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Go Forth, My Heart, And Seek Delight

Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #63 (1928) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Go forth, my heart, and seek delight, While summer reigns so fair and bright, View God's abundance daily, The bounty of these gardens see, Behold how they for me and thee Have decked themselves so gaily. 2 The trees with spreading leaves are blessed, The earth her barren soil has dressed In green so young and tender. Narcissus and the tulip fair Are cloth'd in raiment far more rare Than Solomon in splendor. 3 Fast grows the wheat, like waving gold, And gives delight to young and old; They praise with glad thanksgiving Him who through mercy measureless Vouchsafed the soul of man to bless With goods that grace his living. 4 Thy splendor, Lord, doth shine so bright And fills us with such pure delight While here on earth abiding; What, then, may be in store for me And all who heaven's glory see, In golden halls residing? 5 Oh, choose me for Thy Paradise, While yet I dwell beneath the skies, But let me flourish ever. With Thee alone will I abide, Thine honor serve, and none beside, Till soul and body sever. Topics: Spring Languages: English

Fiesta de la primavera

Author: Federico Fliedner, 1845-1901; Gottlob Ferdinand Maximilian von Schenkendorf, 1783-1817 Hymnal: Culto Cristiano #75 (1964) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Fiesta de la primavera De la vida verdadera, ¡Pascua de Resurrección! Cristo, muerto y sepultado Vencedor se ha levantado. ¡Cántale, fiel corazón! 2 Ya la muerte está abolida, Y la tumba está vencida: ¡Libre está la humanidad! Primavera hay en el suelo, Júbilo en el alto cielo. ¡Redimidos alabad! 3 Cristo el miedo ha desterrado, Y el sepulcro ha consagrado, Pues al mismo descendió; Ahora sirve de reposo, Hasta el día tan glorioso Que a los suyos prometió. 4 Dámoste la bienvenida, Cristo, príncipe de vida, De la muerte vencedor. Llévanos en tu victoria, Por la tumba, a aquella gloria Del eterno resplandor. Amén. Topics: El Año Cristiano Pascua de Resurrección; Resurrección; Christian Year Easter; Resurrection Languages: Spanish Tune Title: ALLES IST AN GOTTES SEGEN

At the cross her station keeping

Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 #76b (1940) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Passiontide Tune Title: STABAT MATER

Lift up thy head, O Christendom!

Author: Nikolai Frederick Severin Grundtvig, 1783-1872; J. C. Aaberg Hymnal: Hymns and Hymnwriters of Denmark #77 (1945) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: Lift up thy head, O Christendom! Behold above the blessed home For which thy heart is yearning. There dwells the Lord, thy soul’s delight, Who soon with power and glory bright Is for His bride returning. And when in every land and clime, All shall behold His signs sublime, The guilty world appalling, Then shalt with joy thou lift thine eyes And see Him coming in the skies, While suns and stars are falling. While for His coming thou dost yearn, Forget not why His last return The Savior is delaying, And ask Him not before His hour To shake the heavens with His power, Nor judge the lost and straying. O saints of God, for Sodom pray Until your prayers no more can stay The judgment day impending. Then cries the Lord: “Behold, I come!” And ye shall answer: “To Thy home We are with joy ascending!” Then loud and clear the trumpet calls, The dead awake, death’s kingdom falls, And God’s elect assemble. The Lord ascends the judgment throne, And calls His ransomed for His own, While hearts in gladness tremble. Languages: English

Holy Ghost, our Interceder

Author: Nikolai Frederick Severin Grundtvig, 1783-1872; J. C. Aaberg Hymnal: Hymns and Hymnwriters of Denmark #80 (1945) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: Holy Ghost, our Interceder, Blessed Comforter and Pleader With the Lord for all we need, Deign to hold with us communion That with Thee in blessed union We may in our life succeed. Heavenly Counsellor and Teacher, Make us through Thy guidance richer In the grace our Lord hath won. 139 Blest Partaker of God’s fullness, Make us all, despite our dullness, Wiser e’en than Solomon. Helper of the helpless, harken To our pleas when shadows darken; Shield us from the beasts of prey. Rouse the careless, help the weary, Bow the prideful, cheer the dreary, Be our guest each passing day. Comforter, whose comfort lightens Every cross that scars and frightens, Succor us from guilt and shame. Warm our heart, inspire our vision, Add Thy voice to our petition As we pray in Jesus’ name. Languages: English

Thou Little Flock, Be Not Afraid

Author: M. Loy; Joh. Mich. Altenburg Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #90 (1930) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Thou little flock, be not afraid, Tho' foes against thee stand arrayed, All ready to destroy thee; Although thy ruin they prepare And fill thee oft with anxious care, They shall not long annoy thee. 2 Thy cause is God's; this comfort thee; May His, not thine, the vengeance be; Let Him perform His pleasure; The needful help thou shalt obtain; Thee and His Word He will sustain Thro' Christ, His own dear Treasure. 3 As God is God, and true His Word, Fierce Satan and his hellish herd, The world and all their powers Shall reap but shame beneath His rod: God is with us, and we with God: The vict'ry must be ours. Topics: The Means of Grace The Christian Church Languages: English Tune Title: LITTLE FLOCK

At the cross her station keeping

Author: Caswall; Jacobus de Benedictis Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #103 (1894) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish deeply grievèd, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd, Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One; Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastisèd, She beheld her Son despisèd, Scourged and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardor gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [At the cross her station keeping]

At the cross her station keeping

Author: E. Caswall; R. Mant Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #103a (1898) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish deeply grievèd, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd, Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One; Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastisèd, She beheld her Son despisèd, Scourged and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardor gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. Topics: Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER NO. 1

At the cross her station keeping

Author: E. Caswall; R. Mant Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #103b (1898) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish deeply grievèd, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd, Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One; Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastisèd, She beheld her Son despisèd, Scourged and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardor gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. Topics: Holy Week Tune Title: STABAT MATER NO. 2

Near the Cross Was Mary Weeping

Author: Jacobus de Benedictis Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #104 (1926) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Near the cross was Mary weeping, There her mournful station keeping, Gazing on her dying Son: There in speechless anguish groaning, Yearning, trembling, sighing, moaning, Thro' her soul the sword had gone. 2 When no eye its pity gave us, When there was no arm to save us, He His love and power displayed: By His stripes He wrought our healing, By His death our life revealing, He for us the ransom paid. 3 Jesus, may Thy love constrain us, That from sin we may refrain us, In Thy griefs may deeply grieve; Thee our best affections giving, To Thy glory ever living, May we in Thy glory live. Amen. Topics: Church Year Holy Week; Good Friday; Christ Work of; Names and Office of Christ Substitute; Sin Conquered and conquering sin; Sin Forgiveness of Scripture: John 19:25 Languages: English Tune Title: CIVITAS DEI