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Heaven is my home

Author: Thomas R. Taylor Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #462 (1913) Meter: 6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4 Topics: The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity First Line: I'm but a stranger here Lyrics: 1 I'm but a stranger here, Heaven is my home; Earth is a desert drear; Heaven is my home. Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand, Heaven is my fatherland, Heaven is my home. 2 What though the tempest rage? Heaven is my home; Short is my pilgrimage, Heaven is my home; And time's wild wintry blast Soon shall be overpast, I shall reach home at last; Heaven is my home. 3 There at my Savior's side, Heaven is my home; I shall be glorified, Heaven is my home; There are the good and blest, Those I love most and best, Grant me with them to rest; Heaven is my home. 4 Therefore I murmur not, Heaven is my home; Whate'er my earthly lot, Heaven is my home. And I shall surely stand There at my Lord's right hand, Heaven is my fatherland: Heaven is my home! Tune Title: [I'm but a stranger here]
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Jesus wept! those tears are over

Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #463 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Topics: The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus wept! those tears are over, But His heart is still the same; Kinsman, friend, and elder brother, Is His everlasting name. Savior, who can love like Thee, Gracious One of Bethany? 2 When the pangs of trial seize me, When the waves of sorrow roll, I will lay my head on Jesus, Refuge of the troubled soul. Surely, none can feel like Thee, Weeping One of Bethany! 3 Jesus wept! and still in glory He can mark each mourner’s tear; Loving to retrace the story Of the hearts He solaced here; Lord, when I am called to die, Let me think of Bethany. 4 Jesus wept! that tear of sorrow Is a legacy of love; Yesterday, today, tomorrow, He the same doth ever prove. Thou art all in all to me, Living One of Bethany. Tune Title: [Jesus wept! those tears are over]
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When our heads are bowed with woe

Author: H.H. Milman Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #464 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 When our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o'erflow; When we mourn the lost, the dear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, Thou hast shed the human tear; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 3 When the solemn death-bell tolls For our own departing souls, When our final doom is near, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 4 Thou hast bowed the dying head, Thou the blood of life hast shed, Thou hast filled a mortal bier; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 5 When the heart is sad within With the thought of all its sin, When the spirit shrinks with fear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 6 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known, Though the sins were not Thine own; Thou hast deigned their load to bear; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! Tune Title: [When our heads are bowed with woe]
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Long hast thou wept and sorrowed

Author: Meta Heusser-Schweitzer Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #465 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6 Topics: The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Long hast thou wept and sorrowed, Poor mourner, dry thy tears; Behold, with light and comfort, The Lord Himself appears. 2 All other hope must perish, All earthly props decay; Then let the seed be buried, The husk be blown away. 3 Yet think not god has granted But to recall again,-- His gifts of love and goodness Shall ever thine remain. 4 The seed, before it flourish, Must low in darkness lie; And love, to live for ever, Must for a season die. 5 But those like thee, bereavéd Within earth's darkened home, Are rich in many a promise And pledge, of joys to come. 6 "Trust in my mercy ever, My people!" saith the Lord; Hold fast in deepest sorrow, That soul-sustaining word. 7 The harvest day is hasting-- The rest from toil and pain, When those who sleep in Jesus Shall come with Him again. 8 And, more than all the treasures That morning shall restore, Himself, Himself shall meet thee, Thy portion evermore! 9 Then rest, sad heart, in patience, With this petition still, "Lord, all these vacant places With Thine own fullness fill!" Tune Title: [Long hast thou wept and sorrowed]
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Come, O Creator, Sprit blest!

Author: Rabanus Maurus; Edward Caswall Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #325 (1908) Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Come, O Creator, Spirit blest! And in our souls take up Thy rest; Come, with Thy grace and heavenly aid, To fill the hearts which Thou hast made. 2 Kindle our senses from above, And make our hearts o'erflow with love; With patience firm and virtue high, The weakness of our flesh supply. 3 Far from us drive the foe we dread, And grant us Thy true peace instead; So shall we not, with Thee for guide, Turn from the path of life aside. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVE'S BROW
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Jesus er mit Haab og Trøst

