, No ill destroys my peace; For Christ, my Savior, loves me And shields me with His grace. 7. His Spirit in me dwelleth, And o'er my mind He reigns. All sorrow He dispelleth And soothes away all pains. He crowns His work with blessing And helpeth me to cry, "My Father!" without ceasing, To Him who dwells on high. 8. And when my soul is lying Weak, trembling, and opprest, He pleads with groans and sighing That cannot be exprest; But God's quick eye discerns them, Although they give no sound, And into language turns them E'en in the heart's deep ground. 9. To mine His Spirit speaketh Sweet word of holy cheer, How God to him that seeketh For rest is always near And how He hath erected A city fair and new, Where what our faith expected We evermore shall view. 10. In yonder home doth flourish My heritage, my lot; Though here I die and perish, My heaven shall fail me not. Though care my life oft saddens And causeth tears to flow, The light of Jesus gladdens And sweetens every woe. 11. Who clings with resolution To Him whom Satan hates Must look for persecution; For him the burden waits Of mockery, shame, and losses, Heaped on his blameless head; A thousand plagues and crosses Will be his daily bread. 12. From me this is not hidden, Yet I am not afraid; I leave my cares, as bidden, To whom my vows were paid. Though life and limb it cost me And everything I won, Unshaken shall I trust Thee And cleave to Thee alone. 13. Though earth be rent asunder, Thou'rt mine eternally; Not fire nor sword nor thunder Shall sever me from Thee; Not hunger, thirst, nor danger, Not pain nor poverty Nor mighty princes' anger Shall ever hinder me. 14. No angel and no gladness, No throne, no pomp, no show, No love, no hate, no sadness, No pain, no depth of woe, No scheme of man's contrivance, However small or great, Shall draw me from Thy guidance Nor from Thee separate. 15. My heart for joy is springing And can no more be sad, 'Tis full of mirth and singing, Sees naught but sunshine glad. The Sun that cheers my spirit Is Jesus Christ, my King; That which I shall inherit Makes me rejoice and sing. ___________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #528 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Rom. 8:31-39 Author: Paul Gerhardt Translated by: based on Richard Massie, 1857 Titled: Ist Gott fuer mich, so trete Composer: Melckior Teschner, 1613 Tune: Valet will ich dir geben ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "I Leave All Things to God's Direction" by Salomo Franck, 1685 Translated by August Crull, 1845-1923 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. I leave all things to God's direction, He loveth me in weal and woe; His will is good, true His affection. With tender love His heart doth glow. My Fortress and my Rock is He: What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. 2. My God hath all things in His keeping, He is the ever faithful Friend; He grants me laughter after weeping, And all His ways in blessings end. His love endures eternally: What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. 3. The will of God shall be my pleasure While here on earth is mine abode; My will is wrong beyond all measure, It doth not will what pleaseth God. The Christian's motto e'er must be: What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. 4. God knows what must be done to save me, His love for me will never cease; Upon His hands He did engrave me With purest gold of loving grace. His will supreme must ever be! What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. 5. My God desires the soul's salvation, Me also He desires to save; Therefore with Christian resignation All earthly troubles I will brave. His will be done eternally: What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #529 from The Lutheran Hymnal Text: Rom. 8: 28 Author: Salomo Franck, 1685 Translated by: August Crull, 1923, alt. Titled: "Ich halte Gott in allem stille" Composer: Georg Neumark, 1640 Tune: "Wer nur den lieben Gott" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Thy Ways, 0 Lord, with Wise Design" by Ambrose Serle, 1742-1812 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p. 530 1. Thy ways, 0 Lord, with wise design Are framed upon Thy throne above, And every dark and bending line Meets in the center of Thy love. 2. With feeble light and half obscure Poor mortals Thine arrangements view, Not knowing that the least are sure And the mysterious just and true. 3. Thy flock, Thine own peculiar care, Though now they seem to roam uneyed, Are led or driven only where They best and safest may abide. 4. They neither know nor trace the way; But whilst they trust Thy guardian eye, Their feet shall ne'er to ruin stray, Nor shall the weakest fail or die. 5. My favored soul shall meekly learn To lay her reason at Thy throne; Too weak Thy secrets to discern, I'll trust Thee for my Guide alone. ________________________________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #530 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: I Cor. 13:12 Author: Ambrose Serle, 1786 Composer: Jeremiah Clarke, 1707 Tune: "St. Luke" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Ye Disconsolate" by Thomas Moore, 1779-1852; Stanza 1, 2 by Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872; Stanza 3 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.374 1. Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish, Come to the Mercy-seat, fervently kneel. Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 2. Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure; Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure. 3. Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above. Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove. ______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #531 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Heb. 4:16 Author: Thomas Moore, 1816, alt.; St. 1, 2 Author: Thomas Hastings, 1832; St. 3 Composer: Samuel Webbe, 1792 Tune: "Alma Redemptoris mater" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Thy Way, Not Mine, 0 Lord" by Horatius Bonar, 1808-1899 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Thy way, not mine, 0 Lord, However dark it be. Lead me by Thine own hand; Choose Thou the path for me. I dare not choose my lot; I would not if I might. Choose Thou for me, my God; So shall I walk aright. 2. Choose Thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health; Choose Thou my cares for me, My poverty or wealth. Not mine, not mine, the choice, In things or great or small; Be Thou my Guide, my Strength, My Wisdom, and my All. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #532 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 25:5 Author: Horatius Bonar, 1857, cento Tune: "Ich halte treulich still" 1st Published in: _Musikalisches Gesangbuch_ Town: Liepzig, 1736, ad. ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Nearer, My God to Thee" by Sarah F. Adams, 1805-1848 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Nearer, my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee. E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 2. Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone, Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 3. There let my way appear Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 4. Then with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise, So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 5. Or if on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. __________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #533 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Gen. 28:10-19 Author: Sarah F. Adams, 1841 Composer: Lowell Mason, 1856 Tune: "Bethany" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "God of My Life, to Thee I Call" by William Cowper, 1731-1800; Stanza 1-5 by unknown author; Stanza 6 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.378 1. God of my life, to Thee I call; Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fall. 2. Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor? 3. Did ever mourner plead with Thee And Thou refuse that moumer's plea? Does not the word still fixed remain That none shall seek Thy face in vain? 4. Fair is the lot that's cast for me; I have an Advocate with Thee. They whom the world caresses most Have no such privilege to boast. 5. Poor though I be, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe and must succeed For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. 6. Then hear, 0 Lord, my humble cry And bend on me Thy pitying eye. To Thee their prayer Thy people make: Hear us for our Redeemer's sake. _______________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #534 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 46 Author: William Cowper, 1779; st. 1-5 Author: unknown author; St. 6 Tune: "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten" 1st Published in: _Genevan Psalter_, 1547 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Rejoice, My Heart, Be Glad and Sing" by Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Rejoice, my heart, be glad and sing, A cheerful trust maintain; For God, the Source of everything, Thy Portion shall remain. 2. He is thy Treasure, He thy Joy, Thy Life and Light and Lord, Thy Counselor when doubts annoy, Thy Shield and great Reward. 3. Why spend the day in blank despair, In restless thought the night? On thy Creator cast thy care; He makes thy burdens light. 4. Did not His love and truth and power Watch o'er thy childhood day? Has He not oft in threatening hour Turned dreaded ills away? 5. He ever will with patience chide, His rod falls gently down, And all thy sins He casts aside And in the sea doth drown. 6. When silent woe thy bosom rends, His pity sees thy grief, Supplies what to His glory tends And to thine own relief. 7. He knows how oft a Christian weeps And why his tears now fall; And in the His mercy keeps These things are noted all. 8. His wisdom never plans in vain, Ne'er falters or mistakes; All that His counsels did ordain A happy ending makes. 9. Upon thy lips, then, lay thy hand And trust His guiding love; Then like a rock thy peace shall stand Here and in heaven above. _________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #535 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 56: 8 Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1653, cento Translated by: John Kelly, 1867, alt. Titled: Ich singe dir mit Herz und Mund Tune: Ich singe dir 1st Published in: -Harmonischer Liederschatz- Town: Frankfurt, 1738 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 481-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun" by Thomas Ken, 1637-1711 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.380 1. Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise To pay thy morning scarifice. 2. Let all thy converse be sincere, Thy conscience as the noonday clear; Think how the all-seeing God thy ways And all thy secret thought surveys. 3. All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept And hast refreshed me whilst I slept. Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless light partake. 4. Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; Disperse my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will And will Thyself my spirit fill. 5. Direct, control, suggest, this day All I design or do or say That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite. 6. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #536 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 108:2 Author: Thomas Ken, 1695, cento, alt. Composer: Francois H. Barthelemon, 1785 Tune: "Morning Hymn" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Every Morning Mercies New" by Greville Phillimore, 1821-1884 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.537 1. Every morning mercies new Fall as fresh as morning dew; Every morning let us pay Tribute with the early day; For Thy mercies, Lord, are sure, Thy compassion doth endure. 2. Still the greatness of Thy love Daily doth our sins remove; Daily, far as east from west, Lifts the burden from the breast; Gives unbought to those who pray Strength to stand in evil day. 3. Let our prayers each morn prevail That these gifts may never fail; And as we confess the sin And the Tempter's power within, Feed us with the Bread of Life; Fit us for our daily strife. 4. As the morning light returns, As the sun with splendor burns, Teach us still to turn to Thee, Ever-blessed Trinity. With our hands our hearts to raise In unfailing prayer and praise. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #537 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Lam. 3:23 Author: Greville Phillimore, 1863, alt. Composer: Johann G. Ebeling, 1666 Tune: "Voller Wunder" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Now the Shades of Night are Gone" by Samson Occom, 1732-1792 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.381 1. Now the shades of night are gone, Now the morning light is come. Lord, may we be Thine today; Drive the shades of sin away. 2. Fill our souls with heavenly light, Banish doubt and cleanse our sight. In Thy service, Lord, today Help us labor, help us pray. 3. Keep our haughty passions bound, Save us from our foes around; Going out and coming in, Keep us safe from every sin. 4. When our work of life is past; Oh, receive us then at last! Night of sin will be no more When we reach the heavenly shore. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #538 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 121 Author: Samson Occom, 1799, asc. Composer: Justin H. Knecht, 1797 Tune: "Vienna" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "Come, Thou Bright and Morning Star" by Christian K. von Rosenroth, 1636-1689 Translated by Richard Massie, 1800-1887 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.381 1. Come, Thou Bright and Morning Star, Light of light, without beginning! Shine upon us from afar That we may be kept from sinning. Drive away by Thy clear light Our dark night. 2. Let Thy grace, like morning dew Falling soft on barren places, Comfort, quicken, and renew Our dry souls and dying graces; Bless Thy flock from Thy rich store Evermore. 3. May Thy fervent love destroy Our cold works, in us awaking Ardent zeal and holy joy At the purple morn's first breaking. Let us truly rise ere yet Life has set. 4. Ah! thou Dayspring from on high, Grant that at Thy next appearing We who in the graves do lie May arise, Thy summons hearing, And rejoice in our new life, Far from strife. 5. Light us to those heavenly spheres, Sun of grace, in glory shrouded; Lead us through this vale of tears To the land where days unclouded, Purest joy, and perfect peace Never cease. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #539 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 88: 13 Author: Christian K. von Rosenroth, 1684, cento Translated by: Richard Massie, 1857 Titled: "Morgenglanz der Ewigkeit" Tune: "Morgenglanz der Ewigkeit" 1st Published in: _Geistreiches Gesangbuch_ Town: Halle, 1704 ________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St.,Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 481-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ________________________________________________________________ "O Blessed Holy Trinity" by Martin Behm, 1557-1622 Translated by Conrad H.L. Schuette, 1843-1926 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942)p.383 1. O blessed Holy Trinity, Divine, eternal Unity, God Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Be Thou this day my Guide and Host. 2. My soul and body keep from harm, O'er all I have extend Thine arm, That Satan may not cause distress Nor bring me shame and wretchedness. 