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Kom hen til mig du trætte Sjæl

Author: Ukj. Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #577 (1897) Topics: Twenty-sixth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: Jesus: 1 Kom hen til mig, du trætte Sjπl! Jeg er den gode Hyrde: Saa sandt du vil dit eget Vel, Saa kom med al din Byrde! Kom, læg den hos mig ned, Og tag udi dens Sted Mit Aag, og lær af mig, Paa Naade er jeg rig, Og ydmyg ret af Hjerte. 2 Hos mig er Fred og Hvile sød, Hos mig er Kraft og Styrke, Hos mig er Lægedom Nød, Hos mig er Lys i Mørke; O Sjæl, o tro mig blot, Mit Aag det er saa godt, Min Byrde er saa let, Ak kom, hvis du er træt! Du skal det aldrig angre. Sjælen: 3 O Jesu from! jeg kommer her, Af dig jeg nu vil lære, Min Synderbyrde ikke meer eg Imægter nu at bære; Jeg høre vil den Røst, Giv du mig Ro og Trøst, Og lad mig kjende ret, Din Byrde den er let, Dit Aag er Gavn og Glæde! Languages: Norwegian
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Come, Thou Almighty King

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: One Lord, One Faith, One Baptism #577 (2018) Meter: 6.6.4.6.6.6.4 Topics: Trinity 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 Come, Thou Incarnate Word, Gird on Thy mighty sword, Our prayer attend: Come and Thy people bless, And give Thy Word success- Spirit of holiness, On us descend. 3 Come, Holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear In this glad hour: Thou who almighty art, Now rule in ev'ry heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of pow'r. 4 To the great One-in-Three Eternal praises be, Hence evermore: His sov'reign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. Languages: English Tune Title: ITALIAN HYMN
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Jerusalem, thou city fair and high

Author: John Matthew Meyfart; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #578a (1890) Topics: Twenty Sixth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, Would God I were in thee! My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly! It will not stay with me; Far over vale and mountain, Far over field and plain, It hastes to seek its Fountain And quit this world of pain. 2 O happy day, and yet far happier hour, When wilt thou come at last? When fearless to my Father's love and power, Whose promise standeth fast, My soul I gladly render, For surely will His hand Lead her with guidance tender To heaven her fatherland. 3 O Zoin, hail! Bright city, now unfold The gates of grace to me! How many a time I longed for thee of old, Ere yet I was set free From yon dark life of sadness, Yon world of shadowy nought, And God had given the gladness, The heritage I sought. 4 O what the tribe, or what the glorious host, Comes sweeping swiftly down? The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most, The Church's brightest crown, Our Lord hath sent to meet me, As in the far-off years, Their words oft came to greet me In yonder land of tears. 5 Innumerous choirs before the shining throne Their joyful anthems raise, Till heaven's glad halls are echoing with the tone Of that great hymn of praise, And all its host rejoices, And all its blessed throng Unite their myriad voices In one eternal song. Languages: English Tune Title: JERUSALEM, DU HOCHGEBAUTE STADT
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Jerusalem, thou city fair and high

Author: John Matthew Meyfart; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #578b (1890) Topics: Twenty Sixth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, Would God I were in thee! My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly! It will not stay with me; Far over vale and mountain, Far over field and plain, It hastes to seek its Fountain And quit this world of pain. 2 O happy day, and yet far happier hour, When wilt thou come at last? When fearless to my Father's love and power, Whose promise standeth fast, My soul I gladly render, For surely will His hand Lead her with guidance tender To heaven her fatherland. 3 O Zoin, hail! Bright city, now unfold The gates of grace to me! How many a time I longed for thee of old, Ere yet I was set free From yon dark life of sadness, Yon world of shadowy nought, And God had given the gladness, The heritage I sought. 4 O what the tribe, or what the glorious host, Comes sweeping swiftly down? The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most, The Church's brightest crown, Our Lord hath sent to meet me, As in the far-off years, Their words oft came to greet me In yonder land of tears. 5 Innumerous choirs before the shining throne Their joyful anthems raise, Till heaven's glad halls are echoing with the tone Of that great hymn of praise, And all its host rejoices, And all its blessed throng Unite their myriad voices In one eternal song. Languages: English Tune Title: JERUSALEM, DU HOCHGEBAUTE STADT
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O kjære Sjæl, luk op din Mund

