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My Jesus, as Thou wilt!

Author: B. Schmolck Hymnal: LHPN1913 #233 (1913) Lyrics: 1 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! O may Thy will be mine! Into thy hand of love I would my all resign. Through sorrow, or through joy, Conduct me as Thine own, And help me still to say, My Lord, Thy will be done! 2 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! If needy here and poor, Give me Thy people's bread, Their portion rich and sure. The manna of Thy word Let my soul feed upon; And if all else should fail, My Lord, thy will be done! 3 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! Though seen through many a tear, Let not my star of hope Grow dim or disappear; Since Thou on earth hast wept And sorrowed oft alone, If I must weep with Thee, My Lord, Thy will be done! 4 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! When death itself draws nigh, To Thy dear wounded side I would for refuge fly: Leaning on Thee, to go Where Thou before hast gone; The rest as Thou shalt please: My Lord, Thy will be done! 5 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! All shall be well for me: Each changing future scene I gladly trust with Thee. Thus to my home above I travel calmly on, And sing, in life or death, My Lord, Thy will be done! Topics: The Church Year Second Sunday after Ephiphany; The Church Year Second Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Second Sunday after Epiphany; Patience; Submission Tune Title: [My Jesus, as Thou wilt!]

O blest the house, whate'er befall

Author: C.C.L von Pfeil Hymnal: LHPN1913 #234 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O blest the house, whate'er befall, Where Jesus Christ is all in all; Yea, if He were not dwelling there, How dark and poor and void it were! 2 O blest that house where faith ye find, And all within have set their mind To trust their God and serve Him still, And do, in all, His holy will. 3 O blest the parents who give heed Unto their children's foremost need, And weary not of care or cost; To them and heaven shall none be lost. 4 Blest such a house, it prospers well, In peace and joy the parents dwell, And in their children's lot is shown How richly God can bless His own. 5 Then here will I and mine to-day A solemn covenant make and say: Though all the world forsake Thy word, I and my house will serve the Lord. Topics: The Church Year Second Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany Tune Title: [O blest this house, what'er befall]

O Lord of health and life, what tongue can tell

Author: G. Phillimore Hymnal: LHPN1913 #235 (1913) Lyrics: 1 O Lord of health and life, what tongue can tell, How at Thy word were loosed the bands of hell; How Thy pure touch removed the leprous stain, And the polluted flesh grew clean again? 2 O wash our hearts, restore the contrite soul, Stretch forth Thy healing hand, and make us whole; O bend our stubborn knees to kneel to Thee, Speak but the word and we once more are free. 3 Yea, Lord, we claim the promise of Thy love, Thy love, which can all guilt, all pain remove; Nigh to our souls Thy great salvation bring, Then sickness hath no pang, and death no sting. 4 We hail this pledge in all Thy deeds of grace, As once disease and sorrow fled Thy face, So when that face again unveiled we see, Sickness, and tears, and death no more shall be. 5 Then grant us strength to pray, "Thy kingdom come," When we shall know Thee in Thy Father's home, And at Thy great Epiphany adore The co-eternal Godhead evermore. Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; Holy Ghost Our Comforter Tune Title: [O Lord of health and life, what tongue can tell]

My hope is built on nothing less

Author: Ed. Mote Hymnal: LHPN1913 #236 (1913) Lyrics: 1 My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. On Christ, the solid rock, I stand: All other ground is sinking sand. 2 When clouds and darkness veil His face, I rest on His unchanging grace, In every high and stormy gale My anchor holds within the veil; On Christ, the solid rock, I stand: All other ground is sinking sand. 3 His oath, His covenant, and blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay. On Christ, the solid rock, I stand: All other ground is sinking sand. 4 When He shall come, with trumpet sound, O may I then in Him be found! Clothed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne. On Christ, the solid rock, I stand: All other ground is sinking sand. Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; Hope Tune Title: [My hope is built on nothing less]

Why art thou cast down, my soul?

Author: B. Schmolck; H. A. Brorson Hymnal: LHPN1913 #237 (1913) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Why art thou cast down, my soul? O what mean thy sighs and sadness? Trust in Him who makes thee whole, And thy griefs can turn to gladness,-- Often in the darkest hour He reveals His love and power. 2 On this ground thy anchor cast; Safe thou art, in Christ confiding; All the griefs which here thou hast Are but shadows unabiding. Soon thy cross shall pass away, Joy shall come that lasts for aye. 3 Christ's own way is always good, Christians find this consolation: He who bought thee with His blood, Now stands pledged for thy salvation. Rest upon His sacred word-- That assurance doth afford! 4 Jesus gives us joy and tears, Blesséd be His name forever! When thy way most dark appears, Trust in Him, despond thou never; Weary soul, when sore distressed, Call on Him and be at rest. 5 Surely, narrow is the way To the land of gladness yonder; While on this sad earth we stay, We must here as pilgrims wander, Through the desert we must roam, Till we Canaan reach, our home. 6 Upward, then, my weary soul, Where the crown of life is given! Pressing onward to the goal, I shall win the bliss of heaven; For, O Jesus, I am Thine, Blest am I, for Thou art mine! Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; Cross and Comfort; Hope; Trust in God Tune Title: [Why art thou cast down, my soul?]

