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The abyss of many a former sin

Author: Joseph of the Studium; John Mason Neale Hymnal: Church Book #359 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 The 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 Saviour and Thou glorious King! 2 My Father’s heritage abused, Wasted by lust, by sin misused; To shame and want and misery 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 possest Of that my portion bright and blest, The exile and the alien see, Who yet would fain return to Thee! And save me, Lord, who seek to raise, To Thy dear Love the hymn of praise! 4 With that saved 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:— O 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! Languages: English Tune Title: MACCABAEUS

Just as I am, without one plea

Author: Charlotte Elliott Hymnal: Church Book #366a (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy Blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidst me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, whose Blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 5 Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because Thy promise I believe; O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 6 Just as I am; Thy Love unknown Has broken every barrier down; Now to be thine, year, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! Languages: English Tune Title: QUEBEC

Just as I am, without one plea

Author: Charlotte Elliott Hymnal: Church Book #366b (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy Blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidst me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, whose Blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 5 Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because Thy promise I believe; O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 6 Just as I am; Thy Love unknown Has broken every barrier down; Now to be thine, year, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! Languages: English Tune Title: [Just as I am without one plea]

The man is ever blest

Author: Watts Hymnal: Church Book #375 (1890) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 The man is ever blest, Who shuns the sinner's ways; Among their counsels never stands, Nor takes the scorner's place: 2 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amid the labors of the day, And watches of the night. 3 He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf, his name shall live; His works are heavenly fruit. 4 Not so the ungodly race, They no such blessings find; Their hopes shall flee, like empty chaff Before the driving wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgment-seat, Where all the saints at Christ's right hand In full assembly meet? 6 He knows and He approves, The way the righteous go; But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow. Scripture: Psalm 1 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MICHAEL

Up, my soul, gird thee with pow'r

Author: Johann Burchard Freystein; Rev. Emanuel Cronenwett Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #396 (1908) Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Up, my soul, gird thee with power, Watch! to prayer betake thee; Lest the sudden evil hour Unawares o'ertake thee. Satan's prey Soon are they, Who, with best endeavor, Watch not, pray not, ever. 2 But first rouse thee, and awake From secure indiff'rence; Else will follow in its wake Woe without deliv'rance. Take thou heed! Utter need, Death in sins might find thee, Ere thou look behind thee. 3 Wake, arouse! else can the Lord Not enlighten, ground thee; Nor thou see the quickening Word Shine in splendor round thee. God demands Eyes and hands Open for the offers, He so richly proffers. 4 With thy watching mingle prayer; Grace but rids from slumber. God rids thee from slothful care And the weights that cumber; Else will still Mind and will Lukewarm praises tender, And cold service render. 5 God will have it that we ask, And it shall be given; Who pray alway, alway bask In the grace of heaven. Ere they plead Will He heed, Strengthen, keep, defend them, And deliv'rance send them. 6 Cheer thee then, my soul! all must Work for good, and bless us, If we but in prayerful trust To God's Son address us; And He will Richly fill, And His Spirit send us, Who to Him commend us. 7 Let us watch then, pray, with heed, God will prove our Hearer; For the hour of utmost need Constantly draws nearer. Saints will cheer, Sinners fear, When the trumpet calleth, Earth in ruins falleth. Languages: English Tune Title: NASSAU (Straf mich nicht in deinem Zorn)

The Spirit in our hearts

Author: Henry U. Onderdonk Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #486 (1913) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Church Year Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 The Spirit in our hearts Is whispering, “Sinner, come!” The Bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims To all His children, “Come!” 2 To him that heareth say To all about him, “Come!” Let him that thirsts for righteousness To Christ the fountain come. 3 Yes, whosoever will, O let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life, 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 4 Lo, Jesus, who invites, Declares, “I quickly come:” Lord, even so; we wait Thine hour; O blest Redeemer, come. Tune Title: [The Spirit in our hearts is whispering]

Comfort, comfort ye my people

Author: Miss Cath. Winkworth; John Olearius (Oelschlaeger) Hymnal: Church Book #119a (1890) Meter: 8.7.7.8 Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Comfort, comfort now my people, Speak ye peace, thus saith our God; Comfort those who sit in darkness, Mourning 'neath their sorrows’ 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 For the Herald’s voice is crying In the desert far and near, Bidding all men to repentance, Since the kingdom now is here. O 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. 3 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. Languages: English Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR, O MEINE SEELE

Comfort, comfort ye my people

Author: Miss Cath. Winkworth; John Olearius (Oelschlaeger) Hymnal: Church Book #119b (1890) Meter: 8.7.7.8 Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Comfort, comfort now my people, Speak ye peace, thus saith our God; Comfort those who sit in darkness, Mourning 'neath their sorrows’ 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 For the Herald’s voice is crying In the desert far and near, Bidding all men to repentance, Since the kingdom now is here. O 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. 3 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. Languages: English Tune Title: WERDE MUNTER MEIN GEMÜTHE

