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Thine honor rescue, righteous Lord!

Author: Johann Heermann; Rev. Matthias Loy, D. D. Appears in 15 hymnals Topics: Sunday after New Year's Lyrics: 1 Thine honor rescue, righteous Lord! Hear Zion’s sighs and help afford; Destroy the wiles of potent foes, Who now Thy Word and truth oppose. 2 Their craft and vaunting pomp are great; High beat their hearts, with power elate; Our dearest hopes they but deride, And deem us nothing in their pride. 3 Forgive, O Lord! our sins forgive, Show us Thy face and let us live: Convince Thy foes throughout the land That godless counsels shall not stand. 4 Preserve Thy little flock in peace, Nor let Thy boundless mercy cease; Let it to all the world appear Thy holy Church indeed is here. 5 That Thou art with us, loud proclaim Who put'st each enemy to shame; Dost all their haughtiness suppress, And help Thine own in their distress. Used With Tune: HEBRON
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Hvad er, som jager Jesum bort

Author: Landstad Appears in 4 hymnals Topics: Sunday after New Years High Mass; Sunday after New Years High Mass Lyrics: 1 Hvad er, som jager Jesum bort Til fremmed Land og Steder? Det er min Synd, som har det gjort, Min Synd og onde Seder. Det Had, som hin Herodes bar, Deraf min Deel jeg ogsaa har Endskjønt jeg Kristen heder. 2 Min Gud, jeg har ei elsket dig Saaledes, som jeg skulde, Jeg ikke har hengivet mig Min Frelsermand tilfulde. Du kom – og jeg slog paa dig Vrag, Jeg mindes mangen Udyds-Dag, Og Synde-Hjertets Kulde. 3 Det Lys, som kom med dig herned, Har op hos mig ei daget, Guds Naades Røst og Hilsens Fred Har jeg og ei optaget! Guds Ord, som alt miskundelig Os viser, Herre Krist, til dig, Jeg hen i Veir har slaget. 4 Vor Stolthed staar dig hart imod, O Himlens dyre Gave! Hvad du har kjøbt os med dit Blod, Det ville vi ei have! Du er blandt os med Vantro mødt, Ja hadet, spottet og udstødt Af von kalked' Grave. 5 Og gaar du bort, som Veien veed, Hvad skal der af os vorde? Vor Glæde, Trøst og Haab og Fred, Alt gaar med dig af Gaarde; Da slukkes ud alt Livsens Lys, Da blir det ret er øde Hus Og Hungers Dage haarde. 6 O Herre, straf os Arme ei Udi din store Vrede! O Herre Krist, gak ei din Vei, Bliv hos os her! vi bede; Er vi end et uværdigt Folk Bliv her, du store Sandheds Tolk, Tag, Konge, her dit Sæde!
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O draw me, Saviour, after Thee!

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Wesley Appears in 42 hymnals Topics: Sunday after New Year Lyrics: 1 O draw me, Saviour, after Thee! So shall I run and never tire. With gracious words still comfort me; Be Thou my Hope, my sole Desire. Free me from every weight; nor fear Nor sin can come, if Thou art here. 2 From all eternity, with Love Unchangeable Thou hast me viewed. Ere knew this beating heart to move, Thy tender mercies me pursued. Ever with me may they abide, And close me in on every side. 3 Still let Thy Love point out my way; How wondrous things Thy Love hath wrought! Still lead me, lest I go astray; Direct my work, inspire my thought; And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know that Love is near. 4 In suffering be Thy love my peace; In weakness be Thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that important hour, In death as life be Thou my Guide, And save me, who for me hast died! Used With Tune: MACHS MIT MIR GOTT NACH DEINER GÜT
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Thy ways, O Lord! with wise design

