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Breath of God that Ordered Chaos

Author: Patricia B. Clark Hymnal: A Taste of Heaven's Joys #9 (2005) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Disipleship; Repentance Scripture: Genesis 1:1-2 Languages: English Tune Title: WHEATLEY

Lift Your Voice Rejoicing, Mary (Let Your Alleluias Rise!)

Author: Elizabeth Rundle Charles, 1828-96 Hymnal: Rejoice in God #18 (2000) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Lift your voice rejoicing, Mary Refrain First Line: Let your alleluias rise Tune Title: PATERSON

Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light

Author: Johann Rist Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 #25 (1940) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Christmas; Christmas Eve The Holy Communion Sequence Tune Title: SCHOP
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Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist; John Troutbeck Hymnal: The Presbyterian Hymnal #26 (1990) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light, And usher in the morning; You shepherds, shudder not with fright, But hear the angel's warning. This Child, now weak in infancy, Our confidence and joy shall be; The power of Satan breaking, Our peace eternal making. Scripture: Isaiah 9:2-7 Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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For Constant Christian Friendship

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Hymnal: Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs #26 (1867) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Jesus! Thou, my dearest Brother Lyrics: Jesus! Thou, my dearest Brother, Who dost well to me intend, Thou mine Anchor, Mast, and Rudder, And my truest Bosom-Friend. To Thee, ere was earth or heaven, Had the race of man been given; Thou, e’en me, poor guest of earth, Chosen hadst before my birth. Thou art free from guile, Lord! ever Innocent of all that’s base; But on this sad earth whenever I in meditation gaze, There I find deception living; Who excelleth in deceiving, Who the best dissemble can, He’s the best and wisest man. Hollow and unfaithful ever Is the friendship of the earth; Seemeth she a man to favour? ’Tis but for the gold he’s worth; Are we prosp’rous, do we flourish? She will smile on us, and nourish; Doth misfortune o’er us low’r? She forsakes us in that hour. Drive away from me, and shield me From such instability; If I, Father, have defil’d me (For I also human be) With this mire, and did I ever Falsehood love, oh! now deliver. All my guilt I own to Thee, Patience give, and grace to me! May I ne’er be overtaken By the evils Thou hast said Come on those who’ve truth forsaken, And with wares deceptive trade; For Thou sayest Thou disownest, As abomination shunnest, Ev’ry hypocrite’s false mood, Who talks, but doth not the good. May my heart be constant ever, Faithful still to every friend; When to grief Thou dost deliver Them, and ’neath the cross they bend, May I even then ne’er shun them, But like unto Thee, Lord, own them, Who, when we were poor and bare, Tended’st us with fondest care. After Thy will, Saviour, give me One in whom I may confide, Who will faithful counsel give me When my heart is sorely tried; To whom I may freely utter All I feel, with nought to fetter, In the measure I may need, ’Till my heart from care is freed. Oh! let David’s bliss betide me, Give to me a Jonathan Who will come and stand beside me Like a rock, though every man From my company should sever, Who his heart will give me ever, Who’ll stand firm in every hour, When sun shines or tempests low’r. Out of all the men who’re living, Choose me a believing friend, Who to Thee is firmly cleaving, On Thine arm doth aye depend; Who may by Thy will relieve me, Help and comfort ever give me, Help, from sympathizing heart, Comfort, when I feel grief’s smart. When ’tis only the mouth loveth, Then the love is ill bestow’d; Whose love but to good words moveth While he keeps a hateful mood, Whom self-interest rules ever, Who when honey falls, stays never, But escapeth speedily,— Ever far be such from me! In my weakness and my sinning, Move my friend to speak to me, By his words of kindness winning, Never as an enemy. Who reproves in love and sadness Is like him, in days of gladness, Who pours balsam over me That by Jordan floweth free. Riches great were I possessing, Priceless were my property; Jesus! did Thy hand such blessing Graciously bestow on me, Were such friend, Lord! ever near me, By His constancy to cheer me; Who doth honour Thee, and fear He hath such a treasure near. Good friends like to staves are ever, Whereon men lean as they go, That the weak one can deliver, When he slides and lieth low: Sad his case who such ne’er knoweth, Who through life all friendless goeth, Weary is his lonely way, When he falls, to help who stay? Gracious Saviour! let it please Thee, Be my Friend in every hour, Be my Friend, till death release me, Be my faithful Staff of pow’r! When Thou to Thyself wilt bind me, Then a heart Thou soon wilt find me, By Thy Holy Spirit fir’d With good thoughts to me inspir’d. Languages: English
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Thou art but Man!