Thy will be done

Author: Charlotte Elliott Hymnal: LHPN1913 #238 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.4 First Line: My God and Father, while I stray Lyrics: 1 My God and Father, while I stray Far from my home in life's rough way, O teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done!" 2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot, Let me be still and murmur not, Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, "Thy will be done!" 3 What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved, no longer nigh, Submissive still would I reply, "Thy will be done!" 4 If Thou hast called me to resign What most I prize, it ne'er was mine: I only yield Thee what is Thine: "Thy will be done!" 5 Let but my fainting heart be blest With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest, My God, to Thee I leave the rest,-- "Thy will be done!" 6 Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, "Thy will be done!" 7 Then, when on earth I breathe no more The prayer oft mixed with tears before, I'll sing upon a happier shore, "Thy will be done!" Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; Obedience to God; Submission Tune Title: [My God and Father, while I stray]

There many shall come from the east and the west

Author: M. B. Landstad Hymnal: LHPN1913 #239 (1913) Meter: 11.9.11.9.9 Lyrics: 1 There many shall come from the east and the west And sit at the feast of salvation With Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, the blest, Obeying the Lord's invitation. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 2 But they who have always resisted His grace And on their own virtue depended, Shall then be condemned and cast out from His face, Eternally lost and unfriended. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 3 O may we all hear when our Shepherd doth call, In accents persuasive and tender, That while there is time we make haste one and all And find Him, our mighty defender. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 4 O that we the throng of the ransomed may swell, To whom He hath granted remission. God graciously make us in heaven to dwell And save us from endless perdition. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 5 God grant that I may of His infinite love Remain in His merciful keeping; And sit with the King at His table above, When here in the grace I am sleeping. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 6 All trials are then like a dream that is past, Forgotten all trouble and sorrow; All questions and doubts have been answered at last; Then dawneth eternity's morrow. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 7 The heavens shall ring with an anthem more grand Than ever on earth was recorded; The blest of the Lord shall receive at His hand The crown to the victors awarded. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Epiphany; Heaven Tune Title: [There many shall come from the east and the west]

Though in midst of life we be

Author: M. Luther Hymnal: LHPN1913 #240 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6.6.9.5.6.7.5 Lyrics: 1 Though in midst of life we be, Snares of death surround us: Where shall we for succor flee, Lest our foes confound us? To Thee alone, our Savior! We mourn our grievous sin, which hath Stirred the fire of Thy fierce wrath: Holy and gracious God! Holy and mighty God! Holy and all-merciful Savior! Thou eternal God! Save us, Lord, from sinking In the deep and bitter flood: Have mercy, O Lord! 2 While in midst of death we be, Hell's grim powers o'ertake us: Who from such distress will free, Who secure will make us? Thou only, Lord, canst do it! It moves Thy tender heart to see Our great sin and misery: Holy and gracious God! Holy and mighty God! Holy and all-merciful Savior! Thou eternal God! Let not hell dismay us With its deep and burning flood: Have mercy, O Lord! 3 Into hell's fierce agony Sin doth headlong drive us: Where shall we for succor flee, Who, O who will hide us? Thou only, blessed Savior; Thy precious blood was shed to win Peace and pardon for our sin: Holy and gracious God! Holy and mighty God! Holy and all-merciful Savior! Let us not we pray, From the true faith's comfort Fall in our last need away. Have mercy, O Lord! Topics: The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Epiphany; Afflcition; Trials and Conflicts Tune Title: [Though in midst of life we be]

Why those fears? Behold, 'tis Jesus

Author: A.H. Mann Hymnal: LHPN1913 #241 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Lyrics: 1 Why those fears? Behold, 'tis Jesus Holds the helm and guides the ship: Spread the sails, and catch the breezes Sent to waft us through the deep; To the regions Where the mourners cease to weep. 2 Though the shore we hope to land on Only by report is known, Yet we freely all abandon, Led by that report alone; And with Jesus Through the trackless deep move on. 3 Led by that, we brave the ocean; Led by that, the storms defy; Calm amidst tumultuous motion, Knowing that our Lord in nigh: Waves obey Him, And the storms before Him fly. 4 O what pleasures there await us: There the tempests cease to rear; There it is that those who hate us Can molest our peace no more; Trouble ceases On that tranquil happy shore. Topics: The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Epiphany Tune Title: [Why those fears? Behold, 'tis Jesus]

Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep

Author: G. Thring Hymnal: LHPN1913 #242 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.4 Lyrics: 1 Fierce raged the tempest o’er the deep, Watch did Thine anxious servants keep, But Thou wast wrapped in guileless sleep, Calm and still. 2 "Save, Lord, we perish," was their cry, "O save us in our agony!" Thy word above the storm rose high, "Peace, be still." 3 The wild winds hushed; the angry deep Sank, like a little child, to sleep; The sullen billows ceased to leap, At Thy will. 4 So, when our life is clouded o’er, And storm-winds drift us from the shore, Say, lest we sink to rise no more, "Peace, be still." Topics: The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Epiphany; Afflcition Tune Title: [Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep]