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Blest Jesus, while Thy grace I sing

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #388 (1908) Topics: Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Blest Jesus, while Thy grace I sing, What grateful tribute shall I bring, That earth and heav'n and all may see My love to Him who died for me? 2 That off'ring, Lord, Thy word hath taught, Nor be Thy new command forgot, That, if their Master's death can move, Thy servants should each other love. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. EDMUNDS

Skal Kjærlighed sin Prøve staa

Author: Brorson Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #516 (1919) Topics: Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Skal Kjærlighed sin Prøve staa Da maa den til din Fiende naa, At du er mild, naar han er vred, Det er en kristen Kjærlighed. 2 Den Lærdom er saa besk og sur Som Døden selv for vor Natur, Det synes alt for tungt og svart For Adams flintehaarde Art. 3 Dog gjelder her slet intet Nei, Saa sandt du vil den rette Vei; At elske dem, som elske dig, Det kan en Hedning magelig. 4 Men Jesus taler rene Ord, At Had i Hjertet er et Mord, Undskyldning gjelder ikke her, Din Fiende skal du have kjær. 5 Vil nogen side da: Jeg kan Ei elske ret min Avindsmand, Han vidner, at han ei forstaar, Hvad Jesu Kjærlighed formaar. 6 Men siger du: Jeg gjerne vil, Men finder ingen Kraft dertil, Da løb til Jesu Vunder hen, Saa tændes Kjærlighed igjen. 7 Lad Hjertet komme ind i Bod, Og smelte hen i Jesu Blod, Da bliver Kristi milde Sind I Sjælen deilig prentet ind. 8 Naar vi med aandsoplyst Forstand Vor Jesu Hjerte skue kan, Hvor han for sine Fiender bad, Da de kun stod og lo derad; 9 Naar vi betænke, hvor han gik, Vor Sjæle-Hyrde, før han fik Os ud af Dødens Fare rykt, Hvor tidt og længe han har søgt; 10 Naar vi bese i Hjertets Grund De mange svare Syndens Pund, Som Gud saa gjerne os forlod For Jesu Pine, Død og Blod; 11 Naar Aanden gjør os dette klart, Da tændes udi Sjælen snart Den stærke Kjærlighedens Brand, At man sin Fiende elske kan. 12 Saa luestærk er Kjærlighed, Den slaar al Verdens Ilske ned, Og drager Sjælen ind til Gud, Da lære vi der femte Bud. 13 O lad mig hjertens-inderlig, Min søde Jesus, elske dig, Og komme dig i Troen nær, Saa faar jeg nok min Fiende kjær. Languages: Norwegian

Is this Jesus, then, the Lord

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #21 (1908) Topics: Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Is this Jesus, then, the Lord, Promised since the world began? Ask the blind to sight restored, Ask the lame who leaped and ran; 2 Ask the once loathed leper clean, Ask the dead to life restored: They will tell thee Christ hath been,-- Christ will ever be--the Lord. 3 Say thou, poor man, hath not He, As the prophet spake of old, Preached His Gospel unto thee? Is not this the Christ foretold? 4 Come unto Him, all ye meek, Shun not of His cross the shame: Blest all they His love who seek, Bearing witness to His Name. Languages: English Tune Title: PLEYEL'S HYMN

Satan skal i Støvet trædes

Author: Johan Frantzen Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #269 (1919) Topics: Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Satan skal i Støvet trædes Ængstet Hjerte atter glædes, Synge Herren Lov og Pris! Mangen Strid dog her mig venter, Før jeg Seirens Palme henter Evig i Guds Paradis. 2 Naar til mig den onde Frister, Falsk og fuld af Løgn sig lister, For at Føre mig i Fald: Hjælp, o hjælp mig, Frelser kjære, Sværd at bruge, Skjold at bære, Saa jeg ikke segne skal! 3 I mit Hjerte, paa min Tunge Lad dit Ord om Seier sjunge, Og til raabe Satan: vig! Medens Engle fra dit Rige I den haarde Stund nedstige, Paa dit Bud at tjene mig! Languages: Norwegian

Faith is a living pow'r from heav'n

Author: Petrus Herbert; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #210 (1908) Topics: Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Faith is a living pow'r from heav'n, That grasps the promise God hath giv'n, A confidence in Christ alone, Whose grace cannot be overthrown. 2 Faith in the conscience worketh peace, And bids the mourner’s weeping cease; By faith the children’s place we claim And give all honor to One Name. 3 Faith feels the Spirit’s kindling breath In love and hope that conquer death; Faith worketh joyfulness in God And trusts and blesses e’en the rod. 4 We thank Thee, then, O God of heaven, That Thou to us this faith hast given; Preserve to us Thy Spirit's grace Till we shall see Thee face to face. Languages: English Tune Title: UXBRIDGE

