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O Jesus, our salvation

Author: J. Hamilton Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #477 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Jesus, our salvation, Low at Thy cross we lie: Lord, in thy great compassion, Hear, our bewailing cry. We come to Thee with mourning, We come to Thee in woe; With contrite hearts returning, And tears that overflow. 2 O gracious Intercessor! O Priest within the veil, Please for each lost transgressor The blood that cannot fail. We spread our sins before Thee, We tell them one by one: O, for Thy name's great glory, Forgive all we have done. 3 O, by Thy cross and passion, Thy tears and agony, And crown of cruel fashion, And death on Calvary; By all that untold suffering, Endured by Thee alone; O Priest, O spotless Offering, Plead, for Thou didst atone! 4 And in these hearts now broken Re-enter Thou and reign, And say, by that dear token, We are absolved again. And build us up, and guide us, And guard us day by day; And in Thy presence hide us, And take our sins away. Tune Title: [O Jesus, our salvation]

Now have I found the ground wherein

Author: J. A. Rothe Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #478 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Now I have found the ground wherein Sure my soul’s anchor may remain-- The wounds of Jesus, for my sin Before the world’s foundation slain; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, When heaven and earth are fled away. 2 Father, Thine everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasses far, Thy heart still melts with tenderness, Thy arms of love still open are, Returning sinners to receive, That mercy they may taste and live. 3 O Love, Thou bottomless abyss, My sins are swallowed up in Thee! Covered is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesus’ blood, through earth and skies Mercy, free, boundless mercy! cries. 4 With faith I plunge me in this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest; Hither, when hell assails, I flee, I look into my Savior’s breast: Away, sad doubt and anxious fear! Mercy is all that’s written there. 5 Though waves and storms go o’er my head, Though strength, and health, and friends be gone, Though joys be withered all and dead, Though every comfort be withdrawn, On this my steadfast soul relies-- Father, Thy mercy never dies! 6 Fixed on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth’s foundations melt away: Mercy’s full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love. Tune Title: [Now I have found the ground wherin]

Lord Jesus, by Thy passion

Author: Richard E. Littledale Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #479 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6 Topics: The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus, by Thy passion, To Thee I make my prayer; Thou who in mercy smitest, Have mercy, Lord, and spare. 2 O wash me in the fountain That floweth from Thy side! O clothe me in the raiment Thy blood hath purified! 3 O hold Thou up my goings, And lead from strength to strength, That unto Thee in Zion I may appear at length! 4 O hearken to my knocking, And open wide the door, That I may enter freely And never leave Thee more! 5 O bring me, loving Jesus, To that most blessed place, Where angels and archangels Look ever on Thy face; 6 Where gladsome Hallelujahs Unceasingly resound; Where martyrs, now triumphant, Walk robed in white and crowned! 7 O make my spirit worthy To join that ransomed throng! O teach my lips to utter That everlasting song! 8 O give that last, best blessing, That even saints can know, To follow in Thy footsteps Wherever Thou dost go! 9 Not wisdom, might, or glory, I ask to win above; I ask for Thee, Thee only, O Thou eternal Love! Tune Title: [Lord Jesus, by Thy passion]

To Thee, O dear, dear Savior!

Author: John S.B. Monsell Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #480 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O dear, dear Savior! My spirit turns for rest, My peace is in Thy favor, My pillow on Thy breast; Though all the world deceive me, I know that I am Thine, And Thou wilt never leave me, O blessed Savior mine. 2 In Thee my trust abideth, On Thee my hope relies, O Thou whose love provideth For all beneath the skies; O Thou whose mercy found me, From bondage set me free, And then for ever bound me With threefold cords to Thee. 3 My grief is in the dullness With which this sluggish heart Doth open to the fulness Of all Thou wouldst impart; My joy is in Thy beauty Of holiness divine, My comfort in the duty That binds my life in Thine. 4 Alas, that I should ever Have failed in love to Thee, The only one who never Forgot or slighted me! O for a heart to love Thee More truly as I ought, And nothing place above Thee In deed, or word, or thought. 5 O for that choicest blessing Of living in Thy love, And thus on earth possessing The peace of heaven above; O for the bliss that by it The soul securely knows The holy calm and quiet Of faith's serene repose! Tune Title: [To Thee, O dear, dear Savior!]

My all I to my God commend

Author: J. Leon Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #481 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.4.8 Topics: The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 My all I to my God commend, Who all doth to His purpose bend; My life resigning to His will; Mine to lie still, Or his designs alone fulfill. 2 This earth is but a vale of tears, Where grief on every side appears; Sad hours of conflict, toil, and woe Here ebb and flow, Till we are summoned hence to go. 3 Today with joy our hearts beat high; Tomorrow in the grave we lie: Though as the rose we bloom today, We soon decay, And sorrow everywhere hath sway. 4 Lord, may we meditate aright How soon we all must fade from sight, How swiftly from the earth we fly, All born to die, Rich, poor, wise, simple, low and high. 5 Few are our days and sad below, Our daily bread is toil and woe: But God in His good time will send A peaceful end: Death from a foe is made a friend. 6 And though our sins against us rise, To heaven we lift our trusting eyes; For God is merciful, and gave, Our souls to save, His Son belovéd to the grace. 7 This thought in every pain and grief Brings comfort, sweet and full relief, That we shall rise when Christ appears, No more in tears, As now, in these our pilgrim years. 8 O Jesus Christ, the Son of God, Who hast redeemed us with Thy blood, Thy precious wounds our refuge be: For rest we flee, O Lord, our only hope, to Thee. Tune Title: [My all I to my God commend]

I heard the voice of Jesus say

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: Church Book #106 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 I heard the voice of Jesus say, Come unto me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon my breast. I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, Behold, I freely give The living water; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live. I came to Jesus and I drank Of that life-giving stream; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in Him. 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, I am this dark world’s Light; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright. I looked to Jesus, and I found In Him, my Star, my Sun; And in that Light of life I’ll walk, Till traveling days are done. Languages: English Tune Title: VOX DILECTI

Kom Helligaand med Skaber-Magt

Author: Gregor den Store; Luther; Landstad Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #209 (1919) Topics: Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Kom Helligaand med Skaber-Magt Opret hvad Synd har ødelagt, Og fyld hver Sjæl med Glæde sød, Som er af dig til Livet fødd! 2 En Trøsters store Navn du bær, Guds Gave dyr og hjertenskjær, Den syge Sjæl en Salve mild, En Livsens Brønd, en hellig Ild. 3 Du Visdoms, Raads og Styrkes Aand, Du Kraften af Guds høire Haand, Du Lysets Bærer, Guds Ords Tolk For alle Tungemaal og Folk; 4 Dit Lys optænd i vor Forstand, I Hjertet Kjærlighedens Brand, Til Vanmagt vor og Usseldom Med hellig Hjertestyrke kom! 5 Vor Fiende, jag ham langt paa Flugt, Giv Fred og fager Troes Frugt. Og lad os alle, Store, Smaa, Udi din Sjæle-Omsorg staa! 6 Gjør os med Gud vor Fader kjendt, Med Sønnen, som han har udsendt, Med dig, som fra den begge gaar, Og hjælp, at vi i Troen staar! 7 Vær lovet, Gud vor Fader god, Guds Søn som op af Døde stod, Og Trøsteren, som kom herned, Vær lovet i al Evighed! Languages: Norwegian

Kom Helligaand med Skaber-Magt

Author: Gregor den store; Luther; Landstad Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #209 (1897) Topics: Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening Lyrics: 1 Kom Helligaand med Skaber-Magt Opret hvad Synd har ødelagt, Og fyld hver Sjæl med Glæde sød, Som er af dig til Livet fød! 2 En Trøsters store Navn du bær, Guds Gave dyr og hjertenskjær, Den syge Sjæl en Salve mild, En Livsens Brønd, en hellig Ild. 3 Du Visdoms, Raads og Styrkes Aand, Du Kraften af Guds høire Haand, Du Lysets Bærer, Guds Ords Tolk For alle Tungemaal og Folk; 4 Dit Lys optend i vor Forstand, I Hjertet Kjærlighedens Brand, Til Vanmagt vor og Usseldom Med hellig Hjertestyrke kom! 5 Vor Fiende, jag ham langt paa Flugt, Giv Fred og fager Troes Frugt. Og lad os alle, Store, Smaa, Udi din Sjæle-Omsorg staa! 6 Gjør os med Gud vor Fader kjendt, Med Sønnen, som han har udsendt, Med dig, som fra den begge gaar, Og hjælp, at vi i Troen staar! 7 Vær lovet, Gud vor Fader god, Guds Søn som op af Døde stod, Og Trøsteren, som kom herned, Vær lovet i al Evighed! Languages: Norwegian Tune Title: [Kom Helligaand med Skaber-Magt]

Hjem jeg længes! Ak, i Verden

Author: Joh. Albertini; Landstad Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #479 (1919) Topics: Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Hjem jeg længes! Ak, i Verden Er saa koldt, saa mørkt, saa øbt, Maatte snart min arme Færden Være endt, og Sorgen bødt! 2 Hjem jeg længes! Ei jeg trives Her i Jordens Jammer-Dal; Til Guds Salem Hjertet drives Op til Lammets Bryllups-Sal. 3 Hjem jeg længes! Naaderige Fader, lad mig hjem faa gaa, Bort fra Synd og Sorger vige! Snart mit Hjemland skal jeg naa. 4 Hjem jeg længes! Der er Sommer, Sol og Sang saa viden om, Ja du siger: Se, jeg kommer! Amen. Herre Jesus, kom! Languages: Norwegian

Gladelig vil vi Halleluja kvæde

Author: Joh. Agricola; Landstad Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #512 (1919) Topics: Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Gladelig vil vi Halleluja kvæde, Hjertet skal lege for Herren af Glæde; Gud giver Synderne til og udsletter, Tungeste Sorgen af Hjertet os letter! 2 Alt, hvad der lever paa Jorden, skal love Herren saa liflig som Fuglen i Skove; Veien og Livet i Kristus er fundet, Døden og Djævelens Magt overvundet! 3 Alle, som tro, gjør han Miskund og Naade Trøster og hjælper i værende Vaade, Trofast i alle de Evigheds Dage Efter sit Ord, som kan aldrig bedrage. 4 Gud være lovet, os løste af Vaanden! Gud være lovet med Sønne og Aanden, Han, som har været og er uden Ende, Sand Gud, for Syndere salig at kjende! Scripture: Psalm 100 Languages: Norwegian