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Thou Goest to Jerusalem
Author: Anna Hoppe Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #83 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Church Year Quinquagesima; Quinquagesima Lyrics: 1 Thou goest to Jerusalem,
O Son of God, to suffer,
And for a world of sinful men
Thy spotless life to offer;
Thou bearest anguish, pain, and loss,
The mockers' score, the scourge, the cross,
To win for us salvation.
2 Before Thee lies Gethsemane,
The scene of bitter anguish;
Thine eyes behold the Calvary
Where Thou in pain must languish;
The bleeding wounds, the bitter gall,
The crown of thorns, the judgment hall,
Thy burdened soul's affliction.
3 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;
We pray Thee, Master, lead us
Away from earth's vain, restless strife;
With heavenly manna feed us.
Thou who hast died to save the lost,
Help us, dear Lord, to weigh the cost,
And follow Thee, our Saviour.
Amen. Scripture: Matthew 18:31-33 Languages: English Tune Title: DU LIFVETS BRÖD
Thou Goest to Jerusalem
Jesus, refuge of the weary
Author: G. Savonarola, d. 1498 Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #264 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Quinquagesima; The Church Year Quinquagesima Lyrics: 1 Jesus, refuge of the weary,
Object of the spirit's love,
Fountain in life's desert dreary,
Savior, from the world above:
O how oft Thine eyes, offended,
Gaze upon the sinner's fall!
Yet upon the cross extended,
Thou didst bear the pain of all.
2 Do we pass that cross unheeding,
Breathing no repentant vow,
Though we see You wounded, bleeding,
See Thy thorn-encircled brow?
Yet Thy sinless death hath brought us
Life eternal, peace and rest;
Only what Thy grace hath taught us
Calms the sinner's troubles breast.
3 Jesus, may our hearts be burning,
With more fervent love for Thee;
May our eyes be ever turning
To Thy cross of agony;
Till in glory, parted never
From the blessed Savior's side,
Graven in our hearts for ever,
Dwell the cross, the Crucified. Tune Title: [Jesus, refuge of the weary]
Jesus, refuge of the weary
Behold the Lamb of God!
Author: M. Bridges Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #265 (1913) Meter: 6.6.6.4.8.8.4 Topics: The Church Year Quinquagesima; The Church Year Quinquagesima Lyrics: 1 Behold the Lamb of God!
O Thou for sinners slain,
Let it not be in vain
That Thou hast died:
Thee for my Savior let me take,
My only refuge let me make
Thy piercéd side.
2 Behold the Lamb of God!
Into the sacred flood
Of thy most precious blood
My soul I cast:
Wash me and make me clean within,
And keep me pure from every sin,
Till life be past.
3 Behold the Lamb of God!
All hail, incarnate Word,
Thou everlasting Lord,
Savior most blest;
Fill us with love that never faints,
Grant us with all thy blessed saints,
Eternal rest.
4 Behold the Lamb of God!
Worthy is He alone,
That sitteth on the throne
Of God above;
One with the Ancient of all days,
One with the Comforter in praise,
All light and love. Tune Title: [Behold the Lamb of God]
Behold the Lamb of God!
O enter, Lord, Thy temple
Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #266 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6.6.7.7.6 Topics: The Church Year Quinquagesima; The Church Year Quinquagesima Lyrics: 1 O enter, Lord, Thy temple,
Be Thou my spirit's guest,
Who, at my birth, didst give me
A second birth more blest;
Thou in the Godhead, Lord,
Though here to dwell Thou deignest,
For ever equal reignest,
Art equally adored.
2 O enter, let me know Thee,
And feel Thy power within,
The power that breaks our fetters,
And rescues us from sin.
O wash and cleanse Thou me,
That I may serve Thee truly,
To render honor duly
With perfect heart to Thee.
3 'Tis Thou, O Spirit, teachest
The soul to pray aright;
Thy songs have sweetest music,
Thy prayers have wondrous might;
Unheard they cannot fall,
They pierce the highest heaven,
Till He His help hath given
Who surely helpeth all.
4 Joy is Thy gift, O Spirit!
Thou wouldst not have us pine;
In darkest hours thy comfort
Doth aye most brightly shine;
Ah, then how oft thy voice
Hath shed its sweetness o'er me,
And opened heaven before me,
And bid my heart rejoice.
5 All love in Thine, O Spirit!
Thou hatest enmity;
Thou lovest peace and friendship,
All strife wouldst have us flee;
Where wrath and discord reign
Thy whisper inly pleadeth,
And to the heart that heedeth
Brings love and light again.
6 The whole wide world, O Spirit,
Doth on Thy presence rest;
Our wayward hearts Thou turnest
As it may seem Thee best.
Once more Thy power make known,
As Thou hast done so often,
Convert the wicked, soften
To break the heart of stone.
7 With holy zeal then fill us,
To keep the faith still pure;
And bless our lands and houses
With wealth that may endure;
And make that foe to flee
Who in us with Thee striveth,
From out our heart he driveth
Whate'er delighteth Thee.
8 Order our path in all things
According to Thy mind,
And when this life is over,
And all must be resigned,
O grant us then to die,
With calm and fearless spirit,
And after death inherit
Eternal life on high. Tune Title: [O enter, Lord, Thy temple]
O enter, Lord, Thy temple
O Lamb of God who takest the sins of the world
Author: Adelaide A. Procter Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #267 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.7.6 Topics: The Church Year Quinquagesima; The Church Year Quinquagesima First Line: The way is long and dreary Lyrics: 1 The way is long and dreary,
The path is bleak and bare,
Our feet are worn and weary,
But we will not despair.
