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A great and mighty wonder

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #149 (1918) Meter: 7.6.7.6 Lyrics: 1 A great and mighty wonder Our Christmas Festal brings: On earth, a lowly Infant, Behold the King of kings! 2 The Word is made incarnate, Descending from on high; And cherubim sing anthems To shepherds, from the sky. 3 And we with them triumphant, Repeat the hymn again: "To God on high be glory, And peace on earth to men!" 4 While thus they sing your Monarch, Those bright angelic bands, Rejoice, ye vales and mountains! Ye oceans, clap your hands! 5 Since all He comes to ransom, By all be He adored, The Infant born in Bethlehem, The Savior and the Lord! 6 And idol forms shall perish, And error shall decay, And Christ shall wield His scepter, Our Lord and God for aye. Topics: Christmas Languages: English
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A hymn of glory let us sing

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #235 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 A hymn of glory let us sing; New songs throughout the world shall ring: By a new way none ever trod, Christ mounteth to the throne of God. 2 May our affections thither tend, And thither constantly ascend, Where, seated on the Father's throne, Thee reigning in the heavens we own! 3 Be Thou our present Joy, O Lord, Who wilt be ever our Reward: And as the countless ages flee, May all our glory be in Thee! 4 All glory to the Father be, All glory, Jesus Christ, to Thee, Who didst to heaven above ascend, And to the Spirit, without end. Topics: Ascension Languages: English
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A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #191 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; 'Tis laden with the sin of earth, None else the burden sharing; It goes its way, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, Its spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 This Lamb is Christ, the soul's great Friend And everlasting Savior; Him, Him God chose, sin's reign to end And bring us to His favor. "Go forth, my Son!" He said, "and bail The children, who are doomed to hell But for Thine intercession. The punishment is great, and dread The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed, And save them from perdition." 3 "Yea, Father, yea, most willingly I'll bear what Thou commandest; My will conforms to Thy decree, I do what Thou demandest." O wondrous Love! what hast Thou done! The Father offers up His Son, The Son content descendeth! O Love! O Love! how strong art Thou! In shroud and grave Thou lay'st Him low Whose word the mountains rendeth! 4 Thou lay'st him, Love, upon the cross, With nails and spear Him bruising; Thou slay'st Him as a lamb, His loss, From soul and body oozing; From body 'tis the crimson flood Of precious sacrificial blood, From soul, the strength of anguish: My gain it is; sweet Lamb to Thee What can I give, whose love to me For me doth make Thee languish? 5 Lord, all my life I'll cleave to Thee, Thy love fore'er beholding, Thee ever, as Thou ever me, With loving arms enfolding. Yea, Thou shalt be my Beacon-light, To guide me safe through death's dark night, And cheer my heart in sorrow; Henceforth myself and all that's mine to Thee, my Savior, I consign, From whom all things I borrow. 6 By morn and eve my theme shall be Thy mercy's wondrous measure; To sacrifice myself to Thee, My foremost aim and pleasure. My stream of life shall flow for Thee, Its steadfast current ceaselessly In praise to Thee outpouring; And all that Thou hast done for me, I'll treasure in my memory, Thy gracious love adoring. 7 Enlarge, shrine of my heart, and swell, To Thee shall now be given A treasure that doth far excel The worth of earth and heaven. Away with the Arabian gold, With treasures of an earthly mold! I've found a better jewel. My priceless treasure, Lord my God, Is Thy most holy, precious blood, Which flowed from wounds so cruel. 8 This treasure ever I'll employ, This ever aid shall yield me; In sorrow it shall be my joy, In conflict it shall shield me; In joy, the music of my feast, And when all else has lost its zest, This manna still shall feed me; In thirst my drink; in want my food; My company in solitude, To comfort and to lead me. 9 Death's poison cannot harm me now, Thy blood new life bestoweth; My Shadow from the heat art Thou, When noonday's sunlight gloweth. When I'm by inward grief opprest, On Thee my weary soul shall rest, As sick men on their pillows. Thou art my Anchor, when by woe My bark is driven to and fro On trouble's restless billows. 10 And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure, Thy blood my royal robe shall be, And joy beyond at measure; It then shall be my glorious crown, Thus I'll appear before the throne Of God, and need not hide me; And shall, by Him to Thee betrothed, By Thee in bridal garments clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee. Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English
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A mighty fortress is our God

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #273 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.5.5.5.6.7 Lyrics: 1 A mighty fortress is our God, A trusty shield and weapon; He helps us free from every need That hath us now o'ertaken. The old evil Foe Now means deadly woe: Deep guile and great might Are his dread arms in fight, On earth is not his equal. 2 With might of ours can naught be done, Soon were our loss effected; But for us fights the Valiant One, Whom God Himself elected. Ask ye, Who is this? Jesus Christ it is, Of Sabaoth Lord, And there's none other God, He holds the field forever. 3 Though devils all the world should fill, All eager to devour us, We tremble not, we fear no ill, They cannot overpower us. This world's prince may still Scowl fierce as he will, He can harm us none, He's judged; the deed is done; One little word can fell him. 4 The Word they still shall let remain, Nor any thank have for it; He's by our side upon the plain With His good gifts and Spirit. And take they our life, Goods, fame, child and wife: Let these all be gone, They yet have nothing won; The kingdom ours remaineth. Topics: Reformation Languages: English
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A slumber I know, in Jesus' name

