1. Jesus, priceless Treasure,
source of purest pleasure,
truest Friend to me.
Ah, how long in anguish
shall my spirit languish,
yearning, Lord, for Thee?
Thou art mine, O Lamb divine!
I will suffer naught to hide Thee,
naught I ask beside Thee.
2. In Thine arms I rest me;
foes who would molest me
cannot reach me here.
Though the earth be shaking,
every heart be quaking,
Jesus calms my fear.
Lightnings flash and thunders crash;
yet, though sin and hell assail me,
Jesus will not fail me.
3. Satan, I defy thee;
death, I now decry thee;
fear, I bid thee cease.
World, thou shalt not harm me
nor thy threats alarm me
while I sing of peace.
God’s great power guards every hour;
earth and all its depths adore Him,
silent bow before Him.
4. Evil world, I leave thee;
thou canst not deceive me,
thine appeal is vain.
Sin that once did bind me,
get thee far behind me,
come not forth again.
Past thy hour, O pride and power;
sinful life, thy bonds I sever,
leave thee now forever.
5. Hence, all thought of sadness!
for the Lord of gladness,
Jesus, enters in.
Those who love the Father,
though the storms may gather,
still have peace within;
yea, whatever we here must bear,
still in Thee lies purest pleasure,
Jesus, priceless Treasure!
torsdag 26 maj 2011
Jesus, priceless Treasure
onsdag 25 maj 2011
Praise the Lord, each tribe and nation
1. Praise the Lord, each tribe and nation,
praise Him with a joyous heart;
ye who know His full salvation,
gather now from every part;
let your voices glorify,
in His temple, God on high.
2. He’s our God, and our Creator,
we, His flock and chosen seed:
He, our Lord and Liberator,
us from sin and peril freed;
and at last His flock shall rest
in the mansions of the blest.
3. Give Him thanks within His portals;
in the courts His deeds proclaim;
hither come, ye ransomed mortals,
glorify our Savior’s Name.
Ever kind and loving, He
keeps His faith eternally.
We worship Thee, almighty Lord
1. We worship Thee, almighty Lord,
our hearts revere Thy gracious Word
when it goes forth
from Heav’n o’er all the earth.
Holy, holy, holy art Thou, O God!
2. Upon a mountain builded high,
Thy Church doth in Thy strength rely,
and standeth sure
while earth and time endure.
Holy, holy, holy art Thou, O God!
3. Through her shall every land proclaim
the sacred might of Jesus’ Name,
and all rejoice
with Christian heart and voice.
Holy, holy, holy art Thou, O God!
4. All nations to Thy throne shall throng
and raise on high the victory song,
while cherubim
reply to seraphim,
“Holy, holy, holy art Thou, O God!”
Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle
1. Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle,
sing the ending of the fray;
now above the cross, the trophy,
sound the loud triumphant lay:
tell how Christ the world’s Redeemer,
as a victim won the day.
2. He, our Maker, deeply grieving
that the first made Adam fell,
when he ate the fruit forbidden
whose reward was death and hell,
marked e’en then this Tree the ruin
of the first tree to dispel.
3. Tell how, when at length the fullness,
of th’appointed time was come,
Christ, the Word, was born of woman,
left for us His heavenly home;
showed us human life made perfect,
shone as light amid the gloom.
4. Lo! He lies an Infant weeping,
where the narrow manger stands,
while the Mother-Maid His members
wraps in mean and lowly bands,
and the swaddling clothes is winding
round His helpless feet and hands.
5. Thus, with thirty years accomplished,
went He forth from Nazareth,
destined, dedicated, willing,
wrought His work, and met His death.
Like a lamb He humbly yielded
on the cross His dying breath.
6. There the nails and spears He suffers,
vinegar, and gall, and reed;
from His sacred body piercèd
blood and water both proceed;
precious flood, which all creation
from the stain of sin hath freed.
7. Faithful cross, thou sign of triumph,
now for us the noblest tree,
none in foliage, none in blossom,
none in fruit thy peer may be;
symbol of the world’s redemption,
for the weight that hung on thee!
8. Bend thy boughs, O tree of glory!
Thy relaxing sinews bend;
for awhile the ancient rigor
that thy birth bestowed, suspend;
and the King of heavenly beauty
on thy bosom gently tend!
9. Thou alone wast counted worthy
this world’s ransom to sustain,
that a shipwrecked race forever
might a port of refuge gain,
with the sacred blood anointed
of the Lamb of sinners slain.
