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I Will Sing My Maker's Praises

Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #25 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 I will sing my Maker's praises And in Him most joyful be, For in all things I see traces Of His tender love to me. Nothing else than love could move Him With such sweet and tender care Evermore to raise and bear All who try to serve and love Him. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 2 Yea, so dear did He esteem me That His Son He loved so well He hath given to redeem me From the quenchless flames of hell. O Thou Spring of boundless blessing, How could e'er my feeble mind Of Thy depth the bottom find Tho' my efforts were unceasing? All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 3 All that for my soul is needful He with loving care provides, Nor of that is He unheedful Which my body needs besides. When my strength cannot avail me, When my powers can do no more, Doth my God His strength outpour; In my need He doth not fail me. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 4 When I sleep, He still is near me, O'er me rests His guardian eye; And new gifts and blessings cheer me When the morning streaks the sky. Were it not for God's protection, Had His countenance not been Here my Guide, I had not seen E'er the end of my affliction. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 5 As a father never turneth Wholly from a wayward child, For the prodigal still yearneth, Longing to be reconciled, So my many sins and errors Find a tender, pardoning God, Chastening frailty with His rod, Not, in vengeance, with His terrors. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 6 Since, then, neither change nor coldness In my Father's love can be, Lo! I lift my hands with boldness, As Thy child I come to Thee. Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee, That I may with all my might, All my lifetime, day and night, Love and trust Thee and obey Thee And, when this brief life is o'er, Praise and love Thee evermore. Amen. Topics: Adoration Worship and Praise Scripture: Ephesians 5:19-20 Languages: English Tune Title: SOLLT' ICH MEINEM GOTT

I will sing to my Creator

Author: Rev. Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Hymnal: Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church #28 (1920) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Topics: Christians Blessings of; Creation and Providence; Dependence on God; God Goodness of; God Grace of ; God the Father Languages: English Tune Title: THANSKGIVING (HAMBURG)

Peace be to thy every dwelling

Author: C. A. Pohlman Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #47 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Peace be to thy every dwelling, City by Jehovah blest; Who, His grace to thee revealing Thee preserves in peace and rest. May His presence still attend thee; May'st thou sit by day and night In His shadow with delight; His all-powerful arm defend thee; Prize, O prize, thy lot of grace; Live unto thy Savior's praise. 2 Lord, we fervently implore Thee, That, while pilgrims here below, We may walk in truth before Thee, And in all Thy knowledge grow; Showing forth Thy matchless praises; Thou who, out of sin's dark night, Hast to Thine own marvelous light Called Thy people, O Lord Jesus: Keep and seal us ever Thine, Leave with us Thy peace divine. Topics: Close of Service; Worship in General Close of Service; Church of Christ; Close of Service Tune Title: [Peace be to thy every dwelling]

Shall I not my God be praising

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Hymnal: Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs #51 (1867) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: Shall I not my God be praising, And in Him not joyful be? For in all His works amazing, See I not His care for me? Is it not pure love that filleth, And His faithful heart o’erflows, When He ever cares for those, Who do only what He willeth? All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. As its brood the eagle over, Ever more its wings doth spread. So the Highest aye doth cover With His arms of pow’r my head. In the womb e’en of my mother, When to me He being gave, E’en the life that now I have, Was He then my shield and cover. All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. Not too great a gift He even Deem’d His only Son to be; Him to death hath freely given, Me from fear of hell to free. Oh! Thou spring of boundless blessing, How could e’er my feeble mind Of Thy depth the bottom find, Though my efforts were unceasing? All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. And the Holy Ghost to guide me, Noble Leader! He hath giv’n, That He through the world may lead me, Onward to the gate of heav’n. That my heart He may be filling With th’ unclouded light of faith, That can break the pow’r of death, And hell’s rage hath pow’r of stilling. All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. For my soul’s well-being ever Full provision doth He make, And in ev’ry need deliver, For the body care doth take. When my pow’r, my best endeavour Cometh to extremity, Then my God appears to me, With His might comes to deliver. All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. All the things in earth and heaven, E’en where’er I turn my eye, For my benefit are given, That they may my need supply. All that’s living, all that’s growing, On the hills or in the woods, In the vales or ’neath the floods, God is for my good bestowing. All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. When I sleep, His eye is waking, When I wake, He strength’neth me, Each new morn fresh courage taking, I new love and goodness see. Had my God existed never, Had His face not guided me, From such ills so frequently, None could have deliver’d ever. All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. ’Gainst me many is the weapon, Forg’d by Satan’s enmity, But no real hurt can happen, None hath yet befallen me. God’s own angel whom He sendeth, Wardeth off each deadly blow Aim’d by the untiring foe, Who our ruin thus intendeth. All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. As a father ne’er withdraweth From his child his love away, Though he often evil doeth, And from wisdom’s paths doth stray. So God’s heart towards me moveth, All my sins forgiveth He, Not in vengeance smiteth me, As a Father He reproveth. All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. Ev’ry blow His hand inflicteth, Though the heart with pain it rend, When my heart aright reflecteth, Is a token that my Friend Thinks on me, and tow’rds me yearneth, Me from this ill world would free, That has so entangled me, By the cross to Him me turneth. All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. This I know full well, and never Let it from my mind depart, Christ’s cross hath its limit ever, And at length must cease to smart. When the winter snows are over Lovely summer will appear, Who can hope, from ev’ry fear, And from pain, shall they recover. All things run their course below, God’s love doth for ever flow. In God’s love there is no ending, Ne’er a limit find I there, So my hands to Thee extending, As Thy child, I raise my pray’r. Father! deign Thy grace to give me, That I may with all my might Thee embrace both day and night, All my life may never leave thee, And when life is o’er with me, Love and praise eternally. Languages: English

