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To our Redeemer's glorious name

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #101 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 To our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song! O may His love, immortal flame, Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach! What mortal tongue display! Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 He left His radiant throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came to earth to bleed and die! Was ever love like this? 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, "The Savior died for me." 5 O may the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love Thy charming name, And join the sacred song. Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

Come let us join our cheerful songs

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #102 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne. Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus." "Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, For He was slain for us. 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever Thine. 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift Thy glories high, And speak Thine endless praise! 5 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of Him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

O morning star, how fair and bright

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #103 (1918) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O morning star, how fair and bright Thou beamest forth in truth and light! O Sovereign meek and lowly! Sweet Root of Jesse, David's Son, My Lord and Bridegroom, Thou hast won My heart to love Thee solely! Lovely art Thou, fair and glorious, All victorious, Rich in blessing, Rule and might o'er all possessing. 2 O King high-born, Pearl dearly won, True Son of God and Mary's Son, Crown of exceeding glory! My heart calls Thee a Lily, Lord, Pure milk and honey is Thy Word, Thy sweetest Gospel-story. Rose of Sharon, hail! hosanna! Heavenly Manna, Feed us ever; Lord, I can forget Thee never! 3 Clear Jasper, Ruby fervent red, Deep, deep into my heart now shed Thy love's pure fire forever; Fill me with joy, grant me to be Thy member closely joined to Thee, Whom naught from Thee may sever; Toward Thee longing doth possess me: Come and bless me, For Thy gladness Eye and heart here pine in sadness. 4 But if Thou look on me in love, There straightway falls from God above A ray of purest pleasure; Thy Word and Spirit, flesh and blood, Refresh myself with heavenly food, Thou art my hidden Treasure. Let Thy grace, Lord, warm and cheer me, O draw near me; Thou hast taught us Thee to seek, since Thou hast sought us. 5 Lord God, my Father, mighty Shield, Thou in Thy Son art all revealed As Thou hast loved and known me: Thy Son hath me with Him betrothed, In His own whitest raiment clothed, He for His bride will own me. Hallelujah! Life in heaven Hath He given, With Him dwelling, Still shall I His praise be telling. 6 Then touch the chords of harp and lute, Let no sweet music now be mute, But joyously resounding, Tell of the marriage-feast, the bride, The heavenly Bridegroom at her side, 'Mid love and joy abounding; Shout for triumph, loudly sing ye, Praises bring ye, Fall before Him, King of kings, let all adore Him! 7 Here rests my heart, and holds it fast; The Lord I love is First and Last, The End and the Beginning! I welcome death. for I shall rise Through Him to His own Paradise Above all tears and sinning. Amen! Amen! Come, Lord Jesus, Soon release us! With deep yearning Lord, we look for Thy returning! Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

Crown Him with many crowns

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #104 (1918) Lyrics: 1 Crown Him with many crowns, The Lamb upon His throne; Hark! how the heav'nly anthem drowns All music but its own; Awake, my soul, and sing Of Him who died for thee, And hail Him as thy matchless King Thro' all eternity. 2 Crown Him, the Virgin's Son, The God incarnate born, Whose arm those crimson trophies won Which now His brow adorn; Fruit of the mystic rose, As of that rose the stem; The root whence mercy ever flows, The Babe of Bethlehem. 3 Crown Him the Lord of love; Behold His hands and side, Rich wounds, yet visible above In beauty glorified: No angel in the sky Can fully bear that sight, But downward bends his wond'ring eye At mysteries so bright. 4 Crown Him the Lord of peace, Whose power a sceptre sways From pole to pole, that wars may cease, And all be prayer and praise. His reign shall know no end, And round His piercèd feet Fair flowers of Paradise extend Their fragrance ever sweet. 5 Crown him the Lord of years, The Potentate of time, Creator of the rolling spheres, Ineffably sublime. All hail, Redeemer, hail! For thou hast died for me; Thy praise shall never, never fail Throughout eternity. Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

I was a wandering sheep

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #105 (1918) Lyrics: 1 I was a wandering sheep, I did not love the fold; I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I would not be controlled; I was a wayward child, I did not love my home; I did not love my Father's voice, I loved afar to roam, 2 The Shepherd sought His sheep, The Father sought His child; They followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er deserts waste and wild; They found me nigh to death, Famished, and faint, and lone; They bound me with the bands of love, They saved the wandering one. 3 Jesus my Shepherd is, 'Twas He that loved my soul, 'Twas He that washed me in His blood, 'Twas He that made me whole; 'Twas He that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep; 'Twas He that brought me to the fold, 'Tis He that still doth keep. 4 I was a wandering sheep, I would not be controlled. But now I love my Shepherd's voice, I love, I love the fold. I was a wayward child, I once preferred to roam, But now I love my Father's voice, I love, I love His home. Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

Jesus, Savior, come to me!

