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Wake, awake, for night is flying

Author: Philipp Nicolai Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #508 (1913) Meter: 8.9.8.8.9.8.6.6.4.4.4.8 Topics: The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Wake, awake, for night is flying: The watchmen on the heights are crying, Awake, Jerusalem, arise! Midnight's solemn hour is tolling, His chariot wheels are nearer rolling; He comes; prepare, ye virgins wise. Rise up; with willing feet Go forth, the Bridegroom meet; Hallelujah! Bear through the night your well-trimmed light. Speed forth to join the marriage rite. 2 Zion hears the watchmen singing, Her heart with deep delight is springing, At once she wakes, she hastens glorious, In grace arrayed, by truth victorious; Her grief is joy, her night is day: All hail, incarnate Lord, Our crown, and our reward! Hallelujah! We hast alone, in pomp of song, And gladsome join the marriage throng. 3 Hear Thy praise, O Lord, ascending From tongues of men and angels, blending With harp and lute and psaltery. By Thy pearly gates in wonder We stand, and swell the voice of thunder, In bursts of choral melody: No vision ever brought, No ear hath ever caught, Such bliss and joy: We raise the song, we swell the throng, To praise Thee ages all along. Tune Title: [Wake, awake, for night is flying]
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Jesus Christ, my sure defense

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #509 (1913) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus Christ, my sure defense And my Savior, ever liveth; Knowing this; my confidence Rests upon the hope it giveth, Though the night of death be fraught Still with many an anxious thought. 2 Jesus, my Redeemer, lives! I, too, unto life shall waken: He will have me where He is; Shall my courage then be shaken? Shall I fear? Or can the Head Rise and leave its members dead? 3 Nay, too closely am I bound Unto Him by hope for ever; Faith's strong hand the rock hath found, Grasped it, and will leave it never; Not the ban of death can part From its Lord the trusting heart. 4 I shall see God with these eyes, Shall behold my blessed Savior; I, the selfsame, shall arise, In my flesh see god forever; Then shall wholly disappear Frailties that oppress me here. 5 What now sickens, mourns, and sighs, Christ with Him in glory bringeth: Earthly is the seed and dies, Heavenly from the grave it springeth. Glorified we then shall rise To our mansion in the skies. 6 Savior, draw away our heart Now from pleasures base and hollow, Let us there with Thee have part, Here on earth Thy footsteps follow. Fix our hearts beyond the skies, Whither we ourselves would rise. Tune Title: [Jesus Christ, my sure defense]
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O'er the distant mountains breaking

Author: J.S.B. Monsell Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #510 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Topics: The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O’er the distant mountains breaking, Comes the reddening dawn of day; Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking, Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray; ’Tis thy Savior, On His bright returning way. 2 O Thou Long-expected, weary Waits my anxious soul for Thee, Life is dark, and earth is dreary, When Thy light I do not see; O my Savior, When wilt Thou return to me? 3 Nearer is my soul’s salvation, Spent the night, the day at hand; Keep me, in my lowly station, Watching for Thee, till I stand, O my Savior, In Thy bright, Thy promised land. 4 With my lamp well trimmed and burning, Swift to hear and slow to roam, Watching for Thy glad returning To restore me to my home. Come, my Savior, Thou hast promised, quickly come. Tune Title: [O'er the distant mountains breaking]
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Soon will the heavenly Bridegroom come

Author: J. Walther Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #511 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Soon will the heavenly Bridegroom come; Ye wedding-guests, draw near,And slumber not in sin when He, The Son of God, is here. With lamps alight and oil in store, let every guest advance, Nor shrink ashamed in trembling awe From His bright countenance. 2 Come, let us haste to meet our Lord, And hail Him with delight, Who saved us by His precious blood And sorrows infinite: Beside Him all the patriarchs old And holy prophets stand, The glorious apostolic choir, The noble martyr-band. 3 As brethren dear they welcome us, And lead us to the throne, Where angels bow their veiléd heads Before the Three in One, Where we, with all the saints of Christ, A white-robed multitude, Shall praise the ascended Lord, who deigns To wear our flesh and blood. 4 His gracious hand will ope for us The gates of paradise, And spread the glories of His heaven Before our dazzled eyes: Our lot will be for aye to share His reign of peace above, And drink with unexhausted joy The river of His love. Tune Title: [Soon will the heavenly Bridegroom come]
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Behold, the Bridegroom cometh in the middle of the night

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #512 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twenty-fifth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Behold the Bridegroom cometh in the middle of the night, And blest is he whose loins are girt, whose lamp is burning bright; But woe to that dull servant, whom the Master shall surprise With lamp untrimmed, unburning and with slumber in his eyes. 2 Do thou, my soul, beware, beware lest thou in sleep sink down, Lest thou be given o’er to death, and lose the golden crown; But see that thou be sober, with a watchful eye, and thus Cry, "Holy, holy, holy God, have mercy upon us!" 3 That day, the day of fear, shall come; my soul, slack not thy toil, But light thy lamp, and feed it well, and make it bright with oil; Who knowest not how soon may sound the cry at eventide, "Behold the Bridegroom comes! Arise! He come to meet the Bride!" 4 Beware, my soul! take thou good heed lest thou in slumber lie, And, like the five, remain without, and knock, and vainly cry; But watch, and bear thy lamp undimmed, and Christ shall gird thee on His own bright wedding robe of light,--the glory of the Son. Tune Title: [Behold the Bridegroom cometh in the middle of the night]
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A few more years shall roll

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: Church Book #541 (1890) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Twenty Fifth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 A few more years shall roll, A few more seasons come, And we shall be with those that rest, Asleep within the tomb: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day; O wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins away! 2 A few more storms shall beat On this wild, rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more. A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more. 3 'Tis but a little while And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, who lives That we with Him may reign: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that bright day; O wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins away! Languages: English Tune Title: LAMBERTVILLE
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Al Ting tjener dem til Gode

Author: Jakob Lund Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #550 (1919) Topics: Tjueførste Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Høimesse; Twenty First Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Second Sunday in Advent; Søndag efter Nyaar Til Høimesse; Søndag efter Nyaar Til Høimesse -Til Sekund Tekstrækkes Evangelium; Sunday after New Years; Sunday after New Years; Femte Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Høimesse; Fifth Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Syvende Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Høimesse; Seventh Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Barnekaaret; Adoption; Guds Forsyn; God's providence; Frimodighed; Boldness; Gudsfrygts Velsignelse; Anden Søndag I Advent Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Andeb Tekstrækkes Lektie Lyrics: 1 Al Ting tjener dem til Gode, Som i sandhed elske Gud, O, det gjør meg vel til Mode, Alt han fører herligt ud! Er hans Raad end underligt, Fatter Kjød og Blod ei sligt, Gavn han dog af alt udleder, Og til Himlen mig bereder. 2 Skinner Velstand i min Bolig, Eller Sorgens forte Nat Gjør i Sjælen mig urolig, Var jeg for Guds Pil udsat Som et dagligt Maal og Meed, Kasted' Gud i Støvet ned, Eller hjalp han mig paa Fode, Al Ting tjene skal til Gode. 3 Tog du af Hans Haand de Gaver, Hvortil mangen Mammons Træl Liv og Hjerte ofret haver, Derved søgte Gud din Sjæl, Drog med Kjærlighedens Snor, Bad dig, at se op fra Jord, Se, at han Algodheds Fader, Ei forandres, ei aflader. 4 Ære, Sundhed, Fred og Leide, Sygdom, Fare, Armod, Spot, Al Ting skal paa mig arbeide, Til Gud har gjort al Ting godt, Og sin bygning snart fuldbragt, Jesus er som Grundsten lagt. Han, paa hvem min Tro sig hviler, Ham mit Haab og efteriler. 5 Skal jeg end i Kjødet lide, Det til Gode tjener mig, Driver mig fra Synd i Tide, Skynder mig, o Gud! til dig. O, saa vorder jeg bered, Modnes til en Evighed, Ei ved Regn og Solskin ene, Tørke med og Storm kan tjene. 6 Ja, naar end min sidste Fiende Kræver, jeg skal give tabt, Skal jeg ham dog overvinde Ved min Frelsers Jesu Kraft, Han er Dør skal aabne mig Ind til Gud i Himmerig; Døden tjene skal til Gode, Derfor er jeg vel til Mode. Languages: Norwegian
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Al Ting tjener dem til Gode

Author: J. J. Lund Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #550 (1897) Topics: Tjueførste Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Høimesse; Twenty-first Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass; Styrelsen; Kjærlighed til og Længsel efter Gud; Love to and Longing for God; 5 Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Hoimesse; Fifth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Al Ting tjener dem til Gode, Som i Sandhed elske Gud, O, det gjør meg vel til Mode, Alt han fører herligt ud! Er hans Raad end underligt, Fatter Kjød og Blod ei sligt, Gavn han dog af alt udleder, Og til Himlen mig bereder. 2 Skinner Velstand i min Bolig, Eller Sorgens forte Nat Gjør i Sjælen mig urolig, Var jeg for Guds Pil udsat Som et dagligt Maal og Meed, Kasted Gud i Støvet ned, Eller hjalp han mig paa Fode, Al Ting tjene skal til Gode. 3 Tog du af Hans Haand de Gaver, Hvortil mangen Mammons Træl Liv og Hjerte ofret haver, Derved søgte Gud din Sjæl, Drog med Kjærlighedens Snor, Bad dig, at se op fra Jord, Se, at han Algodheds Fader, Ei forandres, ei aflader. 4 Ære, Sundhed, Fred og Leide, Sygdom, Fare, Armod, Spot, Al Ting skal paa mig arbeide, Til Gud har gjort al Ting godt, Og sin bygning snart fuldbragt, Jesus er som Grundsteen lagt. Han, paa hvem min Tro sig hviler, Ham mit Haab og efteriler. 5 Skal jeg end i Kjødet lide, Det til Gode tjener mig, Driver mig fra Synd i Tide, Skynder mig, o Gud! til dig. O, saa vorder jeg beredt, Modnes til en Evighed, Ei ved Regn og Solskin ene, Tørke med og Storm kan tjene. 6 Ja, naar end min sidste Fiende Kræver, jeg skal give tabt, Skal jeg ham dog overvinde Ved min Frelsers Jesu Kraft, Han er Dør skal aabne mig Ind til Gud i Himmerig; Døden tjene skal til Gode, Derfor er jeg vel til Mode. Languages: Norwegian
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That fearful Day, that Day of dread

