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God calling yet!--shall I not hear?

Author: G. Tersteegen Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #433 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 God calling yet!--shall I not hear? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? Shall life's swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumbers lie? 2 God calling yet!--shall I not rise? Can I His loving voice despise, And basely His kind care repay? He calls me still; can I delay? 3 God calling yet! and shall He knock And I my heart the closer lock? He still is waiting to receive, And shall I dare His Spirit grieve? 4 God calling yet!--and shall I give No heed, but still in bondage live? I wait, but He does not forsake; He calls me still: My heart, awake! 5 Ah, yield Him all: in Him confide: Where but with Him doth peace abide? Break loose, let earthly bonds be riven, And let the spirit rise to heaven! 6 God calling yet!--I cannot stay; My heart I yield without delay; Vain world, farewell! from thee I part; The voice of God hath reached my heart! Tune Title: [God calling yet! shall I not hear?]

Thy love, O gracious Lord and God

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #434 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Thy love, O gracious Lord and God, All other loves excelling, Attunes my heart to sweet accord, And passes power of telling; For when Thy wondrous love I see, My heart yields glad submission; I love Thee for Thy love to me In my poor, lost condition. 2 Yea, Thou hast loved our fallen race, And rather than condemn us, Cast out and banish from Thy face, Thine only Son didst send us; Who died upon the cross, that we Should all be saved for ever; Hence Jesus also died for me, My soul, forget it never. 3 Thy love, O God, embraces all, And Jesus' merits cover The guilt of all, both great and small, The world of sinners over. Thy Spirit doth Thy light afford To all who will receive it, And from Thy knowledge bars Thy word No soul who will believe it. 4 But what hath moved Thee, gracious Lord? Why is Thine heart still yearning, Since the great world rejects Thy word, Thy love and mercy spurning? For men go on in sin each day In carnal-minded blindness, And O how few Thy call obey And heed Thy lovingkindness! 5 In us no beauty Thou couldst see, And no intrinsic merit; We all were poor--but misery And sin we did inherit. We wandered each a different path, And in our lost condition, By nature children of His wrath, Whom sin doomed to perdition. 6 Our virtues and our own good deeds With God cannot avail us; With these the enemy misleads, Such righteousness shall fail us; Our will and strength and soul are dead In evil inclination; Christ Jesus has the ransom paid, And gained for us salvation. 7 O gracious God, Thy loving heart Was full of sweet compassion; And felt our woe and desperate smart, And planned our restoration; Thy grace and justice found a way To save us from death's horror; And everlasting judgment stay, And give us joy for sorrow. 8 On Christ, the rock, I'm anchored fast, By faith in Him remaining; I'll weather every stormy blast, My peace of soul retaining; On Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, My ever firm foundation, Until the harbor bar is crossed, And I see God's salvation. 9 O Jesus, at my dying breath Hold Thou my hand securely, And may I in a living faith Hold fast to Thee most surely; That my last prayer to Thee may rise, My soul to Thee commending, And I shall find in Paradise The joys of life unending. Tune Title: [Thy love, O gracious Lord and God]

O come, if sinner be thy name

Author: L. F. F. Lehr Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #435 (1913) Meter: 8.9.8.9.8.8.9.9.8.8 Topics: The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O come, if sinner be thy name, And sin's sore burden thou art feeling, To Him who never put to shame The suppliant at His footstool kneeling, Why wilt thou gloom for glory choose, And His free gift of life refuse? Wilt thou file bondage love for ever, When He proclaims the word, Deliver? Ah! cease thy dearest friend to grieve, My Savior sinners doth receive. 2 Come, heavy laden, bending low, Come as thou canst, to him returning; If 'neath the weight thou'rt weak and slow, Yet creep,--who found Him any spurning? Fear not, His heart in love doth beat; If thou art slow, He hastes to meet. Long hath He called with warm entreaty; His soul doth melt in deepest pity: So come, poor worm, this may relieve, My Savior sinners doth receive. 3 Say not: My sins are crimson dyed, I've scorned His mercy's richest treasure, His call I've mocked, His threats defied, Now wrath is mine in fullest measure. Go seek Him, if thy heart be bent, And earnestly its sin repent, His grace o'ersteps guilt's every mountain, And opens free the cleansing fountain. Hope on,--this word can all retrieve, My Savior sinners doth receive. 4 Yet say not: I may still delay, Taste of sin's joy, and be forgiven, God will not yet this very day Close the wide gate of grace and heaven. His gift He offers; hasten thou With both thy hands and seize it now; He who drams on, by sin deluded, Will find himself at last excluded: Burst now the net thy foe doth weave, Now Jesus sinners doth receive. 5 Friend of the sinner, in Thy grace, Teach us to seek Thy succor speedy; Reveal to anxious souls Thy face, To us, to all the poor and needy. When conscience feels sin's bitter smart, Show us Thy pierced and open heart; When anguish on our soul is preying, Let us not stand, in doubt delaying; Let each one say: Lord, I believe; 'Tis done--me Jesus doth receive. Tune Title: [O come, if sinner be thy name]