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Hymnal: Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs #34 (1867) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Thou art but man, to thee 'tis known Lyrics: Thou art but man, to thee ’tis known, Why dost thou then endeavour To do what God should do alone, Or can accomplish ever? A thousand griefs thou goest through, In spite of all thy wit can do; Upon thine end thou pond’rest, What it will be thou wond’rest. ’Tis all in vain, in vain thy care, With all thy musings earnest, In all thy life a single hair Thou white or black ne’er turnest. The griefs by which thou’rt sore distress’d Can only serve to mar thy rest, Cause anguish unavailing, Thy life itself curtailing. Wilt thou do what is for thy good, And what thy God good seeth? Then cast on Him each heavy load, ’Fore whom earth and heav’n fleeth. Thy life and labour, all that’s thine, With joy into God’s hand resign; A happy end He’ll ever Give thee, and thee deliver. Who car’d for thee ere light of day Had dawn’d upon thy vision, While in the womb thy soul still lay As in a gloomy prison? Who thought upon thy welfare then? What good did all the might of men Do, when to thee were given Life, mind, and pow’r from heaven? Whose skill was it that fashion’d thee? And who thy frame uprearèd? To glad our eyes, by whose decree, Say, hath the light appearèd? Who hath thy veins in order laid, For each a course convenient made? Who hath thy frame replenish’d With members fair and finish’d? Where were thy mind and will and heart When land and ocean over, Yea, even earth’s remotest part, The sky was spread to cover? Who made the sun and moon to shine, Who gave herbs, trees, and beasts as thine, Who bid them satisfy thee, And no desire deny thee? Lift up thy head, see everywhere, Above, around, below thee, How God in all for thee His care, And at all times, doth show thee! Thy meat and drink, the clothes dost wear, Did God, ere need thou felt’st, prepare. God, ere thou wast, prepar’d thee Thy mother’s milk, that rear’d thee. The raiment that in infancy Thy nakedness did cover, The cradle that receivèd thee, The roof thy young head over, Were all in love prepar’d for thee, Ere yet thine eye was op’d to see The wonders that abounded, The world that thee surrounded. Yet wilt thou walk by thine own light Thy life long, only heeding, Believing nothing but thy sight, Go whither it is leading. In all that thou dost undertake, Thy heart thy counsellor dost make, Unless by it selected, Is ev’ry plan rejected. Behold! how oft and openly God’s providence undoeth The plans thy hand so ardently And hopefully pursueth. But it doth happen frequently, That e’en the very things we see The wisest men could never Predict, or think of ever. How oft thy stiff-neck’d self-will hath To bitter need reduc’d thee! When heart and mind deluded, death To take for life, seduc’d thee! And had the Lord thy work and deed Along the path allow’d proceed That thou thyself had’st taken, Lost wert thou and forsaken. He who to us love endless feels, When self-involv’d, then frees us, Ev’n self-inflicted wounds He heals, Guides when astray He sees us. Paternal kindness, tender love, To these His heart doth ever move, This love poor sinners beareth, For whom as sons He careth. Ah! silence doth He often keep, But still the while He blesses, E’en though we tears of anguish weep, Though grief the heart depresses, Although our eager eyes we strain, And seek for light, but seek in vain, And seek deliv’rance ever From woe, but find it never. But God our Lord still onward straight His path pursueth ever, And brings us to heav’n’s peaceful gate, Where storms assail us never. What dark was and mysterious here In all God’s ways, shall be then clear, His wisdom we’ll discover When our life-work is over. Then peace, be still, my troubled breast! And let no grief distress thee, God ever plans for thee the best, His heart is set to bless thee. Thy cause the Saviour ne’er can leave, In this assuredly believe, Tow’rd us He ever yearneth, His ardent love aye burneth. With grace and truth His loving heart For evermore is glowing, And keenly feeleth He the smart, When from our eyes are flowing Hot tears, caus’d by vain sorrow’s load, As if in wrath and hate our God Could ever helpless leave us, Would never comfort give us! The evil thought, ah! put away, No more may it deceive thee, Although what happ’neth, seldom may Increase of pleasure give thee. But that will happen certainly Which God thy Father doth decree; From what He wills to send thee, No mortal can defend thee. Then to thy Father’s arms of love In confidence betake thee, Pray on till His compassion move, His special care He make thee! Then by His Spirit will He guide, Through unknown paths still at thy side, From all thy woe and striving At last deliv’rance giving. Languages: English

Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M.G. Reed, 1885-1933 Hymnal: A Teaching Hymnal #34 (2018) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY

Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed, 1885-1933 Hymnal: Ambassador Hymnal #36 (1994) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Christmas; Jesus Christ Birth Languages: English Tune Title: Ẉ ZLOBIE LEZY
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Lord, we humbly bow before Thee

Author: Henry Thompson Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #42 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Lord, we humbly bow before Thee, In thy courts on this Thy day; Help us rightly to adore Thee, Worthily to praise and pray: Worldly cares and thoughts dispelling, In our hearts Thy Spirit dwelling; Teach us meekly to obey, Learn Thy will, and keep Thy way. 2 Hear, O Lord, our full confession, When to Thee we lift our cry; Pardon speak for each transgression; To our suppliant soul draw nigh: Thy pure word our hearts directing, Thy good grace our steps protecting; Look on us with pitying eye, All we need, O Lord, supply. Topics: Beginning of Service; Worship in General Beginning of Service; Beginning of Service; Lord's Day; Praise and Prayer Tune Title: [Lord, we humbly bow before Thee, in Thy courts on this Thy day]
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Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed, 1885-1933 Hymnal: Lutheran Book of Worship #44 (1978) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, infant lowly, For his bed a cattle stall; Oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the child is Lord of all. Swiftly winging, angels singing, Bells are ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the child is Lord of all! Christ the child is Lord of all! 2 Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping Vigil till the morning new Saw the glory, heard the story, Tidings of a Gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, Praises voicing, greet the morrow: Christ the child was born for you! Christ the child was born for you! Topics: Christmas; Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY

Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist; John Troutbeck Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #44 (1993) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light Topics: Christmas; Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH

Gracias mil ofrezco a Ti

Author: Andrés Meléndez, n. 1902; Ernst Christoph Homburg, 1605-1681 Hymnal: Culto Cristiano #47 (1964) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Cristo, vida del viviente Topics: El Año Cristiano Cuaresma; Santa Comunión; Acción de Gracias; Thanksgiving; Christian Year Lent; Holy Comunion Languages: Spanish Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN

Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist, 1607-1667; Arthur T. Russell, 1806-1874 Hymnal: Ambassador Hymnal #49 (1994) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Christmas; Jesus Christ Birth Languages: English Tune Title: SCHOP

Cristo, Vida del viviente

Author: A. Melendez Hymnal: Himnario Evangelico Luterano ... 2nd ed. #52 (1939) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Languages: Spanish
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The world in condemnation lay

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Sacred Poems and Hymns #58 (1854) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: The world in condemnation lay, And death, from Adam reigning, O'er man maintain'd remorseless sway, While sin his soul enchaining, Foredoom'd the second death to all That shared the ruins of the fall; But Christ's triumphant mission Redeem'd us from perdition. 63 Then round His manger let us throng, Attend Him in temptation, Carry our cross with joy along His path of tribulation; With Him to Olivet retire, On Calvary at His feet expire; Then, on Mount Zion seated, Our bliss shall be completed. Topics: Christ's mission; Millennial anticipations Languages: English
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Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed Hymnal: Voices United #58 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, infant lowly, for his bed a cattle-stall; oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the babe is Lord of all. Swift are winging angels singing, noels ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the babe is Lord for all, Christ the babe is Lord for all. 2 Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new saw the glory, heard the story, tidings of a gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing, greet the morrow: Christ the babe was born for you, Christ the babe was born for you. Topics: Angels; Biblical Characters Shepherds; Christian Year Christmas; Good News, Gospel; Jesus Christ Birth and Infancy; Jesus Christ Incarnation; Jesus Christ Kingship, Conqueror; Second Coming; Christmas Eve Year A; Advent 2 Year B; Christmas Day 1 Year B; Christmas Eve Year C Tune Title: W ŻŁOBIE LEŻY
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The Bereaved Father Comforts Himself Concerning his Now Sainted Son

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Hymnal: Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs #72 (1867) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Mine art thou still, and mine shalt be Lyrics: Mine art thou still, and mine shalt be, Who will be this denying? Not only thou belong’st to me, The Lord of Life undying The greatest right hath aye in thee; He taketh, He demands from me Thee, O my son, my treasure, My heart’s delight and pleasure! If wish avail’d, my soul’s sweet star! My free choice would I make thee, Than earth’s fair treasures rather far, I evermore would take thee. Would say to thee, Abide with me, The joy of all my dwelling be, I ever more shall love thee, Till death itself remove me. Thus saith my heart, and meaneth well, But God doth mean still better; Great love doth in my bosom dwell, In God there dwelleth greater. I am a father, nothing more, Of fathers God’s the crown and pow’r, The fountain who is giving Their being to all living. I long and yearn for my dear son; God, by whom he was given, Wills he should stand beside His throne, Should live with Him in heaven. I say, Alas! my light is gone! God saith, “I welcome thee, my son, I’d have thee ever near me, With endless joys would cheer thee!” O lovely word! O sweet decree! More holy than we ever Can think; with God no ill can be, Mischance, or sickness never, No care, no want, no oversight, With God no sorrow e’er can blight; Whom God cares for and loveth No trouble ever moveth. We men much thought and time expend On our dear ones’ adorning; Our thoughts and efforts ever bend, Are planning night and morning To gain for them a happy place; And yet how seldom ’tis the case They reach the destination We had in contemplation. How oft a young and hopeful one From virtue’s path far roameth, By him through ill example’s done What Christians ne’er becometh. Then God’s just anger doth he earn, On earth he meeteth scoffs and scorn, His father’s heart he filleth With pain that nothing stilleth. Now such can never be my case, My son is safely yonder, Appeareth now before God’s face, Doth in Christ’s garden wander, Is fill’d with joy, is ever bless’d, And from heart-sorrow doth he rest, Sees, hears the hosts so glorious Who here are watching o’er us. He angels yonder hears and sees, Part in their songs he taketh, And knows all wisdom’s mysteries; His high discourse he maketh What none of us can ever know With all our searching here below, To none on earth ’tis given, Reserv’d it is for Heaven. Ah! could I even draw so near, Could it to me be given The faintest sounds of praise to hear That fill the courts of Heaven, When prais’d is the thrice holy One, Who thee hath sanctified, my son! Joy would my heart be swelling, Tears from mine eyes be welling. Would I then say, Stay with me here, Henceforth I’ll murmur never; Alas! my son! wert thou but near! No, but come quickly hither Thou fiery car, and take me where My child and all the blessèd are, Who speak of things so glorious, O’er every ill victorious. Now be it so, I’d have it so, I’ll never more deplore thee; Thou liv’st, pure joys thy heart o’erflow, Bright suns shine ever o’er thee, The suns of endless joy and rest. Live then, and be for ever bless’d, I shall, when God wills, yonder In bliss hereafter wander. Languages: English
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Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist, 1607-1667; Arthur Tozer Russell, 1806-1874 Hymnal: Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church #74 (1969) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: The Church Year Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: SCHOP
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Heavenly Sower, Thou Hast Scattered

Author: Anna Hoppe Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #79 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Heav'nly Sower, Thou hast scattered Lyrics: 1 Heavenly Sower, Thou hast scattered Precious seed upon Thy field, That a harvest might be gathered, Rich and fruitful in its yield. Gracious Lord, thou hast defended, Nurtured, watered, guarded, tended This so precious seed of Thine, Springing up in soil divine. 2 Lo, Thy field its fruits has yielded, Where Thy kingdom's seed was sown; gospel rain from drought has shielded, Pentecostal winds have blown; Where Thy Sun of Grace in splendor Shed its warming rays so tender, There Thy seed has taken root, There it blossomed into fruit. 3 Guard Thy gospel field, dear Master, Tares abound upon the soil. Save Thy harvest from disaster, Let no foe Thy seed despoil. When, upon Thy glad returning, Tares and chaff are doomed to burning, Then within Thy garner, Lord, May the precious wheat be stored. Amen. Topics: Church Year Epiphany; Epiphany, Fifth Sunday; Sexagesima; Names and Office of Christ Sower; Seed, Word of God; Word of God Seed Scripture: Matthew 13:24-30 Languages: English Tune Title: TVIFLAN UR MIN SJÄL FÖRSVINNE
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Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed Hymnal: With Heart and Voice #82 (1989) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, infant lowly, for his bed a cattle stall; oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the child is Lord of all. Swiftly winging angels singing, bells are ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the child is Lord of all! Christ the child is Lord of all! 2 Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new saw the glory, heard the story, tidings of a gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing, greet the morrow: Christ the child was born for you! Christ the child was born for you! Topics: The Church Year Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY

Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. Reed, 1885-1933; Daniel L. Schutte Hymnal: Breaking Bread (Vol. 39) #85 (2019) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Seasonal Music Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY
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Infant holy, Infant lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed (1885-1933) Hymnal: Hymns for Today's Church (2nd ed.) #86 (1987) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, infant lowly, for his bed a cattle stall; oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the babe is Lord of all. Swift are winging angels singing, nowells ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the babe is Lord of all; Christ the babe is Lord of all! 2 Flocks were sleeping; shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new, saw the glory, heard the story - tidings of the gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing greet tomorrow: Christ the babe was born for you; Christ the babe was born for you! Topics: God, Saviour Born (Christmas Seasonal); Christmas 1 The Incarnation Languages: English Tune Title: INFANT HOLY

Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light

Author: Johann Rist, 1607-1667 Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #91 (1985) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Hast to the plow thou put thy hand

Author: Nikolai Frederick Severin Grundtvig, 1783-1872; Jens C. Aaberg Hymnal: Hymns and Hymnwriters of Denmark #93 (1945) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: Hast to the plow thou put thy hand Let not thy spirit waver, Heed not the world’s allurements grand, Nor pause for Sodom’s favor. But plow thy furrow, sow the seed, Though tares and thorns thy work impede; For they, who sow with weeping, With joy shall soon be reaping. But should at times thy courage fail— For all may fail and falter— Let not the tempting world prevail On thee thy course to alter. Each moment lost in faint retreat May bring disaster and defeat. If foes bid thee defiance, On God be thy reliance. If steadfast in the race we keep, Our course is soon completed. And death itself is but a sleep, Its dreaded might defeated. But those who conquer in the strife Obtain the victor’s crown of life And shall in constant gladness Forget these days of sadness. Languages: English
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Ernest C. Homburg, 1605-81 Hymnal: Lutheran Worship #94 (1982) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the life of all the living, Christ, the death of death, our foe, Christ, yourself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe: Through your suff'ring, death, and merit Life eternal I inherit. Thousand, thousand thanks are due, Dearest Jesus, unto you. 2 You have suffered great affliction And have borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, Fully to atone for me; For you chose to be tormented That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks are due, Dearest Jesus, unto you. 3 Then, for all that bought my pardon, For the sorrows deep and sore, For the anguish in the garden, I will thank you evermore, Thank you for the groaning, sighing, For the bleeding and the dying, For that last triumphant cry, Praise you evermore on high. Topics: Atonement; Burial; Lent Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Love, the fount of light from heaven

Author: Nikolai Frederick Severin Grundtvig, 1783-1872; Carl Doving Hymnal: Hymns and Hymnwriters of Denmark #95 (1945) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: Love, the fount of light from heaven, Is the root and source of life; Therefore God’s decrees are given With His lovingkindness rife. As our Savior blest declareth And the Spirit witness beareth, As we in God’s service prove; God is light and God is love. Love, the crown of life eternal, Love the brightness is of light; Therefore on His throne supernal Jesus sits in glory bright. He the Light and Life of heaven, Who Himself for us hath given, Still abides and reigns above In His Father’s boundless love. Love, alone the law fulfilling, Is the bond of perfectness; Love, who came, a victim willing, Wrought our peace and righteousness. Therefore love and peace in union 148 Ever work in sweet communion That through love we may abide One with Him who for us died. Languages: English

Grant, Lord Jesus, that My Healing

Author: F. Samuel Janzow, b. 1913; Johann Heermann, 1585-1647 Hymnal: Lutheran Worship #95 (1982) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: DER AM KREUZ
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Ernst C. Homburg, 1605-1681 Hymnal: Lutheran Book of Worship #97 (1978) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the life of all the living, Christ, the death of death, our foe, Christ, yourself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe: Through your suff'ring, death, and merit Life eternal I inherit. Thousand, thousand thanks are due, Dearest Jesus, unto you. 2 You have suffered great affliction And have borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, Fully to atone for me; For you chose to be tormented That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks are due, Dearest Jesus, unto you. 3 Then, for all that bought my pardon, For the sorrows deep and sore, For the anguish in the garden, I will thank you evermore; Thank you for the groaning, sighing, For the bleeding and the dying, For that last triumphant cry, Praise you evermore on high. Topics: Lent; Lent 5; Atonement; Lent Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN

God Is Calling through a Whisper

Author: Mary Louise Bringle Hymnal: Sing a New Creation #97 (2022) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Call and Vocation Scripture: Mark 1:14-20 Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY
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Can You Count the Stars?