Author: Ambrose Serle Appears in 85 hymnals Topics: Sunday after New Year's Lyrics: 1 Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design, Are framed upon Thy throne above, And every dark or bending line, Meets in the center of Thy love. 2 With feeble light, and half obscure, Poor mortals Thine arrangements view; Not knowing that they least are sure, And the mysterious just and true. 3 Thy flock, Thine own peculiar care, Though now they seem to roam uneyed, Are led or driven only where They best and safest may abide. 4 They neither know nor trace the way: But whilst they trust Thy guardian eye, Their feet shall ne'er to ruin stray, Nor shall the weakest fail or die. 5 My favored soul shall meekly learn, To lay her reason at Thy throne; Too weak Thy secrets to discern, I'll trust Thee for my guide alone. Used With Tune: ROCKINGHAM (Old)
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And shall we still be slaves

Author: Isaac Watts Appears in 22 hymnals Topics: Sunday after New Year's Lyrics: 1 And shall we still be slaves, And in our fetters lie, When summoned by a voice divine T'assert our liberty? 2 Did Christ the Saviour bleed, Our freedom to obtain? And shall we trample on His blood, And glory in our chain? 3 Shall we go on to sin, Because His grace abounds; Or crucify the Lord again, And open all His wounds? 4 Forbid it, mighty God! Nor let it e'er be said That those, for whom Thy Son has died, In vice are lost and dead. Used With Tune: ST. THOMAS
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Baptized into Thy Name Most Holy

Author: Johann Jacob Rambach; Miss Catherine Winkworth Meter: 9.8.9.8.8.8 Appears in 45 hymnals Topics: Church Year Sunday after New Year; Sunday after New Year Lyrics: 1 Baptized into Thy Name most holy, O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, I claim a place, though weak and lowly, Among Thy seed and chosen host; Buried with Christ, and dead to sin, Thy Spirit now shall live within. 2 My loving Father, Thou dost take me To be henceforth Thy child and heir; My faithful Saviour, Thou dost make me The fruit of all Thy sorrows share, Thou, Holy Ghost, wilt comfort me, When darkest clouds around I see. 3 And I have vowed to fear and love Thee, And to obey Thee, Lord, alone; I felt Thy Holy Spirit move me, And freely pledged myself Thine own, Renouncing sin to keep the faith, And war with evil unto death. 4 My faithful God, Thou failest never, Thy covenant will e'er abide; O cast me not away forever, Should I transgress it on my side; If I have sore my soul defiled, Yet still forgive, restore thy child. 5 Yea, all I am, and love most dearly,-- To Thee anew I give the whole; O let me make my vows sincerely, Take full possession of my soul, Let naught within me, naught I own, Serve any will but Thine alone. 6 And never let my purpose falter, O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, But keep me faithful to Thine altar, Till Thou shalt call me from my post; To Thee I thus will live and die, And praise Thee evermore on high. Amen. Scripture: Colossians 2:12 Used With Tune: WER WEISS, WIE NAHE MIR MEIN ENDE
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Hvo ene lader Herren raade

Author: Georg Neumark; Fr. Rostgaard Appears in 5 hymnals Topics: Sunday after New Years; Sunday after New Years; Sunday after New Years Lyrics: 1 Hvo ene lader Herren raade, Og sætter fuldt til ham sin Lid, Den vil han fri af alskens Vaade, Og redde af al Nød og Strid, Hvo al sin Lid til Himlen slaar, Hans Hus paa sandig Grund ei staar. 2 Hvad hjælper os vor Sorg og Klage? Hvad hjælper os vor Ak og Ve? Hvad hjælper, at vi alle Dage Bejamre vor Bedrøvelse? Vi fylde kun for Modgangs Skaal Med sligt unyttigt Klagemaal. 3 Staa, kristen Sjæl, kun lidet stille, Og vær fornøiet i din Gud, Alt som hans vise Naade-Vilje Og Forsyn deler al Ting ud; Den gode Gud, vor Skabermand Bedst skjønner, havd os fattes kan. 4 Han kjender det, vort Bedste fremmer, Han veed den rette Trøste-Tid, Naar han vor Troskab kun fornemmer, Og merker ingen Hykler-Id, Saa kommer han, før vi det se, Og vil da meget godt os te. 5 Tænk ei i dine store Plager, At Herren haver dig forladt, Og sig af den alene tager, Som Lykken har i al Ting fat; Med Tiden meget vender sig, Den sætter Maal for mig og dig. 6 Det er og Gud slet ingen Møie, Og koster bare ham et Ord, Den, som er fattig, at ophøie, En Rig at støde ned til Jord; Gud er den Undergjernings-Mand, Snart reise op, snart fælde kan. 7 Syng, bed og lyd, hvad Herren siger, Vær i dig Kald vinskibelig, Og tro, ved Gud din Velfærd stiger, Saa sker det ogsaa visselig; Thi hvo sin Lid paa gud har sat, Han vorder ei af ham forladt.
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Why do the heathen rage?

