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Comfort, comfort ye my people

Author: Catherine Winkworth; John Olearius Hymnal: The Hymnal #90 (1941) Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER, MEIN GEMÜTE

O Thou final revelation

Author: M. Woolsey Stryker Hymnal: Christian Chorals #109 (1885) Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER, MEIN GEMÜTHE

Author: Martin Janus; Robert Bridges Hymnal: Our Great Redeemer's Praise #129 (2022) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Jesu, joy of our desiring, holy wisdom, love most bright; drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring, soar to uncreated light. Word of God, our flesh that fashioned, with the fire of life impassioned, striving still to truth unknown, soaring, dying round Thy throne. 2 Through the way where hope is guiding, hark, what peaceful music rings; where the flock, in Thee confiding, drink of joy from deathless springs. Theirs is beauty's fairest pleasure; theirs is wisdom's holiest treasure. Thou dost ever lead thine own in the love of joys unknown. Topics: Jesus Christ, Our Lord Person of Christ; Advent Scripture: John 1:1-18 Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER

Like the Golden Sun Ascending

Author: Thomas H. Kingo, 1634-1703; George A. T. Rygh, 1860-1942 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #147 (1993) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 First Line: Like the golden sunn ascending Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking through the gloom of night, On the earth its glory spending So that darkness takes to flight, Thus my Jesus from the grave And death's dismal, dreadful cave Rose triumphant Easter morning At the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to you, O Christ victorious! Thanks to you, O Lord of Life! Death has now no power o'er us, You have conquered in the strife. Thanks because you did arise And have opened paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 You have died for my transgression; All my sins on you were laid. You have won for me salvation; On the cross my debt was paid. From the grave I shall arise And shall meet you in the skies. Death itself is transitory; I shall lift my head in glory. 4 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And your Holy Spirit send That my life and my behavior May be pleasing to the end, That I may not fall again Into death's grim pit and pain, Whence by grace you have retrieved me And from which you have relieved me. 5 For the joy your advent gave me, For your gospel's great reward, For your baptism which has saved me, For your supper and your Word, For your death, the bitter scorn, For your resurrection morn: Lord, I thank you and extol you, And in heav'n I shall behold you. Topics: Easter; Easter Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER

Oh, Jesús, del alma humana

Author: Martin Jahn; F.J. Pagura (1923- ) Hymnal: Toda La Iglesia Canta #153 (1989) Languages: Spanish Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER

Guardian of Pure Hearts

Author: Johan Olof Wallin, 1779-1839; Last verse by Jesper Svedberg, 1653-1735 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #158a (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 First Line: Guardian of pure hearts, and Hearer Lyrics: 1 Guardian of pure hearts, and Hearer, Lord, of every faithful prayer, In Thy courts one day is dearer, Than a thousand days elsewhere. Worn with earth's unrest, how sweet In Thy temple fair to meet! There to sing away each sorrow That from life and toil we borrow! 2 With the righteous oft it fareth Here, as if his deeds were ill; Blight fair virtue's flowers impaireth, Weeds of vice do flourish still; Joy and fortune haste away, Friends with friends--how short their stay! Rachel still her children mourneth, And her soul from comfort turneth. 3 But when here devoutly soareth High the temple-anthem sweet, Grief grows calm, no plaint outpoureth-- Hearts with holy rapture beat: Free from earthly clouds the soul Presses toward a higher goal, Takes from hope the comfort given, Speaks e'en now the tongue of heaven. 4 O my soul, thy wing ascending, Yet on Salem's mount shall rest; There where cherub-harps are blending With the singing of the blest; Let thy note of praise and prayer To thy God precede thee there, While e'en yet a care-worn mortal, Still without Thy Father's portal. 5 Days are dawning, days are flying! Hold thou fast the Word of God: "Lamp unto my feet", still crying "Light unto my dreary road!" Joy thou in that Holy Word Which of old on earth was heard, For man's peace and comfort given, Only guide from earth to heaven. 6 Let us, Christians, here that wander, As our fathers in their day, Piously together ponder, Gladly sing and meekly pray; Be the children's voices raised To the God their fathers praised. Let Thy bounty failing never Be on us and all forever. 7 Bless us, Father, and protect us, Be our souls' sure hiding-place, Let Thy wisdom still direct us, Light our darkness with Thy grace! Let Thy countenance on us shine, Fill us all with peace divine. Praise the Father, Son, and Spirit, Praise Him all that life inherit. Topics: Worship Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER, MEIN GEMÜTHE

Guardian of Pure Hearts

Author: Johan Olof Wallin, 1779-1839; Last verse by Jesper Svedberg, 1653-1735 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #158b (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 First Line: Guardian of pure hearts and Hearer Lyrics: 1 Guardian of pure hearts, and Hearer, Lord, of every faithful prayer, In Thy courts one day is dearer, Than a thousand days elsewhere. Worn with earth's unrest, how sweet In Thy temple fair to meet! There to sing away each sorrow That from life and toil we borrow! 2 With the righteous oft it fareth Here, as if his deeds were ill; Blight fair virtue's flowers impaireth, Weeds of vice do flourish still; Joy and fortune haste away, Friends with friends--how short their stay! Rachel still her children mourneth, And her soul from comfort turneth. 3 But when here devoutly soareth High the temple-anthem sweet, Grief grows calm, no plaint outpoureth-- Hearts with holy rapture beat: Free from earthly clouds the soul Presses toward a higher goal, Takes from hope the comfort given, Speaks e'en now the tongue of heaven. 4 O my soul, thy wing ascending, Yet on Salem's mount shall rest; There where cherub-harps are blending With the singing of the blest; Let thy note of praise and prayer To thy God precede thee there, While e'en yet a care-worn mortal, Still without Thy Father's portal. 5 Days are dawning, days are flying! Hold thou fast the Word of God: "Lamp unto my feet", still crying "Light unto my dreary road!" Joy thou in that Holy Word Which of old on earth was heard, For man's peace and comfort given, Only guide from earth to heaven. 6 Let us, Christians, here that wander, As our fathers in their day, Piously together ponder, Gladly sing and meekly pray; Be the children's voices raised To the God their fathers praised. Let Thy bounty failing never Be on us and all forever. 7 Bless us, Father, and protect us, Be our souls' sure hiding-place, Let Thy wisdom still direct us, Light our darkness with Thy grace! Let Thy countenance on us shine, Fill us all with peace divine. Praise the Father, Son, and Spirit, Praise Him all that life inherit. Topics: Worship Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER, MEIN GEMÜTHE