10. To the Trinity be glory
everlasting, as is meet:
equal to the Father, equal
to the Son, and Paraclete:
God the Three in One, whose praises
all created things repeat.
My Jesus, I would ne´er forget
1. My Jesus, I would ne’er forget,
that hour I spent with Thee;
when there I saw Thy bloody sweat
in dark Gethsemane.
I’ll ne’er forget, I’ll ne’er forget,
I’ll ne’er forgetful be,
when there I saw Thy bloody sweat
in dark Gethsemane.
2. ’Twas in that olive grove I felt
that Thou hadst died for me;
alas, how great I saw my guilt
while in Gethsemane.
I´ll ne´er forget...
3. I thought of how Thy heart did throb,
while all Thine own did flee,
and left Thee with the cruel mob,
in sad Gethsemane.
I´ll ne´er forget...
4. ’Twas there I felt my grief and shame
in oft forsaking Thee,
how precious was Thy very name
in dear Gethsemane.
I´ll ne´er forget...
5. Should e’er our love to Thee grow cold,
and we forgetful be,
we’ll call to mind Thy love untold
while in Gethsemane.
I´ll ne´er forget...
onsdag 18 maj 2011
Lord, Thee I love with all my heart
1. Lord, Thee I love with all my heart;
I pray Thee, ne’er from me depart;
with tender mercy cheer me.
Earth has no pleasure I would share,
yea, Heav’n itself were void and bare
if Thou, Lord, wert not near me.
And should my heart for sorrow break,
my trust in Thee can nothing shake.
Thou art the portion I have sought;
Thy precious blood my soul has bought.
Lord Jesus Christ,
my God and Lord, my God and Lord,
forsake me not! I trust Thy Word.
2. Yea, Lord, ’twas Thy rich bounty gave
my body, soul, and all I have
in this poor life of labor.
Lord, grant that I in every place
may glorify Thy lavish grace
and serve and help my neighbor.
Let no false doctrine me beguile,
let Satan not my soul defile.
Give strength and patience unto me
to bear my cross and follow Thee.
Lord Jesus Christ,
my God and Lord, my God and Lord,
in death Thy comfort still afford.
3. Lord, let at last Thine angels come,
to Abr’am’s bosom bear me home,
that I may die unfearing;
and in its narrow chamber keep
my body safe in peaceful sleep
until Thy reappearing.
And then from death awaken me,
that these mine eyes with joy may see,
o Son of God, Thy glorious face,
my Savior and my fount of grace.
Lord Jesus Christ,
my prayer attend, my prayer attend,
and I will praise Thee without end!
tisdag 17 maj 2011
For all the saints
Alt. tune:
1. For all the saints, who from their labors rest,
who Thee by faith before the world confessed,
Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blessed.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
2. Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress and their Might;
Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well fought fight;
Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
3. For the Apostles’ glorious company,
who bearing forth the Cross o’er land and sea,
shook all the mighty world, we sing to Thee:
Alleluia, Alleluia!
4. For the Evangelists, by whose blest word,
like fourfold streams, the garden of the Lord,
is fair and fruitful, be Thy Name adored.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
5. For Martyrs, who with rapture kindled eye,
saw the bright crown descending from the sky,
and seeing, grasped it, Thee we glorify.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
6. O blest communion, fellowship divine!
We feebly struggle, they in glory shine;
yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
7. O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true and bold,
fight as the saints who nobly fought of old,
and win with them the victor’s crown of gold.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
8. And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long,
steals on the ear the distant triumph song,
and hearts are brave, again, and arms are strong.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
9. The golden evening brightens in the west;
soon, soon to faithful warriors comes their rest;
sweet is the calm of paradise the blessed.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
10. But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day;
the saints triumphant rise in bright array;
the King of glory passes on His way.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
11. From earth’s wide bounds, from ocean’s farthest coast,
through gates of pearl streams in the countless host,
and singing to Father, Son and Holy Ghost:
Alleluia, Alleluia!
Christ the Lord is risen today
1. Christ, the Lord, is risen today, Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say, Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia!
Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply, Alleluia!
2. Love’s redeeming work is done, Alleluia!
Fought the fight, the battle won, Alleluia!
Lo! the Sun’s eclipse is over, Alleluia!
Lo! He sets in blood no more, Alleluia!
3. Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Alleluia!
Christ hath burst the gates of hell, Alleluia!
Death in vain forbids His rise, Alleluia!
Christ hath opened paradise, Alleluia!
4. Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia!
Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia!
Once He died our souls to save, Alleluia!
Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!
5. Soar we now where Christ hath led, Alleluia!
Following our exalted Head, Alleluia!
Made like Him, like Him we rise, Alleluia!
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!
6. Hail, the Lord of earth and Heaven, Alleluia!
Praise to Thee by both be given, Alleluia!
Thee we greet triumphant now, Alleluia!
Hail, the resurrection, thou, Alleluia!
7. King of glory, Soul of bliss, Alleluia!
Everlasting life is this, Alleluia!
Thee to know, Thy power to prove, Alleluia!
Thus to sing and thus to love, Alleluia!
8. Hymns of praise then let us sing, Alleluia!
Unto Christ, our heavenly King, Alleluia!
Who endured the cross and grave, Alleluia!
Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia!
9. But the pains that He endured, Alleluia!
Our salvation have procured, Alleluia!
Now above the sky He’s King, Alleluia!
Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia!
10. Jesus Christ is risen today, Alleluia!
Our triumphant holy day, Alleluia!
Who did once upon the cross, Alleluia!
Suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia!
lördag 14 maj 2011
Lo, how a rose e´er blooming
1. Lo, how a rose e'er blooming,
from tender stem hath sprung.
Of Jesse's lineage coming,
as men of old have sung;
it came, a flow'ret bright,
amid the cold of winter,
when half spent was the night.
2. Isaiah 'twas foretold it,
the Rose I have in mind,
with Mary we behold it,
the virgin mother kind;
to show God's love aright,
she bore to men a Savior,
when halfspent was the night.
3. O Flower, whose fragrance tender
with sweetness fills the air,
dispel with glorious splendour
the darkness everywhere;
true man, yet very God,
from Sin and death now save us,
and share our every load.
fredag 13 maj 2011
Joy bells are ringing
1. Joy bells are ringing,
Christmas is bringing
tidings of Jesus’ birth.
Candles are gleaming,
gladness is streaming
out over all the earth.
2. Light is ascending,
nighttime is ending,
sunshine from God appears.
Hope of the ages,
foretold by sages,
comes to dispel all fears.
3. O what a treasure
God in His pleasure
lovingly gives today.
Grace to the lowly,
peace, pure and holy,
angels to men convey.
4. Come to the manger,
kindred and stranger,
hail now the newborn King!
In adoration
with jubilation
peoples and nations sing!
5. Banish all sadness,
fill me with gladness,
Jesus, whom I adore!
All else may perish,
Thee will I cherish
now and forevermore!
O little town of Bethlehem
Alt. mel.:
1. O little town of Bethlehem,
how still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep
and dreamless sleep
the silent stars go by.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
the everlasting Light;
the hopes and fears of all the years
are met in thee tonight.
2. For Christ is born of Mary,
and gathered all above,
while mortals sleep,
the angels keep
their watch of wondering love.
O morning stars together,
proclaim the holy birth,
and praises sing
to God the King,
and peace to men on earth!
3. How silently, how silently,
the wondrous Gift is giv’n;
So God imparts
to human hearts
the blessings of His Heav’n.
No ear may hear His coming,
but in this world of sin,
where meek souls will
and peace to men on earth!
3. How silently, how silently,
the wondrous Gift is giv’n;
So God imparts
to human hearts
the blessings of His Heav’n.
No ear may hear His coming,
but in this world of sin,
where meek souls will
receive Him still,
the dear Christ enters in.
4. Where children pure and happy
pray to the blessèd Child,
where misery
cries out to Thee,
Son of the mother mild;
where charity stands watching
and faith holds wide the door,
the dark night wakes,
the glory breaks,
and Christmas comes once more.
the dear Christ enters in.
4. Where children pure and happy
pray to the blessèd Child,
where misery
cries out to Thee,
Son of the mother mild;
where charity stands watching
and faith holds wide the door,
the dark night wakes,
the glory breaks,
and Christmas comes once more.
5. O holy Child of Bethlehem,
descend to us, we pray;
cast out our sin,
and enter in:
be born in us to-day.
We hear the Christmas angels
the great glad tidings tell:
o come to us,
abide with us,
our Lord Emmanuel!
torsdag 12 maj 2011
Saviour of the nations, come
1. Savior of the nations, come;
virgin’s Son, here make Thy home!
Marvel now, O heaven and earth,
that the Lord chose such a birth.
2. Not by human flesh and blood;
by the Spirit of our God
was the Word of God made flesh,
woman’s offspring, pure and fresh.
3. Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child
of the virgin undefiled!
