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O Paradise, O Paradise

Author: F. W. Faber Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #394c (1898) Meter: 6.6.8.6.6.6.6.6.6 Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts Tune Title: PARADISE

Ten thousand times ten thousand

Author: H. Alford Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #396 (1898) Meter: 7.6.8.6 D Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts Lyrics: 1 Ten thousand times ten thousand In sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light: 'Tis finished! all is finished, Their fight with death and sin: Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the victors in. 2 What rush of alleluias Fills all the earth and sky! What ringing of a thousand harps Bespeaks the triumph nigh! O day, for which creation And all its tribes were made! O joy, for all its former woes A thousand-fold repaid! 3 OH, then what raptured greetings On Canaan's happy shore! What knitting severed friendships up, Where partings are no more! Then eyes with joy shall sparkle, That brimmed with tears of late; Orphans no longer fatherless, Nor widows desolate. 4 Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain; Fill up the roll of Thine elect, Then take Thy power and reign! Appear, Desire of nations! Thine exiles long for home: Show in the heavens Thy promised sign! Thou Prince and Saviour, come! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ALFORD

O Jesus, gaar du da din Vei?

Author: Kingo Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #396 (1919) Topics: Tredje Søndag I Faste Til Aftengudstjeneste - Til Tredje Tekstrækkes Lektie Lyrics: 1 O Jesus, gaar du da din Vei? Mig Kjød og Blod forstaar det ei, Du gaar dog kun til Faderen, O, drag mig, jeg vil og derhen! 2 Igjennem Dødsens mørk Dal, Igjennem Pine, Spot og Kval, Du, Jesus, gik frimodelig, O, gid jeg kunde følge dig! 3 Hvor jeg og i dit Fodspor gaar, Der ser jeg Jammer, Blod og Saar, Den hele Vei den banet er Med Kors og Torner her og der. 4 Al Verdens Synd i Veien stod, For den du skulde gjøre Bod, Ja Satans Vold og Vredens Baal Og Syndens galde-giftig Skaal. 5 Dog turde du, o Jesus, gaa, Hvorfor vil jeg da stille staa Og grue, naar jeg Døden ser, Ret som mig noget Fremmed sker? 6 Nei, nei, o Jesus, jeg har godt Udaf din Bortgang, Død og Spot, Du sendte mig, der du gik hen, En Talsmand i dit Sted igjen. 7 Naar Vantros Synd mig tager ind, Og min Retvished gjør mig blind, Da viser han mig, at jeg faar Retfærdighed i Jesu Saar. 8 Han trøster mig, at Satans Magt Ved Jesu Død er ødelagt; Vel maa han bide i min Hæl, Men trods, han skade kan min Sjæl! 9 O Sjæl, vær derfor fro og glad, Naar fra din Krop du skilles ad, Lad Synd og Satan med sin Svig Ei for et Haar forstrække dig! 10 Din Jesus dig har dyrekjøbt, I sin Retfærdighed dig svøbt, Der skal ei Satan faa dig ud, Thi du er Jesu kjære Brud. 11 Gak derfor med Frimodighed, Naar Stunden er, og vær bered At sige Verden et: "Godnat", Og tage Livsens Krone fat! Languages: Norwegian

O what the joy and the glory must be

Author: P. Abelard; J. M. Neale Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #397 (1898) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts Lyrics: 1 Oh, what the joy and the glory must be, Those endless Sabbaths the blessèd ones see! Crown for the valiant, to weary ones rest; God shall be all, and in all ever blest. 2 What are the Monarch, His court, and His throne? What are the peace and the joy that they own? Oh, that the blest ones, who in it have share, All that they feel could as fully declare! 3 Truly Jerusalem name we that shore, Vision of peace, that brings joy evermore; Wish and fulfillment can severed be ne'er, Nor the thing prayed for come short of the prayer. 4 There, where no troubles distraction can bring, We the sweet anthems of Sion shall sing; While for thy grace, Lord, their voices of praise Thy blessèd people eternally raise. 5 There dawns no Sabbath, no Sabbath is o'er, Those Sabbath-keepers have one evermore; One and unending is that triumph-song Which to the angels and us shall belong. 6 Now, in the meanwhile, with hearts raised on high, We for that country must yearn and must sigh; Seeking Jerusalem, dear native land, Through our long exile on Babylon's strand. 7 Low before Him with our praises we fall, Of Whom, and in Whom, and through Whom are all; Of Whom, the Father; and in Whom, the Son; Through Whom, the Spirit, with Them ever One. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: O QUANTA QUALIA

