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Like The Golden Sun Ascending

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #115 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending, Breaking through the gloom of night, On the earth his glory spending, So the darkness takes to flight; Thus my Jesus from the grave And death's dismal, dreadful cave, Rose triumphant Easter morning, At the early purple dawning. 2 Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious! Thanks to Thee, O Lord of life! Death hath now no power o'er us, Thou hast conquered in the strife; Thanks because Thou didst arise, And hast opened Paradise! None can fully sing the glory Of the resurrection story. 3 For my heart finds consolation, And my fainting soul grows brave, When I stand in contemplation At Thy dark and dismal grave; When I see where Thou didst sleep In death's dungeon dark and deep, Yet didst break all bands asunder, Must I not rejoice and wonder? 4 Thou hast died for my transgression, All my sins on Thee were laid; Thou hast won for me salvation, On the cross my debt was paid; From the grave I shall arise, And shall meet Thee in the skies; Death itself is transitory, I shall lift my head in glory. 5 Satan's arrows all lie broken, Death and hell have met their doom; Christ, Thy rising is the token: Thou hast triumphed o'er the tomb; Thou hast buried all my woe, And my cup doth overflow; By Thy resurrection glorious I shall wave my palms victorious. 6 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior, And Thy Holy Spirit send, That my walk and my behavior May be pleasing to the end; That I may not fall again Into death's grim pit and pain, Whence by grace Thou hast retrieved me And from which Thou hast relieved me. Languages: English Tune Title: [Like the golden sun ascending]

Christians, Who With Sorrow

Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #116 (1927) Meter: 6.6.5.6.6.5.3.4.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Christians, who with sorrow On this Easter morrow Watch the Savior’s tomb, Banish all your sadness, On this day of gladness Joy must conquer gloom. Christ this hour With mighty pow'r Crush'd the foe who would detain Him; Nothing could restrain Him. 2 Rise, ye feeble-hearted, Who have pin'd and smarted, Vex'd by sin and dread, He has broke the prison And with might arisen, Jesus, Who was dead. And His bride For whom He died Now from sin and death He raises, Hence, give Him your praises! 3 When thy sins aggrieve thee, Jesus will receive thee, All thy debt He paid. We who were transgressors Are now blest possessors Of His grace and aid. When in death He gave His breath To the cruel foe He yielded That we should be shielded. 4 Earth! where are thy wonders! Hell, where are thy thunders! Death, where is thy sting! Jesus rose victor'ous, Reigns forever glorious As our Lord and King. Him, the Lord, Who did accord Us so great a joy and favor, We will praise forever. Languages: English Tune Title: [Christians, who with sorrow]

Christians, Who With Sorrow

Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #116 (1928) Meter: 6.6.5.6.6.5.3.4.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Christians, who with sorrow On this Easter morrow Watch the Savior’s tomb, Banish all your sadness, On this day of gladness Joy must vanquish gloom. Christ this hour With mighty power Crushed the foe who would detain Him; Nothing could restrain Him. 2 Rise, ye feeble-hearted, Who have pined and smarted, Vexed by sin and dread. He has broke the prison And with might arisen, Jesus, Who was dead. And His bride For whom He died Now from sin and death He raises, Hence, give Him your praises! 3 When our sins aggrieve thee, Jesus will receive thee, All thy debt He paid. We who were transgressors Are now blest possessors Of His grace and aid. When in death He gave His breath To the cruel foe He yielded That we should be shielded. 4 Earth! where are thy wonders! Hell, where are thy thunders! Death, where is thy sting! Jesus rose victorious Reigns forever glorious As our Lord and King. Him, the Lord, Who did accord Us so great a joy and favor, We will praise forever. Languages: English Tune Title: [Christians, who with sorrow]

Golden Harps are Sounding

Author: Frances R. Havergal Hymnal: Concordia #88 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Refrain First Line: All his work is ended, joyfully we sing Lyrics: 1 Golden harps are sounding, Angel-voices ring, Pearly gates are opened, Opened for the King. Christ, the King of Glory, Jesus, King of love, Is gone up in triumph To His throne above. Chorus: All His work is ended; Joyfully we sing. Jesus hath ascended, Glory to our King! 2 He who came to save us, He who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory, At His Father’s side. Never more to suffer, Never more to die; Jesus, King of glory, Is gone up on high. [Chorus] 3 Pleading for His children In that blessed place, Calling them to glory, Sending them His grace, His bright home preparing, Faithful ones, for you, Jesus ever liveth, Ever loveth, too. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: HERMAS

Holy Spirit, Faithful Guide

Author: Marcus M. Wells Hymnal: Concordia #93 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Holy Spirit, faithful guide, Ever near the Christian’s side, Gently lead us by the hand, Pilgrims in a desert land; Weary souls fore’er rejoice, While they hear that sweetest voice Whisp'ring softly, “Wanderer come! Follow me, I’ll guide thee home." 2 Ever present, truest Friend, Ever near Thine aid to lend, Leave us not to doubt and fear, Groping on in darkness drear; When the storms are raging sore, Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o’er, Whisp'ring softly, “Wanderer come! Follow me, I’ll guide thee home.” 3 When our days of toil shall cease, Waiting still for sweet release, Nothing left but heaven and prayer, Wond'ring if our names were there; Wading deep the dismal flood, Pleading naught but Jesus’ blood; Whisp'ring softly, “Wanderer come! Follow me, I’ll guide thee home.” Languages: English Tune Title: GUIDE

On my heart imprint Thine image

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #102 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: On my heart imprint Thine image, Blessed Jesus, King of grace, That life's riches, cares, and pleasures, Have no power Thee to efface; This the superscription be: Jesus, crucified for me, Is my life, my hope's foundation, And my glory and salvation. Languages: English Tune Title: [On my heart imprint Thine image]

On my heart imprint Thine image

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #102 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: On my heart imprint Thine image, Blessed Jesus, King of grace, That life's riches, cares, and pleasures, Have no power Thee to efface; This the superscription be: Jesus, crucified for me, Is my life, my hope's foundation, And my glory and salvation. Languages: English

Rise, Hero Bold, From Calvary!

Author: Johannes Ewald Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #104 (1927) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Rise, Hero bold, from Calvary! Lift high Thy blood-stain'd shield, That sin and death, assailing me, May to Thy weapons yield! 2 Now wield in wrath Thy gleaming sword, Smite foes defying Thee! Dispel the dark, infernal horde From Christendom and me. 3 Safe in Thy hand, shall death no more With gloom my heart dismay; Serenely views from life's bright shore My soul its shatter'd clay. Languages: English Tune Title: [Rise, Hero bold, from Calvary]

Rise, Hero Bold, From Calvary!

Author: Johannes Ewald Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #104 (1928) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Rise, Hero bold, from Calvary! Lift high Thy blood-stained shield, That sin and death, assailing me, May to Thy weapons yield! 2 Now wield ion wrath Thy gleaming sword, Smite foes defying Thee! Dispel the dark, infernal horde From Christendom and me. 3 Safe in Thy hand, shall death no more With gloom my heart dismay; Serenely views from life's bright shore My soul its shattered clay. Languages: English

Proclaim, My Soul, That Jesus Died

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #105 (1927) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Proclaim, my soul, that Jesus died And tore from death its prey; His cry: "It's finished", death defied And brought to hell dismay. 2 The cross, the witness of His love, Who our transgressions bore, Our way is to the throne above That stands for evermore. 3 God's people, in your heart enthrone The Lord who died for us. The earth shall bow to Him who won While suff'ring on the cross. 4 From Jesus' cross the foe doth fly And fall before His sword. The crown now beckons to the sky Each child of Christ, the Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: [Proclaim, my soul, that Jesus died]