Author: Theodore of the Studium; John Mason Neale Hymnal: Church Book #568 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Twenty Fifth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 That fearful Day, that Day of dread, When Thou shalt judge the quick and dead; O God! I shudder to foresee The awful things which then shall be! 2 When Thou shalt come, Thy angels round, With legions, and with trumpet sound; O Saviour, grant me in the air With all Thy saints to meet Thee there! 3 Weep, O my soul, ere that great Day, When God shall shine in plain array; O weep thy sin, that thou mayst be In that severest judgment free! 4 O Christ, forgive, remit, protect, And set Thy servant with the elect; That I may hear the voice that calls The righteous to Thy heavenly halls! 5 Sit not in judgment on each deed, Nor each intent in strictness read; Forgive, accept, and save me the, O Thou who lovest the souls of men! Languages: English Tune Title: CANNONS
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O kjære Sjæl, luk op din Mund

Author: Kingo Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #578 (1919) Topics: Tjuesjette Søndag efter Trefoldigheds Fest Til Aftengudstjeneste; Twenty sixth Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Første Søndag efter Hellig 3 Kongers Dag Til Aftengudstjeneste; First Sunday after Epiphany; Femte Søndag efter Hellig 3 Kongers Dag Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Tredje Tekstrækkes Epistel; Fifth Sunday after Epiphany; Søndag Seksagesima Til Høimesse; Søndag Seksagesima Til Høimesse -Til Tredje Teksxtækkes Evangelium; Sexagesima Sunday; Sexagesima Sunday; Second Sunday after Easter; Second Sunday after Easter; Åttende Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Høimesse; Åttende Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Tredje Tekstrækkes Epistel; Eighth Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Nittende Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Sekund Tekstrækkes Epistel; Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Tjue sekund Søndag efter Trefoldiheds Fest Til Høimesse -Til Sekund Tekstrækkes Evangelium; Twenty second Sunday after Trinity Sunday; Kirken, Naademidlernes Bærer; Kirkens Tjenere; Church Servants; Lære og Liv; Learning and Life; Ordet; The Word; Vranglære; Heresies; Sekund Søndag efter Paaske Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Sekund Tekstrækkes Epistel Lyrics: 1 O kjære Sjæl, luk up din Mund, Den Tunge bør sig røre Med Tak udaf dit Hjertes Grund, At Himlens Gud kan høre, Hvor du ved Guds Aand takke vil For Ordet, han dig sendte til: O se, hvad du kan gjøre! 2 Hvor kan jeg noksom skjønne paa, Og værdelig begrunde, At Verden, som i Synden laa, Gud vilde dog forunde Sit saliggjørend' Livsens Ord, Ja Daaben og sin Nadvers Bord, Hvorved den hjælpes kunde! 3 Og, at vi kan hans Naade se, Han Lærere os sender, Hans Ord og Sakramenterne De har i Mund og Hænder, Og med Formaning til enhver, Forstandere i Herren er; Gid vi den Naade kjender! 4 Det Embede saa værdigt er, Gid vi det aldrig savne, Men dem, som deri tjene her, Med Kjærlighed omfavne, Og leve samtlig' udi Fred Med god og frelst Samvittighed! Det vil os meget gavne. 5 Gid Jesu Glæde i os bo, Og Bønnens Aand os røre, At vi vor Gud med Fryd og Ro Taksigelse kan gjøre, Og aldrig staa Guds Aand imod, Men tro hans Ord af Hjerterod, Det elske, ære, høre! 6 Giv os, o Gud, din Helligaand, Hvorved vi ret kan prøve Hver Lærdom, og med sund Forstand Os i den sande øve, Og fly al Ondskabs Skam og Skin, At ei i usund Lærdoms Trin Guds Aand vi skal bedrøve! 7 Men Fredens Gud i Kjærlighed Os saa tilsammen binde, At i hans Kraft vi blive ved Et helligt Navn at vinde, Saa Sjæl og Aand og Legem maa Paa Kristi Dag fuldkomne staa, Guds Salighed at finde! Languages: Norwegian

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