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My God, and is Thy table spread

Author: P. Doddridge Hymnal: LHPN1913 #153 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 My God, and is Thy table spread, And does Thy cup with love o'erflow? Thither be all Thy children led, And let them all its sweetness know. 2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of His flesh and blood! Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly flood! 3 O let Thy table honored be And furnished well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see That here its sacred pledges tastes! Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Tune Title: [My God, and is Thy table spread]

Jesus, the very thought is sweet

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: LHPN1913 #154 (1913) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, the very thought is sweet; In that dear name all heart-joys meet; But O, than the honey sweeter far, The glimpses of His presence are. 2 No word is sung more sweet than this: No name is heard more full of bliss; No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh, Than Jesus, Son of God most high. 3 Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn, How good to them for sin that that mourn! To them that seek Thee, O how kind! But what art Thou to them that find? 4 Jesus, Thou sweetness, pure and blest, Truth’s fountain, light of souls distressed, Surpassing all that heart requires, Exceeding all that soul desires! 5 No tongue of mortal can express, No pen can write its blessedness: He only who hath proved it knows What bliss from love of Jesus flows. 6 O Jesus, King of wondrous might! O Victor, glorious from the fight! Sweetness that may not be expressed, And altogether loveliest! 7 Remain with us, O Lord, today! In every heart Thy grace display; That now the shades of night are fled, On Thee our spirits may be fed. 8 I seek for Jesus in repose, When round my heart its chambers close; Abroad, and when I shut the door, I long for Jesus evermore. 9 With Mary in the morning gloom I seek for Jesus at the tomb; For Him with love's most earnest cry, I seek with heart and not with eye. 10 Jesus, to God the Father gone, Is seated on the heavenly throne: My heart hath also passed from me, That where He is there it may be. 11 We follow Jesus now, and raise The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise, That He at last may make us meet With Him to gain the heavenly seat. Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; Love to God and the Savior

O Jesus, blessed Lord, to Thee

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: LHPN1913 #155 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O Jesus, blessed Lord, to Thee My heartfelt thanks forever be, Who hast so lovingly bestowed On me Thy body and Thy blood. 2 Break forth, my soul, for joy, and say: What wealth is come to me this day! My Savior dwells within me now: How blest am I! how good art Thou! Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Tune Title: [O Jesus, blessed Lord, to Thee]

May God be praised henceforth and blest forever!

Author: Martin Luther Hymnal: LHPN1913 #156 (1913) Lyrics: 1 May God be praised henceforth and blest forever! Who, Himself both gift and giver, With His own flesh and blood our souls doth nourish; May they grow thereby and flourish! Lord, have mercy on us. By Thy holy body, Lord, the same Which from Thine own mother Mary cam, By the drops which Thou did'st bleed, Help us in the hour of need. Lord, have mercy on us. 2 Thou hast to death thy holy body given, Life to win for us in heaven By stronger love, dear Lord, Thou could'st not bind us, Whereof this should well remind us. Lord, have mercy on us. Lord, Thy love constrained Thee for our good Mighty things to do by Thy dear blood, Thou hast paid the debt we owed, Thou hast made our peace with God. Lord, have mercy on us. 3 May God bestow on us His grace and blessing, That, His holy footsteps tracing, We walk as brethren dear in love and union, Nor repent this sweet communion. Lord, have mercy on us. Let not us the Holy Ghost forsake May He grant that we the right way take; That poor Christendom may see Days of peace and unity. Lord, have mercy on us. Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper; The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Tune Title: [May God be praised henceforth]

