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God calling yet!--shall I not hear?

Author: G. Tersteegen Hymnal: LHPN1913 #433 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 God calling yet!--shall I not hear? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? Shall life's swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumbers lie? 2 God calling yet!--shall I not rise? Can I His loving voice despise, And basely His kind care repay? He calls me still; can I delay? 3 God calling yet! and shall He knock And I my heart the closer lock? He still is waiting to receive, And shall I dare His Spirit grieve? 4 God calling yet!--and shall I give No heed, but still in bondage live? I wait, but He does not forsake; He calls me still: My heart, awake! 5 Ah, yield Him all: in Him confide: Where but with Him doth peace abide? Break loose, let earthly bonds be riven, And let the spirit rise to heaven! 6 God calling yet!--I cannot stay; My heart I yield without delay; Vain world, farewell! from thee I part; The voice of God hath reached my heart! Topics: The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; Invitation Tune Title: [God calling yet! shall I not hear?]

Thy love, O gracious Lord and God

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: LHPN1913 #434 (1913) Lyrics: 1 Thy love, O gracious Lord and God, All other loves excelling, Attunes my heart to sweet accord, And passes power of telling; For when Thy wondrous love I see, My heart yields glad submission; I love Thee for Thy love to me In my poor, lost condition. 2 Yea, Thou hast loved our fallen race, And rather than condemn us, Cast out and banish from Thy face, Thine only Son didst send us; Who died upon the cross, that we Should all be saved for ever; Hence Jesus also died for me, My soul, forget it never. 3 Thy love, O God, embraces all, And Jesus' merits cover The guilt of all, both great and small, The world of sinners over. Thy Spirit doth Thy light afford To all who will receive it, And from Thy knowledge bars Thy word No soul who will believe it. 4 But what hath moved Thee, gracious Lord? Why is Thine heart still yearning, Since the great world rejects Thy word, Thy love and mercy spurning? For men go on in sin each day In carnal-minded blindness, And O how few Thy call obey And heed Thy lovingkindness! 5 In us no beauty Thou couldst see, And no intrinsic merit; We all were poor--but misery And sin we did inherit. We wandered each a different path, And in our lost condition, By nature children of His wrath, Whom sin doomed to perdition. 6 Our virtues and our own good deeds With God cannot avail us; With these the enemy misleads, Such righteousness shall fail us; Our will and strength and soul are dead In evil inclination; Christ Jesus has the ransom paid, And gained for us salvation. 7 O gracious God, Thy loving heart Was full of sweet compassion; And felt our woe and desperate smart, And planned our restoration; Thy grace and justice found a way To save us from death's horror; And everlasting judgment stay, And give us joy for sorrow. 8 On Christ, the rock, I'm anchored fast, By faith in Him remaining; I'll weather every stormy blast, My peace of soul retaining; On Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, My ever firm foundation, Until the harbor bar is crossed, And I see God's salvation. 9 O Jesus, at my dying breath Hold Thou my hand securely, And may I in a living faith Hold fast to Thee most surely; That my last prayer to Thee may rise, My soul to Thee commending, And I shall find in Paradise The joys of life unending. Topics: The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; God Loving; Grâce; Love Of God Tune Title: [Thy love, O gracious Lord and God]

O come, if sinner be thy name

Author: L. F. F. Lehr Hymnal: LHPN1913 #435 (1913) Meter: 8.9.8.9.8.8.9.9.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O come, if sinner be thy name, And sin's sore burden thou art feeling, To Him who never put to shame The suppliant at His footstool kneeling, Why wilt thou gloom for glory choose, And His free gift of life refuse? Wilt thou file bondage love for ever, When He proclaims the word, Deliver? Ah! cease thy dearest friend to grieve, My Savior sinners doth receive. 2 Come, heavy laden, bending low, Come as thou canst, to him returning; If 'neath the weight thou'rt weak and slow, Yet creep,--who found Him any spurning? Fear not, His heart in love doth beat; If thou art slow, He hastes to meet. Long hath He called with warm entreaty; His soul doth melt in deepest pity: So come, poor worm, this may relieve, My Savior sinners doth receive. 3 Say not: My sins are crimson dyed, I've scorned His mercy's richest treasure, His call I've mocked, His threats defied, Now wrath is mine in fullest measure. Go seek Him, if thy heart be bent, And earnestly its sin repent, His grace o'ersteps guilt's every mountain, And opens free the cleansing fountain. Hope on,--this word can all retrieve, My Savior sinners doth receive. 4 Yet say not: I may still delay, Taste of sin's joy, and be forgiven, God will not yet this very day Close the wide gate of grace and heaven. His gift He offers; hasten thou With both thy hands and seize it now; He who drams on, by sin deluded, Will find himself at last excluded: Burst now the net thy foe doth weave, Now Jesus sinners doth receive. 5 Friend of the sinner, in Thy grace, Teach us to seek Thy succor speedy; Reveal to anxious souls Thy face, To us, to all the poor and needy. When conscience feels sin's bitter smart, Show us Thy pierced and open heart; When anguish on our soul is preying, Let us not stand, in doubt delaying; Let each one say: Lord, I believe; 'Tis done--me Jesus doth receive. Topics: The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; Invitation Tune Title: [O come, if sinner be thy name]