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #565 (1918) Meter: 9.8.6.1 Lyrics: 1 A slumber I know, in Jesus' name, A rest from all toil and sorrow; Earth tenderly takes my weary frame, to sleep till the blissful morrow; In heaven my soul with God abides, Forgotten are cares and trials. 2 An even I know, serene and blest, And oft is my spirit longing, When, weary and worn, it finds no rest, While woes on the way are thronging,-- Oft longing to see the journey's end, And rest in a blissful slumber. 3 A morning I know, so bright and fair, When tidings of joy shall wake us, When anthems from high shall fill the air, And God to His glory take us, when Jesus shall bid us rise from sleep-- How joyous that hour of awaking! 4 Oh, dear is that morning fair to me! And oft, o'er the mountains beaming, In spirit its heavenly light I see, As golden the peaks are gleaming-- For joy I must sing, as birds at dawn Their carols in lofty lindens. 5 The Savior then comes unto our graves; His mighty command is given; Then break from the deep the ocean waves, Each tomb and restraint is riven. All earth hears the cry: Ye dead, come forth! In glory we go to meet Him. Topics: Heaven Languages: English
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Abide, O dearest Jesus

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #9 (1918) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 Abide, O dearest Jesus, Among us with Thy grace, That Satan may not harm us, Nor we to sin give place. 2 Abide, O dear Redeemer, Among us with Thy Word, And thus now and hereafter True peace and joy afford. 3 Abide with heavenly brightness Among us, precious Light; Thy truth direct, and keep us From error's gloomy night. 4 Abide with richest blessings Among us, bounteous Lord; Let us in grace and wisdom Grow daily through Thy Word. 5 Abide with Thy protection Among us, Lord our strength; Lest world and Satan fell us, And overcome at length. 6 Abide, O faithful Savior, Among us with Thy love, Grant steadfastness, and help us To reach our home above. Topics: The Close of Worship Languages: English
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Abide with me! fast falls the eventide

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #40 (1918) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Abide with me! fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me! 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou who changest not, abide with me! 3 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord, Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come, not to sojourn, but abide with me. 4 Come not in terrors as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; O Friend of sinners, thus abide with me! 5 Thou on my head in early youth didst smile, And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile, Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee: On to the close, O Lord, abide with me! 6 I need Thy presence every passing hour: What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter's power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me! 7 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me! 8 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes, Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me! Topics: Evening Languages: English
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Across the sky the shades of night

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #164 (1918) Lyrics: 1 Across the sky the shades of night This winter's eve are fleeting: We deck Thine altar, Lord, with light, In solemn worship meeting; And as the year's last hours go by, We raise to Thee our earnest cry, Once more Thy love entreating. 2 Before the cross subdued we bow, To Thee our prayers addressing; Recounting all Thy mercies now, And all our sins confessing; Beseeching Thee, this coming year, To keep us in Thy faith and fear, And crown us with Thy blessing. 3 And while we pray, we lift our eyes To dear ones gone before us, Safe home with Thee in Paradise, Whose peace descendeth o'er us: And beg of Thee, when life is past To re-unite us all at last With those who've gone before us. 4 We gather up, in this brief hour, The memory of Thy mercies: Thy wondrous goodness, love, and power, Our grateful song rehearses: For Thou hast been our strength and stay In many a dark and dreary day Of sorrow and reverses. 5 In many an hour, when fear and dread, Like evil spells have bound us, And clouds were gathering overhead, Thy providence hath found us: In many a night, when waves ran high, Thy gracious presence, drawing nigh, Hath made all calm around us. 6 Then, O Great God, in years to come, Whatever fate betide us, Right onward through our journey home Be Thou at hand to guide us: Nor leave us till, at close of life, Safe from all perils, toil, and strife, Heaven shall unfold and hide us. Topics: End of Year Languages: English
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Again is come the new church-year

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #140 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Again is come the new church-year; Rejoice, all Christians, far and near! Thy King, O Zion, comes to Thee, Therefore rejoice eternally! Hallelujah! 2 Amongst us now anew are heard The lessons of God's gracious Word, Which shows the way to life in heaven. For this all praise to God be given! Hallelujah! 3 May what is taught in Thy true Word, Increase our faith in Thee, O Lord, And so abide in us that we May render endless praise to Thee! Hallelujah! Topics: Advent Languages: English
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Ah! Lord our God, let them not be confounded

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #280 (1918) Meter: 11.11.11.5 Lyrics: 1 Ah! Lord our God, let them not be confounded Who, though by want, and woe, and pain surrounded, Yet day and night still for Thy hope are sighing, To Thee are crying. 2 But put to shame Thy foes, who breathe defiance, And make their own vain might their sole reliance; O turn in mercy to Thy generation, Lord, have compassion! 3 We stand bereft of help, and poor and lonely. 'Twere vain to trust in man;--with Thee, Lord, only We may defeat the enemies around us Who seek to wound us. 4 Thou art our Champion who canst overthrow them, And save the little flock now crushed below them, We trust in Thee; for Jesus' sake be near us! Help, Helper hear us! Topics: Reformation Languages: English

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