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Come, Thou almighty King
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #179 (1899) Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 Come, Thou almighty King,
Help us Thy name to sing,
Help us to praise!
Father all-glorious,
O'er all victorious,
Come and reign over us,
Ancient of days.
2 Jesus, our Lord, descend;
From all our foes defend,
Nor let us fall:
Let Thine almighty aid
Our sure defence be made,
Our souls on Thee be stayed;
Lord, hear our call!
3 Come, holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness bear,
In this glad hour;
Thou, Who almighty art,
Now rule in every heart,
And ne'er from us depart,
Spirit of power.
4 To thee, great One in Three,
The highest praises be,
Hence evermore!
Thy sovereign majesty
May we in glory see,
And to eternity
Love and adore!
Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: ITALIAN HYMN
Come, Thou almighty King
Come, Holy Spirit, come
Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #180 (1899) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 Come, Holy Spirit, come;
Let thy bright beams arise;
Dispel the sorrow from our minds,
The darkness from our eyes.
2 Convince us all of sin,
Then lead to Jesus' blood,
And to our wondering view reveal
The mercies of our God.
3 Revive our drooping faith,
Our doubts and fears remove,
And kindle in our breasts the flames
Of never-dying love.
4 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart,
To sanctify the soul,
To pour fresh life in every part,
And new-create the whole.
5 Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts;
Our minds from bondage free;
Then shall we know, and praise, and love
The Father, Son, and Thee.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: TREWKS
Come, Holy Spirit, come
Thou! whose almighty word
Author: John Marriott Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #182 (1899) Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 Thou! whose almighty word,
Chaos and darkness heard,
And took their flight,
Hear us, we humbly pray,
And, where the gospel's day
Sheds not its glorious ray,
"Let there be light!"
2 Thou! who didst come to bring,
On Thy redeeming wing,
Healing and sight,
Health to the sick in mind,
Sight to the inly blind,--
Oh, now to all mankind,
"Let there be light!"
3 Spirit of truth and love,
Life-giving, holy Dove!
Speed forth Thy flight:
Move o'er the waters' face,
Bearing the lamp of grace,
And in earth's darkest place,
"Let there be light!"
4 Blessèd and holy Three,
All-glorious Trinity,--
Wisdom, Love, Might!
Boundless as ocean's tide
Rolling in fullest pride,
Through the world, far and wide,--
"Let there be light!"
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: NEW HAVEN
Thou! whose almighty word
Holy Ghost, with light divine
Author: Andrew Reed Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #184 (1899) Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 Holy Ghost, with light divine,
Shine upon this heart of mine!
Chase the shades of night away,
Turn the darkness into day.
2 Let me see my Saviour's face,
Let me all His beauties trace;
Show those glorious truths to me,
Which are only known to Thee.
3 Holy Ghost, with power divine,
Cleanse this guilty heart of mine;
In Thy mercy pity me,
From sin's bondage set me free.
4 Holy Ghost, with joy divine
Cheer this saddened heart of mine;
Bid my many woes depart,
Heal my wounded, bleeding heart.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MERCY
Holy Ghost, with light divine
My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #199 (1899) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?
Awake, my sluggish soul!
Nothing has half thy work to do
Yet nothing's half so dull.
2 We, for whose sake all nature stands,
And stars their courses move;
We, for whose guard the angel bands
Come flying from above;
3 We, for whom God the Son came down
And labored for our good,
How careless to secure that crown
He purchased with His blood.
4 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still,
And never act our parts?
Come, holy Dove, from th'heavenly hill,
Renew and warm our hearts.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: SPARTA
My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?
Spirit of truth, on this Thy day
Author: Reginald Heber Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #274 (1899) Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 Spirit of truth, on this Thy day,
To Thee for help we cry,
To guide us through the dreary way,
To guide us through the dreary way
Of dark mortality.
2 We ask not, Lord, the cloven flame,
Or tongues of various tone;
But long Thy praises to proclaim,
But long Thy praises to proclaim
With fervor in our own.
