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To us is born a blessed child

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #189 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: To us is born a blessed child, To us a Son is given, Born of a virgin undefiled, He is our hope of heaven; Had not this Child to us been born, We all had been in sin forlorn He is our sole salvation; All thanks, Lord Jesus Christ, to Thee, That Thou wert pleased a man to be: Save us from condemnation! Topics: The Church Year Christmas; The Church Year Christmas Tune Title: [To us is born a blessed child]
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A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #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

A Lamb Goes Uncomplaining Forth

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607–76 Hymnal: One and All Rejoice #199 (2020) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: AN WASSERFLÜSSEN BABYLON
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Song of Zechariah

Author: Bert Polman Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Gray) #213 (1987) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 First Line: Praised be the God of Israel Topics: Biblical Names & Places David; Advent; Biblical Names & Places David; Christmas; Covenant; Salvation Scripture: Luke 1:68-79 Languages: English Tune Title: AN WASSERFLÜSSEN BABYLON
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Lord, When Your Glory I Shall See

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #219 (1993) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: Lord, when your glory I shall see And taste your kingdom's pleasure, Your blood my royal robe shall be, My joy beyond all measure! When I appear before your throne, Your righteousness shall be my crown; With these I need not hide me. And there, in garments richly wrought, As your own bride I shall be brought To stand in joy beside you. Topics: End Time; End Time Languages: English Tune Title: WEDDING GLORY
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A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #301 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; Laden with all the sins of earth, None else the burden sharing! Goes patient on, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, That spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 That Lamb is Lord of death and life, God over all forever; The Father's Son, whom to that strife Love doth for us deliver! O mighty 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! 3 Him on the cross, O Love, Thou lay'st, Fast to that torture nailing, Him as a spotless Lamb Thou slay'st; His heart and flesh are failing-- The body with that crimson flood, That precious tide of noble blood, The heart with anguish breaking! O Lamb! what shall I render Thee For all Thy tender love to me, Or what return be making? 4 My lifelong days would I still Thee Be steadfastly beholding; Thee ever, as Thou ever me, With loving arms enfolding. And when my heart grows faint and chill, My heart's undying light, O still Abide unchanged before me! Myself Thy heritage I sign, Ransomed to be forever Thine, My only hope and glory. 5 I of Thy majesty and grace Would night and day be singing; A sacrifice of joy and praise Myself to Thee still bringing. My steam of life shall flow to Thee Its steadfast current ceaselessly In praise to Thee outpouring; And all the good Thou dost to me I'll treasure in my memory, Deep in my heart's depths storing! 6 Shrine of my heart, give larger space For wealth that passeth measure! Thou must become a royal place For all-excelling treasure. Away, world, with thy golden hoard, And all the glories in thee stored, My treasure is in heaven: For I have found true riches now; My treasure, Christ, my Lord art Thou Thy blood so freely given! 7 This treasure ever I 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, Mu company in solitude, To comfort and to lead me! 8 And when I enter on Thy joys With Thee Thy kingdom sharing, Thyself my robe of triumph, Lord, Thy blood my right declaring, Shall place upon my head the crown, Shall lead me to the Father's throne, And raiment fit provide me; Till I, by Him to Thee betrothed, By Thee in bridal costume clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee! Topics: The Lent Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; Atonement Tune Title: [Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended]

A Lamb Goes Uncomplaining Forth

Author: P. Gerhardt, 1607-76; H. Bartels, b. 1929 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #331 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Jesus, Our Redeemer Good Friday Scripture: Isaiah 53:6-9 Languages: English Tune Title: AN WASSERFLÜSSEN BABYLON
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A Lamb has come on earth to bear

Author: E. Wilson Hymnal: The Academic Hymnal #349 (1899) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Christ Confession of Christ Tune Title: BABYLON
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O Light of God's most wondrous love

Author: Birgitte C. Boye Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #383 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: O Light of God's most wondrous love, Who dost our darkness brighten, Shed on Thy Church from heaven above, Our eye of faith enlighten! As in Thy light we gather here, Show us that Christ's own promise clear Is Yea and Amen ever. O risen and ascended Lord, We wait fulfillment of Thy Word; O bless us with Thy favor! Topics: The Church Year Trinity Sunday; The Church Year Pentecost; Holy Ghost Our Guide Tune Title: [O Light of God's most wondrous love]
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A Lamb Goes Forth Our Griefs To Share

Author: H. Brueckner; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #396 (1930) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes forth our griefs to share, In spirit meek and lowly; He deigns our sin and guilt to bear, This Lamb of God most holy. He goes His way, grows weak and faint, To death is led without complaint, His precious life to offer. He gladly suffers pain and death, And tells us with His dying breath: For you all this I proffer. 2 This gentle Lamb, our dearest Friend, Before the world's foundation Was chosen all our woes to end, To merit our salvation. Said God: My Son, the Savior be Of those who are condemned by Me Because of their transgression. Great is My wrath and sore their loss; Go, die for them upon the cross, Make heaven their possession. 3 The Son replied: O Father mine, To suffer I am willing; My will is in accord with Thine, All righteousness fulfilling.-- O wondrous Love, what hast Thou done! God offers up His only Son, And He to earth descendeth. Here, Love, Thy strength is manifest: He suffers death at Thy behest Whose word the mountains rendeth. 4 Suspended on the tree of shame, He suffers mortal anguish; For all our sins He takes the blame, In grief His soul must languish. His sighs are proof of mortal pain, And opened up is ev'ry vein, His blood in mercy flowing. O gentle Lamb, what shall it be That I in turn may offer Thee, My grateful spirit showing? 5 As long as I my breath retain, Thy tender love beholding, I faithful shall to Thee remain And rest in Thine enfolding. Thy love within my heart shall shine, And I shall prize that light divine Till death mine eyelids closeth; Thou shalt my very being own, And I shall live to Thee alone; My all in Thee reposeth. 6 When I at last Thy kingdom see, With all its boundless treasure, Thy blood my purple robe shall be, My source of joy and pleasure. It shall become my royal crown When I before God's throne kneel down, In deepest homage bending. Then He will place me at Thy side, Bedecked and jeweled as a bride, With angel hosts attending. Topics: The Church Year Passion Languages: English Tune Title: PASSIONTIDE

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