O how shall I receive Thee

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: LHPN1913 #157 (1913) Lyrics: 1 O how shall I receive Thee, How meet Thee on Thy way; Blest hope of every nation, My soul's delight and stay? Jesus, Jesus, give me, By Thine illuming light, To know whate'er is pleasing And welcome in Thy sight. 2 Thy Zion palms is strewing, And branches fresh and fair; And every soul awaking, Her anthem shall prepare; Perpetual thanks and praises Forth from our hearts shall spring; And to Thy name the service Of all our powers we bring. 3 O ye who sorrow, sinking Beneath your grief and pain, Rejoice in His appearing, Who shall your souls sustain: He comes, He come with gladness! How great is His good-will! He comes, all grief and anguish Shall at His word be still. 4 Ye who with guilty terror Are trembling, fear no more: With love and grace the Savior Shall you to hope restore; He comes, who contrite sinners Will with the children place, The children of His Father, The heirs of life and grace. 5 He comes, the Lord, to judgment; Woe, woe to them who hate! To those who love and seek Him He opes the heavenly gate. Come quickly, gracious Savior, And gather us to Thee, That in the light eternal Our joyous home may be. Topics: The Church Year First Sunday in Advent; The Church Year First Sunday in Advent Tune Title: [O how shaw I receive Thee]

Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates

Author: G. Wiessel Hymnal: LHPN1913 #158 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.6.6 Lyrics: 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. Life and salvation doth He bring, Wherefore rejoice and gladly sing: We praise Thee, Father, now Creator, wise art Thou. 2 The Lord is just, a helper tried, Mercy is ever at His side; His kingly crown is holiness, His scepter, pity in distress. The end of all our woe He brings; Therefore the earth is glad and sings, We praise Thee, Father, now; Mighty indeed art Thou. 3 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! The cloudless sun of joy He is, Who bringeth pure delight and bliss; O Comforter divine! What boundless grace is Thine! 4 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, So shall our Sovereign enter in, And new and nobler life begin, To Thee, O God, be praise, For word, and deed, and grace! 5 Redeemer, come and, I open wide My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide: Let me Thine inner presence feel, Thy grace and love in me reveal. Thy Holy Spirit guide us on Until our glorious goal is won! Eternal praise and fame We offer to Thy name! Topics: The Church Year First Sunday in Advent; The Church Year First Sunday in Advent Tune Title: [Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates]

Awake, thou that sleepest, arise from death's slumber!

Author: M. B. Landstad Hymnal: LHPN1913 #159 (1913) Meter: 12.5.12.5.6.6.5.8 Lyrics: 1 Awake, thou that sleepest, arise from death's slumber! Christ on thee shall shine; the daylight, now glowing in rays without number, Shows mercy divine; Repose now no longer, Lest night's dark and danger Soon come o'er thy soul. Awake now, arise, and be whole! 2 In earth's vale of sorrows the cold mists enshroud thee, And tears often flow; And suffering and grief seem the portion allowed thee In this life below; Yet, bear the glad message, That rescue doth presage, And pardon and peace Through Him who doth bring thee release. 3 In earth's dreary deserts the sharp thorns will wound thee, And rough is the way; And often thou longest from ills that surround thee To hasten away; Yet, cease now thy sadness God's springtime of gladness Through Christ thou shalt see: Awake, for He calleth to thee! 4 O lift up thine eyes now with hope unto heaven, The daybreak is here: Thy Lord let all blessing and honor be given, Go meet Him with cheer; When hearts are convicted Of sin, and afflicted His welcome will rise In anthems of praise to the skies. 5 To God be all glory, who graciously sendeth From heaven His light; The way and the truth and the life my soul findeth, And peace is my right. O Christ, shine upon us! From death Thou hast won us To follow, O Lord, Thy steps in the light of Thy word. Topics: The Church Year First Sunday in Advent; The Church Year First Sunday in Advent; Invitation Tune Title: [Awake, thou that sleepiest, arise from death's slumber]

