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The Mouth of Fools Doth God Confess

Author: Martin Luther; Richard Massie Meter: 8.7.87.8.8.7 Appears in 11 hymnals Lyrics: 1. The mouth of fools doth God confess, But while their lips draw nigh Him, Their heart is full of wickedness, And all their deeds deny Him. Corrupt are they, and every one Abominable works hath done; There is not one well-doer. 2. The Lord looked from His heavenly throne On all mankind below Him To see if there were any one Who truly sought to know Him, And all his understanding bent To search His holy Word, intent To do His will in earnest. 3. But none there was who walked with God, For all aside had slidden, Delusive paths of folly trod, And followed lusts forbidden; Not one there was who practiced good, Though many deemed, in haughty mood, Their deeds to God were pleasing. 4. How long, by folly blindly led, Will they oppress the needy And My own flock devour like bread? So fierce are they and greedy! In God they put no trust at all, Nor on His name in trouble call, But be their own providers. 5. Therefore their heart is never still, A constant fear dismays them, God is with him who doth His will, Who trusts Him and obeys Him; Ye shame the counsel of the poor And mock him when he doth assure That God is e’er his Refuge. 6. Who shall to Israel’s outcast race From Zion bring salvation? God will Himself at length show grace And loose the captive nation; That will He do by Christ, their King; Let Jacob then be glad and sing And Israel be joyful. Used With Tune: NUN FREUT EUCH Text Sources: Martin Luther's Spiritual Songs, 1854; Etlich christlich lider (Wittenberg, Germany: 1524)

O God, Father, Thee Do We Bless

Author: John J. Overholt; Leonard Clock Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Book One: Hymns, Songs, Chorales; The Church Hymns of Martyrs (Ausbund) Scripture: Psalm 66:8 Used With Tune: NUN FREUT EUCH NEW Text Sources: the 16th Century Anabaptist Ausbund, Hymn No. 131, from

"Into thine hand"

Author: Edgar A. Bowring Appears in 14 hymnals First Line: When my last hour is close at hand Lyrics: 1 When my last hour is close at hand, My last and journey taken, Do thou, Lord Jesus! by me stand; Let me not be forsaken: O Lord! my spirit I resign Into thy loving hands divine; 'Tis safe within thy keeping. 2 Countless as sands upon the shore, My sins may then appall me; Yet, though my conscience vex me sore, Despair shall not enthrall me; For as I draw my latest breath, I'll think, Lord Christ! upon thy death; And there find consolation. 3 I shall not in the grave remain, Since thou death's bonds hast severed: By hope with thee to rise again, From fear of death delivered, I'll come to thee, where'er thou art,-- Live with thee, from thee never part; Therefore I die in rapture. 4 And so to Jesus Christ I'll go, My longing arms extending; So fall asleep in slumber deep, Slumber that knows no ending; Till Jesus Christ, God's only Son, Opens the gates of bliss, leads on To heaven, to life eternal. Topics: Asleep in Jesus; Death Scripture: Numbers 23:10 Used With Tune: JUDGMENT

Gottlob Ein Schritt Zur Ewigkeit

Author: August H. Francke Meter: 8.7.87.8.8.7 Appears in 49 hymnals First Line: Gott lob, ein Schritt zur Ewigkeit Lyrics: 1 Gott lob, ein Schritt zur Ewigkeit Ist abermals vollendet! Zu dir im fortgang dieser Zeit Mein Herz sich sehnlich wendet! O Quell, dar aus mein Leben fließt, Und alle gnade sich ergießt In meine Seel zum leben. 2 Ich zähle Stunden, Tag und Jahr, Und wird mir allzulange, Bis es erscheine, daß ich gar, O Leben, dich umfange, Damit, was sterblich ist an mir Verschlungen werde ganz in dir, Und ich unsterblich werde. 3 Vom Feuer deiner Liebe glüht Mein Herz, das sich entzündet, Was in mir ist, und mein Gemüth Sich so mit dir verbindet, Daß du in mir, und ich in dir, Und ich doch immer noch allhier Will näher in dich bringen. 4 O! daß du selber kämest bald! Ich zähl die Augenblicke1 Ach komm, eh mir das Herz erkalt, Und sich zum Sterben schicke! Komm doch in deiner Herrlichkeit; Schau, deine Braut hat sich bereit, Die Lenden sind Umgürtet. 5 Und weil das Öl des Geistes ja Ist in mir ausgegossen, Du mir auch selbst von innen nah, Und ich in dir zerflossen; So leuchtet mir des Lebens Licht, Und meine Lamp ist zugericht Dich frölich zu empfangen. 6 Komm! ist die Stimme deiner Braut, Komm! rufet deine Fromme; Sie rust, und schreiet überlaut: Komm bald, ach Jesu, komme! So komme denn, mein Bräutigam, Du kennest mich, O Gottes Lamm, Daß ich dir bin vertrauet. 7 Doch sei dir ganz anheim gestellt Die rechte Zeit und Stunde, Wiewohl ich weiß, das dirs gefällt, Daß ich mit Herz und Munde Dich kommen heiße, und darauf Von nun an richte meinen Lauf. Daß ich dir komm entgegen. 8 Ich bin vergnügt, daß mich nichts kann Von deiner Liebe trennen, Und daß ich frei vor jedermann, Dich darf den Bräut’gam nennen, Und du, o theurer Lebensfürst, Dich dort mit mir vermählen wirst, Und mir dein Erde schenken. 9 Drum pries ich dich aus Dankbarkeit, Daß sich der tag das Jahr geendet, Und also auch von dieser Zeit, Ein Schritt nochmals vollendet; Und schreite hurtig weiter fort, Bis ich gelange an die Pfort Jerusalems dort oben. 10 Wenn auch die Hände läßig sind, Und meine knie wanken, So biet mir deine Hand geschwind In meines Glaubens Schranken, Damit durch deine Kraft mein Herz Sich stärke, und ich himmelwärts Ohn Unterlaß aufsteige. 11 Geh, Seele, frisch im Glauben dran, Und sei nur unerschrocken; Laß dich nicht von der rechten Bahn Die Lust der Welt ablocken. So dir der Lauf zu langsam deucht; So eile, wie ein Adler fleugt, Mit Flügeln süsser Liebe. 12 O Jesu, meine Seele ist Zu dir schon aufgeflogen, Du hast, weil du voll liebe bist, Mich ganz zu dir gezogen; Fahr hin, was heisset Stund und Zeit, Ich bin bald in der Ewigkeit, Weil ich in Jesu lebe. Used With Tune: NUN FREUT EUCH Text Sources: Schrifftmässige Anweisung Rcht und Gott Wolgefällig zu Beten (Halle, Germany, 1695)

With Trembling Awe the Chosen Three

Author: W. W. How, 1823-97 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 With trembling awe the chosen three The holy mount ascended, Where, wrapped in blissful ecstacy, They saw the vision splendid-- Their Lord arrayed in living light, And on His left hand and His right, By glorious saints attended. 2 O vision bright, too bright to tell, The joys of heav'n unveiling! How precious on those hearts it fell, When earthly hopes were failing; When, saints no more on either side, Between the thieves the Savior died 'Mid hate, and scorn, and railing! 3 Grant us, dear Lord, some vision brief Of future triumph telling, Gilding with hope our night of grief, Our clouds of fear dispelling. If the dim foretaste was so bright, O what shall be the dazzling light Of Thine eternal dwelling! Used With Tune: ES IST GEWISSLICH

Lo God is here let us adore

Author: John Wesley; Gerhard Tersteegen Appears in 289 hymnals Used With Tune: MONMOUTH

Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place

Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place, a rest in tribulations, to us, thine own redeemed race, through all our generations. Thou, ere the mountains sprang to birth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth, art God from everlasting. 2 Thou turnest man again to clay; by thee that doom was spoken; as with a torrent borne away, gone like a sleep when broken. A thousand years are in the sight but as a watch amid the night, or yesterday departed. 3 At morn we flourish like the grass, when green and fresh it groweth, which, withered ere the evening pass, the sweeping sickle moweth. Thus do thy chastisements consume our blasted hopes, our early bloom, we fade at thy displeasure. 4 Lo! thou hast set before thine eyes all our misdeeds and errors; our secret sins from darkness rise to thy confronting terrors. At thy rebuke, cut short by death, our life is like the transient breath, that told a bygone story. 5 Our days are three-score years and ten; ten more man's strength may borrow; but if the span be lengthened then that strength is toil and sorrow; for soon arrives the closing hour: but who discern thy fearful power, proportioned to thine anger? 6 Lord, teach us so to count our days, that we may prize them duly, and set our heart on wisdom's ways, that we may praise thee truly. Return, thy servants' griefs behold, and with thy mercy, as of old, O, satisfy us early! 7 restore us comfort for our fears, joy for our long affliction; our children give through changing years increasing benediction. Thy glorious beauty, Lord, reveal; and with thy prospering favour seal thy servants and their labours. Scripture: Psalm 90 Used With Tune: LUTHER'S HYMN

Thy Scepter, Jesus, Shall Extend

Author: Frans Michael Franzen, 1772-1847 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 9 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thy scepter, Jesus, shall extend As far as day prevaileth; Thy glorious kingdom, without end, Shall stand when all else faileth, Thy blessed Name shall be confessed, And round Thy cross forever blest, Shall kings and people gather. 2 The child that's born to Thee we take, to thee in death we hasten; In joy we often Thee forsake, But not when sorrows chasten. Where truth and virtue are oppressed, Where sorrow dwells, pain and unrest, Thy help alone availeth. 3 Come, Jesus, then, in weal and woe, In life and death be near us; Thy grace upon our hearts bestow, And let Thy Spirit cheer us. For every conflict strength afford, And gather us in peace, O Lord, When all the world Thou judgest. Topics: The Church Used With Tune: ES IST GEWISSLICH AN DER ZEIT

If Thy Belovèd Son, O God

Author: Johann Heerman; Unknown Meter: 8.7.87.8.8.7 Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1. If Thy belovèd 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 oppressed, 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. Used With Tune: NUN FREUT EUCH

'Tis Sure, That Awful Time Will Come

Author: Bartholomäus Ringwaldt; Johann C. Jacobi Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 10 hymnals First Line: ’Tis sure, that awful time will come Lyrics: 1 ’Tis sure, that awful time will come, When Christ the Lord of Glory, Shall from His throne give men their doom, And change what’s transitory. Who then will venture to retire When all’s to be consumed by fire, As Peter has declarèd? 2 The waking trumpets all shall hear Throughout the whole creation; And all the dead shall then appear, Placed in their proper station; But all the living at that time Shall, in a manner more sublime, Endure a transmutation. 3 The great account shall then be read Of all men’s lives and actions; And young and old the sentence dread Of their misdeeds and factions; Here is no shelter for escape, But all shall see the very shape Thy soul has here contracted. 4 Woe then to him, that has despised God’s Word and revelation, And here done nothing but devised His lusts’ gratification; Then how confounded will he stand, When he must go at Christ’s command With Satan to hell-torment. 5 Grant, Jesu, then my name be found Within Thy book unblotted, When all with awe shall stand around To hear their doom allotted; Of which I doubt not in the least, For Thou, as Savior and high priest, Hast purchased my salvation. 6 I know, as judge Thou shalt appear, As well as intercessor; Yet hope, in humble faith and fear, Thou’lt call me Thy confessor, And bring me to that blessèd place, Where I shall see, with open face, The glory of Thy kingdom. 7 O Jesu! shorten Thy delay, And hasten Thy salvation, That we may see that glorious day Produce a new creation. O come, O Lord, our judge and king! Come, change our mournful notes to sing Thy praise forever, Amen. Used With Tune: ES IST GEWISSLICH Text Sources: Tr.: Psalmodia Germanica (London, J. Young, 1722)