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As after the water-brooks panteth

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: LHPN1913 #453 (1913) Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.9.8 Lyrics: 1 As after the water-brooks panteth The hart, when it sinks in the chase, So thirsteth my soul, as it fainteth, For Thee, O my God, and thy grace; For Thou art the fount everliving, Who unto the thirsty art giving The water of life that I need. 2 By day and by night in her anguish My soul is lamenting in woe: O Lord, in my grief I must languish, No counsel, no help do I know; When shall I Thy mercy awaken? When shall I, the poor and forsaken, Before Thee appear, O my God? 3 Great fears now my bosom are rending, For near the abyss I am brought, My way on the brink I am wending, My journey with peril is fraught; I faint, I see terrors appalling, And into the deep I am falling- O hearken, O Lord, to my cries! 4 Thou, Thou art my rock of salvation, My house I have built upon Thee; O if Thou shouldst fail as foundation, My ruin it surely would be; Lord, deep unto deep now is calling, Thy waves and Thy billows appalling Arise to go over my soul. 6 When others sing anthems of gladness, And offer thanksgiving and praise, I sit in the gloom of my sadness And hear not the anthems they raise; My song is the voice of my sighing, The festal days pass in my crying-- I languish in grief and in woe. 6 Why art thou disquiet within me? Why art thou cast down, O my soul? Confide in thy God, let Him win thee! Still hope in thy God, Him extol! For surely once dawneth a morrow, When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow, Thou praises shalt sing to thy God. 7 His light and His truth, they shall lead me In peace to His temple at last; I rest on His word, He will speed me, And conflict and sorrow are past; Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him, With heart and with voice will I praise Him-- My health and my life and my God. Topics: The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; Cross and Comfort Tune Title: [As after the water brooks panteth]
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Through all the changing scenes of life

Author: Tate and Brady Hymnal: LHPN1913 #454 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of His deliverance I will boast, Till all that are distressed, From mine example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. 3 O magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt His name; When in distress to Him I called, He to my rescue came. 4 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just; Deliverance He affords to all Who on His succour trust. 5 O make but trial of His love, Experience will decide How blest they are, and only they, Who in His truth confide. 6 Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear: Make you His service your delight, Your wants shall be His care. Topics: The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; Providence Tune Title: [Through all the changing scenes of life]
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Blessed is the man that never

Author: P. Gerhardt; M. B. Landstad Hymnal: LHPN1913 #455 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Blessed is the man that never Doth in godless counsel meet; Nor in sinners' way stands ever, Nor sits in the scorner's seat, But on God's all-perfect law Meditates with holy awe; Day and night he delves for treasure In the Word--'tis all his pleasure. 2 As a tree that has been planted By the flowing waters fair, In its season e'er is granted Fruits and foliage to bear, So is he, the righteous, seen Ever fruitful, ever green, And his leaf shall wither never, All he does shall prosper ever. 3 To the wicked 'tis not given Such a happy lot to share; As the chaff by wind is driven So shall the ungodly fare; They in judgment shall not stand, Nor be in the righteous band: These the Lord forsaketh never, Those shall be cast off forever. 4 For the Lord His people knoweth, His pure eyes behold their way, And the blessing He bestoweth Is their heritage for aye: But the wicked ever tend To their doom and to their end: God will all the righteous cherish, But the wicked ones shall perish. Topics: The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; Law of God Tune Title: [Blessed is the man that never]
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My faith looks up to Thee

Author: R. Palmer Hymnal: LHPN1913 #456 (1913) Meter: 6.6.4.6.6.6.4 Lyrics: 1 My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Savior divine; Now hear me while I pray; Take all my guilt away; O let me from this day Be wholly Thine. 2 May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire; As Thou hast died for me, O may my love to Thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire. 3 While life's dark maze I tread And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside. 4 When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll; Blest Savior, then, in love, Fear and distrust remove; O bear me safe above-- A ransomed soul! Topics: The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; Children's Services; Rédemption Tune Title: [My faith looks up to Thee]
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O God, Thou faithful God

Author: J. Heermann Hymnal: LHPN1913 #457 (1913) Meter: 6.7.6.7.6.6.6.6 Lyrics: 1 O God, Thou faithful God, Thou fountain ever flowing, Without whom nothing is, All perfect gifts bestowing; A pure and healthy frame O give me, and within A conscience free from blame, A soul unhurt by sin. 2 And grant me, Lord, to do With ready heart and willing, Whate'er Thou shalt command, My calling here fulfilling; To do it when I ought, With all my strength, and bless The work I thus have wrought, For Thou must give success. 3 And let me promise naught But I can keep it truly, Abstain from idle words, And guard my lips still duly; And grant, when in my place I must and ought to speak, My words due power and grace; Nor let me wound the weak. 4 If dangers gather round, Still keep me calm and fearless; Help me to bear the cross When life is dark and cheerless; To overcome my foe With words and actions kind: When counsel I would know, Good counsel let me find. 5 And let me be with all In peace and friendship living, As far as Christians may; And if Thou aught art giving Of wealth and honors fair, That naught be mingled there Of goods unjustly got. 6 And if a longer life Be here on earth decreed me, And Thou through many a strife To age at last wilt lead me, Thy patience on me shed. Avert all sin and shame, And crown my hoary head With pure untarnished fame. 7 Let nothing that may chance, Me from my Savior sever; And, dying with Him, take My soul to Thee for ever; And let my body have A little space to sleep Beside my fathers' grave, And friends that o'er it weep. 8 And when the end is come And all the dead are waking, O reach me down Thy hand, Thyself my slumbers breaking; Then let me hear Thy voice, And change this earthly frame, And bid me aye rejoice With those who love Thy name. Topics: The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; Sanctification Tune Title: [O God, Thou faithful God]
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Children of the heavenly King

