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Con ansia clamo, ¡oh santo Dios!

Author: David Schmidt, 1922-1961; Martín Lutero, 1483-1546 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Topics: La Vida Cristiana Arrepentimiento y Confesión; La Vida Cristiana en General; The Christian Life Repentance and Confession; The Christian Life in General Used With Tune: AUS TEIFER NOT

For help, O whither shall I flee?

Author: J. Neander Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 For help, O whither shall I flee? Who now to peace will guide me? To none, dear Savior, but to Thee, Can I with hope confide me. 'Tis Thine to give the weary rest, The mourning soul in Thee is blest,-- Help, Jesus, the afflicted! 2 My sin, O Lord, is now my grief, Against my will it rages: Thy grace alone an bring relief, While sin its warfare wages, All that I need is known to Thee, And now a part myself can see,-- Help, Jesus, the sin-burdened! 3 Good Shepherd, bearest Thou the weak? Sustain me in my weakness! Thou great Physician of the sick, Heal Thou my moral sickness! A prey to death I helpless fall,-- For health and strength to Thee I call, Save, Jesus, or I perish! 4 To those who trust Thee--"Nothing fear? I am the life!"--Thou criest; Seeks not my soul, with strong desire, The life which Thou suppliest? Though all my sorrows Thou canst lead, In death provide for every need-- Help, Jesus, the confiding. 5 I would do good, but still I fail,-- Must I thus always waver? What grief it gives Thou knowest well. Who shall my soul deliver, And set the salve for ever free From sin and death to live with Thee?-- I thank Thee, God, through Jesus! Topics: The Church Year Twenty-third Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twenty-second Sunday after Trinity Used With Tune: [For help, O whither shall I flee?]

Great God, what do I see and hear!

Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 296 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Great God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated; The trumpet sounds; the graves restore The dead which they contained before; Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding; No gloomy fears their souls dismay; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him. 3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold His wrath prevailing, For they shall rise, and find their tears And sighs are unavailing; The day of grace is past and gone; Trembling they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet Him. 4 O Christ, who diedst and yet dost live. To me impart Thy merit; My pardon seal, my sins forgive, And cleanse me by Thy Spirit. Beneath Thy cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet Thee. Topics: Forgiveness of Sin; The Judgment; Ready to meet God; Resurrection of the Dead Used With Tune: OUT OF THE DEPTHS I CRY TO THEE

O sinner, for a little space

Author: Anon. Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 O sinner, for a little space Lift up thine eyes, discerning How terrible a thing is sin; And so to wisdom turning, Upon the crucified One look, And thou shalt read, as in a book, What well is worth thy learning. 2 Look on His head, that bleeding head, With crown of thorns surrounded; Look on His sacred hands and feet, Which piercing nails have wounded; See every limb with scourges rent; On Him, the just, the innocent, What malice hath abounded! 3 'Tis not alone those tender limbs With so much pain are aching; For the ingratitude of man His heart within is breaking. O fearful was the chastisement The Son of Mary underwent, The place of sinners taking. 4 No man has any sorrow borne Like unto that affliction, When Jesus for our sake endured His people's contradiction; Beyond imagination were The sufferings He willed to bear In that dread crucifixion. 5 Now mark, O man, and ponder well Sin's awful condemnation. For whom were all those wounded endured? To purchase thy salvation. Had Jesus never bled and died, Then what could thee and all betide But fiery reprobation? 6 Flee, therefore, sinner, flee from sin And Satan's wiles ensnaring; Flee from those everlasting flames For evil ones preparing. O thank thy Savior, and entreat To rest hereafter at His feet, The life eternal sharing. Topics: The Church Year Holy Thursday; The Church Year Holy Thursday; Atonement Used With Tune: [O sinner, for a little space] Text Sources: Latin