Wake! the welcome day appeareth

Author: J. A. Freylinghausen Hymnal: LHPN1913 #160 (1913) Meter: 8.8.7.7.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Wake! the welcome day appeareth, How with joy our hearts it cheereth! Wake, the Lord's great year behold! That which holy men of old, Those who throng the sacred pages, Waited for through countless ages; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 2 Patriarchs and priests aspiring, Kings and prophets long desiring, Saw not this before they died: Lo, the sight to them denied! See His beams to earth directed! Welcome, O Thou long-expected! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 3 He, the Savior sent by heaven, Once through faith to Abram given, Israel's Son and glorious King, Hope to which the heathen cling, Now on earth with men abiding, Comes to Zion meekly riding: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 4 Lo! He comes, a victim willing, All His Father's will fulfilling; He will, through His precious blood, All things once again make good, Pain and shame of death sustaining, What was lost with joy regaining; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 5 In our stead Himself He offers, On th'accursed tree He suffers, That His death's sweet savor may Take our curse for aye away, Cross and curse for us enduring, Hope and heaven to us securing; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 6 Moses' law no longer rules us, Christ's free Spirit gently schools us; Ended now our captive thrall; He who God obeys in all, Through his Savior's death and merit, Now enjoys adoption's spirit; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 7 Rent the temple curtain's center, Fearless each may strive to enter, Through the veil, the holy place, There to stand before His face; He who once came down from heaven, Fear from all our breasts hath driven; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 8 Hence thy King, O Zion, praising, Heart and voice to Him upraising, Shout with joy, for once thou art In His reign to bear thy part; Come, thyself as offering bringing, Come, thou Bride, for ever singing Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Topics: The Church Year First Sunday in Advent; The Church Year First Sunday in Advent Tune Title: Wake! the welcome day appeareth

O Bride of Christ, rejoice!

Author: Anon. Hymnal: LHPN1913 #161 (1913) Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 O Bride of Christ, rejoice! Exultant raise thy voice To hail the day of glory, Foretold in sacred story. Hosanna, praise and glory, Our King, we bow before Thee. 2 Let shouts of gladness rise Triumphant to the skies. Here comes the King most glorious To reign o’er all victorious : Hosanna, praise and glory, Our King, we bow before Thee. 3 He wears no kingly crown, Yet as a king He’s known; Though not arrayed in splendor: He still makes death surrender: Hosanna, praise and glory, Our King, we bow before Thee. 4 The weak and timid find Him gentle, good and kind; To them He gives a treasure Of bliss beyond all measure: Hosanna, praise and glory, Our King, we bow before Thee. 5 Thy heart now open wide, Bid Christ with thee abide; He graciously will hear thee, And be forever near thee: Hosanna, praise and glory, Our King, we bow before Thee. 6 Then go thy Lord to meet; Strew palm-leaves at His feet; Thy garments spread before Him, And honor and adore Him: Hosanna, praise and glory, Our King, we bow before Thee. 7 E’en babes with one accord With thee shall praise the Lord, And every Gentile nation Respond with exultation: Hosanna, praise and glory, Our King, we bow before Thee. Topics: The Church Year Second Sunday in Advent; The Church Year Second Sunday in Advent Tune Title: [O Bride of Christ, rejoice!]

Rise, children of the kingdom!

Author: Johann von Rist Hymnal: LHPN1913 #162 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6.6.7.7.6 Lyrics: 1 Rise, children of the kingdom! The King is drawing nigh: Arise, and hail with gladness The Ruler from on high. Ye Christians, hasten forth! Your praise and homage bring Him, And glad Hosannas sing Him; Naught else your love is worth. 2 Arise, ye drooping mourners! The King is very near; Away with grief and sorrow. For lo! your help is here. Behold, in many a place-- O blessed consolation!-- We find Him, our salvation, In His pure means of grace. 3 Arise, ye much afflicted! The King is not afar. Rejoice, ye long dejected! Behold the Morning Star. The Lord will give you joy; Though troubles now distress you, With comfort He will bless you, E'en death He will destroy. 4 Arise, ye poor and needy! The King provides for you; He comes with succor speedy, With mercy ever new. Receive your gracious King, The giver of all blessing; Hail Him, His name confessing, And glad Hosannas sing. 5 O rich the gifts Thou bring'st us, Thyself made poor and weak; O love beyond expression, That thus can sinners seek! For this, O Lord, will we Our joyous tribute bring Thee, And glad Hosannas sing Thee, And ever grateful be. Topics: The Church Year Second Sunday in Advent; The Church Year Second Sunday in Advent Tune Title: [Rise, children of the kingdom!]