I will sing my Maker's praises

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #65 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 I will sing my Maker's praises And in Him most joyful be, For in all things I see traces Of His tender love to me. Nothing else than love could move Him, With such sweet and tender care Evermore to raise and bear All who try to serve and love Him. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 2 As an eagle spreadeth over Her young brood her sheltering wings, So the arm of God did cover Me against affliction's stings. He who life and being gave me, Even in my mother's womb, From the cradle to the tomb, He shall ever guard and save me. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 3 Yea, so dear did He esteem me, That His Son He loved so well He hath given to redeem me From the quenchless flames of hell. O Thou Spring of boundless blessing, How could e'er my feeble mind Of Thy depth the bottom find, Though my efforts were unceasing? All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 4 God His Spirit to instruct me In His holy Word hath given, That He safely may conduct me Through this weary world to heaven. He my heart's dark chamber filleth With the clear pure light of faith, Which destroys the power of death, Yea, e'en hell itself it stilleth. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 5 All which for my soul is needful He doth carefully provide, Nor of that is He unheedful Which my body needs beside. When my strength can not avail me, When my powers can do no more, Doth my God His strength outpour, In my need He doth not fail me. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 6 All the hosts of earth and heaven Wheresoe'er I turn mine eye, For my benefit are given, That they may my need supply. All that's living, all that's growing, On the heights or in the woods, In the vales or in the floods, God is for my good bestowing. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 7 When I sleep, He still is near me, O'er me rests His guardian eye; And new gifts and blessings cheer me, When the morning streaks the sky. Were it not for God's protection, Had His countenance not been Here my guide, I had not seen E'er the end of my affliction. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 8 Ah! how often doth the Devil Cause some great calamity! But my life from all such evil Till this moment has been free. For the angel whom God sendeth, Wardeth off each threatening hurt, Every evil doth avert That mine enemy intendeth. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 9 As a father never turneth Wholly from a wayward child, For the prodigal still yearneth, Longing to be reconciled: So my many sins and errors Find a tender pardoning God, Chastening frailty with His rod, Not, in vengeance, with His terrors. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 10 All His strokes 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 by crosses to His fold, From the world that fain would hold Soul and body, would restore me. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 11 On this thought I dwell with pleasure; For it granteth joy and peace. Christ's cross hath its time and measure, And at last will wholly cease. When the winter disappeareth, Lovely summer comes again; Joy is giv'n for woe and pain Who His cross in patience beareth. All things else have but their day, God's great love abides for aye. 12 Since, then, neither change nor coldness In my Father's love can be, Lo! I lift my hands with boldness, As Thy child I come to Thee. Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee, That I may with all my might, All my lifetime, day and night, Love and trust Thee, and obey Thee; And when this brief life is o'er, Praise and love Thee evermore. Topics: Praise Languages: English

Let Us Ever Walk With Jesus

Author: H. Brueckner; S. v. Birken Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #220 (1930) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Let us ever walk with Jesus, Follow His example pure, Flee the world with all its pleasures That to sin the soul allure. Onward let us move as pilgrims, Sojourn here, yet dwell above, That by faith and hope and love We may prove our heav'nly calling. Savior mine, abide with me; Still lead on, I follow Thee. 2 Let us suffer here with Jesus And with patience bear our cross; Joy upon our grief will follow, Gain will be what here is loss; They who now in tears are sowing Yonder shall but laughter reap; God will comfort those we weep, Changing dismal rain to sunshine. I will bear Thy woes with Thee; Jesus, share Thy joys with me. 3 Let us gladly die with Jesus: By His death He conquered death; He the dead will surely quicken And restore to life and breath. Let us mortify, while living, All the carnal lusts within, That by grace we thus may win Life immortal up in heaven. Jesus, unto Thee I die, E'er to live with Thee on high. 4 Let us also live with Jesus: Having risen from the dead, He His own to life will waken; Jesus, since Thou art our Head, We, Thy body's living members, Shall forever live with Thee. Dearest Friend, O let us be Known to Thee as Thy true brethren. Jesus, since I live to Thee, Life eternal grant Thou me. Topics: The Christian Life Consecration Languages: English Tune Title: WALK WITH JESUS