3 We mourn not that prophetic skill
Is found on earth no more;
Enough for us to trace Thy will,
Enough for us to trace Thy will
In Scripture’s sacred lore.
4 When tongues shall cease, and power decay,
And knowledge empty prove,
Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay,
Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay
With faith, and hope, and love.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MORRIS CHANT
Spirit of truth, on this Thy day
Lord God, the Holy Ghost!
Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #275 (1899) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 Lord God, the Holy Ghost!
In this accepted hour,
As on the day of Pentecost,
Descend in all Thy power.
2 We meet with one accord
In our appointed place,
And plead the promise of our Lord,
The Spirit of all grace.
3 The young, the old inspire
With wisdom from above;
And give us hearts and tongues of fire,
To pray, and praise, and love.
4 Spirit of light, explore
And chase our gloom away,
With lustre shining more and more
Unto the perfect day!
5 Spirit of truth, be Thou
In life and death our Guide;
O Spirit of adoption, now
May we be sanctified!
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: GLORY
Lord God, the Holy Ghost!
To Thee, O Comforter divine
Author: Frances R. Havergal Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #276 (1899) Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O Comforter divine,
For all Thy grace and power benign,
Sing we Alleluia!
To Thee, whose faithful love had place
In God's great covenant of grace,
Sing we Alleluia!
2 To Thee, whose faithful voice doth win
The wandering from the ways of sin,
Sing we Alleluia!
To Thee, whose faithful power doth heal,
Enlighten, sanctify, and seal,
Sing we Alleluia!
3 To Thee, whose faithful truth is shown
By every promise made our own,
Sing we Alleluia!
To Thee, our Teacher and our Friend,
Our faithful Leader to the end,
Sing we Alleluia!
4 To Thee, by Jesus Christ sent down,
Of all His gifts the sum and crown,
Sing we Alleluia!
To Thee, who art with God the Son,
And God the Father ever One,
Sing we Alleluia!
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: INNSBRUCK
To Thee, O Comforter divine
Vil dog Himlen intet tale
Author: Kingo Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #326 (1919) Topics: Passion of Jesus Jesus beaten, mocked and crowned with thorns Lyrics: 1 Vil dog Himlen intet tale
Udi Jesu rene Sag?
Skal da Løgn og Avind prale,
Mørkne Sandheds Sol og Dag?
Dommeren, i Retten sad,
Veed, han frem er ført af Had,
Og har med sit Hjerte Møie,
Dog, nu vil han folket føie.
2 Ris og seige Pidste-Remmer
Flettes nu til Jesu Hud,
Dermed slaaes Led og Lemmer,
Til at Blodet strømmer ud,
Dernæst de med Raab og Skrig
Hænge paa ham Purpurslig,
Og udi et Kongeklæde
Ærens Gud i Støvet træde.
3 Til et Konge-Spir de række
Ham et Rør med stor Foragt,
Og en Tornekrone trykke
Om hans Pande med al Magt,
Saa hans Hoved rundt omkring
Blodigt er af Hug og Sting,
Fuldt af mere Meen og Kvale,
End min Tunge kan udtale.
4 Spodske Knæfald maa han tage,
Lide slag paa blodig Kind,
Ja hver Skalk og Skarn fordrage,
Ham i Øine spytter ind.
Dog kan ei den Vredes Flod
Dæmmes ved hans Skam og Blod,
Korsets Død er det, de ville,
Intet kan dem ellers stille.
5 O min Jesus, o jeg finder,
At mit Hjerte bløde maa,
Thi Samvittigheden minder,
Jeg har dig hudflettet saa,
Og min Synd saa stor og slem
Hængte ved hvert Ris og Rem,
Hvormed du blev slidt og slagen
Og af megen Ve betagen.
6 Tornekronen, som dig stinger,
Op udi min Lystgaard randt,
Og min egen Udyds Finger
Disse tornekviste bandt,
Jeg dem vældig trykte ind
Med et ondt, halsstarrigt Sind;
For hvad Ondt i Hu mig rinder,
Drypper Blod paa dine Kinder.