3. The Father's love shield me this day, The Son's pure wisdom cheer my way, The Holy Spirit's light divine Illume my heart's benighted shrine. 4. My Maker, strengthen Thou my heart, O my Redeemer, help impart, Blest Comforter, keep at my side That faith and love in me abide. 5. Lord, bless and keep Thou me as Thine; Lord, make Thy face upon me shine; Lord, lift Thy countenance on me And give me peace, sweet peace, from Thee. _______________________________________ Notes from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Hymn #541 Text: Ps. 5:3 Author: Martin Behm, 1608, ab. Translated by: Conrad H.L. Schuette, 1880, alt. Titled: "O heilege Dreifaltigkeit" Composer: Nikolaus Herman, 1560 Tune: "O heilege Dreifaltigkeit" ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "The Sun Arises Now" By Thomas Hansen Kingo, 1634-1703 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. The sun arises now In light and glory And gilds the rugged brow Of mountains hoary, Be glad, my soul, and lift Thy voice in singing To God from earth below, Thy heart with joy aglow And praises ringing. 2. Like countless grains of sand, Beyond all measure, And wide as sea and land Is Heaven's treasure Of grace which Christ, my Lord, Each day bestoweth, Which, like refreshing rain, Into my soul again Each morning floweth. 3. Keep Thou my soul today From sin and blindness; Surround me on my way With loving-kindness And fill my heart, O God, With joy from heaven; I then shall ask no more Than what Thou hast of yore In wisdom given. 4. Thou knowest best my needs, My sighs Thou heedest; Thy hand Thy children feeds, Thine own Thou leadest. What should I more desire, With Thee deciding The course that I must take, Than follow in the wake Where Thou art guiding? _______________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #542 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 145: 15 Author: Thomas Hansen Kingo, 1699, cento Translated by: P.C. Paulsen, c. 1925, alt. Titled: "Nu rinder Solen op" Composer: Hartnack O.K. Zinck, 1801 Tune: "Nu rinder Solen op" 1st Published in: _Koralbog_ ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: COSMITHB@ASH.PALNI.EDU. Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2123 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "When, Streaming from the Eastern Skies" by William Shrubsole,1759-1829 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.385 1. When, streaming from the eastern skies, The morning light salutes my eyes, O Sun of Righteousness Divine, On me with beams of mercy shine; Chase the dark clouds of sin away And turn my darkness into day. 2. When to heaven's great and glorious King My morning sacrifice I bring And, grieving o'er my guilt and shame, Ask mercy, Savior, in Thy name. My conscience sprinkle with Thy blood And be my Advocate with God. 3. When each day's scenes and labors close And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy, richly blest, Guard me, my Savior, while I rest; And as each morning's sun shall rise, Oh, lead me onward to the skies! 4. And at my life's last setting sun, My conflict o'er, my labor done, Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed To cheer ands bless my dying bed And from death's gloom my spirit raise To see Thy face and sing Thy praise. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #543 from _The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Ps. 55:1 Author: William Shrubsole,1813,cento. alt. Tune: "All' Ehr' und Lob 1st Published in: _Kirchengesangbuch_ Town: Strassburg, 1541 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________ "While Yet the Morn is Breaking" by Johannes Muehlmann, 1573-1613 Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Text From: THE HANDBOOK TO THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) p.385 1. While yet the morn is breaking, I thank my God once more, Beneath whose care awaking, I find the night is o'er, I thank Him that He calls me To life and health anew; I know, whate'er befalls me, His care will still be true. 2. O Israel's Guardian, hear me, Watch over me this day; In all I do be near me, For others, too, I pray; To Thee I would commend them, Our Church, our youth, our land, Direct them and defend them When dangers are at hand. 3. O gracious Lord, direct us, Thy doctrine pure defend, From heresies protect us, And for Thy Word contend That we may praise Thee ever, O God, with one accord And say: The Lord, our Savior, Be evermore adored. 4. Oh, grant us peace and gladness, Give us our daily bread, Shield us from grief and sadness, On us Thy blessings shed. Grant that our whole behavior, In truth and righteousness, May praise Thee, Lord, our Savior, Whose holy name we bless. 5. And gently grant Thy blessing That we may do Thy will, No more Thy ways transgressing, Our proper task fulfil, With Peter's full assurance Let down our nets again, Success will crown endurance If faithful we remain. 6. Thou art the Vine,--oh, nourish The branches graft in Thee And let them grow and flourish, A fair and fruitful tree. Thy Spirit pour within us And let His gifts of grace To such good actions win us As best may show Thy praise. ___________________