Author: B. H. Kennedy Meter: 6.7.6.7.6.6.6.6 Appears in 4 hymnals Topics: The Church Year Sunday after New Year; The Church Year Sunday after New Year Lyrics: 1 Why do the heathen rage? What are the nations dreaming? In vain against the Lord And His Anointed scheming, Kings of the earth arise, And leaguéd rulers say: "Come, let us break their bands, And cast their cords away." 2 He who is throned in heaven Derides their preparation; The Lord upon them pours His scornful indignation: Soon shall His voice of wrath Their souls with terror thrill "Yet I have set my King On Zion's holy hill."-- 3 Now will I cry aloud And tell the Lord's great token: "Thou art My Son," He saith: To me the word was spoken: "Yea, Thee have I this day Begotten: ask of Me, And Thine the heathen, Thine Earth's utmost parts shall be: 4 Beneath Thine iron rod Thy foemen shall be shattered, As by the potter's hand The broken shreds lie scattered." Be wise, then, O ye kings, Ye earthly judges, hear; Serve ye the Lord with awe, Rejoice with trembling fear. 5 Bow down and kiss the Son, Lest, if His wrath awaken, Ye fail and fade away, For evermore forsaken. Soon may His anger burn, A lightly kindled flame; Then blessed are all they That trust His holy name. Used With Tune: [Why do the heathen rage?]
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Great is the Lord our God

Author: Isaac Watts Appears in 301 hymnals Topics: Sunday after New Year's Lyrics: 1 Great is the Lord our God, And let His praise be great; He makes the Church His abode, His most delightful seat. 2 In Zion God is known, A refuge in distress: How bright has His salvation shone Through all her palaces! 3 When kings against her joined, And saw the Lord was there, In wild confusion of the mind, They fled with hasty fear. 4 Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold Where His own sheep have been. 5 In ev'ry new distress We’ll to His house repair; We’ll think upon His wondrous grace, And seek deliv'rance there. Used With Tune: SILVER STREET
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When in the hour of utmost need

Author: Paul Eber; Miss Winkworth Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 64 hymnals Topics: Sunday after New Year Lyrics: 1 When in the hour of utmost need We know not where to look for aid; When days and nights of anxious thought No help or counsel yet have brought: 2 Then this our comfort is alone, That we may meet before Thy throne And cry, O faithful God, to Thee For rescue from our misery: 3 To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes, Repenting sore with bitter sighs, And seek Thy pardon for our sin, And respite from our griefs within. 4 For Thou hast promised graciously To hear all those who cry to Thee, Through Him whose Name alone is great, Our Saviour and our Advocate. 5 And thus we come, O God, to-day, And all our woes before Thee lay; For tried, afflicted, lo!, we stand, Peril and foes on every hand. 6 Ah, hide not for our sins Thy face; Absolve us through Thy boundless grace; Be with us in our anguish still, Free us at last from every ill. 7 That so with all our hearts may we Once more with joy give thanks to Thee, And walk obedient to Thy Word, And now and ever praise the Lord. Used With Tune: WENN WIR IN HÖCHSTEN NÖTHEN SEYN

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