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Stand up, stand up for Jesus
Hymnal: Hymnau a thonau at wasanaeth amrywiol gyfarfodydd y cysegr #336 (1910) Meter: 7.6 Languages: Welsh Tune Title: WEBB
Stand up, stand up for Jesus
Lamb of God, who once wast slain
Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: Church Book #339 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 Lamb of God, who once wast slain,
We, whose sins did pierce Thee,
Now commemorate Thy pain,
And implore Thy mercy.
2 Thine's an everlasting Love:
We have sorely tried Thee.
Whom have we in heaven above.
Whom on earth beside Thee?
3 What can helpless sinners do,
When temptations seize us?
Naught have we to look unto,
But the Blood of Jesus.
4 Pardon all our baseness, Lord;
All our weakness pity:
Guide us safely by Thy Word
To the heavenly city.
5 O sustain us on the road
Through this desert dreary,.
Feed us with Thy Flesh and blood,
When we're faint and weary.
6 Bid us call to mind Thy Cross
Our hard hearts to soften.
Often, Saviour, feast us thus;
For we need it often. Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; Passion Week Languages: English Tune Title: UNSER JESUS IN DER NACHT
Lamb of God, who once wast slain
O living Bread from heaven
Author: Miss Winkworth; John Rist Hymnal: Church Book #341 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 O living Bread from heaven,
How hast Thou fed Thy guest!
The gifts Thou now hast given
Have filled my heart with rest.
O wondrous Food of blessing,
O Cup that heals our woes!
My heart, this gift possessing,
In thankful song o'erflows.
2 My Lord, Thou here hast led me
Within Thy holiest place,
And there Thyself hast fed me
With treasures of Thy grace:
And Thou hast freely given
What earth could never buy,
The Bread of Life from heaven,
That now I shall not die!
3 Thou givest me all I wanted,
The Food can death destroy;
And Thou hast freely granted
The Cup of endless joy.
Ah, Lord, I do not merit
The favor Thou hast shown,
And all my soul and spirit
Bow down before Thy throne!
4 Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened
With heavenly Food, while here
My course on earth is lengthened,
I serve with holy fear:
And when Thou callest my spirit
To leave this world below,
I enter, through Thy merit,
Where joys unmingled flow. Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; After Communion Languages: English Tune Title: WIE SOLL ICH DICH EMPFANGEN
O living Bread from heaven
Lord, accept our feeble praise
Hymnal: Church Book #342 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord, accept our feeble praise
For the banquet given;
Though unworthy, we would raise
Hearts and hands to heaven.
2 Of the streams of grace divine
We have now been tasting:
On the mystic bread and wine
With rich comfort feasting.
3 Meat indeed Thy Flesh we find,
Drink thy Blood so precious;
Jesus, Saviour, thou art kind,
Merciful and gracious!
4 On our guilty souls Thy rod
Falls with gentle chidings;
And Thou healest with Thy Blood
All our great backslidings.
5 May we to Thy bleeding Cross
Soul and body fasten;
All for Jesus count but loss,
to His coming hasten.
6 None from trials are below
Totally exempted;
All-sufficient grace bestow,
Succor, Lord, the tempted.
7 To Thy Name, for evermore,
Be all glory given;
None on earth will we adore,
None but Thee in heaven. Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Languages: English Tune Title: LASZT UNS ALLE FRÖLICH SEIN
Lord, accept our feeble praise
If God Himself be for me
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #349 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 IF God Himself be for me,
I may a host defy,
For when I pray, before me
My foes confounded fly.
If Christ, the 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 Saviour 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 soul's bright-beaming Sun;
Were He not my Defender
Before God’s awful throne,
I never should find favor
And mercy in His sight,
But be destroyed forever,
As darkness by the light.
5 He canceled my offences,
And saved my soul from death;
'Tis He who ever cleanses
Me from my sins 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 e'er 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 Saviour, loves me
And screens 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 spirit flutters
In weakness and despair,
Then words and sighs He utters
Of more than mortal prayer;
And God forthwith 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 words 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 All this I am prepared for,
Yet am I not afraid;
By Thee shall all be cared for,
To whom my vows were paid.
Though life and limb it cost me
And everything I have,
Unshaken shall I trust Thee,
Thee never shall I leave.
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, nor pomp, nor 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,
I 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
Hereafter, makes me sing. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English
If God Himself be for me
I lay my sins on Jesus
Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: Church Book #368 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 I lay my sins on Jesus,
The spotless Lamb of God;
He bears them all, and frees us
From the accurséd load.
I bring my guilt to Jesus,
To wash my crimson stains
White, in His Blood most precious,
Till not a spot remains.