More heavy was Thy burden,
More desolate Thy way:
O Lamb of God, who takest
The sin of the world away,
Have mercy upon us!
2 The snows lie thick around us
In the dark and gloomy night,
The tempest roars above us,
The stars have hid their light;
But blacker was the darkness
‘Round Calvary’s cross that day:
O Lamb of God, who takest
The sin of the world away,
Have mercy upon us!
3 Our hearts are faint with sorrow,
Heavy and sad to bear;
We dread the bitter morrow,
But we will not despair.
Thou knowest all our anguish,
And Thou wilt bid it cease:
O Lamb of God, who takest
The sin of the world away,
O give to us Thy peace! Tune Title: [The way is long and dreary]
O Lamb of God who takest the sins of the world
A Certain beggar, poor and blind
Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #XLIX (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Quinquagesima Lyrics: 1 A Certain beggar, poor and blind,
A needy creature as we find,
Whose heart was fill'd with woe and grief,
Cried to the Saviour for relief.
2 He cried, O blessed David's son!
My mournful case to thee is known;
O pitty me, grant me my sight!
Restore to me that wanted light.
3 Tho' he was blind, yet he could hear,
And knew that his dear Lord was near:
He cried, and pray'd, and would not cease
Till he had vented his distress.
4 When once our blindness we do feel,
Our grief no longer can conceal;
Then life the Beggar we shall cry
To Jesus, e'er he passes by.
5 Are we rebuk'd, we cry the more,
Till Jesus manifests his pow'r--
We shall not cease until we know:
That we are hear'd, and answer'd too.
6 Then, like the Beggar we shall be,
Once we were blind but now we see:
Our darkness turned into day,
And follow Jesus in his way.
Scripture: Luke 18:31-43 Languages: English
A Certain beggar, poor and blind
Could I, with tongues of Angels speak
Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #L (1816) Topics: Quinquagesima Lyrics: 1 Could I, with tongues of Angels speak
With all the eloquence of men!
And not the love of God partake,
All my profession would be vain.
2 I should be like the sounding Brass,
Or like the tinkling of a Bell;
And should I for an Angel pass,
It would not save my soul from Hell.
3 Had I the gifts of prophecy,
And all the mysteries reveal'd,
Yet in my sins I be to die,
Unless my heart with love is fill'd.
4 Had I such faith as could remove
The greatest mountains from their place;
Yet all in vain, till christian love
Is wrought in me, by saving grace.
5 If all my goods the poor to feed,
With my concent was freely giv'n;
But without charity indeed,
I never should be fit for heav'n.
6 My body given for to burn,
To make attonements for my sin--
I should be like a varnish'd urn,
That which hath nought but filth within.
7 O, may that precious gift of God!
True charity, that grace divine--
In all my heart be shed abroad,
And seal me Lord for ever thine. Scripture: 1 Corinthians 13 Languages: English
Could I, with tongues of Angels speak
Lord, remove the veil away
Author: Jane Borthwick; Frederick Gottlieb Klopstock Hymnal: Church Book #22 (1890) Topics: Quinquagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 Lord, remove the veil away,
Let us see Thyself to-day!
Thou who camest from on high,
For our sins to bleed and die,
Help us now to cast aside
All that would our hearts divide;
With the Father and the Son,
Let Thy living Church be one.
2 O, from earthly cares set free,
Let us find our rest in Thee!
May our toils and conflicts cease
In the calm of Sabbath peace,
That Thy people here below
Something of the bliss may know,
Something of the rest and love,
In the Sabbath home above!
3 Lord, Thy sinful child prepare
For a place and portion there!
Give my soul the spotless dress
Of Thy perfect Righteousness:
Then at length, a welcome guest,
I shall enter to the feast,
Earthly cares and sorrow o'er,
Joys to last for evermore.
Languages: English Tune Title: O GESEGNETES REGIEREN
Lord, remove the veil away
Here behold me, as I cast me
Author: Joachim Neander; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #23 (1890) Meter: 8.7 Topics: Quinquagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 Here behold me, as I cast me
Neath Thy throne, O glorious King!
Sorrows thronging, childlike longing,
Son of Man, to Thee I bring.
Let me find Thee!
Me, a poor and worthless thing.
2 Look upon me, Lord, I pray Thee,
Let Thy Spirit dwell in mine;
Thou hast sought me, Thou hast bought me,
Only Thee to know I pine.
Let me find Thee!
Take my heart, and own me Thine!
3 Naught I ask for, naught I strive for,
But Thy grace so rich and free;
That Thou givest whom Thou lovest,
And who truly cleave to Thee.
Let me find Thee!
He hath all things who hath Thee.
4 Earthly treasure, mirth and pleasure,
Glorious name, or richest hoard,
Are but weary, void and dreary,
To the heart that longs for God.
Let me find Thee!
I am thine, O mighty Lord! Languages: English Tune Title: SIEH, HIER BIN ICH EHRENKÖNIG
Here behold me, as I cast me
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
Author: John Newton Hymnal: Church Book #29 (1890) Topics: Quinquagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.
2 Thou art coming to a King;
Large petitions with thee bring;
For His grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.
3 With my burden I begin;
Lord, remove this load of sin!
Let Thy Blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.
4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest!
Take possession of my breast;
There Thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.
5 While I am a pilgrim here,
Let Thy love my spirit cheer;
As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey's end.
6 Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew;
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me live Thy people's death. Languages: English Tune Title: REDHEAD, 47
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
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