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Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light

Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Martin Behm Hymnal: Book of Hymns for the Evangelical Lutheran Joint Synod of Wisconsin and Other States #d144 (1920) Hymnal Title: Book of Hymns for the Evangelical Lutheran Joint Synod of Wisconsin and Other States Languages: English

Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light

Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Martin Behm Hymnal: Book of Hymns for the joint Evangelical Lutheran Synod of Wisconsin, Minnesota, Michigan and other states #d145 (1913) Hymnal Title: Book of Hymns for the joint Evangelical Lutheran Synod of Wisconsin, Minnesota, Michigan and other states Languages: English
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Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light

Author: Miss Catherine Winkworth (1829-1878); Rev. Martin Behemb (1557-1622) Hymnal: Carmina Sanctorum, a selection of hymns and songs of praise with tunes #695 (1886) Hymnal Title: Carmina Sanctorum, a selection of hymns and songs of praise with tunes Topics: Christ's coming Scripture: Hebrews 12:3-4 Languages: English
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Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light

Author: Miss Catherine Winkworth (1829-1878) Hymnal: Carmina Sanctorum #695 (1885) Hymnal Title: Carmina Sanctorum Languages: English
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Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light

Author: M. Behemb Hymnal: Chorale Book for England, The #190 (1863) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: Chorale Book for England, The Lyrics: Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, My strength by day, my trust by night, On earth I'm but a passing guest, And sorely with my sins oppress'd. Far off I see my fatherland, Where through Thy grace I hope to stand, But ere I reach that Paradise A weary way before me lies. My heart sinks at the journey's length, My wasted flesh has little strength, Only my soul still cries in me, Lord, fetch me home, take me to Thee! Oh let Thy sufferings give me power To meet the last and darkest hour; Thy cross the staff whereon I lean, My couch the grave where Thou hast been. Since Thou hast died, the Pure, the Just, I take my homeward way in trust, The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide, When here I may no more abide. And when the last great Day is come, And Thou our Judge shalt speak the doom, Let me with joy behold the light, And set me then upon Thy right. Renew this wasted flesh of mine, That like the sun it there may shine, Among the angels pure and bright, Yea, like Thyself in glorious light. Ah then I have my heart's desire, When singing with the angels' choir, Among the ransom'd of Thy grace, For ever I behold Thy face! Languages: English
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Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light

Author: Cath. Winkworth; M. Behm Hymnal: Christian Chorals #128 (1885) Hymnal Title: Christian Chorals Languages: English Tune Title: LEBENSLICHT