O Morning Star! how fair and bright

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Philipp Nicolai Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #278 (1908) Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Morning Star! how fair and bright Thou beamest forth in truth and light; O Sov'reign meek and lowly, Thou Root of Jesse, David's Son, My Lord and Bridegroom, Thou hast won My heart to serve Thee solely! Holy art Thou, Fair and glorious, all victorious, Rich in blessing, Rule and might o'er all possessing. 2 Thou Heavenly Brightness! Light Divine! O deep within my heart now shine, And make Thee there an altar! Fill me with joy and strength to be Thy member, ever joined to Thee In love that cannot falter; Toward Thee longing Doth possess me; turn and bless me, For Thy gladness Eye and heart here pine in sadness. 3 But if Thou look on me in love, There straightway falls from God above A ray of purest pleasure; Thy Word and Spirit, flesh and blood, Refresh my soul with heavenly food, Thou art my hidden treasure; Let Thy grace, Lord, Warm and cheer me, O draw near me; Thou hast taught us Thee to seek, since Thou hast sought us! 4 Here will I rest, and this hold fast: The Lord I love is First and Last, The End as the Beginning! Here I can calmly die, for Thou Wilt raise me where Thou swellest now, Above all tears, all sinning; Amen! Amen! Come, Lord Jesus, soon release us; With deep yearning, Lord, we look for Thy returning! Languages: English Tune Title: NICOLAI (WIE SCHÖN LEUCHTET DER MORGENSTERN)

The King of heaven His table spreads

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: Church Book #344 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 The King of heaven His table spreads, And dainties crown the board. Not all the boasted joys of earth Could such delight afford. 2 Pardon and peace to dying men, And endless life are given; And the rich Blood that Jesus shed To raise the soul to heaven. 3 Ye hungry poor, who long have strayed In sin’s dark mazes, come; Come from the hedges and highways, And Grace shall find you room. 4 Thousands of souls, in glory now, Were fed and feasted here; And thousands more, still on the way, Around the board appear. 5 Yet are His house and heart so large, That thousands more may come; Nor could the wide assembled world O’erfill the spacious room. 6 All things are ready: enter in, Nor weak excuses frame. Come, take your places at the feast, And bless the Founder’s Name. Languages: English Tune Title: NUN DANKET ALL' U. BRINGET EHR

Come to Calvary's holy mountain

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Church Book #349 (1890) Meter: 8.7.7 Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity; Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners, ruined by the Fall; Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, to me, to all; In a full perpetual tide, Opened when our Saviour died. 2 Come in poverty and meanness, Come defiled, without, within; From infection and uncleanness, From the leprosy of sin, Wash your robes and make them white; Ye shall walk with God in light. 3 Come in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind; Here the guilty free remission, Here the troubled peace may find: Health this fountain will restore; He that drinks shall thirst no more. 4 He that drinks shall live for ever; 'Tis a soul-renewing flood: God is faithful; God will never Break His covenant in Blood, Signed when our Redeemer died, Sealed when He was glorified. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. WULSTAN

Praise thou the Lord, the omnipotent Monarch of Glory

Author: Joachim Neander; J. H. Good Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #361 (1908) Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Praise thou the Lord, the omnipotent Monarch of Glory; Join in, my soul, with the heavenly choir in their story; Come and partake; Psalt'ry and harp also wake: Sing the Creator's great glory! 2 Praise thou the Lord, who e'er ruleth and guideth all surely; Over life's pathway, so fearful, He leads thee securely; Ever He sends Mercies and blessings and friends; Then from thy heart thank Him truly. 3 Praise thou the Lord, who hath fearfully, wondrously made thee, Health has vouchsafed, and when heedlessly falling hath stayed thee; Fainting and weak, When not a word thou couldst speak, Wings of His mercy did shade thee. 4 Praise thou the Lord, who thy life hath so visibly guided, Streams of free grace, in His Son, for thy sin hath provided; Plain to thy view, God, the Almighty and True, Ne'er from His child is divided. 5 Praise thou the Lord, and forget all His benefits never; Swell the loud chorus, ye chosen, till broad as a river Upward it stream; Soul, O forget not this theme: Praise Him, O praise Him forever. Languages: English Tune Title: LAUDATE DOMINUM (Lobe den Herren, den mächtigen König)

God Calling Yet

Author: Gerhard Tersteegen; Mrs. Sarah (Borthwick) Findlater Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #403 (1926) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Way of Salvation Invitation to Repentance; Second Sunday after Easter; Trinity, Twentieth Sunday First Line: God calling yet! shall I not hear? 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! Amen. Scripture: Proverbs 1:24 Languages: English Tune Title: FEDERAL STREET

Day of wrath, that Day of mourning!

Author: Thomas de Celano; William Joseph Irons Hymnal: Church Book #569 (1890) Topics: Twentieth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath, that Day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophet's warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! 2 O what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On whose sentence all dependeth? 3 Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth, All before the throne it bringeth. 4 Death is struck, and nature quaking; All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. 5 Lo, the Book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded; Thence shall judgment be awarded. 6 When the Judge His seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. 7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding, When the just are mercy needing? 8 King of Majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us! 9 Think, kind Jesus! my salvation Caused Thy wondrous Incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation! 10 Faint and weary thou hast sought me, On the Cross of suff'ring bought me; Shall such grace in vain be brought me? 11 Righteous Judge of retribution, Grant Thy gift of absolution, Ere that day's dread execution. 12 Guilty, now I our my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning! Spare, O God, Thy suppliant, groaning! 13 Thou the woman gavest remission, Heard'st the dying thief's petition: Hopeless else were my condition. 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! 15 With Thy favored sheep, O place me! Nor amid the goats abase me: But to Thy right hand upraise me. 16 While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me, with Thy saints surrounded. 17 Bows my heart in meek submission, Strewn with ashes of contrition; Succor Thou my lost condition! 18 Day of sorrows, Day of weeping, When, in dust no longer sleeping, Man awakes in Thy dread keeping! 19 To the Rest Thou didst prepare me, On Thy Cross, O Christ, upbear me? Spare, O God, in mercy spare me! Languages: English Tune Title: DIES IRAE, DIES ILLA