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Faithful God! I lay before Thee
Hymnal: Psalmodia Germanica #117 (1732) Tune Title: [Faithful God! I lay before Thee] Lyrics: Part the First:
I. Faithful God! I lay before Thee
All the Anguish of my Heart:
Tho' thou know'st how Grief has tore me,
Better than I can impart:
Lord! my Weakness makes me cry,
In Temptation when I vye
With the Fiend, that would bereave me
Of the Faith design'd to save me.
II. Thou! from whom Nought is conceald,
Know'st how vain's my Care and Strife;
In thy Word thou hast revealed,
That free Grace restores my Life:
All the Good I find in me,
Doth proceed alone from Thee;
Thou thy saving Health bestowest
On those thou in mercy knowest.
III. Unto thee, my God! I'm crying,
In this great Necessity;
Hear my deep and frequent Sighing,
Cast me not away from thee.
Satan's malice overthrow,
Strengthen me against the Foe;
Ever keep my Faith from failing,
JESUS! make thy Grace prevailing.
IV. JESU! Source of our Adoption,
Thou, who never didst reject
Those that mourn their sad Corruption,
But dost all thy sons direct:
Tho' our Faith as small, through Fear,
As a Mustard Seed appear,
Thou canst make it O Faith's Fountain,
Mighty to remove a Mountain.
V. Let me find, O my Redeemer!
Mercy in mine Agony;
Make me conquer the Blasphemer,
And break from his Slavery:
Strength of Faith add by thy word;
Grant to me thy Spirit's Sword;
Thus shall Satan be deceived,
And his Darts of Paints bereaved.
VI. Holy Ghost, of equal Honour,
With the Father and the Son,
Of all Gifts the only Donor,
Hear me from thy Holy Throne;
Through thy Mercy I believe;
Let me not my self deceive,
But depend in my Unfitness
On thy all-sufficient Greatness.
VII. Rouze me up from present Dullness;
Thy good Work in me advance;
And relieve me, from the Fullness
Of thy gracious Countenance:
In me keep the Spark of Grace,
That with Joy I run the Race,
And obtain the Prize of SION,
Which I ever keep my Eye on.
Part the Second:
VII. Greatest GOD! beyond Relation,
Ever blessed ONE in THREE!
Thou alone art my Salvation,
Strengthen mine Infirmity:
Quench thou Satan's fiery Dart,
E'er it reach my trembling Heart,
Lest the Want of Consolation
Drive me into Desperation.
IX. Guard me from his vile Devices,
Which thou know'st are numberless;
Keep me free, when he intices,
From a fatal Carelessness:
Grant me such a Strength that I
May withstand him valiantly,
And avoid his secret paces,
Thro' thine all-sufficient Graces.
X. Reach thy Hand to thy frail Creature,
That is now in Terror fast,
Shrinking under feeble Nature,
Till the mighty Storm is past.
Lead me by the Holy Ghost,
So that Satan may not boast
Of his having disappointed
Me, thy Child, thou hast anointed.
XI. Come, O Mighty, whom I wait on;
Be my Rock and Confidence;
I've not Strength to combat SATAN.
Raise me to some Eminence;
And relieve me with thy Shield,
That I may obtain the Field,
Overcome that grand Destroyer,
That has ever been a Lyar.
XII. All my Life shall be employed
In thy Praise, with all my Might,
That the Fiend has been destroyed,
And with Shame has lost the Fight:
Glorious shall thy Mercy be,
Here, and in Eternity;
Heav'n and Earth, O great Jehovah!
Shall resound with Hallelujah.
Topics: Spiritual Distress Languages: English
Faithful God! I lay before Thee
Comfort, Comfort Now My People
Hymnal: Hymnal for the Hours #3 (1989) Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR First Line: “Comfort, comfort now my people
Comfort, Comfort Now My People
Comfort, Comfort All My People
Author: J. Olearius, 1611-84 ; C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #11 (1993) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR Lyrics: 1 "Comfort, comfort all my people;
Speak of peace," so says our God.
"Comfort those who sit in darkness,
Groaning from their sorrows' load.
Speak to all Jerusalem
Of the peace that waits for them;
Tell them that their sins I cover,
That their warfare now is over."
2 All their sins our God will pardon,
Blotting out each dark misdeed;
All that well deserve his anger
He no more will see or heed.
They have suffered many a day;
Now their griefs have passed away.
God will change their aching sadness
Into ever-springing gladness.
3 John the Baptist's voice is crying
In the desert far and near,
Calling people to repentance
For the kingdom now is here.
Oh, that warning cry obey!
Now prepare for God a way;
Let the valleys rise to meet him
And the hills bow down to greet him.
4 Straighten out the crooked highway;
Make the rougher places plain.
Let your hearts be true and humble,
Ready for his holy reign.
For the glory of the Lord
Now o'er earth is spread abroad,
And all flesh shall see the token
That his word is never broken. Topics: Advent; Advent Languages: English
Comfort, Comfort All My People
Comfort, Comfort Ye My People
Author: Johannes Olearius, 1611-1684; Catherine Winkworth, 1829-1878 Hymnal: Ambassador Hymnal #15 (1994) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR First Line: Comfort, comfort ye, my people Topics: Advent; Assurance; Comfort & Rest; Jesus Christ Birth Languages: English
Comfort, Comfort Ye My People
Comfort, Comfort These My People
Author: Johann Olearius, 1611-84; Catherine Winkworth, 1829-78 Hymnal: Lutheran Worship #28 (1982) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR Lyrics: 1 "Comfort, comfort these my people,
Speak of peace!" so says our God.
"Comfort these who sit in darkness
Groaning under sin's dread rod.
To my people I proclaim
Pardon now in Jesus' name.
Tell them that their sins I cover,
That their warfare now is over!"
2 Yes, our sins the Lord will pardon,
Blotting out each dark misdeed.
All that well deserved his anger
He no more will see nor heed.
We who languished many a day
Under guilt now washed away,
We exchange our pining sadness
For his comfort, peace, and gladness!
3 Now the herald's voice is crying
In the desert far and near,
Calling us to true repentance,
For the kingdom now is here!
Oh, that warning cry obey,
Oh, prepare for God a way,
Let the valleys rise to meet him,
Let the hills bow down to greet him!
4 Straight must be what long was crooked;
Make the roughest places plain!
Let your hearts be true and humble,
Ready for his holy reign!
Here the glory of the Lord
Stands so graciously revealed
That all people see the token
That God's word is never broken!
Topics: Advent; Evangelism Languages: English
Comfort, Comfort These My People
Comfort, Comfort Now My People
Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Johannes Olearius, 1611-1684 Hymnal: Lutheran Book of Worship #29 (1978) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR Lyrics: 1 “Comfort, comfort now my people;
Tell of peace!” So says our God.
Comfort those who sit in darkness
Mourning under sorrow’s load.
To God's people now proclaim
That God's pardon waits for them!
Tell them that their war is over;
God will reign in peace forever!
2 For the herald’s voice is crying
In the desert far and near,
Calling us to true repentance,
Since the Kingdom now is here.
Oh, that warning cry obey!
Now prepare for God a way!
Let the valleys rise to meet him,
And the hills bow to greet him!
3 Straight shall be what long was crooked,
And the rougher places plain!
Let your hearts be true and humble,
As befits his holy reign!
For the glory of the Lord
Now on earth is shed abroad,
And all flesh shall see the token
That God's word is never broken. Topics: Advent; Advent 2; Advent Languages: English
Comfort, Comfort Now My People
Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing
Hymnal: Church Hymns #37a (1903) Tune Title: FREU' DICH SEHR Topics: Close of Service Languages: English
Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing
Comfort, Comfort, Ye My People
Author: Catherine Winkworth; Johann Olearius Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #61 (1941) Meter: 6.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Tune Title: FREU DICH, SEHR First Line: Comfort, comfort ye My people Lyrics: 1 Comfort, comfort ye My people,
Speak ye peace, thus saith our God;
Comfort those who sit in darkness,
Mourning 'neath their sorrow’s load.
Speak ye to Jerusalem
Of the peace that waits for them;
Tell her that her sins I cover,
And her warfare now is over.
2 Yea, her sins our God will pardon,
Blotting out each dark misdeed;
All that well deserved His anger
He will not more see or heed.
She hath suffered many a day,
Now her griefs have passed away;
God will change her pining sadness
Into ever-springing gladness.
3 Hark, the Herald's voice is crying
In the desert far and near,
Bidding all men to repentance,
Since the Kingdom now is here.
Oh, that warning cry obey!
Now prepare for God a way!
Let the valleys rise to meet Him,
And the hills bow down to greet Him.
4 Make ye straight what long was crooked,
Make the rougher places plain;
Let your hearts be true and humble,
As befits His holy reign;
For the glory of the Lord
Now o'er earth is shed abroad,
And all flesh shall see the token
That His Word is never broken.
Amen. Topics: The Church Year Advent Scripture: Isaiah 40:1-8 Languages: English
Comfort, Comfort, Ye My People
Comfort, comfort now my people
Author: John Olearius; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Luther League Hymnal #77 (1894) Tune Title: FREU' DICH SEHR Languages: English
Comfort, comfort now my people
O What Precious Balm and Healing
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Johann Heermann, 1585-1647; Richard Massie, 1800-1887 Hymnal: Ambassador Hymnal #82 (1994) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR Topics: Jesus Christ Crucifixion & Death; Lent Languages: English
O What Precious Balm and Healing
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