Author: J. Cennick Hymnal: LHPN1913 #458 (1913) Lyrics: 1 Children of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing; Sing your Savior's worthy praise, Glorious in His works and ways. 2 We are traveling home to God, In the way the fathers trod: They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light, Zion's city is in sight: There our endless home shall be, There our Lord we soon shall see. 4 Fear not, brethren; joyful stand On the borders of your land; Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, Bids you undismayed go on. 5 Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below; Only thou our leader be, And we will still follow Thee. Topics: The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; Pilgrimage Tune Title: [Children of the heavenly King]
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O Love divine, how sweet Thou art!

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: LHPN1913 #459 (1913) Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O Love divine, how sweet Thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by Thee! I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. 2 Stronger His love than death or hell; Its reaches are unsearchable; The first-born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see, They cannot reach the mystery, The length, and breadth, and height. 3 God only knows the love of God: O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part. 4 O that I could for ever sit With Mary at the Master’s feet! Be this my happy choice: My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, To hear the Bridegroom’s voice! Topics: The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; God Loving Tune Title: [O Love divine, how sweet Thou art!]
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In holy contemplation

Author: William Cowper Hymnal: LHPN1913 #460 (1913) Lyrics: 1 In holy contemplation We sweetly now pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new. Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say, Let the unknown tomorrow Bring with it what it may. 2 It can bring with it nothing, But He will bear us through; Who gives the lilies clothing Will clothe His people too. Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed; And He who feeds the ravens Will give His children bread. 3 Though vine nor fig tree neither Their wonted fruit should bear; Though all the field should wither, Nor flocks nor herds be there: Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice; For while in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice. Topics: The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; Providence Tune Title: [In holy contemplation]
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Jesus, I long for Thy blessed communion

Author: P. J. Hygom; Anon. Hymnal: LHPN1913 #461 (1913) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, I long for Thy blessed communion, Yearning for Thee fills my heart and my mind; Draw me from all that would hinder our union, May I to Thee, my beginning, be joined; Show me more clearly my hopeless condition; Show me the depth of corruption in me, So that my nature may die in contrition, And that my spirit may live unto Thee! 2 Mightily strengthen my spirit within me, That I may learn what Thy Spirit can do; O take Thou captive each passion and win me, Lead Thou and guide me my whole journey through! All that I am and possess I surrender, If Thou alone in my spirit mayst dwell, Everything yield Thee, O Savior most tender, Thou, only Thou, canst my sadness dispel. 3 O that I only might learn consecration, Make full surrender of heart day by day! O that my Jesus might be my sole portion, I am, alas! all too far, far away. Jesus, whose voice full of love's gentle warning, Gladly I follow, O give me Thy hand, That in pure holiness, faith's bright adorning, Like a true Christian I walk to the end. 4 Jesus, O hear Thou Thy dove's gentle cooing! Shepherd, go seek the lost, wandering lamb! Thou, who hast won me by love's tender wooing, Cleanse Thou my heart from its sin and its shame. May I not be like a sepulchre whited, Fair and all beautiful outside alone: But may Thy law in my heart be indited, That in full truth I may call me thine own. 5 Jesus, when shall I find rest in the haven? Heavy the burden, remove it from me! When shall I see Thee, my Savior, in heaven? Rise, Lord, and quiet the wild troubled sea! O loving Jesus, show mercy right speedy; Hide not Thy countenance always from me; Thou, purest wealth of the inwardly needy; Fill Thou my heart, precious Savior, with Thee. 6 Jesus, my love let not go unrequited: See my poor soul growing weary, O Lord. Let us, Immanuel, now be united, When Thou art with me, my soul is restored. Once Thou didst say, "They will hunger and perish, If I permit them to go on their way;" Love everlasting! Refuse not to nourish Souls that are hungering for fragments today. 7 Merciful Jesus, now hear how I bind Thee To the sure pledge of Thy covenant word: "Ask, and receive: when ye seek, ye shall find me;" Thus have Thy lips, ever faithful, averred. I with the woman of Canaan unresting, Cry after Thee till my longing is stilled, Till Thou shalt add, my petitions attesting, "Amen, yea, amen: it be as thou wilt!" Topics: The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Tune Title: [Jesus, I long for Thy blessed communion]
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Heaven is my home

Author: Thomas R. Taylor Hymnal: LHPN1913 #462 (1913) Meter: 6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4 First Line: I'm but a stranger here Lyrics: 1 I'm but a stranger here, Heaven is my home; Earth is a desert drear; Heaven is my home. Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand, Heaven is my fatherland, Heaven is my home. 2 What though the tempest rage? Heaven is my home; Short is my pilgrimage, Heaven is my home; And time's wild wintry blast Soon shall be overpast, I shall reach home at last; Heaven is my home. 3 There at my Savior's side, Heaven is my home; I shall be glorified, Heaven is my home; There are the good and blest, Those I love most and best, Grant me with them to rest; Heaven is my home. 4 Therefore I murmur not, Heaven is my home; Whate'er my earthly lot, Heaven is my home. And I shall surely stand There at my Lord's right hand, Heaven is my fatherland: Heaven is my home! Topics: The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; Heavenly Mind; Pilgrimage Tune Title: [I'm but a stranger here]

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