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O How Great Is Thy Compassion

Author: J. Olearius, 1611-84; A. Crull, 1845-1923 Hymnal: ELH1996 #460 (1996) Meter: 8.7.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 O how great is Thy compassion, Faithful Father, God of grace, That with all our fallen race And in our deep degradation Thou wast merciful that we Might be saved eternally! 2 Thy great love for this hath striven That we may from sin be free And forever live with Thee; Yea, Thy Son Himself hath given In His grace an earnest call To His Supper unto all. 3 And for this our souls' salvation Voucheth Thy good Spirit, Lord, In Thy Sacraments and Word. He imparteth consolation, Granteth us the gift of faith That we fear nor hell nor death. 4 Lord, Thy mercy will not leave me; Truth doth evermore abide. Then in Thee I will confide. Since Thy Word cannot deceive me, My salvation is to me Well assured eternally. 5 I will praise Thy great compassion, Faithful Father, God of grace, That with all our fallen race And in our deep degradation Thou wast merciful that we Might bring endless praise to Thee. Topics: Charity: Good Samaritan; Trinity 13 Languages: English Tune Title: ACH, WAS SOLL ICH SÜNDER MACHEN

Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

Author: H. Alford, 1810-71 Hymnal: ELH1996 #461 (1996) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: Come, ye thankful people come Lyrics: 1 Come, ye thankful people, come; Raise the song of harvest home. All be safely gathered in Ere the winter storms begin. God, our Maker, doth provide For our wants to be supplied. Come to God's own temple, come; Raise the song of harvest home. 2 All the world is God's own field, Fruit unto His praise to yield; Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown. First the blade and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear. Lord of harvest, grant that we Wholesome grain and pure may be. 3 For the Lord, our God, shall come And shall take His harvest home, From His field shall in that day All offences purge away, Give His angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast, But the fruitful ears to store In His garner evermore. 4 Even so, Lord, quickly come To Thy final harvest home; Gather Thou Thy people in, Free from sorrow, free from sin, There, forever purified, In Thy garner to abide. Come with all Thine angels, come; Raise the glorious harvest home. Topics: Trinity 14 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR

As After the Water-Brooks

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig, 1783-1872 ; C. Døving, 1867-1937 Hymnal: ELH1996 #462 (1996) Meter: 9.8.9.8.9.9.8 First Line: As after the water-brooks panteth Lyrics: 1 As after the water-brooks panteth The hart, when it sinks in the chase, So thirsteth my soul as it fainteth For Thee, O my God, and Thy grace; For Thou art the fount everliving who unto the thirsty art giving The water of life that I need. 2 By day and by night in her anguish My soul is lamenting in woe; O Lord, in my grief I must languish, No counsel, no help do I know; When shall I Thy mercy awaken? When shall I, the poor and forsaken, Before Thee appear, O my God? 3 Great fears now my courage are rending, For near the abyss I am brought, My way on the brink I am wending, My journey with peril is fraught; I faint, I see terrors appalling, And into the deep I am falling-- O harken, O Lord, to my cries! 4 Lord, Thou art my rock of salvation, My house I have built upon Thee; O if Thou shouldst fail as foundation, My ruin it surely would be; Lord, deep unto deep now is calling, Thy waves and Thy billows appalling Arise to go over my soul. 5 When others sing anthems of gladness, And offer thanksgiving and praise, I sit in the gloom of my sadness And hear not the anthems they raise; My song is the voice of my sighing, The festal days pass in my crying-- I languish in grief and in woe. 6 Why art thou disquiet within me? Why art thou cast down, O my soul? Confide in they God, let Him win thee! Still hope in thy God,Him extol! For surely once dawneth a morrow, When, freed from thy care and thy sorrow, Thou praises shalt sing to thy God. 7 His light and His truth, they shall lead me In peace to His temple at last; I rest on His Word, He will speed me, And conflict and sorrow are past; Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him. With heart and with voice will I praise Him-- My health and my life and my God. Topics: Trinity 14 Languages: English Tune Title: SOM TØRSTIGE HJORT MONNE SKRIGE

For the Beauty of the Earth

Author: F. S. Pierpont, 1835-1917 Hymnal: ELH1996 #463 (1996) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7 Refrain First Line: Lord of all, to Thee we raise Lyrics: 1 For the beauty of the earth, For the glory of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies: Refrain: Lord of all, to Thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 2 For the wonder of each hour Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flow'r, Sun and moon, and stars of light: (Refrain) 3 For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth, and friends above, Pleasures pure and undefiled: (Refrain) 4 For Thy Church that evermore Lifts her holy hands above, Off'ring up on ev'ry shore Her pure sacrifice of love: (Refrain) Topics: Trinity 14 Languages: English Tune Title: FRED TIL BOD

Sing to the Lord of Harvest

Author: J. S. B. Monsell, 1811-75 Hymnal: ELH1996 #464 (1996) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Lyrics: 1 Sing to the Lord of harvest; Sing songs of love and praise. With joyful hearts and voices Your alleluias raise. By Him the rolling seasons In fruitful order move; Sing to the Lord of harvest, A song of happy love. 2 By Him the clouds drop goodness; The deserts bloom and spring. The hills leap up in gladness; The valleys laugh and sing. He filleth with His fullness, All things with large increase; He crowns the year with goodness, With plenty and with peace. 3 Heap on His sacred altar The gifts His goodness gave, The golden sheaves of harvest, The souls He died to save. Your hearts lay down before Him When at His feet you fall, And with your lives adore Him, Who gave His life for all. Topics: Trinity 14 Languages: English Tune Title: WIE LIEBLICH IST DER MAIEN

From God Shall Naught Divide Me

Author: L. Helmbold, 1532-98; C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: ELH1996 #465 (1996) Meter: 7.6.7.6.6.7.7.6 Lyrics: 1 From God shall naught divide me, For He is true for aye, And on my path will guide me, Who else should often stray; His ever bounteous hand By night and day is heedful, And gives me what is needful, Wheree'er I go or stand. 2 When man's help and affection Shall unavailing prove, God grants me His protection And shows His pow'r and love. He helps in ev'ry need, From sin and shame redeems me, From chains and bonds reclaims me, Yea, e'en from death I'm freed. 3 If sorrow comes, I'll bear it In patience and in trust; My Lord Himself doth share it, For He is true and just, And loves to bless us still; My life and soul--I owe them To Him who doth bestow them, Let Him do as He will. 4 Whate'er shall be His pleasure Is surely best for me; He gave His dearest treasure, That our weak hearts might see How good His will toward us; And in His Son He gave us Whate'er could bless and save us; Praise Him who loveth thus! 5 O praise Him, for He never Forgets our daily need; O blest the hour whenever To Him our thoughts can speed; Yea, all the time we spend Without Him is but wasted, Till we His joy have tasted, The joy that hath no end. 6 For when the world is passing With all its pomp and pride, All we were here amassing No longer may abide; But in our earthly bed, Where softly we are sleeping, God hath us in His keeping, To wake us from the dead. 7 Our soul shall never perish, But in yon paradise The joys of heav'n shall cherish; Our body shall arise Pure, holy, new-born, free From ev'ry sin and evil; The tempting of the devil We then no more shall see. 8 Then, though on earth I suffer Much trial, well I know I merit ways still rougher; Yet 'tis to heav'n I go; For Christ I know and love, To Him I now am hasting, And gladness everlasting With Him my heart shall prove. 9 For such His will who made us; The Father seeks our good; The Son hath grace to aid us, And save us by His blood; His Spirit rules our ways, By faith in us abiding, To heav'n our footsteps guiding; To Him be thanks and praise. Topics: Trinity 14 Languages: English Tune Title: VON GOTT WILL ICH NICHT LASSEN

We Praise Thee, O God, Our Redeemer

Author: J. B. C. Cory, 1882-1963 Hymnal: ELH1996 #466 (1996) Meter: 12.11.12.11 First Line: We praise Thee, O God, our Redeemer Creator Lyrics: 1 We praise Thee, O God, our Redeemer, Creator! In grateful devotion our tribute we bring; We lay it before Thee, we kneel and adore Thee; We bless Thy holy name; glad praises we sing. 2 We worship Thee, God of our fathers; we bless Thee; Through life's storm and tempest our Guide hast Thou been; When perils o'ertake us, escape Thou wilt make us, And with Thy help, O Lord, our battles we win. 3 With voices united our praises we offer; To Thee, great Jehovah, glad anthems we raise. Thy strong arm will guide us, our God is beside us, To Thee, our great Redeemer, forever be praise. Topics: Trinity 14 Languages: English Tune Title: KREMSER

In God, My Faithful God

Author: S Weingärtner, 17th century; C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: ELH1996 #467 (1996) Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 In God, my faithful God, I trust when dark my road; Though many woes o'ertake me; Yet He will not forsake me. His love it is doth send them And, when 'tis best, will end them. 2 My sins assail me sore, But I despair no more. I build on Christ who loves me; From this Rock nothing moves me. To Him I all surrender, To Him, my soul's Defender. 3 If death my portion be, Then death is gain to me And Christ my Life forever, From whom death cannot sever. Come when it may, He'll shield me, To Him I wholly yield me. 4 O Jesus Christ, my Lord, So meek in deed and word, Thou once didst die to save us Because Thou fain wouldst have us Be heirs of heav'nly gladness When ends this life of sadness. 5 "So be it," then I say With all my heart each day. We, too, dear Lord, adore Thee; We sing for joy before Thee. Guide us while here we wander Until we praise Thee yonder. Topics: Contentment: Lilies of the Field; Trinity 15 Languages: English Tune Title: AUF MEINEN LIEBEN GOTT

All Depends on Our Possessing

Author: C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: ELH1996 #468 (1996) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 All depends on our possessing God's abundant grace and blessing, Though all earthly wealth depart. He who trusts with faith unshaken In his God is not forsaken And e'er keeps a dauntless heart. 2 He who hitherto hath fed me And to many joys hath led me, Is and ever shall be mine. He who did so gently school me, He who still doth guide and rule me, Will remain my Help divine. 3 Many spend their lives in fretting Over trifles and in getting Things that have no solid ground. I shall strive to win a treasure That will bring me lasting pleasure And that now is seldom found. 4 When with sorrow I am stricken, Hope my heart anew will quicken, All my longing shall be stilled. To His loving-kindness tender Soul and body I surrender; For in Him alone I build. 5 Well He knows what best to grant me; All the longing hopes that haunt me, Joy and sorrow, have their day. I shall doubt His wisdom never; As God wills, so be it ever; I to Him commit my way. 6 If on earth my days He lengthen, He my weary soul will stengthen; All my trust in Him I place. Earthly wealth is not abiding, Like a stream away is gliding; Safe I anchor in His grace. Topics: Contentment: Lilies of the Field; Trinity 15 Languages: English Tune Title: ALLES IST AN GOTTES SEGEN

Sweet Is the Work

Author: I. Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: ELH1996 #469 (1996) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Sweet is the work, my God, my King Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy Name, give thanks and sing, To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize my breast; My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless His works, and bless His Word. 3 And I shall share a glorious part When grace hath well refined my heart; When doubts and fears no more remain To break my inward peace again. 4 Then shall I see and hear and know All I desired or wished below; And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Topics: Contentment: Lilies of the Field; Trinity 15 Languages: English