Lord Jesus Christ, my life, my light

Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Martin Behm Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn Book with Tunes #d244 (1912) Hymnal Title: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn Book with Tunes Languages: English
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Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #72 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book Lyrics: 1 LORD Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, My Strength by day, my Trust by night, On earth I'm but a passing guest, And sorely with my sins oppressed. 2 Far off I see my fatherland, Where through Thy blood I hope to stand, But ere I reach that Paradise, A weary way before me lies. 3 My heart sinks at the journey's length, My wasted flesh has little strength, Only my soul still cries in me: "Lord, take me home, take me to Thee!" 4 O let Thy sufferings give me power To meet the last and darkest hour; Thy sweat refresh and comfort me, Thy bonds and fetters make me free! 5 The blows and stripes that fell on Thee Heal up the wounds of sin in me; Thy crown of thorns, Thy foes' mad spite Let be my glory and delight! 6 That thirst and bitter draught of Thine Help me to bear with patience mine; Thy piercing cry uphold my soul, When floods of anguish o'er me roll! 7 O let Thy holy wounds for me Clefts in the rock forever be, Where as a dove my soul can hide And safe from Satan's rage abide. 8 And when my lips grow white and chill, Thy Spirit cry within me still, And help my soul Thy heaven to find, When these poor eyes grow dark and blind! 9 And when my spirit flies away, Thy parting words shall be my stay, Let me depart with peaceful brow, When I in death my head shall bow. 10 Thy cross shall be my staff in life, Thy holy grave my rest from strife; The winding-sheet that covered Thee, O let it be a shroud for me. 11 Lord, from Thy nail-prints let me read That Thou to save me hast decreed, And grant that in Thy opened side My troubled soul may ever hide. 12 Since Thou hast died, the Pure, the Just, I take my homeward way in trust, The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide, When here I may no more abide. 13 And when the last great day shall come, And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom, Let me with joy behold the light, And set me then upon Thy right. 14 Renew this wasted flesh of mine, That like the sun it there may shine Among the angels pure and bright, Yea, like Thyself in glorious light. 15 Ah, then I have my heart's desire, When singing with the angels' choir, Among the ransomed of Thy grace, Forever I behold Thy face! Topics: Passion Languages: English
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Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #195 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, My Strength by day, my Trust by night, On earth I'm but a passing guest, And sorely with my sins oppressed. 2 Far off I see my fatherland, Where through Thy blood I hope to stand, But ere I reach that Paradise, A weary way before me lies. 3 My heart sinks at the journey's length, My wasted flesh has little strength, Only my soul still cries in me: "Lord, take me home, take me to Thee!" 4 O let Thy sufferings give me power To meet the last and darkest hour; Thy sweat refresh and comfort me, Thy bonds and fetters make me free! 5 The blows and stripes that fell on Thee Heal up the wounds of sin in me; Thy crown of thorns, Thy foes' mad spite Let be my glory and delight! 6 That thirst and bitter draught of Thine Let help me bear with patience mine; Thy piercing cry uphold my soul, When floods of anguish o'er me roll! 7 O let Thy holy wounds for me Clefts in the rock forever be, Where as a dove my soul can hide And safe from Satan's rage abide. 8 And when my lips grow white and chill, Thy Spirit cry within me still, And help my soul Thy heaven to find, When these poor eyes grow dark and blind! 9 And when my spirit flies away, Thy parting words shall be my stay, Let me depart with peaceful brow, When I in death my head shall bow. 10 Thy cross shall be my staff in life, Thy holy grave my rest from strife; The winding-sheet that covered Thee, O let it be a shroud for me. 11 Lord, from Thy nail-prints let me read That Thou to save me hast decreed, And grant that in Thy opened side My troubled soul may ever hide. 12 Since Thou hast died, the Pure, the Just, I take my homeward way in trust, The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide, When here I may no more abide. 13 And when the last great day shall come, And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom, Let me with joy behold the light, And set me then upon Thy right. 14 Renew this wasted flesh of mine, That like the sun it there may shine Among the angels pure and bright, Yea, like Thyself in glorious light. 15 Ah, then I have my heart's desire, When singing with the angels' choir, Among the ransomed of Thy grace, Forever I behold Thy face! Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English
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Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal #437 (1880) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, My Strength by day, my Trust by night, On earth I'm but a passing guest, And sorely by my sins oppressed. 2 Far off I see my fatherland, Where through Thy grace I hope to stand; But ere I reach that Paradise A weary way before me lies. 3 My heart sinks at the journey's length, My wasted flesh has little strength; Only my soul still cries in me, Lord, fetch me home, take me to Thee. 4 O let Thy sufferings give me power To meet the last and darkest hour; Thy cross the staff whereon I lean, My couch the grave where Thou hast been. 5 Since Thou hast died, the Pure, the Just, I take my homeward way in trust; The gates of heav'n, Lord, open wide, When here I may no more abide. 6 And when the last great day is come And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom, Let me with joy behold the light, And set me then upon Thy right. 7 Renew this wasted flesh of mine, That like the sun it there may shine Among the angels pure and bright, Yea, like Thyself in glorious light. 8 Then I shall have my heart's desire, When, singing with the angels' choir, Among the ransomed of Thy grace, Forever I behold Thy face. Topics: Christian Life and Hope ; The Consummation Contemplation of Death Languages: English

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