7 Derfor vil jeg daglig hugge
Syndens Torn og Tidsel op,
Lad dag over Hjertet dugge
Blodet af din hellig' Krop!
Min Synds Torn, dig Pine gav,
Trøst min Sjæl, den brødes af,
Og at Afgrunds-Slangen stødte
Braadden af sig, der du blødte!
8 Jeg har med al Magt og Vælde
Trykt dig Spottens Rør i Haand,
Hjælp mig det igjen at fælde,
Hjælp mig ved din kraftig' Aand!
Selv er jeg et usselt Rør,
Men, o søde Jesus, hor:
Har jeg syndet uden Maade,
Refs mig du igjen med Naade!
Languages: Norwegian
Vil dog Himlen intet tale
Vil dog Himlen intet tale
Hymnal: Kirkesalmebog #326 (1893) Topics: Jesus' Torment Jesus Beaten, Mocked and Crowned with Thorns Lyrics: 1 Vil dog Himlen intet tale
Udi Jesu rene Sag?
Skal da Løgn og Avind prale,
Mørkne Sandheds Sol og Dag?
Dommeren, i Retten sad,
Veed, han frem er ført af Had,
Og har med sit Hjerte Møie,
Dog, nu vil han folket føie.
2 Ris og seige Pidste-Remmer
Flettes nu til Jesu Hud,
Dermed slaaes Led og Lemmer,
Til at Blodet strømmer ud,
Dernæst de med Raab og Skrig
Henge paa ham Purpurslig,
Og udi et Kongeklæde
Ærens Gud i Støvet træde.
3 Til et Konge-Spir de rekke
Ham et Rør med stor Foragt,
Og en Tornekrone trykke
Om hans Pande med al Magt,
Saa hans Hoved rundt omkring
Blodigt er af Hug og Sting,
Fuldt af mere Meen og Kvale,
End min Tunge kan udtale.
4 Spodske Knæfald maa han tage,
Lide slag paa blodig Kind,
Ja hver Skalk og Skarn fordrage,
Ham i Øine spytter ind.
Dog kan ei den Vredes Flod
Dæmmes ved hans Skam og Blod,
Korsets Død er det, de ville,
Intet kan dem ellers stille.
5 O min Jesu, o jeg finder,
At mit Hjerte bløde maa,
Thi Samvittigheden minder,
Jeg har dig hudflettet saa,
Og min Synd saa stor og slem
Hengte ved hvert Ris og Rem,
Hvormed du blev slidt og slagen
Og af megen Ve betagen.
6 Tornekronen, som dig stinger,
Op udi min Lystgaard randt,
Og min egen Udyds Finger
Disse tornekviste bandt,
Jeg dem vældig trykte ind
Med et ondt, halsstarrigt Sind;
For hvad Ondt i Hu mig rinder,
Drypper Blod paa dine Kinder.
7 Derfor vil jeg daglig hugge
Syndens Torn og Tidsel op,
Lad dag over Hjertet dugge
Blodet af din hellig' Krop!
Min Synds Torn, dig Pine gav,
Trøst min Sjæl, den brødes af,
Og at Afgrunds Ormen stødte
Brodden af sig, der du blødte!
8 Jeg har med al Magt og Velde
Trykt dig Spottens Rør i Haand,
Hjælp mig det igjen at felde,
Hjælp mig ved din kraftig' Aand!
Selv er jeg et usselt Rør,
Men, o søde Jesus, hor:
Har jeg syndet uden Maade,
Refs mig du igjen med Naade!
Languages: Norwegian
Vil dog Himlen intet tale
Vil dog Himlen intet tale
Author: Kingo Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #326 (1897) Topics: Jesus' Torment Jesus Beaten, Mocked and Crowned with Thorns Lyrics: 1 Vil dog Himlen intet tale
Udi Jesu rene Sag?
Skal da Løgn og Avind prale,
Mørkne Sandheds Sol og Dag?
Dommeren, i Retten sad,
Veed, han frem er ført af Had,
Og har med sit Hjerte Møie,
Dog, nu vil han folket føie.