I will sing my Maker's praises

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: LHPN1913 #436 (1913) Lyrics: 1 I will sing my Maker's praises, And in Him most joyful be, For in all things I see traces Of the good He meaneth me: Nothing else but love could move Him With such sweet and tender care All who try to serve and love Him. Evermore to raise and bear. 2 Yea, so dear doth He esteem me, That His Son He loves so well He hath given to redeem me From the quenchless flames of hell; Well of life that springeth ever! Sea of love that hath no ground! Fruitless were my best endeavor Depth of love like thine to sound. 3 All which for my soul is needful He will carefully provide, Nor of that is He unheedful Which my body needs besides: When my strength cannot avail me-- At the best a broken reed-- God appears; He will not fail me In the time of utmost need. 4 As a father ne'er removeth All his love for some lost child, But the prodigal still loveth, Yearning to be reconciled; So my many sins and errors Find a tender pardoning God, Who doth not with penal terrors Chasten them, but with the rod. 5 All His blows and scourges truly For the moment grievous prove, And yet, when I weigh them duly, Are but tokens of His love; Proofs that He is watching o'er me, And would, by the cross and rod, From this wicked world restore me To my Father and my God. 6 Since then neither change nor coldness In His precious love can be, Lo! I lift my hands with boldness, As a child I come to Thee. Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee, That I may with all my might, Love and trust Thee and obey Thee Till I reach the realms of light. Topics: The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; God Loving Tune Title: [I will sing my Maker's praises]

O blessed Sun, whose splendor

Author: Richard Massie; Carl Johann Philipp Spitta Hymnal: LHPN1913 #437 (1913) Lyrics: 1 O blessed Sun, whose splendor Dispels the shades of night; O Jesus, my defender, My soul's supreme delight,-- Though fortune should bereave me Of all I love the best, If Thou Thy love still leave me, I freely give the rest. 2 I know no life divided, O Lord of life, from Thee; In Thee is life provided For all mankind and me; I know no death, O Jesus, Because I live in Thee; Thy death it is which frees us From death eternally. 3 I fear no tribulation, Since, whatsoe'er it be, It makes no separation Between my Lord and me. If Thou, my God, my teacher, Vouchsafe to be my own, Though poor, I shall be richer Than monarch on his throne. 4 If, while on earth I wander, My heart is light and blest, Ah, what shall I be yonder, In perfect peace and rest? O blessed thought in dying, We go to meet the Lord, Where there shall be no sighing, A kingdom our reward. Topics: The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; Abiding in Christ Tune Title: [O blessed Sun, whose splendor]

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish

Author: T. Moore; T. Hastings Hymnal: LHPN1913 #438 (1913) Lyrics: 1 Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure, Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure. 3 Here see the bread of Life, see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above; Come to the feast of love, come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove. Topics: The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; Invitation Tune Title: [Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish]

I lay my sins on Jesus

Author: H. Bonar Hymnal: LHPN1913 #439 (1913) Lyrics: 1 I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursed load. I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in His blood most precious, Till not a stain remains. 2 I lay my wants on Jesus: All fullness dwells in Him; He heals all my diseases, He doth my soul redeem: I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares; He from them all releases, He all my sorrows shares. 3 I rest my soul on Jesus, This weary soul of mine; His right hand me embraces, I on His breast recline: I love the name of Jesus, Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; Like fragrance on the breezes His name abroad is poured. 4 I long to be like Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild; I long to be like Jesus, The Father's holy Child: I long to be with Jesus, Amid the heavenly throng, To sing with saints His praises, To learn the angels' song. Topics: The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; Justification Tune Title: [I lay my sins on Jesus]

All that I was, my sin, my guilt

Author: H. Bonar Hymnal: LHPN1913 #440 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 All that I was, my sin, my guilt, My death, was all my own; All that I am, I owe to Thee, My gracious God, alone. 2 The evil of my former state Was mine, and only mine; The good in which I now rejoice Is Thine, and only Thine. 3 The darkness of my former state, The bondage, all was mine; The light of life in which I walk, The liberty, is Thine. 4 Thy grace first made me feel my sin, It taught me to believe; Then in believing, peace I found, And now I live, I live. 5 All that I am, e'en here on earth, All that I hope to be When Jesus comes and glory dawns, I owe it, Lord, to Thee. Topics: The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; Grâce Tune Title: [All that I was, my sin, my guilt]

With broken heart and contrite sigh

Author: Cornelius Elven Hymnal: LHPN1913 #441 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 With broken heart and contrite sigh, A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry: Thy pardoning grace is rich and free; O God, be merciful to me. 2 I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscience guilt oppressed; Christ and His cross my only plea: O God, be merciful to me. 3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes, Nor dare uplift them to the skies; But Thou dost all my anguish see: O God, be merciful to me. 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, Can for a single sin atone; To Calvary alone I flee: O God, be merciful to me. 5 And when, redeemed from sin and hell, With all the ransomed throng I dwell, My raptured song shall ever be, God has been merciful to me. Topics: The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; Confession of Sin; Repentance Tune Title: [With broken heart and contrite sigh]

Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat

Author: J. Newton Hymnal: LHPN1913 #442 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before His feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh; Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, And such, O Lord, am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By wars without and fears within, I come to Thee for rest. 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, That, sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, Thou hast died. 5 O wondrous love, to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious name! Topics: The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; Confession of Sin; Grâce Tune Title: [Approach, my soul, the mercy seat]