Though by all the world disowned,
still to be in heaven enthroned.
4. From the Father forth He came
and returneth to the same,
captive leading death and hell
high the song of triumph swell!
5. Thou, the Father’s only Son,
hast over sin the victory won.
Boundless shall Thy kingdom be;
when shall we its glories see?
6. Brightly doth Thy manger shine,
glorious is its light divine.
Let not sin o’ercloud this light;
ever be our faith thus bright.
7. Praise to God the Father sing,
praise to God the Son, our King,
praise to God the Spirit be
ever and eternally.
tisdag 10 maj 2011
Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates
1. Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates;
behold, the King of glory waits;
the King of kings is drawing near;
the Savior of the world is here!
A Helper just He comes to thee,
his chariot is humility,
his kingly crown is holiness,
his scepter, pity in distress.
2. O blest the land, the city blest,
where Christ the Ruler is confessed!
O happy hearts and happy homes
to whom this King in triumph comes!
Fling wide the portals of your heart;
make it a temple, set apart
from earthly use for heaven’s employ,
adorned with prayer and love and joy.
3. Redeemer, come, with us abide;
our hearts to Thee we open wide;
let us Thy inner presence feel;
Thy grace and love in us reveal.
Thy Holy Spirit lead us on
until our glorious goal is won;
eternal praise, eternal fame
be offered, Savior, to Thy Name!
Our mighty God works mighty wonders
1. Our mighty God works mighty wonders —
what joy, to seem them all around!
Men’s idols fall before His thunders,
their altars crumbling to the ground.
He breaks the fetters, frees the slaves,
his fallen children still He saves.
2. His mighty Word goes forth to conquer,
its power destroys the forts of doubt.
The warriors bold yield up their armor
to Him who will not cast them out.
They cleansing find in Jesus’ blood
and laud and magnify our God.
3. Behold the host of brethren nearing
the gates of Heav’n with mighty tread,
with banners waving, singing, cheering,
they hail in joy their Royal Head;
and many more shall own His reign,
His wondrous love the victory gain.
4. O God, be praised! the day is nearing,
when to our ears a voice shall come:
Look up, the Lord is now appearing,
to gather all His loved ones home!
O blessèd day of jubilee!
For thee I wait! I wait for thee!
fredag 6 maj 2011
Jesus! the Name high over all
1. Jesus! the Name high over all,
in hell or earth or sky;
angels and men before it fall,
and devils fear and fly.
His only righteousness I show,
his saving grace proclaim;
’tis all my business here below
to cry “Behold the Lamb!”
2. Jesus! the Name to sinners dear,
the Name to sinners giv’n;
it scatters all their guilty fear,
it turns their hell to Heav’n.
His only righteousness I show...
3. Jesus! the prisoner’s fetters breaks,
and bruises Satan’s head;
power into strengthless souls it speaks,
and life into the dead.
His only righteousness I show...
4. O that mankind might taste and see
the riches of His grace!
The arms of love that compass me
would all the world embrace.
His only righteousness I show...
5. O that my Jesu´s heavenly charms
might every bosom move!
Fly, sinners, fly into those arms
of everlasting love.
His only righteousness I show...
6. Him I shall constantly proclaim,
though earth and hell oppose;
bold to confess His glorious Name
before a world of foes.
His only rigtheousness I show...
7. Happy, if with my latest breath
I may but gasp His Name,
preach Him to all and cry in death,
“Behold, behold the Lamb!”
His only righteousness I show...
Love Divine, all loves excelling
1. Love Divine, all love excelling,
joy of heaven, to earth come down,
fix in us Thy humble dwelling,
all Thy faithful mercies crown.
Jesus, Thou art all compassion,
pure, unbounded love Thou art;
visit us with Thy salvation,
enter every trembling heart.
2. Breathe, oh, breathe Thy loving Spirit
into every troubled breast;
Let us all in Thee inherit,
let us find the promised rest.
Take away the love of sinning;
Alpha and Omega be;
end of faith as its beginning,
set our hearts at liberty.
3. Come, Almighty, to deliver;
let us all Thy life receive.
Suddenly return and never,
nevermore, Thy temples leave.
Thee we would be always blessings,
serve Thee as Thy hosts above,
pray and praise Thee without ceasing,
glory in Thy perfect love.
4. Finish, then, Thy new creation;
pure and spotless let us be.
Let us see Thy great salvation
perfectly restored in Thee,
changed from glory into glory,
till in heaven we take our place,
till we cast our crowns before Thee,
lost in wonder, love, and praise.
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