2 I lay my wants on Jesus;
All fullness dwells in Him;
He heals all my diseases,
He doth my soul redeem.
I lay my griefs on Jesus,
My burdens and my cares;
He from them all releases,
He all my sorrows shares.
3 I long to be like Jesus,
Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
I long to be like Jesus,
The Father's holy Child;
I long to be with Jesus,
Amid the heavenly throng,
To sing with saints His praises,
To learn the angels' song. Topics: The Order of Salvation Faith and Justification; Quinquagesima Sunday; Sundays in Lent; Lent, Second Sunday; Lent, Fifth Sunday; Passion Week; Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; Seventeenth Sunday after Trinity; Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity; Twenty Second Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: DENMARK
I lay my sins on Jesus
Farewell! I say with gladness
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #371 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 FAREWELL! I say with gladness,
False, evil world, farewell!
Thy life is sin and sadness,
With thee I would not dwell;
In heaven are better pleasures,
I long for that bright sphere
Where God grants endless treasures
To those that served Him here.
2 Do with me as it pleases
Thy heart, O Son of God!
When anguish on me seizes,
Help me to bear my load;
Nor then my sorrows lengthen,
But take me hence on high;
My fearful spirit strengthen,
And let me calmly die.
3 When all around is darkling,
Thy name and cross, still bright,
Deep in my heart are sparkling,
Like stars in blackest night.
Appear Thou in Thy sorrow,
For Thine was woe indeed,
And from Thy cross I borrow
All comfort heart can need.
4 Thou diedst for me,--O hide me
When tempests round me roll;
Through all my foes, O guide me,
Receive my trembling soul.
If I but grasp Thee firmer,
What matters pain when past?
Hath he a cause to murmur
Who reaches heaven at last?
5 O write my name, I pray Thee,
Now in the book of life;
So let me here obey Thee,
And there, where joys are rife,
Forever bloom before Thee,
Thy perfect freedom prove,
And tell, as I adore Thee,
How faithful was Thy love. Topics: Death and Burial Languages: English
Farewell! I say with gladness
For me to live is Jesus
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #372 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 FOR me to live is Jesus,
To die is gain for me,
To Him I gladly yield me,
And die right cheerfully.
2 From hence I go with gladness
To Christ my Brother's side,
That I may soon be with Him,
And e'er with Him abide.
3 I have o'ercome life's crosses,
Grief, pain, and sorrow cease,
Through His five wounds most holy
With God I am at peace.
4 When all my powers are breaking,
My breath comes heavily,
Nor word more I can utter,
Lord, hear my sighs to Thee!
5 When reason, sense, and thinking,
Fail like a flickering light,
That to and fro doth waver,
Ere 'tis extinguished quite:
6 Then let me softly, gently,
Lord, fall asleep in Thee,
When by Thy will and counsel
My last hour comes to me.
7 As to the oak the ivy,
So let me cleave to Thee,
And live in heavenly glory
With Thee eternally.
8 Amen! this wilt Thou, Jesus,
Grant graciously to me:
Endow me with Thy Spirit,
That I fare happily. Topics: Death and Burial Languages: English
For me to live is Jesus
Jerusalem the golden
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #392 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 JERUSALEM the golden,
With milk and honey blest,
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest:
I know not, O I know not,
What joys await us there!
The radiancy of glory,
The bliss beyond compare!
2 There is the throne of David;
And there, from care released,
The songs of them that triumph,
The shout of them that feast;
And they who, with their Leader,
Have conquered in the fight,
Forever, and forever,
Are clad in robes of white!
3 Exult, O dust and ashes!
The Lord shall be thy Part:
His only, His forever,
Thou shalt be and thou art!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
Soon to that land of rest;
Who art, with God the Father
And Spirit ever blest! Topics: Eternity Languages: English
Jerusalem the golden
Our country's voice is pleading
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #407 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 OUR country’s voice is pleading,
Ye men of God, arise!
His providence is leading,
The land before you lies;
Day-gleams, are o’er it brightening,
And promise clothes the soil;
Wide fields, for harvest whitening,
Invite the reaper’s toil.
2 Go, where the waves are breaking
On California’s shore,
Christ’s precious Gospel taking,
More rich than golden ore;
On Allegheny’s mountains,
Through all the western vale,
Beside Missouri’s fountains,
Rehearse the wondrous tale.
3 The love of Christ unfolding,
Speed on from east to west,
Till all, this cross beholding,
In Him are fully blest.
Great Author of salvation,
Haste, haste the glorious day
When we a ransomed nation,
Thy sceptre shall obey. Topics: The Word and the Church Mission Languages: English
Our country's voice is pleading
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