Author: Fr. Rostgaard; Luise Henriette Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #565 (1897) Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Jesus er mit Haab og Trøst, Han, min Frelser, er i Live, Derfor jeg med Fryd og Lyst Al Tid mig tilfreds vil give, Hvad endog mig Dødens Stund Gi'r for Tanker mangelund. 2 Jesus Krist, min Frelsermand, Lever vist, og jeg skal skue Ham i det forjætted' Land, Hvorfor skulde jeg da grue? Han er Hoved, jeg et Lem, Han med sig mig fører hjem. 3 Jeg til ham med Haabets Baand Uopløselig er bunden, Saa skal og minTroes Haand Fæstet i ham blive funden, Saa mig aldrig Døden kan Skille fra min Frelsermand. 4 Jeg er Kjød og ganske vist Maa til Støv og Aske vorde, Men min Frelser, Jesus Krist, Skal opvække mig af Jorde, At jeg maa i Evighed Se ham i hans Herlighed. 5 Da skal atter denne Hud Disse Lemmer omkringgive, Ja i dette Legem Gud Skal af mig tilbedet blive, Og i dette Kjød jeg skal Jesus se i Himlens Sal. 6 Disse mine Øine og Ham, min Frelser, skulle kjende, Jeg, jeg selv–forklaret dog– Af hans Kjærlighed skal brænde, Saa at ingen Deel hos mig Være skal forkrænkelig. 7 Hvad her findes sygt og svagt, Friskt og herligt der skal møde, Jordisk vorder jeg nedlagt, Himmelsk staar jeg op af Døde, Her jeg bort naturlig gaar, Der et evigt Liv jeg faar. 8 Mine Lemmer, værer fro! Kristus bærer eder alle; Skal I end i Graven bo, Han herud vil eder kalde, Naar Basunens sterke Lyd Høres til de Frommes Fryd. 9 I kan le ad Satans List Og ad Dødens Falde-Snare, Thi igjennem Luften vist I til Jesum skulle fare, Da skal sorg og Vedermod Ligge under eders Fod. 10 Kun at eders Aand sig maa Ud fra Verdens Lyster rive, Sjælens himmelske Attraa I maa eder overgive! Helliger da eder til Himlen, hvor I være vil! Languages: Norwegian Tune Title: [Jesus er mit Haab og Trøst]
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Salig' er de Døde, hine

Author: Landstad; F. G. Klopstock Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #632 (1897) Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Salig' er de Døde, hine Som dø i Herren, ingen Pine Skal nodensinde røre dem; Aanden siger, at de hvile, Og brudte ere Dødens Pile, De fundet har et Fredens Hjem! Og deres Gjerning al Dem hisset følge skal. Lover Herren! som vel har gjort; Dem, som gik bort, Han favner inden Himlens Port. 2 Tak, Tilbedelse og Ære, Magt, Visdom, Herlighed skal være Guds Lam, som Verdens Synder bar! Skare, som har overvundet, Som har din Seiers-Krone fundet, Pris Lammet, som opofret var! Han gik for os i Grav, Vi staa med ham deraf, Synge Seier-og Glaædeskvad I Englerad, I Herrens Lys og Himlens Stad! 3 Ikke Maanen, ikke Solen, Et bedre Lys fra Naadestolen Er Krist, Guds Søn, vor Herre bold; Dagen, hvortil vi har stundet, Nu, Gud ske Lov, er den oprundet, Vor Herre self er Sol og Skjold! Nu græde vi ei meer, Det Gamle ude er, Halleluja! Her er det Ny! Bort Gravnats-Sky! Rind op, Guds store Morgengry! Languages: Norwegian
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Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: Church Book #198 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord, My Saviour, and my Head, I trust in Thee, whose powerful word Hath raised Him from the dead. 2 Thou knowest for my offence He died, And rose again for me; Fully and freely justified, That I might live to Thee. 3 Eternal life to all mankind Thou hast in Jesus given; And all who seek, in Him, shall find The happiness of Heaven. 4 Obedient faith, that waits on Thee, Thou never wilt reprove; But Thou wilt form Thy Son in me, And perfect me in love. 5 To Thee the glory of Thy power And faithfulness I give. I shall in Christ, at that glad hour, And Christ in me shall live. Languages: English Tune Title: MANCHESTER
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O what terror in thy forethought

Author: Peter Damian, d. 1072; John Mason Neale Hymnal: Church Book #543 (1890) Meter: 8.7 Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O what terror in thy forethought, Ending scene of mortal life! Heart is sickened, reins are loosened, Thrills each nerve, with terror rife, When the anxious heart depicteth All the anguish of the strife! 2 Christ, unconquered King of glory! Thou my wretched soul relieve In that last extremest terror When the body she must leave: Let the Accuser of the brethren O'er me then no power receive! 3 Let the Prince of darkness vanish, And Gehenna's legions fly! Shepherd, Thou Thy sheep, thus ransomed, To Thy country lead on high, Where for ever in fruition I may see Thee eye to eye! Languages: English Tune Title: ST. PETER'S
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God is love: His mercy brightens

Author: Sir John Bowring, LL. D. Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #171 (1908) Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 God is love: His mercy brightens All the path in which we rove; Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens: God is Wisdom, God is Love. 2 Time and change are busy ever, Man decays and ages move; But His mercy waneth never; God is wisdom, God is love. 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth, Will His changeless goodness prove; From the gloom Him brightness streameth; God is wisdom, God is love. 4 He with earthly care entwineth Hope and comfort from above; Everywhere His glory shineth; God is wisdom, God is love. Languages: English Tune Title: TALMAR (Chester-Dorrnance)

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