I will sing my Maker's praises

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #436 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity ; The Church Year Tenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 I will sing my Maker's praises, And in Him most joyful be, For in all things I see traces Of the good He meaneth me: Nothing else but love could move Him With such sweet and tender care All who try to serve and love Him. Evermore to raise and bear. 2 Yea, so dear doth He esteem me, That His Son He loves so well He hath given to redeem me From the quenchless flames of hell; Well of life that springeth ever! Sea of love that hath no ground! Fruitless were my best endeavor Depth of love like thine to sound. 3 All which for my soul is needful He will carefully provide, Nor of that is He unheedful Which my body needs besides: When my strength cannot avail me-- At the best a broken reed-- God appears; He will not fail me In the time of utmost need. 4 As a father ne'er removeth All his love for some lost child, But the prodigal still loveth, Yearning to be reconciled; So my many sins and errors Find a tender pardoning God, Who doth not with penal terrors Chasten them, but with the rod. 5 All His blows and scourges truly For the moment grievous prove, And yet, when I weigh them duly, Are but tokens of His love; Proofs that He is watching o'er me, And would, by the cross and rod, From this wicked world restore me To my Father and my God. 6 Since then neither change nor coldness In His precious love can be, Lo! I lift my hands with boldness, As a child I come to Thee. Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee, That I may with all my might, Love and trust Thee and obey Thee Till I reach the realms of light. Tune Title: [I will sing my Maker's praises]

Vaagn op, du som sover, stat up fra de Døde

Author: Landstad Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #103 (1897) Topics: Tenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Vaagn op, du, som sover, staa op fra de Døde, Krist lyser for dig! Op, fer du ei Dagen, dens Straaler at gløde Af Miskundhed rig! Nu sov ikke længer, Snart over dig hænger En fortere Nat, Om sluks du ei favner din Skat. 2 I Jorderigs Dale, hvor Taagerne hænge, Og Kinden er vaad, Der lyder saa mange de sørgende Strenge Af Suk og af Graad; Af, hør disse Toner Om Syndens Forsoner, Om Seier og Fred! Vor Herre er kommen herned! 3 I Jorderigs Dale, hvor Tornerne saare, Er tungsomt at gaa, Der længes saa mange med gr…dende Taare, Til Freden at faa. Nu standse du Taaren, Gud Glæde med Vaaren I Kristo vi har, Stat op, du som sover, vær snar! 4 Oplad dine Øine, og løft dem til Himlen, Se nu er det Dag! O, glæd dig som Barnet, og bland dig i Vrimlen, Og Herren modtag! Hvor Synderne tynge, I Dagningen synge, Som Fuglen i Skov, De ventende Sjæle Guds Lov. 5 Ja Gud være lovet for Dagen, som skinner Fra Himmelen ned! Nu Sandheden, Veien og Livet jeg finder, Og vandrer med Fred. Lys for os, o Kriste! Lad aldrig os miste Dit lebende Spor, Din Naades det lysende Ord! Languages: Norwegian Tune Title: [Vaagn op, du som sover, stat up fra de Døde]