Hark! hark my soul, Angelic songs are swelling

Author: F. W. Faber Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #398a (1898) Meter: 11.10.11.10.9.11 Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts Lyrics: 1 Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore; How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling Of that new life when sin shall be no more! Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome The pilgrims of the night, Singing to welcome the pilgrims, the pilgrims of the night. 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, "Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;" And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the Gospel leads us home. Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome The pilgrims of the night, Singing to welcome the pilgrims, the pilgrims of the night. 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea; And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing, Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee. Singing to welcome The pilgrims of the night, Singing to welcome the pilgrims, the pilgrims of the night. 4 Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary, The day must dawn, and darksome night be past; Faith's journeys end in welcome to the weary, And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. Singing to welcome The pilgrims of the night, Singing to welcome the pilgrims, the pilgrims of the night. 5 Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping; Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above; Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. Singing to welcome The pilgrims of the night, Singing to welcome the pilgrims, the pilgrims of the night. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: PILGRIMS

Hark! hark, my soul, Angelic songs are swelling

Author: F. W. Faber Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #398b (1898) Meter: 11.10.11.10.9.11 Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts Tune Title: VOX ANGELICA

Hark! hark, my soul, Angelic songs are swelling

Author: F. W. Faber Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #398c (1898) Meter: 11.10.11.10.9.11 Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts Tune Title: ANGELS OF JESUS

Light's abode, celestial Salem

Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #399 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts Lyrics: 1 Light's abode, celestial Salem, Vision whence true peace doth spring, Brighter than the heart can fancy, Mansion of the highest King; Oh, how glorious are the praises Which of Thee the prophets sing! 2 There forever and forever Alleluia is outpoured; For unending, for unbroken Is the feast-day of the Lord; All is pure and all is holy That within Thy walls is stored. 3 There no cloud nor passing vapor Dims the brightness of the air; Endless noon-day, glorious noon-day, From the Sun of suns is there; There no night brings rest from labor, For unknown are toil and care. 4 Oh, how glorious and resplendent, Fragile body, shalt thou be, When endued with so much beauty, Full of health, and strong, and free, Full of vigor, full of pleasure That shall last eternally! 5 Now with gladness, now with courage, Bear the burden on thee laid, That hereafter these thy labors May with endless gifts be paid, And in everlasting glory Thou with brightness be arrayed. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: REGENT SQUARE

Ser jeg mig i Verden om

Author: Landstad Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #399 (1919) Topics: Andre Søndag I Faste Til Høimesse -Til Sekund Tekstrækkes Evangelium Lyrics: 1 Ser jeg mig i Verden om, Tænker paa de svundne Dage, Hvad der gik, og hvad der kom, Og hvad endnu staar tilbage: Nei, for al den Ting, jeg vidste, Kan jeg ei min Jesus miste! 2 Ser jeg Livets mange Brøst, Jordens Ve og dybe Smerte, Strid, Forvirring, onde Lyst, Kjender Dommen i mit Hjerte: Naar jeg saa i Graad maa briste, Ak, hvor kan jeg Jesus miste! 3 Strider jeg den gode Strid, Gaar jeg paa de Stier trange, Rædsom mørk er mangen Tid, Sjælen tung og træt og bange; Onde Magter vil mig friste, Ak, hvor kan jeg Jesus miste! 4 Svag er ofte Troens Magt, Kjærlighedens alt for ringe, Og jeg veed, at Gud har sagt: Du skal mig dit Hjerte bringe! Verden vil til sig det vriste, Ak, hvor kan jeg Jesus miste! 5 Ved en Broders Grav jeg staar, Maa med Faderløse græde; Hjertets Angest, Savn og Saar Læger ingen jordisk Glæde. Dybe Grav og forte Kiste! Ak, hvor kan jeg Jesus miste! 6 Stunden kommer – Hjertets Slag Stanser brat, og Læben blegner. Hvo paatager sig min Sag, Naar jeg kold i Døden segner? Naar min Time slaar, den sidste, Ak, hvor kan jeg Jesus miste! 7 Aldrig, aldrig jeg min Trøst Slippe kan i Jordens Dale, Du, som har min Sjæl forløst, Og som kan den hebst husvale, I dit Navn mit Hjerte briste! Saa skal jeg dig aldrig miste! Languages: Norwegian

Blessed city, heavenly Salem

Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #400 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts Lyrics: 1 Blessed city, heavenly Salem, Vision dear of peace and love, Who of living stones art builded In the height of heaven above, And, with angel hosts encircled, As a bride dost earthward move; 2 From celestial realms descending, Bridal glory round thee shed, Meet for Him Whose love espoused thee, To thy Lord shall thou be led; All thy streets and all thy bulwarks Of pure gold are fashionèd. 3 Bright thy gates of pearl are shining, They are open evermore; And by virtue of His merits Thither faithful souls do soar, Who for Christ's dear Name, in this world Pain and tribulation bore. 4 Many a blow and biting sculpture Polished well those stones elect, In their places now compacted By the heavenly Architect, Who therewith hath willed forever That His palace should be decked. 5 Laud and honor to the Father, Laud and honor to the Son, Laud and honor to the Spirit, Ever Three, and ever One, Consubstantial, Co-eternal, While unending ages run. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ORIEL