Let Us Ever Walk with Jesus

Author: S. von Birken, 1626-81; J. A. Rimbach, 1871-1941 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #236 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Let us ever walk with Jesus, Follow His example pure, Flee the world, which would deceive us And to sin our souls allure. Ever in His footsteps treading, Body here, yet soul above, Full of faith and hope and love, Let us do the Father's bidding. Faithful Lord, abide with me; Savior, lead, I follow Thee. 2 Let us suffer here with Jesus, To His image e'er conform; Heaven's glory soon will please us, Sunshine follow on the storm. Though we sow in tears of sorrow, We shall reap with heav'nly joy; And the fears that now annoy Shall be laughter on the morrow. Christ, I suffer here with Thee; There, oh, share Thy joy with me! 3 Let us also die with Jesus. His death from the second death, From our soul's destruction, frees us, Quickens us with life's glad breath. Let us mortify, while living, Flesh and blood and die to sin; And the grave that shuts us in Shall but prove the gate to heaven. Jesus, here I die to Thee There to live eternally. 4 Let us gladly live with Jesus; Since He's risen from the dead, Death and grave must soon release us. Jesus, Thou art now our Head, We are truly Thine own members; Where Thou livest, there live we. Take and own us constantly, Faithful Friend, as Thy dear brethren. Jesus, here I live to Thee, Also there eternally. Topics: Mercy of God; Quinquagesima Languages: English Tune Title: LASSET UNS MIT JESU ZIEHEN

I Will Sing My Maker's Praises

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #253 (1993) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 First Line: I will sing my Maker's praise Lyrics: 1 I will sing my Maker's praises And in him most joyful be, For in all things I see traces Of his tender love for me. Nothing else than love could move him With such deep and tender care Evermore to raise and bear All who try to serve and love him. All things else have but their day; God's great love abides for aye. 2 He so cared for and esteemed me That the Son he loved so well He has given to redeem me From the quenchless flames of hell. O my Lord, the Spring of blessing, Could somehow my finite mind Of your love the limit find, Though my efforts were unceasing? All things else have but their day; God's great love abides for aye. 3 All that for my soul is needful He with loving care provides, Nor of that is he unheedful Which my body needs besides. When my strength cannot avail me, When my pow'rs can do no more, Then will God his strength outpour; In my need he will not fail me. All things else have but their day; God's great love abides for aye. 4 Since there's neither change nor coldness In God's love that on me smiled, I now lift my hands in boldness, Coming to you as your child. Grant me grace, O God, I pray you, That I may with all my might, All my lifetime, day and night, Love and trust you and obey you And, when this brief life is o'er, Praise and love you evermore. Topics: Worship and Praise; Worship and Praise Languages: English Tune Title: SOLLT ICH MEINEM GOTT NICHT SINGEN

Lord and Savior, Do You Hear Us

Author: Carol Geisler, b. 1953 Hymnal: One and All Rejoice #284 (2020) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Topics: Trust Languages: English Tune Title: PATIENTLY ENDURING

Let us ever walk with Jesus

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #333 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Let us ever walk with Jesus, Follow His example pure, Flee the world, that would deceive us And to sin our soul allure. Ever in His footsteps treading, Body here, yet soul above, Full of faith and hope and love, Let us do the Father's bidding. Faithful Lord, abide with me, Savior, lead, I follow Thee. 2 Let us suffer here with Jesus, To His image e'er conform; Heaven's glory soon will please us, Sunshine follow on the storm. Having sown in tears, in gladness We shall reap. With patient cheer. Let us hope and, void of fear, Bide the turning of our sadness. Christ, I suffer here with Thee, There, oh, share Thy joy with me! 3 Let us also die with Jesus. His death from the second death, From our soul's destruction, frees us, Quickens us with life's glad breath. Let us mortify, while living, Flesh and blood, and die to sin; And the grave that shuts us in Shall but prove the gate to heaven. Jesus, here I die to Thee, There to live eternally. 4 Let us also live with Jesus; Since He's risen from the dead, Must the conquered grave release us. Jesus, Thou art now our Head, We Thy body's cherished members, Where Thou livest, live shall we; Own us evermore to be, Dearest Friend, Thy loved brethren. Jesus, here I live to Thee, Yonder, too, eternally. Topics: Sanctification Languages: English