2 Ris og seige Pidste-Remmer
Flettes nu til Jesu Hud,
Dermed slaaes Led og Lemmer,
Til at Blodet strømmer ud,
Dernæst de med Raab og Skrig
Henge paa ham Purpurslig,
Og udi et Kongeklæde
Ærens Gud i Støvet træde.
3 Til et Konge-Spir de rekke
Ham et Rør med stor Foragt,
Og en Tornekrone trykke
Om hans Pande med al Magt,
Saa hans Hoved rundt omkring
Blodigt er af Hug og Sting,
Fuldt af mere Meen og Kvale,
End min Tunge kan udtale.
4 Spodske Knæfald maa han tage,
Lide slag paa blodig Kind,
Ja hver Skalk og Skarn fordrage,
Ham i Øine spytter ind.
Dog kan ei den Vredes Flod
Dæmmes ved hans Skam og Blod,
Korsets Død er det, de ville,
Intet kan dem ellers stille.
5 O min Jesu, o jeg finder,
At mit Hjerte bløde maa,
Thi Samvittigheden minder,
Jeg har dig hudflettet saa,
Og min Synd saa stor og slem
Hengte ved hvert Ris og Rem,
Hvormed du blev slidt og slagen
Og af megen Ve betagen.
6 Tornekronen, som dig stinger,
Op udi min Lystgaard randt,
Og min egen Udyds Finger
Disse tornekviste bandt,
Jeg dem vældig trykte ind
Med et ondt, halsstarrigt Sind;
For hvad Ondt i Hu mig rinder,
Drypper Blod paa dine Kinder.
7 Derfor vil jeg daglig hugge
Syndens Torn og Tidsel op,
Lad dag over Hjertet dugge
Blodet af din hellig' Krop!
Min Synds Torn, dig Pine gav,
Trøst min Sjæl, den brødes af,
Og at Afgrunds Ormen stødte
Brodden af sig, der du blødte!
8 Jeg har med al Magt og Velde
Trykt dig Spottens Rør i Haand,
Hjælp mig det igjen at felde,
Hjælp mig ved din kraftig' Aand!
Selv er jeg et usselt Rør,
Men, o søde Jesu, hor:
Har jeg syndet uden Maade,
Refs mig du igjen med Naade!
Languages: Norwegian
Vil dog Himlen intet tale
Spirit of God descend upon my heart
Author: George Croly Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #394 (1899) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 Spirit of God descend upon my heart;
Wean it from earth, thro' all its pulses move;
Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art,
And make me love Thee as I ought to love.
2 I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,
No sudden rending of the veil of clay,
No angel visitant, no opening skies;
But take the dimness of my soul away.
3 Teach me to feel that Thou are always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
Teach me the patience of unceasing prayer.
4 Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,--
One holy passion filling all my frame:
The kindling of the Heaven-descended Dove,
My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLERTON
Spirit of God descend upon my heart
Come, Holy Spirit, God and Lord!
Author: Catherine Winkworth; Martin Luther Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #442 (1899) Topics: Holy Spirit Mocked Lyrics: 1 Come, Holy Spirit, God and Lord!
Be all Thy graces now outpoured
On the believer's mind and soul,
To strengthen, save and make us whole.
2 Lord, by the brightness of Thy light,
Thou in the faith dost men unite
Of every land and every tongue:
This to Thy praise, O Lord, be sung.
3 Thou Strong Defence, Thou holy Light,
Teach us to know our God aright,
And call Him Father from the heart:
The Word of life and truth impart:
4 That we may love not doctrines strange,
Nor e'er to other teachers range,
But Jesus for our Master own,
And put our trust in Him alone.
5 Thou sacred Ardor, Comfort sweet,
Help us to wait with ready feet
And willing heart at Thy command,
Nor trial fright us from Thy band.
6 Lord, make us ready with Thy powers;
Strengthen the flesh in weaker hours,
That as good warriors we may force
Through life and death to Thee our course!
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: GERMANY
Come, Holy Spirit, God and Lord!
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