Author: Wilhelm Hey (1789-1854); H. W. Dulcken; Anon. Hymnal: Seventh-day Adventist Hymnal #98 (1985) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Can you count the stars that brightly Lyrics: 1 Can you count the stars that brightly Twinkle in the midnight sky? Can you count the clouds, so lightly O’er the meadows floating by? God, the Lord, doth mark their number With His eyes that never slumber; He hath made them every one, He hath made them every one. 2 Can you count the wings now flashing In the sunshine’s golden light? Can you count the fishes splashing In the cooling waters bright? God, the Lord, a name hath given, To all creatures under heaven; He hath named them every one, He hath named them every one. 3 Do you know how many children Rise each morning blithe and gay? Can you count their jolly voices, Singing sweetly day by day? God hears all the happy voices, In their merry songs rejoices; And He loves them, every one, And He loves them, every one. Topics: God the Father Power of God in Nature Tune Title: [Can you count the stars that brightly]

Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist, 1607-1667; John Troutbeck, 1832-1899; Joseph Barlowe, 1941 Hymnal: Hymns for a Pilgrim People #99 (2007) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light Topics: Christmas; Jesus Christ Scripture: Luke 2:32 Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist; John Troutbeck; Fred Pratt Green Hymnal: The A.M.E. Zion Hymnal #104 (1999) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light, and usher in the morning; O shepherds, shrink not with affright, but hear the angel’s warning. This child, now weak in infancy, our confidence and joy shall be, the power of Satan breaking, our peace eternal making. 2 This night of wonder, night of joy, was born the Christ, our brother; he comes, not mighty to destroy, to bid us love each other. How could he quit his kingly state for such a world of greed and hate? What deep humiliation secured the world’s salvation! 3 Come, dearest child, into our hearts, and leave your crib behind you! Let this be where the new life starts for all who seek and find you. To you the honor, thanks, and praise, for all your gifts this time of grace; come, conquer and deliver this world, and us, forever. Topics: Advent and Nativity Scripture: Luke 2:8-14 Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Ernst C. Homburg, 1605-81; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #114 (1993) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death, our foe, Who, thyself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe -- Through thy suff'rings, death, and merit I eternal life inherit. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto thee. 2 Thou, ah, thou hast taken on thee Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon thee, O thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst thou my soul deliver From the bonds of sin forever. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto thee. 3 Thou hast borne the smiting only That my wounds might all be whole; Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely, Rest to give my weary soul; Yea, the curse of God enduring, Blessing unto me securing. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto thee. 4 Heartless scoffers did surround thee, Treating thee with cruel scorn, And with piercing thorns they crowned thee. All disgrace thou, Lord, hast borne That as thine thou mightest own me And with heav'nly glory crown me. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto thee. 5 Thou hast suffered men to bruise thee That from pain I might be free; Falsely did thy foes accuse thee -- Thence I gain security. Comfortless thy soul did languish Me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto thee. 6 Thou has suffered great affliction And hast borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, Fully to atone for me. Thou didst choose to be tormented That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto thee. 7 Then, for all that wrought my pardon, For thy sorrows deep and sore, For thine anguish in the garden, I will thank thee evermore, Thank thee for thy groaning, sighing, For thy bleeding and thy dying, For that last triumphant cry And shall praise thee, Lord, on high. Topics: Lent; Lent Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist; John Troutbeck; A. T. Russell Hymnal: Hymns to the Living God #117 (2017) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light Lyrics: 1 Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light, and usher in the morning; O shepherds, shrink not with affright, but hear the angel's warning. This Child, now weak in infancy, our confidence and joy shall be; the pow'r of Satan breaking, our peace eternal making. 2 Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light, to herald our salvation; He stoops to earth–the God of might, our hope and expectation. He comes in human flesh to dwell, our God with us, Immanuel; the night of darkness ending, our fallen race befriending. Topics: Jesus Christ Incarnation Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH

Arise, My Soul, Sing Joyfully

Author: J. Rist, 1607-67 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #118 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Nativity of our Lord Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH

Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist, 1607-1667; Unknown Hymnal: Pilgrim Hymnal #118 (1958) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Birth Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Mute Are the Pleading Lips of Him

Author: Johan Olof Wallin Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #120 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Mute are the pleading lips of Him Who hath our cause defended; Love drained the cup filled to the brim, As Holiness demanded. The gentle Shepherd here behold, Slain for the sheep lost to His fold: From labor, pain, and weeping Now rests He with the sleeping. 2 But not for aye, O Friend of men, Thou in the grave descendest; A little while, and then again Thy grieving flock Thou tendest. The corn that falls into the earth From darkness springs in fullness forth, In season amply giving The life-bread to the living. 3 O Prince of Life, now to the gloom Of earth consigned in sorrow, My life so guide, that in my tomb I wait the blessèd morrow. When, freed from worldly strife and care, This mortal frame reposes there, Grant that my deathless spirit The bliss of heaven inherit. Amen. Topics: Church Year Holy Week; Good Friday; Christ Work of; Names and Office of Christ Friend; Names and Office of Christ Prince of Life; Names and Office of Christ Sacrifice; Names and Office of Christ Shepherd; Death Prayer for help in; Death Death of Christ and its results; Christ, Prince of Life Scripture: John 10:11 Languages: English Tune Title: DEN MUN ÄR TYST
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Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed (1885-1933) Hymnal: Common Praise (1998) #125 (1998) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, infant lowly, for his bed a cattle stall; oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the babe is Lord of all. Swift are winging angels singing, nowells ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the babe is Lord of all, Christ the babe is Lord of all. 2 Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new; saw the glory, heard the story, tidings of a gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing, greet tomorrow: Christ the babe was born for you, Christ the babe was born for you! Topics: Christmas; Epiphany Scripture: Luke 2:1-20 Languages: English Tune Title: POLISH CAROL (W ZLOBIE LEZY)

Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist; Arthur Tozer Russell Hymnal: Hymns of Faith and Life #126 (1976) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: The Worship of God; The Son Nativity Scripture: Zechariah 9:9 Languages: English

Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist (1607-1667); Norman E. Johnson (1928-1983) Hymnal: Seventh-day Adventist Hymnal #128 (1985) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Jesus Christ Birth Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed Hymnal: Glory to God #128 (2013) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, infant lowly, for his bed a cattle stall; oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the babe is Lord of all. Swift are winging angels singing, noels ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the babe is Lord of all! Christ the babe is Lord of all! 2 Flocks were sleeping; shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new saw the glory, heard the story, tidings of the gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing greet the morrow: Christ the babe was born for you! Christ the babe was born for you! Topics: Christian Year Nativity/Christmas; Christian Year Epiphany; Jesus Christ Birth Scripture: Luke 2:6-20 Languages: English Tune Title: W ŻŁOBIE ŁEŻY

Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist; John Troutbeck; Joseph Barlowe Hymnal: The Hymnal for Worship and Celebration #129 (1986) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light Topics: Christ Epiphany; Jesus Our Savior : His Birth Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist; John Troutbeck Hymnal: Glory to God #130 (2013) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light, and usher in the morning. You shepherds, shudder not with fright, but hear the angel’s warning. This child, now weak in infancy, our confidence and joy shall be, the power of Satan breaking, our peace eternal making. Topics: Christian Year Nativity/Christmas; Christian Year Epiphany; Jesus Christ Birth Scripture: Genesis 3:8-15 Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Fred Pratt Green; John Troutbeck; Johann Rist Hymnal: The New Century Hymnal #140 (1995) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light, and usher in the morning; O shepherds, shudder not in fright, But hear the angel's warning. "This Child, now weak in infancy, our confidence and joy shall be, the power of Satan breaking, our peace eternal making." 2 Come, dearest child, into our hearts, and leave your crib behind you! Let this be where the new life starts for all who seek and find you. To you the honor, thanks, and praise, for all your gifts this time of grace; come, conquer and deliver this world, and us, forever. Topics: Christmas; Jesus Christ Birth and Infancy; Year A Christmas Day 1; Year A Christmas Day 2; Year B Christmas Day 1; Year B Christmas Day 2; Year C Christmas Day 1; Year C Christmas Day 2 Scripture: Luke 2:8-14 Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith E. M. Reed Hymnal: The Hymnal for Worship and Celebration #143 (1986) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, Infant lowly, for His bed a cattle stall; Oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the Babe is Lord of all. Swift are winging angels singing, noels ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the Babe is Lord of all, Christ the Babe is Lord of all. 2 Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new Saw the glory, heard the story, tidings of a gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing, greet the morrow: Christ the Babe was born for you. Christ the Babe was born for you. Topics: Jesus Our Savior : His Birth Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY
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Infant holy, Infant lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed, 1885-1933 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #143 (1997) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, infant lowly, for his bed a cattle stall; oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the babe is Lord of all. Swift are winging angels singing, nowells ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the child is Lord of all. Christ the child is Lord of all. 2 Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new, saw the glory, heard the story, tidings of a gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing greet the morrow: Christ the child was born for you. Christ the child was born for you. Topics: Children and Youth Christmas; Church Year Christmas Scripture: Luke 2:1-14 Languages: English Tune Title: POLISH CAROL
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Christ Is Risen