Father, Merciful and Holy

Author: Johann Rist, 1607-1667 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #181a (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Father, merciful and holy, Thee tonight I praise and bless, Who to labor true and lowly, Grantest ever meet success; Many a sin and many a woe, Many a fierce and subtle foe Hast Thou checked that once alarmed me, So that naught today has harmed me. 2 Now the light, that nature gladdens, And the pomp of day is gone, And my heart is tired and saddens, As the gloomy night comes on; Ah, then with thy changeless light Warm and cheer my heart to-night; As the shadow round me gather, Keep me close to Thee, my Father. 3 Though I have from Thee departed, Now I seek Thy face again, For Thy Son, the loving-hearted, Made our peace through bitter pain. Yes, far greater than our sin, Though it still be strong within, Is Thy love that fails us never, Mercy that endures forever. 4 Though my weary eyes are closing, And mhy senses fall asleep, Still my soul, on Thee reposing, Ever must it vigils keep. Let my Spirit longingly Always dram, my God, of Thee, Firmly unto Thee e'er cleaving, E'en in sleep Thy grace receiving. 5 Lord, the twilight now hath vanished, Send Thy blessing on my sleep, Every sin and terror banished, Let my rest be calm and deep. Soul and body, mind and health, Wife and children, house and wealth, Friend and foe, the sick, the stranger, Keep Thou safe from harm and danger. 6 O Thou mighty God, now hearken To the prayer Thy child hath made; Jesus, while the night-hours darken, Be Thou still my Hope, my Aid: Holy Ghost, on Thee I call, Friend and Comforter of all, Hear my earnest prayer, oh, hear me! Lord, Thou hearest, Thou art near me. Topics: Worship Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER, MEIN GEMÜTHE

Father, Merciful and Holy

Author: Johann Rist, 1607-1667 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #181b (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Father, merciful and holy, Thee tonight I praise and bless, Who to labor true and lowly, Grantest ever meet success; Many a sin and many a woe, Many a fierce and subtle foe Hast Thou checked that once alarmed me, So that naught today has harmed me. 2 Now the light, that nature gladdens, And the pomp of day is gone, And my heart is tired and saddens, As the gloomy night comes on; Ah, then with thy changeless light Warm and cheer my heart to-night; As the shadow round me gather, Keep me close to Thee, my Father. 3 Though I have from Thee departed, Now I seek Thy face again, For Thy Son, the loving-hearted, Made our peace through bitter pain. Yes, far greater than our sin, Though it still be strong within, Is Thy love that fails us never, Mercy that endures forever. 4 Though my weary eyes are closing, And mhy senses fall asleep, Still my soul, on Thee reposing, Ever must it vigils keep. Let my Spirit longingly Always dram, my God, of Thee, Firmly unto Thee e'er cleaving, E'en in sleep Thy grace receiving. 5 Lord, the twilight now hath vanished, Send Thy blessing on my sleep, Every sin and terror banished, Let my rest be calm and deep. Soul and body, mind and health, Wife and children, house and wealth, Friend and foe, the sick, the stranger, Keep Thou safe from harm and danger. 6 O Thou mighty God, now hearken To the prayer Thy child hath made; Jesus, while the night-hours darken, Be Thou still my Hope, my Aid: Holy Ghost, on Thee I call, Friend and Comforter of all, Hear my earnest prayer, oh, hear me! Lord, Thou hearest, Thou art near me. Topics: Worship Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER, MEIN GEMÜTHE

Like the Golden Sun Ascending

Author: Thomas Kingo; George T. Rygh Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #207 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking thro' the gloom of night, On the earth his glory spending So that darkness takes to flight, Thus my Jesus from the grave And Death's dismal, dreadful cave Rose triumphant Easter morning At the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious! Thanks to Thee, O Lord of Life! Death hath now no power o'er us, Thou hast conquered in the strife. Thanks because Thou didst arise And hast opened Paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 Though I be by sin o'ertaken, Though I lie in helplessness, Though I be by friends forsaken And must suffer sore distress, Though I be despised, contemned, And by all the world condemned, Though the dark grave yawn before me, Yet the light of hope shines o'er me. 4 Thou hast died for my transgression, All my sins on Thee were laid; Thou hast won for me salvation, On the cross my debt was paid. From the grave I shall arise And shall meet Thee in the skies. Death itself is transitory; I shall lift my head in glory. 5 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And Thy Holy Spirit send That my walk and my behavior May be pleasing to the end; That I may not fall again Into Death's grim pit and pain, Whence by grace Thou hast retrieved me And from which Thou hast relieved me. 6 For the joy Thy advent gave me, For Thy holy, precious Word; For Thy Baptism, which doth save me, For Thy blest Communion board; For Thy death, the bitter scorn, For Thy resurrection morn, Lord, I thank Thee and extol Thee, And in heaven I shall behold Thee. Amen. Topics: The Church Year Easter Scripture: Acts 2:32 Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER