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Af Dybsens Nød jeg raabe maa
Author: Luther; Landstad Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #273 (1897) Lyrics: 1 Af Dybsens Nød jeg raabe maa,
O Herre du mig høre!
Dit Naadens Øre merke paa
Den Bøn, jeg frem vil føre!
Om du i Naade ei ser bort
Fra al den Synd, som her er gjort,
Hvo kan da frelst vel blive?
2 For dig kun Naaden gjælde kan
Til Synden at forlade,
Min Gjerning hjælper ei en Grand,
Og bøder ei den Skade;
For dig er ingen funden reen,
Thi frygte sig maa hver og een,
Og tage Trøst af Naaden.
3 Derfor til Gud jeg holder mig
I mine Synders Vaade,
Mit Hjerte saare trøster sig
Paa Jesu søde Naade,
Som er mig i hans Ord tilsagt,
Det staar evindelig ved Magt;
Paa Naaden, Gud, jeg bier!
4 Og varer det fra Morgenstund
Alt indtil Aftens Ende,
Da skal mitHjerte ingenlund
Mistrøstet bort sig vende.
Saa gjør Guds Folk af rette Art,
Som han med Tugt har tvunget hart,
De bie paa Guds Time.
5 Og om vor Synd er stor og svar,
End større er Guds Naade;
Den Hjælp, som han i Hænde har,
Er uden Maal og Maade.
Traads al den Synd og Sorg, er til,
Han Hyrden er, som frelse vil,
Og fri sit Folk af Nøden.
Topics: Anden Søndage i Faste Til Høimesse; Second Sunday in Lent High Mass; Synden; Sin; 11 Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Hoimesse; Eleventh Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass; 22 Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Hoimesse; Twenty-second Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Languages: Norwegian Tune Title: [Af Dybsens Nød jeg raabe maa]
Af Dybsens Nød jeg raabe maa
Out of the deep I cry to Thee
Author: Dr. Martin Luther, 1483-1546; Rev. Benjamin LaTrobe, 1725-1786 Hymnal: Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church #413 (1920) Topics: Choosing Christ; Christ Grace of; Christ Shepherd; Conviction of Sin; Fall of Man; Fruits of Grace; God Mercy of; Pardon Sought; Repentance and Confession of Sin; Sin Languages: English Tune Title: DE PROFUNDIS
Out of the deep I cry to Thee
Out of the depths I cry to Thee
Hymnal: Christian Hymns #227 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee,
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee!
In grace Thine ear incline to me,
My prayer let come before Thee!
If Thou remember each misdeed,
If each should have its rightful meed,
Lord, who can stand before Thee?
2 Our pardon is Thy gift; Thy love
And grace alone avail us.
Our works could ne'er our guilt remove,
The strictest life must fail us.
None guiltless in Thy sight appear;
All who approach Thy throne must fear,
And humbly trust Thy mercy.
3 And thus my hope is in Thee, Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
I rest upon Thy faithful word
To them of contrite spirit.
Shielded by Thee I stand secure;
Thy grace is free, Thy promise sure:
Thereon my hope is builded.
4 Like those who watch for midnight's hour
To hail the dawning morrow,
I wait for Thee, I trust Thy power.
Unmoved by doubt or sorrow.
So thus let 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: Faith Clings to Promises; Forgiveness of Sin; Hope; Repentance; Salvation by Grace Languages: English Tune Title: OUT OF THE DEPTHS I CRY TO THEE
Out of the depths I cry to Thee
O sinner, for a little space
Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #309 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 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 Languages: English Tune Title: [O sinner, for a little space]
O sinner, for a little space
For help, O whither shall I flee?
Author: J. Neander Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #499 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 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 Tune Title: [For help, O whither shall I flee?]
For help, O whither shall I flee?
Oft as the bell, with solemn toll
Author: Newton Hymnal: Church Chorals and Choir Studies #32 (1850) Languages: English Tune Title: PASSING BELL
Oft as the bell, with solemn toll
Oppressed by sin, O Lord, to Thee
Author: C.F. Gellert Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #102 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 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 Tune Title: [Oppressed by sin, O Lord to Thee]
Oppressed by sin, O Lord, to Thee
Great God, what do I see and hear!
Hymnal: Christian Hymns #228 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 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 Languages: English Tune Title: OUT OF THE DEPTHS I CRY TO THEE
Great God, what do I see and hear!
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