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Det koster ei for megen Strid

Author: K. F. Richter; Brorson Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #521 (1897) Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Evening Lyrics: 1 Det koster ei for megen Strid, En himmelfindet kristen Sjæl at blive, Er vor Natur end ikke mild og blid, Naar den i Kristi Død sig hen skal give, Saa giver Gud den gudhengivne Aand Dog Overhaand, Dog Overhaand. 2 Gjør som et Barn, og læg dig ned I Jesu Skjød og hjertenshulde Arme, Han skal dig, som sit Barn, med Kjærlighed Da ved sit Frelser-Hjerte gjennemvarme, Mon det er svart, naar man er ham saa nær, At faa ham kjær? At faa ham kjær? 3 Gud intet Ondt dig gjøre vil, Men al din Ve den gjør din egen Vilje; Byd Gud dit arme, bange Hjerte til, Han skal det snart med Trøst og Glæde stille, Giv Gud din Vilje, at din Vilje snart! Saa er det klart, Saa er det klart. 4 Kast al din Frygt og Banghed hen; Hvi skal den meer dit arme Hjerte plage? Væk op dit Sind til Hjertens Fryd igjen! Hvo vilde her i Naadens Tid forsage? Siig: Fader, tag mit Hjertes Trængsel bort! Saa er det gjort, saa er det gjort. 5 Vær stille i Taalmodighed, Naar du din Faders Hjælp ei straks kan finde, Forser du dig, saa gak den Vei, du veed, Og lad dig straks i Jesu Blod forbinde, Saa er din Feil, og hvad du har forseet, Som aldrig skeet, som aldrig skeet. 6 I Troen hav en Hjertens Ro, Naar Trængsels Nat og Mørkhed dig vil dække, Din Fader kan du altid sikkert tro, Lad dig kun ingen Vind og Fare skrække! Ja ser det surt og mørkt i hver en Krog, Saa tro kun dog! Saa tro kun dog! 7 Saa skal dit Lys igjen opgaa, Og Solen skinne efter Nattens Skygge, Hvad du har troet, skal synlig for dig staa, Paa Gud du kan frimodig altid bygge; En Kristen i en salig Tilstand staar, Ihvor det gaar, ihvor det gaar. 8 Op, op min Aand, i Haab og Tro, Saa sød en Gud dig fuldt at overgive! Gak ind, min Sjæl og nyd den søde Ro Din Jesus skal din Trang saa let fordrive, Med al din Nød dig i hans Arme kast! Han holder fast, Han holder fast. Tune Title: [Det koster ei for megen Strid]

Det koster ei for megen Strid

Hymnal: Kirkesalmebog #521 (1893) Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Evening Lyrics: 1 Det koster ei for megen Strid, En himmelfindet kristen Sjæl at blive, Er vor Natur end ikke mild og blid, Naar den i Kristi Død sig hen skal give, Saa giver Gud den gudhengivne Aand Dog Overhaand, Dog Overhaand. 2 Gjør som et Barn, og læg dig ned I Jesu Skjød og hjertenshulde Arme, Han skal dig, som sit Barn, med Kjærlighed Da ved sit Frelser-Hjerte gjennemvarme, Mon det er svart, naar man er ham saa nær, At faa ham kjær? At faa ham kjær? 3 Gud intet Ondt dig gjøre vil, Men al din Ve den gjør din egen Vilje; Byd Gud dit arme, bange Hjerte til, Han skal det snart med Trøst og Glæde stille, Giv Gud din Vilje, at din Vilje snart! Saa er det klart, Saa er det klart. 4 Kast al din Frygt og Banghed hen; Hvi skal den meer dit arme Hjerte plage? Væk op dit Sind til Hjertens Fryd igjen! Hvo vilde her i Naadens Tid forsage? Siig: Fader, tag mit Hjertes Trængsel bort! Saa er det gjort, saa er det gjort. 5 Vær stille i Taalmodighed, Naar du din Faders Hjælp ei straks kan finde, Forser du dig, saa gak den Vei, du veed, Og lad dig straks i Jesu Blod forbinde, Saa er din Feil, og hvad du har forseet, Som aldrig skeet, som aldrig skeet. 6 I Troen hav en Hjertens Ro, Naar Trængsels Nat og Mørkhed dig vil dække, Din Fader kan du altid sikkert tro, Lad dig kun ingen Vind og Fare skrække! Ja ser det surt og mørkt i hver en Krog, Saa tro kun dog! Saa tro kun dog! 7 Saa skal dit Lys igjen opgaa, Og Solen skinne efter Nattens Skygge, Hvad du har troet, skal synlig for dig staa, Paa Gud du kan frimodig altid bygge; En Kristen i en salig Tilstand staar, Ihvor det gaar, ihvor det gaar. 8 Op, op min Aand, i Haab og Tro, Saa sød en Gud dig fuldt at overgive! Gak ind, min Sjæl og nyd den søde Ro Din Jesus skal din Trang saa let fordrive, Med al din Nød dig i hans Arme kast! Han holder fast, Han holder fast. Tune Title: [Det koster ei for megen Strid]

All hail the power of Jesus' Name!

Author: Edward Perronet Hymnal: Church Book #215a (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 All hail the power of Jesus' Name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall, Hail Him who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all. 3 Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom David Lord did call; The God incarnate, Man divine: And crown Him Lord of all. 4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall; Go, spread your trophies at His feet And crown Him Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. 6 O that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all. Languages: English Tune Title: CORONATION

All hail the power of Jesus' Name!

Author: Edward Perronet Hymnal: Church Book #215b (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 All hail the power of Jesus' Name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall, Hail Him who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all. 3 Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom David Lord did call; The God incarnate, Man divine: And crown Him Lord of all. 4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall; Go, spread your trophies at His feet And crown Him Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. 6 O that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all. Languages: English Tune Title: MILES' LANE

As by one's sin fell all our kin

Author: Rev. Emanuel Cronenwett, D. D. Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #248 (1908) Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 As by one's sin fell all our kin, Conceived and born sin-stained, So by One's grace, who took the place Of all, are all regained. 2 The blood-red tide from Christ's cleft side, Shed for the good of all, Is laver pure to cleanse and cure All lost in Adam's fall. 3 Of it are born, though one forlorn, The saints in Him baptized, Its life receive all who believe That Jesus is the Christ. 4 His righteousness is crown and dress Of those who own Him Lord, Who, sin-oppressed, find in Him rest, And keep His faithful Word. 5 To God be praise through endless days, In whom we live and move, God—Father, Son, and Spirit—One, The Triune God of Love! Languages: English Tune Title: ST. PETER

Thou art the way; to Thee alone

Author: George Washington Doane Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #276 (1908) Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Thou art the way: to Thee alone From sin and death we flee; And he who would the Father seek Must seek Him, Lord, thro' Thee. 2 Thou art the truth: Thy Word alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst instruct the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the life: the rending tomb Proclaims Thy conqu'ring arm; And those who put their trust in Thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the way, the truth, the life; Grant us to know that way, That truth to keep, that life to win, Which lead to endless day. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

O Thou who wouldst not have

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: Church Book #361 (1890) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Thou who wouldst not have One wretched sinner die, Who diedst Thyself, my soul to save From endless misery! Teach me my course to run, While yet I sojourn here, That when Thou comest on Thy throne I may with joy appear. 2 Thou art Thyself the Way, Thyself in me reveal; So shall I pass my life's short day Obedient to Thy will; So shall I love my God, Because He first loved me, And praise Thee in Thy bright abode, Through all eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: GÖTTINGEN

If Thou impart Thyself to me

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: Church Book #363 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 If Thou impart Thyself to me, No other good I need: If Thou, the Son, shalt make me free, I shall be free indeed. 2 I know in Thee all fulness dwells, And all for wretched man: Fill every want my spirit feels, And break off every chain! 3 From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain, Thou wilt redeem my soul: Lord, I believe, and not in vain; My faith shall make me whole. 4 I too with Thee shall walk in white, With all Thy saints shall prove What is the length, and breadth, and height, And depth of perfect love. Languages: English Tune Title: BEDFORD

As after the water-brooks panteth

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #453 (1913) Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.9.8 Topics: The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity 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. Tune Title: [As after the water brooks panteth]

Through all the changing scenes of life

Author: Tate and Brady Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #454 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity 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. Tune Title: [Through all the changing scenes of life]