Author: Brian Wren, b. 1936 Hymnal: Sing! A New Creation #147 (2002) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Christ is risen! Shout hosanna! Lyrics: 1 Christ is risen! Shout hosanna! Celebrate this day of days! Christ is risen! Hush in wonder; all creation is amazed. In the desert all-surrounding, see, a spreading tree has grown. Healing leaves of grace abounding bring a taste of love unknown. 2 Christ is risen! Raise your spirits from the caverns of despair. Walk with gladness in the morning. See what love can do and dare. Drink the wine of resurrection, not a servant, but a friend. Jesus is our strong companion. Joy and peace shall never end. 3 Christ is risen! Earth and heaven nevermore shall be the same. Break the bread of new creation where the world is still in pain. Tell its grim, demonic chorus: “Christ is risen! Get you gone!” God the First and Last is with us. Sing hosanna everyone! Topics: Easter and Ascension Scripture: Revelation 1 Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Ernst C. Homburg Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #151 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death, our foe, Who, Thyself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe,-- Thro' thy suff'rings, death, and merit I eternal life inherit: Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, O Thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst Thou my soul deliver From the bonds of sin forever. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou hast borne the smiting only That my wounds might all be whole; Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely, Rest to give my weary soul; Yea, the curse of God enduring, Blessing unto me securing. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Heartless scoffers did surround Thee, Treating Thee with shameful scorn And with piercing thorns they crowned Thee. All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne That as Thine Thou mightest own me And with heavenly glory crown me. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 5 Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee That from pain I might be free; Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee,-- Thence I gain security; Comfortless Thy soul did languish Me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 6 Thou hast suffered great affliction And hast borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, Fully to atone for me; Thou didst choose to be tormented That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 7 Then, for all that wrought my pardon, For Thy sorrows deep and sore, For Thine anguish in the Garden, I will thank Thee evermore, Thank Thee for Thy groaning, sighing, For Thy bleeding and Thy dying, For that last triumphant cry, And shall praise Thee, Lord, on high. Topics: The Church Year Lent Scripture: Matthew 26:64-67 Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Break Forth, O Beauteous

Author: Johann Rist; John Troutbeck; Fred Pratt Green Hymnal: The Worshiping Church #158 (1990) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light Lyrics: 1 Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light, and usher in the morning; you shepherds, shrink not with affright, but hear the angel's warning. This child, now weak in infancy, our confidence and joy shall be, the power of Satan breaking, our peace eternal making. [ 2 This night of wonder, night of joy, was born the Christ, our brother; he comes, not mighty to destroy, to bid us love each other. How could he quit his kingly state for such a world of greed and hate? What deep humiliation secured the world's salvation! 3 Come, dearest child, into our hearts, and leave your crib behind you! Let this be where the new life starts for all who seek and find you. To you be honor, thanks, and praise, for all your gifts this time of grace: come, conquer and deliver this world, and us, forever.] Topics: Jesus Christ Self-humiliation; Christmas Season; Jesus Christ Self-humiliation; Satan Scripture: Genesis 3:15 Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH

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Hymnal: Himnario Evangelico Luterano ... 2nd ed. #158 (1939) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Languages: Spanish

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