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A Broken Heart, My God, My King

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #75 (1930) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Means of Grace Penitence Lyrics: 1 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 2 My soul lies humbled in the dust And owns Thy dreadful sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye And save the soul condemned to die. 3 Then will I teach the world Thy ways; Sinner shall learn Thy sov'reign grace; I'll lead them to my Savior's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 4 O may Thy love inspire my tongue; Salvation shall be all my song, And all my pow'r shall join to bless The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness. Languages: English Tune Title: WITTENBERG

How Blessed Is The Little Flock

Author: C. Doving; N. J. Holm Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #86 (1930) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Topics: The Means of Grace The Christian Church Lyrics: 1 How blessed is the little flock, Whom Jesus calls His own! He is their Savior and their rock, They trust in Him alone; They walk by faith and hope and love, But they shall dwell with Him above, When hope and faith shall pass away, And love shall last for aye. 2 My Jesus, am I in that band, And wilt Thou call me Thine? Do I among the chosen stand Whose lamps so brightly shine? O let me not lie down to rest Till this I know, my Savior blest, Till I can say, by grace restored: Thou know'st I love Thee, Lord! 3 And even if with tears it be, That this to Thee I say, Yet Thou in grace wilt look on me And wipe my tears away; Yea, when but Thou who all dost know, In me canst find Thy love below And own me Thine, then well is me,-- My all I have in Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: LUDWIG

Praise The Lord That He Has Built

Author: J. C. Aaberg Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #88 (1930) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: The Means of Grace The Christian Church Lyrics: 1 Praise the Lord that He has built Here on earth a sanctuary, Where the soul, oppressed by guilt, Safe beneath His wings may tarry, While His mercy, love and grace All its guilty stains efface. 2 Built upon the rock it stands Firmly through the passing ages, Heeding not the world's demands, Nor the storm that round it rages, But to souls with cares replete It remains a blest retreat. 3 There the wounded hearts are healed, Grace to yearning souls imparted, Light to sightless eyes revealed, Strength renewed in feeble-hearted, So that souls, from weakness prone, Grow like trees in Lebanon. 4 Send us, Lord, Thy heav'nly dove, Open wide Thy living fountain, Deck Thine altar with Thy love, Teach us from Thy holy mountain, Shield us all beneath Thy wing Till, at home, Thy praise we sing. Languages: English Tune Title: HARTMANN

Children Of God, Born Again Of His Spirit

Author: H. A. Brorson; P. C. Paulsen Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #130 (1930) Meter: 11.10.11.10.11.11 Topics: The Means of Grace Faith and Justification Lyrics: 1 Children of God, born again of His Spirit, Never we cease in His name to rejoice, Jesus believing, and saved by His merit, Come we to God with a jubilant voice. Let then each voice to the Father uplifted Widely proclaim that with grace we are gifted. 2 Evil by nature, and dead in transgression, Cold as a statue, and hard as a stone, This was our state when He, moved by compassion, Chose in His wisdom to call us His own. Led by His Spirit and called by His favor, Heard we the life-giving voice of our Savior. 3 When we consider the tho'ts of our Father, As He elected us children by grace, Sending His Spirit with mercy to gather Us who had fallen and turned from His face, How can we help but be moved by His favor, And thus acclaim Him our Father forever? 4 What can be charged to the Father's elected Whom He made just in Christ Jesus, our Lord? Here is sweet balsam for all the afflicted, Grace for the lost in His life-giving Word. Faith, breaking thro' ev'ry fear of damnation, Finds in the Savior the pledge of salvation. Languages: English Tune Title: WINDING

All Glory Be To God Alone

Author: Paul E. Kretzmann Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #142 (1930) Topics: The Means of Grace God Lyrics: 1 All glory be to God alone, All nations bow before His throne. May His dread wrath be ended now: May He with love all men endow. Let all the joyful message hear And thank the Lord in holy fear. 2 Great God of heav'n, Thy might we sing, To Thee our fervent thanks we bring; We kneel before Thy throne of grace And burn the incense of our praise; Thro' endless ages we proclaim The glory of Thy holy Name. 3 Lord God, eternal King above, Almighty Father, Truth, and Love; O Christ, the Father's only Son, Before creation was begun; Thou Lamb of God, to Thee we cry, Thou everlasting God on high. 4 Do Thou, O bearer of our sin, In us Thy work of grace begin; For all our sins Thou didst atone, And we are saved by grace alone; Thou sittest at Thy Father's hand; O bring us to that heav'nly land. A-Men. 5 To Thee we cry with one accord, Thou everlasting God and Lord; Thou art of heaven and earth the King; To Thee, our Savior, praise we sing With all the choir of heaven's host, O Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 6 Amen! This is most surely true, And angel hymns, forever new, Are sung in endless, joyful praise As we upon Thy glory gaze; World without end the Church will sing The glory of her heavenly King. Languages: English Tune Title: SCHEFFLER

Jesus, Thine Unbounded Love

Author: Anna Hoppe Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #160 (1930) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.3 Topics: The Means of Grace The Redeemer Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Thine unbounded love Fills my soul with awe and wonder, For Thou camest from above, Bursting Satan's chains asunder That from bondage I might be Ever free. 2 By Thy holy, precious blood Thou hast wrought my soul's salvation, Sealing thus my peace with God, Sparing me sin's condemnation; In Thy sacred wounds I hide Justified. 3 May Thy boundless love for me, With its anguish, grief and labor, Fill my heart with love for Thee And compassion for my neighbor. May I love to brethren show Here below. 4 Let me love in deed and truth, Tho' the world revile and hate me; For its wickedness uncouth Fairest joys beyond await me. There shall I, redeemed by grace, See Thy face. Languages: English Tune Title: RADIANT MORN

O Jesus Christ, Thou Bread of Life

Author: Johann Rist Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #249 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: The Means of Grace The Lord's Supper Lyrics: 1 O Jesus Christ, thou Bread of Life, To sinners freely given Who of their evil ways repent, Cast out all earthly leaven, And graciously my heart prepare The Holy Supper now to share, With Thee in blest communion. 2 Deign to Thine altar, blessed Lord, By Thine own hand to lead me, There to renew Thy covenant, And with Thy gifts to feed me; O give me, in Thy flesh and blood, To taste and see that Thou are good; My soul refresh and quicken. 3 O give me strength to walk with Thee, And grace Thy steps to follow, Thus to fulfill the last of God, To Him my service hallow. Bless now Thy sacramental guest, Take Thine abode within my breast, And nevermore forsake me. 4 Cleanse me of all iniquity, Renew my heart within me; My soul so fully occupy That evil shall not win me. As Thou didst suffer on the cross, So teach Thy child to suffer loss, Through faith in Thee, my Saviour. 5 Thy grace, O God, I merit less Than strips of Thy chastising; In all my sins and dire distress I yet were agonizing, Save for the willing sacrifice Of Christ, who bought us with a price, And earned our full salvation. 6 Sore stricken, unto Thee I come, For grace and succor pleading, Mine eyes are blind; to Thee I turn For light and gentle leading. Whene'er I stumble, raise me up; When faint and famished, from Thy cup, Lord, tender me Thy healing! 7 Come, Saviour dear, with me abide, Thy love in me upwelling; O Holy Spirit, be my Guide, And make my heart Thy dwelling. In all my griefs my comfort be, Grant me that unity with Thee Which life nor death can sever. 8 Before Thy sacred table, Lord, My prayers grow faint and falter; Now make me worthy to partake The bounties of Thine altar. If one with Thee Thou make me there. I know that also I shall share With Thee the joy of heaven. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: DU LIFVETS BRÖD

In thy great name, O Lord, we come

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #496 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Means of Grace Public Worship Lyrics: 1 In thy great name, O Lord, we come, To worship at thy feet; O pour thy holy Spirit down On all that now shall meet. 2 We come to hear Jehovah speak, To hear the Saviour’s voice: Thy face and favour, Lord, we seek, Now make our hearts rejoice. 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear, And understand thy word; To feel thy blissful presence near, And trust our living Lord. 4 Here let thy pow'r and grace be felt; Thy love and mercy known; Our icy hearts, dear Jesus, melt, And break this flinty stone. 5 Let sinners, Lord, thy goodness prove, And saints rejoice in thee; Let rebels be subdu'd by love, And to the Saviour flee. 6 This house with grace and glory fill, This congregation bless; Thy great salvation now reveal; Thy glorious righteousness.

Lord! 'tis a pleasant thing, to stand

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #502 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Means of Grace Public Worship Lyrics: 1 Lord! 'tis a pleasant thing, to stand In gardens planted by thy hand. Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influence from above: Not Lebanon, with all its trees, Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live; Nature decays, but grace must thrive; Time, that doth all things else impair, Shall make them flourish strong and fair. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show, The Lord is holy, just, and true. None, that attend his gates shall find A God unfaithful or unkind.

Early, my God, without delay

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #504 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Means of Grace Public Worship Lyrics: 1 Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away, Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r Through all thy temple shine: My God, repeat that heav'nly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings of a feast Can please my soul so well, As when thy richer grace I taste, And in thy presence dwell. 5 Not life itself, with all her joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love.