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Thy Word, O God, Declareth

Author: Alfred Ramsey, 1860-1926; Johann Walther, 1496-1570 Hymnal: Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church #568 (1969) Lyrics: 1 Thy Word, O God, declareth No man hath seen or heard The joys our God prepareth For them that love their Lord. Their eyes shall see Thy glory, Thy face, Thy throne, Thy might; With shouts shall they adore thee, The true, eternal Light. 2 With Thee, their warfare ended, Thy saints, from earth released, Shall keep, with glories splendid, Eternal holy feast. There shall Thy sons and daughters The tree of life partake, Shall drink the living waters, And bread with Thee shall break. 3 Thy constant praises sounding Before Thy great white throne, They all in joy abounding Shall sing the song unknown: Laud, honor, praise, thanksgiving And glory ever be To Thee, the everlasting And blessed Trinity. Topics: The Life to Come Languages: English Tune Title: WIE SOLL ICH DICH EMPFANGEN

O how shall I receive Thee

Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Church Book #114 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 O how shall I receive Thee, How greet Thee, Lord, aright? All nations long to see 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 palms is strewing, And branches fresh and fair; My heart, its powers renewing, An anthem shall prepare. My soul puts off her sadness Thy glories to proclaim; With all her strength and gladness She fain would serve Thy Name. 3 I lay in fetters groaning, Thou comest to set me free! I stood, my shame bemoaning, Thou comest to honor me! A glory Thou dost give me, A treasure safe on high, That will not fail nor 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: He who alone can cheer you, Is standing at the door; He brings His pity near you, And bids you weep no more. Topics: Advent; Advent, First Sunday; Sunday after Christmas; Tenth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: WIE SOLL ICH DICH EMPFANGEN

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

Light of the Gentile nations

Author: Miss Winkworth; John Frank Hymnal: Church Book #144 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 Thou Light of Gentile nations, Thy people's joy and love! Drawn by Thy Spirit hither, We gladly come to prove Thy presence in Thy temple, And wait with earnest mind, As Simeon once had waited His Saviour God to find. 2 Yes, Lord, Thy servants meet Thee, Even now, in every place Where Thy true Word hath promised That they should see Thy face. Thou yet wilt gently grant us, Who gather round Thee here, In faith's strong arms to bear Thee, As once that aged seer. 3 Be Thou our Joy, our Brightness, That shines mid pain and loss, Our Sun in times of terror, The glory round our cross: A glow in sinking spirits, A sunbeam in distress, Physician, Friend in sickness, In death our happiness. 4 Let us, O Lord, be faithful With Simeon to the end, That so his dying song may From all our hearts ascend: "O Lord, let now Thy servant Depart in peace for aye, Since I have seen my Saviour And here beheld His day." 5 My Saviour, I behold Thee Now with the eye of Faith: No foe of Thee can rob me, Though bitter words he saith. Within Thy heart abiding, As Thou dost dwell in me, No pain, no death has terrors To part my soul from Thee! Topics: Epiphany Languages: English Tune Title: WIE SOLL ICH DICH EMPFANGEN

O Lord, how shall I meet you

Hymnal: A New Hymnal for Colleges and Schools #217 (1992) Languages: English Tune Title: Wie soll ich dich empfangen

Light of the Gentile Nations

Author: Johann Franck; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3757 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. Light of the Gentile nations, Thy people’s joy and love, Drawn by Thy Spirit hither, We gladly come to prove Thy presence in Thy temple, And wait with earnest mind, As Simeon once had waited His Savior God to find. 2. Yes, Lord, Thy servants meet Thee, E’en now, in ev’ry place, Where Thy true Word hath promised That they should see Thy face. Thou yet wilt gently grant us, Who gather round Thee here, In faith’s strong arms to bear Thee, As once that aged seer. 3. Be Thou our joy, our brightness, That shines ’mid pain and loss, Our sun in times of terror, The glory round our cross; A glow in sinking spirits, A sunbeam in distress, Physician, friend in sickness; In death our happiness. 4. Let us, O Lord, be faithful With Simeon to the end, That so his dying song may From all our hearts ascend; O Lord, now let Thy servant Depart in peace for aye, Since I have seen my Savior, Have here beheld His day. 5. My Savior, I behold Thee Now with the eye of faith; No foe of Thee can rob me, Though bitter words he saith; Within Thy heart abiding, As Thou dost dwell in me, No pain, no death has terrors To part my soul from Thee! Languages: English Tune Title: WIE SOLL ICH