Jesus, Lover of my soul

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #290a (1908) Topics: Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the waters nearer roll, While the tempest still is high! Hide me, O my Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last! 2 Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; leave, oh, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring: Cover my defenseless head With the shadow of Thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name; I am all unrighteousness: False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the Fountain art; Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYN

Jesus, Lover of my soul

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #290b (1908) Topics: Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the waters nearer roll, While the tempest still is high! Hide me, O my Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last! 2 Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, oh, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring: Cover my defenseless head With the shadow of Thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy Name; I am all unrighteousness: False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the Fountain art; Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: JESUS, LOVER OF MY SOUL

Falder paa dig Modgangs Hede

Author: Joh. Olearius; Brorson Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #427 (1919) Topics: Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Falder paa dig Modgangs Hede, Nød og Jammer, Spe og Spot, O, da maa du flittig bede, Bønnem er for alting godt; Midt igjennem Korsets Ve Kan du da i Ordet se, Hvordan Jesu milde Hjerte Ser og føler al din Smerte. 2 Ingen bliver dog til Skamme, Som forlader sig paa Gud, Lad saa, hvad der vil, dig ramme, Bed og tro og hold kun ud! Synes det, han ser dig ei, O, han kjender al din Vei! Al din Brøst du ham skal klage, Og i ingen Nød forsage. 3 Lær vor Herres Vei og Maaden, Som ham fører sine paa, Han vil styrke dem i Naaden, Naar han tager til at slaa. Lever ei vor Gud endnu? Tier han, saa tal kun du, Træng med Magt til Himlens Volde, Gud kan intet dig forholde. 4 Tro hvad du i Ordet hører, Bliv paa Sandheds visse Sti; Satan, som saa mange fører, Skal vel lade dig gaa fri; Al din Lid og Love sæt Paa Guds Sandheds Lys og Ret, Tro kun Gud, han kan i svige, Ved, saa skal din Jammer vige. 5 Gud ske Lov for al sin Naade, Som mig giver saadan Magt, At jeg tør i ingen Vaade Gaa bedrøvet og forsagt! Derfor vil jeg daglig paa Herrens Lovsangs Harpe slaa, Og i baade Sorg og Glæde Halleluja lystig kvæde. Languages: Norwegian

O blest the house, whate'er befall

Author: C.C.L von Pfeil Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #234 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 O blest the house, whate'er befall, Where Jesus Christ is all in all; Yea, if He were not dwelling there, How dark and poor and void it were! 2 O blest that house where faith ye find, And all within have set their mind To trust their God and serve Him still, And do, in all, His holy will. 3 O blest the parents who give heed Unto their children's foremost need, And weary not of care or cost; To them and heaven shall none be lost. 4 Blest such a house, it prospers well, In peace and joy the parents dwell, And in their children's lot is shown How richly God can bless His own. 5 Then here will I and mine to-day A solemn covenant make and say: Though all the world forsake Thy word, I and my house will serve the Lord. Tune Title: [O blest this house, what'er befall]

There many shall come from the east and the west

Author: M. B. Landstad Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #239 (1913) Meter: 11.9.11.9.9 Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday after Epiphany Lyrics: 1 There many shall come from the east and the west And sit at the feast of salvation With Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, the blest, Obeying the Lord's invitation. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 2 But they who have always resisted His grace And on their own virtue depended, Shall then be condemned and cast out from His face, Eternally lost and unfriended. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 3 O may we all hear when our Shepherd doth call, In accents persuasive and tender, That while there is time we make haste one and all And find Him, our mighty defender. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 4 O that we the throng of the ransomed may swell, To whom He hath granted remission. God graciously make us in heaven to dwell And save us from endless perdition. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 5 God grant that I may of His infinite love Remain in His merciful keeping; And sit with the King at His table above, When here in the grace I am sleeping. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 6 All trials are then like a dream that is past, Forgotten all trouble and sorrow; All questions and doubts have been answered at last; Then dawneth eternity's morrow. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! 7 The heavens shall ring with an anthem more grand Than ever on earth was recorded; The blest of the Lord shall receive at His hand The crown to the victors awarded. Have mercy upon us, O Jesus! Tune Title: [There many shall come from the east and the west]