Oppressed by sin, O Lord, to Thee

Author: C.F. Gellert Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Oppressed by sin, O Lord, to Thee I come in my affliction: O, full of pity, look on me, Impart Thy benediction. My sins are great, where shall I fell? The blood of Jesus speaks for me; For all our sins He carried. 2 Repentant at Thy feet I fall, To Thy cross humbly clinging, O Jesus, hear me when I call, My wants before Thee bringing. My trust is in Thy grace and power; For all was finished in that hour, When Thou didst make atonement. 3 When I approach Thine altar, Lord, May I this comfort cherish, That on the cross Thy blood was poured For me, lest I should perish. Thou didst for me God's law fulfill, That holy joy my heart might thrill When on Thy love I'm feasting. 4 Be Thou my shield 'gainst Satan's power, Whene'er he would assail me; The victor's crown, when come death's hour, O let it never fail me! Lord Jesus,Thou who savedst me, My life I would devote to Thee, To praise Thy name forever. Topics: The Church Confession; The Church Confession; Confession of Sin Used With Tune: [Oppressed by sin, O Lord to Thee]

Out of the depths I cry to Thee

Author: M. Luther Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 6 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee, Lord, God, O hear my wailing! Thy gracious ear incline to me, And make my prayer availing. On my misdeeds in mercy look, O deign to blot them from Thy book, Or who can stand before Thee? 2 Thy sovereign grace and boundless love, Make Thee, O Lord, forgiving; My purest thoughts and deeds but prove Sin in my heart is living: None guiltless in Thy sight appear; All who approach Thy throne must fear, And humbly trust Thy mercy. 3 Thou canst be merciful while just,-- This is my hope's foundation; On Thy redeeming grace I trust, Grant me, then, thy salvation. Shielded by Thee, I stand secure; Thy word is firm, thy promise sure, And I rely upon Thee. 4 Like those who watch the midnight's hour To hail the dawning morrow, I wait for Thee, I trust Thy power, Unmoved by doubt or sorrow. So let Thy Israel hope in Thee, And he shall find Thy mercy free, And Thy redemption plenteous. 5 Where'er the greatest sins abound, By grace they are exceeded; Thy helping hand is always found With aid where aid is needed; Thy hand, the only hand to save, Will rescue Israel from the grave, And pardon his transgression. Topics: The Church Year Second Sunday in Lent; The Church Year Second Sunday in Lent; Confession of Sin; Repentance Used With Tune: [Out of the depths I cry to Thee]

Out of the Depths I Cry to Thee

Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Appears in 43 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Topics: Confession and Commitment Used With Tune: AUS TIEFER NOT

Out of the Depths I Cry to You

Author: Martin Luther; Gracia Grindal, 1943- Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Topics: Repentance and Confession; Christ--Grace and mercy of; Confession of Sin; God--Grace and mercy of; Hope; Justification; Sin Scripture: Psalm 25 Used With Tune: DE PROFUNDIS

Out Of The Deep I Cry To Thee

Author: Martin Luther; Arthur T. Russell Meter: 8.7.87.8.8.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Out of the deep I cry to Thee; O Lord God, hear my crying; Incline Thy gracious ear to me, With prayer to Thee applying. For if Thou fix Thy searching eye On sin and all iniquity, Who, Lord, can stand before Thee? 2 But love and grace with Thee prevail, O God! our sins forgiving! The holiest deeds can naught prevail Of all before Thee living. Before Thee none can boast him clear; Therefore must each Thy judgment fear, And live on Thy compassion. 3 For this my hope in God shall rest, Naught building on my merit: My heart confides, of Him possessed: His goodness stays my spirit. His precious blood assureth me My solace, my sure rock is He; Hereon my soul abideth. 4 And though I wait the livelong night, And till the morn returneth, My heart undoubting trusts His might, Nor in impatience mourneth. Born of His Spirit Israel In the right way thus fareth well, And on his God reposeth. 5 What though our sins are manifold, Supreme His mercy reigneth; No limit can His hand withhold, Where evil most obtaineth. He the good Shepherd is alone, Who Israel will redeem and own, Forgiving all transgression. Used With Tune: AUS TIEFER NOT Text Sources: Psalms and Hymns (Cambridge, England: John Deighton, 1851)