Kom Helligaand med Skaber-Magt

Author: Gregor den store; Luther; Landstad Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #209 (1897) Topics: Tenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening Lyrics: 1 Kom Helligaand med Skaber-Magt Opret hvad Synd har ødelagt, Og fyld hver Sjæl med Glæde sød, Som er af dig til Livet fød! 2 En Trøsters store Navn du bær, Guds Gave dyr og hjertenskjær, Den syge Sjæl en Salve mild, En Livsens Brønd, en hellig Ild. 3 Du Visdoms, Raads og Styrkes Aand, Du Kraften af Guds høire Haand, Du Lysets Bærer, Guds Ords Tolk For alle Tungemaal og Folk; 4 Dit Lys optend i vor Forstand, I Hjertet Kjærlighedens Brand, Til Vanmagt vor og Usseldom Med hellig Hjertestyrke kom! 5 Vor Fiende, jag ham langt paa Flugt, Giv Fred og fager Troes Frugt. Og lad os alle, Store, Smaa, Udi din Sjæle-Omsorg staa! 6 Gjør os med Gud vor Fader kjendt, Med Sønnen, som han har udsendt, Med dig, som fra den begge gaar, Og hjælp, at vi i Troen staar! 7 Vær lovet, Gud vor Fader god, Guds Søn som op af Døde stod, Og Trøsteren, som kom herned, Vær lovet i al Evighed! Languages: Norwegian Tune Title: [Kom Helligaand med Skaber-Magt]

Come, O Creator, Sprit blest!

Author: Rabanus Maurus; Edward Caswall Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #325 (1908) Topics: Tenth 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

O Lord, who hast my place assigned

Author: Rev. Matthias Loy, D. D. Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #328a (1908) Topics: Tenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Lord, who hast my place assigned, And made my duties plain, Grant for my work a ready mind, My wayward tho'ts restrain. 2 Let me in Thy most holy name My daily task pursue: Thy glory be my only aim In all I think and do. 3 May I submissive to Thy will In all my calling be, And let me as Thy servant still Be faithful found to Thee. 4 Thy goodness all my life has crowned, And all my wants supplied; O let that goodness still abound, And daily bread provide. 5 Be Thou my guide in all my ways; From every ill defend; And may my songs of daily praise In grateful joy ascend. 6 May I in faith still stronger grow, While here I toil in love; And when my work is done below, Give me sweet rest above. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

O Lord, who hast my place assigned

Author: Rev. Matthias Loy, D. D. Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #328b (1908) Topics: Tenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Lord, who hast my place assigned, And made my duties plain, Grant for my work a ready mind, My wayward tho'ts restrain. 2 Let me in Thy most holy name My daily task pursue: Thy glory be my only aim In all I think and do. 3 May I submissive to Thy will In all my calling be, And let me as Thy servant still Be faithful found to Thee. 4 Thy goodness all my life has crowned, And all my wants supplied; O let that goodness still aboud, And daily bread provide. 5 Be Thou my guide in all my ways; From every ill defend; And may my songs of daily praise In grateful joy ascend. 6 May I in faith still stronger grow, While here I toil in love; And when my work is done below, Give me sweet rest above. Languages: English Tune Title: BELMONT

Det koster mer, end man fra først betænker

Author: Brorson Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #503 (1919) Topics: Tenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Det koster mer, end man fra først betænker, At være tro i det, som Gud os skjænker, I Kjærlighedens først Kraft at staa, Til man os ser fra Kampens Plads at gaa. 2 Hvor ofte maa man sig for Himlen skamme, Naar man ei mer kan se den første Flamme, Og overtydes grant ved Aandens Tugt, At meget af den første Brand er flukt! 3 Saa gaar det, naar man fra sin Vagt vil træde, Og vender Sind og Hu til Verdens Glæde, Da bliver snart forfalsket mer og mer Det rene Sind, hvorefter Jesus ser. 4 Man strider ei, den rene Drift forsvinder, Man virker vel, naar man at virke finder, Men uformærket gaar den Friheds Aand, Saa hvad vi gjør, det sker i Trældoms Vaand. 5 Snart Lunkenhed sig søger ind at snige, Den trætte Fod vil ud af Veien vige, Den synes haard; en anden Vei man sig Da vælger til at vandre mangelig. 6 Man for sig har endnu saa mange Dage Og den med dem forbundne Strid og Plage; Det Aag er tungt, og Heden slaar sig til, Da veed man tidt ei, hvor man være vil. 7 O Jesus, du som stedse tro er blevet, Hvem Kjærlighed til Død og Grav har drevet, Giv mig den Kraft, at jeg til Gravens Muld Maa være dig af Hjertet tro og huld! 8 Naar jeg er svag, og mig saa meget hindrer, Saa lad mig se, hvor Kronen hisset tindrer, Den mig engang din egen Haand skal fly, Saa faar jeg Kraft og Mod og Lyst paany. Languages: Norwegian