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Awake, my heart, with gladness

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #88 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 AWAKE, my heart, with gladness, See what to-day is done! Now after gloom and sadness Comes forth the glorious Sun! My Saviour there was laid Where our bed must be made, When to the realms of light Our spirit wings its flight. 2 They in the grave did sink Him, The foe held jubilee; Before he can bethink him, Lo! Christ again is free, And "Victory!" He cries, He waveth tow'rd the skies His banner, for the field Is by the Hero held. 3 Upon the grave is standing The Hero, looking round; The foe, no more withstanding, His weapons on the ground Throws down, his hellish power To Christ he must give o'er, And to the Victor's bands Must yield his feet and hands. 4 This is a sight that gladdens And fills my heart with glee; Now, naughtsoever saddens My soul, nor takes from me My trust or fortitude, Or any precious good Which by His victory My Saviour gained for me. 5 Hell and its prince, the Devil, They of their power are shorn, I now am safe from evil, And sin I laugh to scorn; Grim death with all its might Cannot my soul affright; He is a powerless form, Howe’er he rage and storm. 6 The world against me rageth, Its fury I disdain; Thought bitter war it wageth, Its work is all in vain. No trouble troubles me, My heart from care is free, Misfortune now is play, And night is bright as day. 7 I cleave now and forever To Christ, a member true; My Head will leave me never, Whate’er He passeth through; He treads the world beneath His feet, and conquers death And hell, and breaks sin's thrall I'm with Him through it all. 8 To glory He ascendeth, I follow Him fore'er, For Christ, my Head, defendeth His member from all care: No enemy I fear, Because my Head is near; My Saviour is my Shield, By Him all rage is stilled. 9 He brings me to the portal That opens into bliss, Where graved in words immortal this golden scripture is: "Who there are scorned with me, Here with me crowned shall be; Who there with me shall die, Shall here be raised as I!" Topics: Easter Languages: English

All glory, laud, and honor

Author: John M. Neale; St. Theodulph 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 #90 (1894) Meter: 7.6 First Line: All glory, laud, and honor Lyrics: 1 All glory, laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 2 Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comest, The King and blessèd One. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 3 The company of angels Are praising Thee on high; And mortal men, and all things Created, make reply. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 4 The people of the Hebrews With palms before Thee went: Our prayers and praise and anthems Before Thee we present. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 5 To Thee before Thy Passion They sang their hymns of praise: To Thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 6 Thou didst accept their praises; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [All glory, laud, and honor]

Sometimes a light surprises

Hymnal: The Christian Lyre #93a (1832) Meter: 7.6 Tune Title: LIGHT

Sometimes a light surprises

Hymnal: The Christian Lyre #93a (1831) Meter: 7.6 Languages: English Tune Title: LIGHT

Vain, delusive world, adieu

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #102 (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1. Vain, delusive world, adieu, With all of creature good; Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with his blood; All thy pleasures I forego; I trample on thy wealth and pride; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 2. Other knowledge I disdain, 'Tis all but vanity; Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, He tasted death for me: Me to save from endless woe The sin atoning Victim died; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 3. Here will I set up my rest; My fluctuating heart From the haven of his breast Shall nevermore depart; Whither should a sinner go? His wounds for me stand open wide; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 4. Him to know is life and peace, And pleasure without end; This is all my happiness, On Jesus to depend; Daily in his grace to grow, And ever in his faith abide; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 5. O that I could all invite, This saving truth to prove; Show the length, the breadth, the height, And depth of Jesus' love! Fain I would to sinners show The blood by faith alone applied; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. Languages: English Tune Title: DELIGHT [1]

Lo! God to heaven ascendeth!

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #103 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 LO! God to heaven ascendeth! Throughout its regions vast With shouts triumphant blendeth The trumpet's thrilling blast: Sing praise to Christ the Lord, Sing praise with exultation, King of each heathen nation! The God of hosts adored! 2 With joy is heaven resounding, Christ's glad return to see; Behold the saints surrounding The Lord who set them free: Bright myriads thronging come; The cherub band rejoices, And loud seraphic voices Welcome Messiah home. 3 No more the way is hidden, Since Christ, our Head, arose: No more to man forbidden The road to heaven that goes. Our Lord is gone before, Yet here He will not leave us, In heaven He'll soon receive us; He opens wide the door. 4 Christ is our place preparing, To heaven we, too, shall rise, And, joys angelic sharing, Be where our Treasure lies, There may each heart be found! Where Jesus Christ has entered, There let our hopes be centered, Our course still heavenward bound! 5 May we, His servants, thither In heart and mind ascend; And let us sing together: "We seek Thee, Christ our Friend, Thee, God's anointed Son, Our Life, and Way to heaven, To whom all power is given, Our Joy, and Hope, and Crown!" 6 Farewell with all thy treasures, O world, to falsehood given! Thy dross gives no true pleasures; We seek the joys of heaven: The Saviour is our Prize; He comforts us in sadness, And fills our hearts with gladness; To Him we lift our eyes. 7 When, on our vision dawning, Will break the wished-for hour Of that all-glorious morning, When Christ shall come with power? O come, thou welcome day! When we, our Saviour meeting, His second advent greeting, Shall hail the heaven-sent ray. Topics: Ascension Languages: English

Shall men pretend to pleasure

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #106b (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1. Shall men pretend to pleasure, Who never knew the Lord? Can all the worldling's treasure True peace of mind afford? They may obtain this jewel, In what their hearts desire, When they, by adding fuel, Can quench the flame of fire. Languages: English Tune Title: PACOLET

From Greenland's icy mountains

Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #111 (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1. From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand: From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2. What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile? In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. 3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny? Salvation! O salvation! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name. 4. Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole: Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN