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To Realms of Glory I Behold

Author: Claude W. Foss; Johan Olof Wallin Hymnal: The Junior Hymnal, Containing Sunday School and Luther League Liturgy and Hymns for the Sunday School #159 (1928) Lyrics: 1 To realms of glory I behold My risen Lord returning; While I, a stranger in the earth, For heav'n am ever yearning. Far from my heav'nly Father’s home, ’Mid toil and sorrow here I roam. 2 In that blest city is no night, Nor any pain or weeping; There is my treasure, there my heart, Safe in my Saviour’s keeping; In heav’n, my blessed Lord, with Thee, May all my conversation be. 3 In glory He shall come again To earth as He ascended; So let me wait and watch and pray, Until my day is ended. That day, O Lord, is hid from me, But daily do I wait for Thee. 4 And blessed shall that servant be, O Lord, at Thy returning, Whose heart is waiting, Lord, for Thee, Whose lamp is trimmed and burning; Him wilt Thou take to dwell with Thee In joy and peace eternally. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [To realms of glory I behold]

Nun lobet Alle Gottes Sohn

Author: G. Tersteegen Hymnal: Gesangbuch der Evangelischen Gemeinschaft #174 (1912) Languages: German Tune Title: [Nun lobet Alle Gottes Sohn]

The Abyss Of Many A Former Sin

Author: Joseph of the Studium Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #178 (1927) First Line: Th'abyss of many a former sin Lyrics: 1 Th'abyss of many a former sin Encloses me, and bars me in; Like billows my transgressions roll Be Thou the pilot of my soul; And to salvation’s harbor bring, Thou Savior and Thou glorious King! 2 My Father’s heritage abused, Wasted by lust, by sin misused; To shame and want and mis'ry brought, The slave to many a fruitless tho't; I cry to Thee, who lovest men, O pity and receive again! 3 In hunger now, no more possess'd Of that my portion bright and blest, The exile and the alien see, Who yet would fain return to Thee! Accept me, Lord, I seek Thy grace; And let me see a Father's face! 4 With that blest thief my pray'r I make, Remember for Thy mercy’s sake! With that poor publican I cry, Be merciful, O God, most high! With that lost prodigal I fain, Back to my home would turn again! 5 Mourn, mourn, my soul, with earnest care, And raise to Christ the contrite pray'r; Oh, Thou who freely wast made poor, My sorrows and my sins to cure, Me, poor of all good works, embrace, Enriching with Thy boundless grace! Topics: Call and Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: [Th'abyss of many a former sin]

The Abyss Of Many A Former Sin

Author: Joseph of the Studium Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #178 (1928) First Line: Th'abyss of many a former sin Lyrics: 1 Th'abyss of many a former sin Encloses me, and bars me in: Like billows my transgressions roll-- Be Thou the pilot of my soul; And to salvation’s harbor bring, Thou Savior and Thou glorious King! 2 My Father’s heritage abused, Wasted by lust, by sin misused; To shame and want and mis'ry brought, The slave to many a fruitless thought:-- I cry to Thee, who lovest men, O pity and receive again! 3 In hunger now, no more possessed Of that my portion bright and blest, The exile and the alien see, Who yet would fain return to Thee! Accept me, Lord, I seek Thy grace; And let me see a Father's face! 4 With that blest thief my prayer I make, Remember for Thy mercy’s sake! With that poor publican I cry, Be merciful, O God, most high! With that lost prodigal I fain, Back to my home would turn again! 5 Mourn, mourn, my soul, with earnest care, And raise to Christ the contrite prayer;-- Oh, Thou who freely wast made poor, My sorrows and my sins to cure, Me, poor of all good works, embrace, Enriching with Thy boundless grace! Topics: Call and Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: [Th'abyss of many a former sin]

The Wind of Change Forever Blown

Author: Sarojini Naidu, 1879-1949 Hymnal: Singing the Living Tradition #183 (1993) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 The wind of change forever blown across the tumult of our way, tomorrow’s unborn griefs depose the sorrows of our yesterday. Dream yields to dream, strife follows strife, and death unweaves the webs of life. 2 For us the labor and the heat, the broken secrets of our pride, the strenuous lessons of defeat, the flower deferred, the fruit denied; but not the peace, supremely won, great Buddha, of the lotus throne. 3 With futile hands we seek to gain our inaccessible desire, diviner summits to attain, with faith that sinks and feet that tire; but nought shall conquer or control the heav’nward hunger of our soul. 4 The end, elusive and afar, still lures us with its beck’ning flight, and our immortal moments are a session of the infinite. How shall we reach the great, unknown nirvana of your lotus throne? Topics: Wisdom from the World's Religions Words from Sacred Traditions; Buddhism; Change; Death and Life Languages: English Tune Title: MACH'S MIT MIR, GOTT

Creator Spirit, by Whose aid

Author: John Dryden, 1631-1700 Hymnal: Songs for the Chapel #194 (1909) Languages: English Tune Title: WISMAR

Thou Hallowed Chosen Morn of Praise

Author: John of Damascus (675?=749?); John Mason Neale (1818-1866) Hymnal: Common Praise (1998) #208 (1998) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise, that best and greatest shinest; fair Easter, queen of all the days, of seasons, best, divinest! Christ rose from death; and we adore forever and forevermore. 2 Come, let us taste the vine's new fruit, for heavenly joy preparing; today the branches with the root in resurrection sharing: whom as true God our hymns adore forever and forevermore. Topics: Easter (season); Vine Scripture: Isaiah 55, 56:1 Languages: English Tune Title: MACH'S MIT MIR, GOTT

Die Nachfolge Jesu

Author: J. Scheffler Hymnal: Evangelisches Gesangbuch #227 (1895) First Line: Mir nach! spricht Christus, unser Held Languages: German Tune Title: [Mir nach! spricht Christus, unser Held]

Mir nach, spricht Christus, unser Held

Author: J. Scheffler Hymnal: Jugendharfe #230 (1894) Languages: German Tune Title: [Mir nach, spricht Christus, unser Held]

Come, Follow Me, The Savior Spake

Author: Chas. W. Schaeffer; J. Scheffler Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #232 (1930) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Come, follow Me, the Savior spake, All in My way abiding; Deny yourselves, the world forsake, Obey My call and guiding; O bear the cross, whate'er betide, Take My example for your guide. 2 I am the Light, I light the way, A godly life portraying; I bid you walk as in the day And keep your feet from straying. I am the way, and well I show How you must sojourn here below. 3 I teach you both to shun and flee What harms your soul's salvation, Your heart from ev'ry guile to free, In keeping with your station. I am the refuge of the soul And lead you to your heav'nly goal. 4 Then let us follow Christ, our Lord, Although by trials haunted, And with the help He doth afford In suff'ring be undaunted. Who has not stood the battle's strain Shall ne'er the crown of life obtain. Topics: The Christian Life Conserration Languages: English Tune Title: SILESIUS