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Not in anger, mighty God

Author: Albinus Hymnal: Chorale Book for England, The #41 (1863) Hymnal Title: Chorale Book for England, The Lyrics: Not in anger, mighty God, Not in anger smite us; We must perish if Thy rod Justly should requite us. We are nought, Sin hath brought, Lord, thy wrath upon us, Yet have mercy on us! Show me now a Father's love, And His tender patience, Heal my wounded soul, remove These too sore temptations! I am weak, Father, speak Thou of peace and gladness, Comfort Thou my sadness. Weary am I of my pain, Weary with my sorrow, Sighing still for help in vain, Longing for the morrow; Why wilt Thou Tarry now? Wilt Thou friendless leave me, And of hope bereave me? Hence, ye foes! He comes in grace, God hath deign'd to hear me; I may come before His face, He is inly near me; He o'erthrows All my foes, Death and hell are vanquish'd In Whose bonds I languish'd. Father, hymns to Thee we raise, Here and once in heaven! And the Son and spirit praise, Who our bonds have riven; Evermore We adore Thee whose grace hath stirr'd us, And whose pity heard us. Languages: English

Not in anger, Mighty God, Not in anger smite us

Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Johann Georg Albinus Hymnal: Chorals and Hymns, Ancient and Modern, Chiefly from the German #d27 (1862) Hymnal Title: Chorals and Hymns, Ancient and Modern, Chiefly from the German

Not in Anger, Mighty God

Author: Johann G. Albinus, 1624-79; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #423 (1993) Meter: 7.6.7.6.3.3.6.6 Hymnal Title: Christian Worship (1993) Lyrics: 1 Not in anger, mighty God, Not in anger smite us. We must perish if your rod J ustly should requite us. We are naught; Sin has brought, Lord, your wrath upon us. Yet have mercy on us! 2 Show me now a Father's love And his tender patience. Heal my wounded soul; remove These too sore temptations. I am weak; Father, speak Now of peace and gladness; Comfort me in sadness. 3 My dear Savior comes in grace; He will always hear me. I may come before his face; He is ever near me. He o'erthrows All my foes; Death and hell are vanquished, In whose bonds I languished. 4 Father, hymns to you we raise With sincere thanksgiving And the Son and Spirit praise With repentant living. Evermore We adore You whose love has stirred us And whose pity heard us. Topics: Trust; Trust Languages: English Tune Title: STRAF MICH NICHT

Not in Anger, Mighty God

Author: Miss C. Winkworth; J. G. Albinus Hymnal: Concordia #113 (1918) Hymnal Title: Concordia Lyrics: 1 Not in anger, mighty God, Not in anger smite us. We must perish if Thy rod Justly should requite us. We are naught, Sin hath brought, Lord, Thy wrath upon us, Yet have mercy on us! 2 Show me now a Father's love, And His tender patience, Heal my wounded soul, remove These too sore temptations; I am weak, Father, speak Thou of peace and gladness, Comfort Thou my sadness. 3 Hence, ye foes! He comes in grace, God hath deigned to hear me; I may come before His face, He is inly near me; He o'erthrows All my foes, Death and hell are vanquished, In whose bonds I languished. 4 Father, hymns to Thee we raise, Here and once in heaven; And the Son and Spirit praise, Who our bonds have riven! Evermore We adore Thee whose love hath stirred us, And whose pity heard us. Topics: The Christian Life Call and Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: TRAEDER NU TIL HERRENS BORD

Not in Anger, Mighty God

Author: J. G. Albinus, 1624-79; C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #454 (1996) Meter: 7.6.7.6.3.3.6.6 Hymnal Title: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary Lyrics: 1 Not in anger, mighty God, Not in anger smite us. We must perish if Thy rod Justly should requite us. We are naught; Sin hath brought, Lord, Thy wrath upon us. Yet have mercy on us! 2 Show me now a Father's love And His tender patience. Heal my wounded soul; remove These too sore temptations. I am weak; Father, speak Thou of peace and gladness; Comfort Thou my sadness. 3 Weary am I of my pain, Weary with my sorrow, Sighing still for help in vain, Longing for the morrow. Why wilt Thou Tarry now! Wilt Thou friendless leave me And of hope bereave me? 4 Hence ye foes, He comes in grace; God hath deigned to hear me. I may come before His face, He is inly near me. He o'erthrows All my foes, Death and hell are vanquished In whose bonds I languished. 5 Father, hymns to Thee we raise Here and once in heaven, And the Son and Spirit praise, Who our bonds have riven. Evermore We adore Thee whose love hath stirred us And whose pity heard us. Topics: Humility: Pharisee and Publican; Trinity 11 Languages: English Tune Title: STRAF MICH NICHT