Hymnal: Kirkesalmebog #578 (1893) Topics: Twenty-sixth Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening Lyrics: 1 O kjære Sjæl, luk up din Mund, Din Tunge bør sig røre Med Tak udaf dit Hjertes Grund, At Himlens Gud kan høre, Hvor du ved Guds Aand takke vil For Ordet, han dig sendte til: O se, hvad du kan gjøre! 2 Hvor kan jeg noksom skjønne paa, Og værdelig begrunde, At Verden, som i Synden laa, Gud vilde dog forunde Sit saliggjørend' Livsens Ord, Ja Daaben og sin Nadverds Bord, Hvorved den hjælpes kunde! 3 Og, at vi kan hans Naade se, Han Lærere os sender, Hans Ord og Sakramenterne De har i Mund og Hænder, Og med Formaning til enhver, Forstandere i Herren er; Gid vi den Naade kjender! 4 Det Embede saa værdigt er, Gid vi det aldrig savne, Men dem, som deri tjene her, Med Kjærlighed omfavne, Og leve samtlig' udi Fred Med god og frelst Samvittighed! Det vil os meget gavne. 5 Gid Jesu Glæde i os bo, Og Bønnens Aand os røre, At vi vor Gud med Fryd og Ro Taksigelse kan gjøre, Og aldrig staa Guds Aand imod, Men tro hans Ord af Hjerterod, Det elske, ære, høre! 6 Giv os, o Gud, din Helligaand, Hvorved vi ret kan prøve Hver Lærdom, og med sund Forstand Os i den sande øve, Og sky al Ondskabs Skam og Skin, At ei i usund Lærdoms Trin Guds Aand vi skal bedrøve! 7 Men Fredens Gud i Kjærlighed Os saa tilsammen binde, At i hans Kraft vi blive ved Et helligt Navn at vinde, Saa Sjæl og Aand og Legem maa Paa Kristi Dag fuldkomne staa, Guds Salighed at finde! Languages: Norwegian
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All Creatures of Our God and King

Author: St. Francis of Assisi, 1182-1226; Rev. William H. Draper, 1855-1933 Hymnal: Journeysongs (3rd ed.) #578 (2012) Topics: The Liturgical Year The Most Holy Trinity Lyrics: 1 All creatures of our God and King, Lift up your voice and let us sing; Alleluia! Alleluia! Bright burning sun with golden beam, Pale silver moon with softer gleam, O praise him! O praise him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 2 Great rushing winds that are so strong, White clouds above that sail along, O praise him! Alleluia! Fair rising morn, with praise rejoice; O stars of evening, find a voice! O praise him! O praise him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 3 Swift flowing water, pure and clear, Make music for your Lord to hear, Alleluia! Alleluia! Fierce fire so masterful and bright, Providing us both warmth and light, O praise him! O praise him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 4 Dear mother earth, who day by day Unfolds rich blessings on our way, O praise him! Alleluia! The flow'rs and fruits that in you grow, Let them his glory also show! O praise him! O praise him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 5 All you that are of tender heart, Forgiving others, take your part. Sing his praises! Alleluia! All you that pain and sorrow bear, Praise God, and on him cast your care! O praise him! O praise him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 6 And you, most kind and gentle death, Waiting to hush our final breath, O praise him! Alleluia! You lead back home the child of God, Where Christ our Lord the way has trod: O praise him! O praise him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 7 Let all things their Creator bless And worship him in humbleness! O praise him! Alleluia! Praise God the Father, praise the Son, And praise the Spirit, Three-in-One: O praise him! O praise him! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Scripture: Daniel 3:30 Languages: English Tune Title: LASST UNS ERFREUEN

Onward Christian soldiers

Author: Sabine Baring-Gould Hymnal: Magnify the Lord #578 (2019) Meter: 6.5.6.5 D with refrain Topics: Trinity 2 Collect First Line: Onward, Christian soldiers Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GERTRUDE

Soldiers of Christ, arise

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Magnify the Lord #579 (2019) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Trinity 21 Epistle Languages: English Tune Title: SILVER STREET
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Saviour, blessed Saviour

Author: Godfrey Thring Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 #580 (1940) Meter: 6.5.6.5 D Topics: Trinity VII Evening Prayer Closing Tune Title: EDINA
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Wake, awake, for night is flying

Author: Miss Winkworth; Dr. Philip Nicolai Hymnal: Church Book #580 (1890) Topics: Twenty Seventh Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Wake, awake, for night is flying, The watchmen on the heights are crying; Awake, Jerusalem, at last! Midnight hears the welcome voices, And at the thrilling cry rejoices: Come forth, ye virgins, night is past! The Bridegroom comes, awake, Your lamps with gladness take; Hallelujah! And for His marriage feast prepare, For ye must go to meet Him there. 2 Zion hears the watchmen singing, And all her heart with joy is springing, She wakes, she rises from her gloom; For her Lord comes down all glorious, The strong in grace, in truth victorious, Her Star is risen, her Light is come! Ah come, Thou blessed Lord, O Jesus, Son of God, Hallelujah! We follow till the halls we see Where Thou hast bid us sup with Thee. 3 Now let all the heavens adore Thee, And men and angels sing before Thee, With harp and cymbal's clearest tone; Of one pearl each shining portal, Where we are with the choir immortal, Of angels round Thy dazzling throne; No eye has seen, nor ear Hath yet attained to hear What there is ours. But we rejoice, and sing to Thee Our hymns of joy eternally. Languages: English Tune Title: WACHET AUF, RUFT UNS DIE STIMME

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