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Jesus, grant that balm and healing

Author: Johann Heermann Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnbook (Lutheran Conference of Missouri and Other States) #d157 (1889) Languages: English

Jesus, grant that balm and healing

Author: Johann Heermann Hymnal: The Selah Song Book. Word ed. #d174 (1932)

Jesus, grant that balm and healing

Author: Johann Heermann Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn Book with Tunes #d197 (1912) Languages: English

Jesus, grant that balm and healing

Author: Johann Heermann Hymnal: The Selah Song Book (Das Sela Gesangbuch) #d375 (1922)
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Jesus, grant that balm and healing

Hymnal: The Selah Song Book (Das Sela Gesangbuch) (2nd ed) #427a (1926) Languages: English
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Oh, What Precious Balm And Healing

Author: J. Heermann; Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #101 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O what precious balm and healing, Jesus, in Thy wounds I find! Every hour that I am feeling Pains of body and of mind: Should some evil thought rush in, And provoke my soul to sin, Tho'ts of Thy deep wounds, from sinning Keep me in its first beginning. 2 Should some lust or sharp temptation Prove too strong for flesh and blood, Lo! I think upon Thy passion, And the breach is soon made good: Or should Satan press me hard, Thinking I am off my guard, Christ, I say, for me was wounded, And the tempter flees confounded. 3 Yes, whate're may pain or grieve me, Thy dear wounds can make me whole; When my heart sinks, they revive me, Life pours in upon my soul: May Thy comfort render sweet Every bitter cup I meet; Thou who by Thy death and passion Hast procured my soul's salvation. 4 Well of life, if Thou art nigh me, Springing deep within my heart, When the last dread hour shall try me, I can feel no inward smart: If I hide myself in Thee, Not a foe can injure me; He shall overcome who hideth In Thy wounds, and there abideth. Topics: Passion and Easter Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh, what precious balm and healing]
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O what precious Balm and Healing

Author: R. Massie; J. Heerman; Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Concordia #158 (1918) Lyrics: 1 O what precious balm and healing, Jesus, in Thy wounds I find! Ev'ry hour that I am feeling Pains of body and of mind; Should some evil thought rush in, And provoke my soul to sin, Thoughts of Thy deep wounds, from sinning Keep me in its first beginning. 2 Should some lust or sharp temptation Prove too strong for flesh and blood, Lo! I think upon Thy passion, And the breach is soon made good: Or should Satan press me hard, Thinking I am off my guard, Christ, I say, for me was wounded, And the tempter flees confounded. 3 If the world my heart entices On the broad and easy road, And both by its gay devices Silence ev'ry thought of God, When the heavy load I see Which, dear Lord, was laid on Thee, I can still each wild emotion, Calm and blest in my devotion. 4 Yes, whate'er may pain or grieve me, Thy dear wounds can make me whole; When my heart sinks, they revive me, Life pours in upon my soul: May Thy comfort render sweet Ev'ry bitter cup I meet; Thou, who by Thy death and Passion Hast procured my soul's salvation. Topics: The Christian Life Following Christ Languages: English Tune Title: JESUS, DINE DYBE VUDNER
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O What Precious Balm and Healing

Author: J. Heermann, 1585-1647; R. Massie, 1800-87 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #293 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O what precious balm and healing, Jesus, in Thy wounds I find! Ev'ry hour that I am feeling Pains of body and of mind: Should some evil thought rush in, And provoke my soul to sin, Thoughts of Thy deep wounds from sinning Keep me in its first beginning. 2 Should some lust or sharp temptation Prove too strong for flesh and blood, Lo! I think upon Thy Passion, And the breach is soon made good: Or should Satan press me hard, Thinking I am off my guard, Christ, I say, for me was wounded, And the tempter flees confounded. 3 If the world my heart entices On the broad and easy road, And doth by its gay devices Silence ev'ry thought of God, When the heavy load I see Which, dear Lord, was laid on Thee, I can still each wild emotion, Calm and blest in my devotion. 4 Lord, whate'er may pain or grieve me, Thy dear wounds can make me whole; When my heart sinks, they revive me, Life pours in upon my soul: May Thy comfort render sweet Ev'ry bitter cup I meet; Thou who by Thy death and Passion Hast procured my soul's salvation. 5 Lord, on Thee alone I stay me, Safely hide beneath Thy wing; Death can neither hurt nor slay me, Thy death took away his sting: That I may in Thee have part, Comfort, strengthen, heal my heart; Light, and life, and love bestowing, All from Thy free mercy flowing. 6 Well of life, if Thou art nigh me, Springing deep within my heart, When the last dread hour shall try me, I can feel no inward smart: If I hide myself in Thee, Not a foe can injure me; He shall overcome who hideth In Thy wounds, and there abideth. Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: DER AM KREUZ
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O what precious balm and healing

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; J. Heermann Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #297 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O what precious balm and healing, Jesus, in Thy wounds I find! Every hour that I am feeling Pains of body and of mind; Should some evil thought rush in, And provoke my soul to sin, Thoughts of Thy deep wounds, from sinning Keep me in its first beginning. 2 Should some lust or sharp temptation Prove too strong for flesh and blood, Lo! I think upon Thy passion, And the breach is soon made good: Or should Satan press me hard, Thinking I am off my guard, Christ, I say, for me was wounded, And the tempter flees confounded. 3 If the world my heart entices On the broad and easy road, And doth by its gay devices Silence every thought of God, When the heavy load I see Which, dear Lord, was laid on Thee, I can still each wild emotion, Calm and blest in my devotion. 4 Yes, whate'er may pain or grieve me, Thy dear wounds can make me whole; When my heart sinks, they revive me, Life pours in upon my soul: May Thy comfort render sweet Every bitter cup I meet; Thou who by Thy death and passion Hast procured my soul's salvation. 5 Lord, on Thee alone I stay me, Safely hid beneath Thy wing; Death can neither hurt nor slay me, Thy death took away his sting: That I may in Thee have part, Comfort, strengthen, heal my heart; Light, and life, and love bestowing, All from Thy free mercy flowing. 6 Well of life, if Thou art nigh me, Springing deep within my heart, When the last dread hour shall try me, I can feel no inward smart: If I hide myself in Thee, Not a foe can injure me; He shall overcome who hideth In Thy wounds, and there abideth. Topics: The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; Rédemption; Sanctification Tune Title: [O what precious balm and healing]
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Oh, What Precious Balm And Healing

Author: J. Heermann; Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #101 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O what precious balm and healing, Jesus, in Thy wounds I find! Every hour that I am feeling Pains of body and of mind: Should some evil thought rush in, And provoke my soul to sin, Thoughts of Thy deep wounds, from sinning Keep me in its first beginning. 2 Should some lust or sharp temptation Prove too strong for flesh and blood, Lo! I think upon Thy passion, And the breach is soon made good: Or should Satan press me hard, Thinking I am off my guard, Christ, I say, for me was wounded, And the tempter flees confounded. 3 Yes, whate're may pain or grieve me, Thy dear wounds can make me whole; When my heart sinks, they revive me, Life pours in upon my soul: May Thy comfort render sweet Every bitter cup I meet, Thou who by Thy death and passion Hast procured my soul's salvation. 4 Well of life, if Thou art nigh me, Springing deep within my heart, When the last dread hour shall try me I can feel no inward smart: If I hide myself in Thee, Not a foe can injure me; He shall overcome who hideth In Thy wounds, and there abideth. Topics: Passion and Easter Languages: English

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