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #106 (1918) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Savior, come to me! Let me ever be with Thee; Come, and nevermore depart, Thou who reignest in my heart. 2 Lord, for Thee I ever sigh, Nothing else can satisfy, 'Tis my constant cry to Thee: Jesus, Jesus, come to me! 3 Earthly joys can give no peace, Cannot bid my longing cease; But to have my Jesus near, This is all my pleasure here. 4 All that makes the angels glad, In their garb of glory clad, Only fills me with distress, If Thy presence do not bless. 5 Take Thou all away from me, I shall still thus minded be; Thou who madest me Thine own Shalt be e'er my joy alone. 6 Lord, to none on earth, beside Thee, my heart I open wide; Enter Thou, possess it all, Thee alone mine own I call. 7 Thou alone, my God and Lord, Art my Glory and Reward; Thou hast bled for me and died, I will be no other's bride. 8 Come then, Lamb for sinners slain, Come and ease me of my pain; Evermore I cry to Thee: Jesus, Jesus, come to me! 9 Patiently I wait Thy day; For this gift yet, Lord, I pray, That, when death shall come to me, My sweet Jesus Thuo wilt be. Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

Jesus, Lover of my soul

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #107 (1918) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the waters nearer roll, While the tempest still is high! Hide me, O my Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last! 2 Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring: Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing. 3 Wilt Thou not regard my call? Wilt Thou not accept my prayer? Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall; Lo! on Thee I cast my care. Reach me out Thy gracious hand! While I of Thy strength receive, Hoping against hope I stand, Dying, and behold, I live! 4 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name; I am all unrighteousness: False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace. 5 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the Fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee: Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

O for a thousand tongues to sing

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #108 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace! 2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honors of Thy name. 3 Jesus! The name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of canceled sin, He sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean; His blood avails for me. 5 Look unto Him, ye nations; own Your God, ye fallen race; Look, and be saved through faith alone Be justified by grace. 6 See all your sins on Jesus laid; The Lamb of God was slain: His soul was once an offering made For every soul of man. 7 Glory to God, and praise, and love, Be ever, ever given By saints below and saints above, The Church in earth and heaven. Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

O Friend of souls, how blest am I

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #109 (1918) Lyrics: 1 O Friend of souls, how blest am I Whene'er Thy love my spirit calms! From sorrow's dungeon forth I fly, And hide me in Thy shelt'ring arms. The night of weeping flies away Before the heart-reviving ray Of love, that beams from out Thy breast; Here is my heaven on earth begun; Who is not joyful, that has won In Thee, O Lord, his joy and rest? 2 The world may call herself my foe, So be it; for I trust her not, E'en though a friendly face she show, And heap with her good things my lot. In Thee alone will I rejoice, Thou art the Friend, Lord, of my choice, For Thou art true when friendships fail; 'Mid storms of woe Thy truth is still My anchor; hate me as she will, The world shall o'er me ne'er prevail. 3 The Law may threaten endless death From awful Sinai's burning hill, Straightway from its consuming breath My soul through faith mounts higher still; She throws herself at Jesus' feet And finds with Him a safe retreat Where curse and death can never come. Though all things threaten condemnation, Yet Jesus, Thou art my Salvation, For in Thy love I find my home. 4 Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest, I follow leaning on Thy hand; From out the clouds Thy child Thou feedest, And giv'st him water from the sand. I know Thy wondrous ways will end In love and blessing, Thou true Friend; Enough, if Thou art ever near. I know whom Thou wilt glorify, And raise o'er sun and stars on high, Thou lead'st through depths and darkness here. 5 To others death seems dark and grim, But not, Thou Life of life, to me, I know Thou ne'er forsakest him Whose heart and spirit rest in Thee. Oh! who would fear his journey's close, If from dark woods and lurking foes He then find safety and release? Nay, rather, with a joyful heart From this dark region I depart To Thy eternal light and peace. 6 O Friend of souls, then blest indeed Am I when on Thy love I lean! The world, nor pain, nor death I heed, Since Thou, my God, my Joy hast been. O let this peace that Thou hast given, Be but a foretaste of Thy heaven, For goodness infinite is Thine. Hence, world with all Thy flattering toys! In God alone lie all my joys; O rich delight, my Friend is mine! Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #110 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide, For round us falls the even-tide; Nor let Thy Word, that heavenly light, For us be ever veiled in night. 2 In these last days of sore distress Grant us, dear Lord, true steadfastness, That pure we keep, till life is spent, Thy holy Word and Sacrament. 3 Lord Jesus, help, Thy Church uphold, For we are sluggish, thoughtless, cold; Indue Thy Word with power and grace, And spread its truth in every place. 4 O keep us in Thy Word, we pray; The guile and rage of Satan stay; Unto Thy Church grant, Lord, Thy grace, Peace, concord, patience, fearlessness. 5 O God! how sin's dread works abound! Throughout the earth no rest is found. And wide has falsehood's spirit spread, And error boldly rears its head. 6 Those haughty spirits, Lord, restrain, Who e'er Thy Church with might would reign, And always set forth something new, Devised to change Thy doctrine true. 7 And since the cause and glory, Lord, Are Thine, not ours, do thou afford Us help and strength and constancy; With all our heart we trust in Thee. 8 A trusty weapon is Thy Word, Thy Church's buckler, shield, and sword; Lord, let us in the Word abide, That we may seek no other guide. 9 O grant that in Thy holy Word We here may live and die, dear Lord; And when our journey endeth here, Receive us into glory there. Topics: God's Word Languages: English