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Soul, Adorn Yourself with Gladness

Author: Johann Franck, 1618-77; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #311 (1993) Lyrics: 1 Soul, adorn yourself with gladness; Leave behind all gloom and sadness. Come into the daylight's splendor; There with joy your praises render Unto him whose grace unbounded Has this wondrous supper founded. Though he reigns above most holy, Deigns to dwell with you most lowly. 2 Hasten as a bride to meet him, And with loving rev'rence greet him, For with words of life immortal He is knocking at your portal. Open wide the gates before him, Saying, as you there adore him: Grant, Lord, that I now receive you, That I nevermore will leave you. 3 He who craves a precious treasure Neither cost nor pain will measure, But the priceless gifts of heaven God to us has freely given. Though the wealth of earth were proffered, Naught would buy the gifts here offered: Christ's true body, for you riven, And his blood, for you once given. 4 Now I kneel before you lowly, Filled with joy most deep and holy, As with trembling awe and wonder On your mighty work I ponder, How by mystery surrounded, Depths that no one ever sounded. None may dare to pierce unbidden Secrets that with you are hidden. 5 Human reason, though it ponders, Cannot fathom these great wonders, That Christ's body must be boundless Since the souls it feeds are countless, And that he his blood is giving With the wine we are receiving. These great mysteries unsounded Are by God alone expounded. 6 Lord, by love and mercy driven, You have left your throne in heaven On the cross for me to languish And to die in bitter anguish, To forgo all joy and gladness And to shed your blood in sadness. By this blood redeemed and living, Lord, I praise you with thanksgiving. 7 Jesus, Sun of life, my Splendor, Jesus, Friend of friends most tender, Jesus, Joy of my desiring, Fount of life, my soul inspiring - At your feet I cry, my Maker: Let me be a fit partaker Of this blessed food from heaven For our good, your glory, given. 8 Jesus, Lord of life, I pray you, Let me gladly here obey you. By your love I am invited; Be your love with love requited. By this supper let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep love's treasure. Through the gift of grace you give me As your guest in heav'n receive me. Topics: Holy Communion; Holy Communion Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH

Graced with Garments of Great Gladness

Author: Johann Franck; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: The New Century Hymnal #334 (1995) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Topics: Eternal Life; Holy Communion; Year B Proper 14 Scripture: John 6:35-58 Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH

Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Johann Franck Hymnal: The Hymnal #334 (1941) Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH O LIEBE SEELE (Berlin)

Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness

Author: Johann Franck, 1618-1677; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878 Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #339 (1985) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, leave the gloomy haunts of sadness, come into the daylight’s splendor, there with joy thy praises render unto him whose grace unbounded hath this wondrous banquet founded; high o’er all the heavens he reigneth, yet to dwell with thee he deigneth. 2 Sun, who all my life dost brighten; Light, who dost my soul enlighten; Joy, the best that any knoweth; Fount, whence all my being floweth: at thy feet I cry, my Maker, let me be a fit partaker of this blessed food from heaven, for our good, thy glory, given. 3 Jesus, Bread of life, I pray thee, let me gladly here obey thee; never to my hurt invited, be thy love with love requited; from this banquet let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep its treasure; through the gifts thou here dost give me, as thy guest in heaven receive me. Topics: Holy Eucharist Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH

Deck Yourself, My Soul, with Gladness

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Johann Franck; John Caspar Mattes Hymnal: The Worshipbook #351 (1972) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Lyrics: 1 Deck yourself, my soul, with gladness, Leave behind all gloom and sadness. Come into the daylight’s splendor, There with joy your praises render Unto him whose grace unbounded Has this wondrous banquet founded; Come, for now the King most holy Stoops to you in likeness lowly. 2 Sun, who all my life does brighten; Light, who does my soul enlighten; Joy, your wondrous gift bestowing; Fount, from which all good is flowing: At your feet I cry, my Maker, Let me be a fit partaker Of this blessed food from heaven, For our good, your glory, given. 3 Jesus, source of life and pleasure, Trusted friend and dearest treasure, By your love I am invited, Be your love with love requited. From this banquet let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep its treasure; Through the gifts that here you give me, As your guest in heaven receive me. Amen. Topics: Sacraments Lord's Supper; Other Observances World Communion Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH

Deck thyself, my soul

Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878; Johann Franck, 1618-1677 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #353 (1972) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D First Line: Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness Topics: The Church The Sacraments - The Lord's Supper Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMUCKE DICH

Ojca czcij i matkę swoją!

Hymnal: Śpiewnik Ewangelicki #380 (2002) First Line: "Ojca czcij i matkę swoją!" Topics: Nabożeństwo Słowo Boże Languages: Polish Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH, O LIEBE SEELE

By thy Cross, O Christ, and passion

Author: Ernest Edwin Ryden, b. 1886; Johan Olof Wallin, 1779 - 1839; Ernst William Olson, 1870 - 1958 Hymnal: Service Book and Hymnal of the Lutheran Church in America #381 (1958) Lyrics: 1 By thy Cross, O Christ, and passion, Thou hast brought us full salvation; Thou hast stooped in great compassion To redeem a lost creation. Like a shepherd thou hast sought us In thy heavenly fold to gather; With thy precious Blood hast bought us To restore us to the Father. 2 Ah, how blest is he who knoweth That his faith on thee is founded Whom the Father's love bestoweth Through eternal grace unbounded. Thou, O Christ, to every nation Art a Saviour freely given, In whose Name is our salvation, And none else in earth or heaven. Topics: The Life in Christ Repentance and Faith Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMUCKE DICH

Deck yourself, my soul, with gladness

Author: J. Franck (1618-1677); Catherine Winkworth (1827-1878) Hymnal: Hymns for Today's Church (2nd ed.) #400 (1987) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Lyrics: 1 Deck yourself, my soul, with gladness; leave the gloomy haunts of sadness. Come into the daylight's splendour, there with joy your praises render to the Lord whose grace unbounded has this royal banquet founded: though all other powers excelling, with my soul he makes his dwelling. 2 Lord, I bow before you lowly, filled with joy most deep and holy, as with trembling awe and wonder all your mighty works I ponder — how, by mystery surrounded, depth no-one has ever sounded, none may dare to pierce unbidden secrets that in you are hidden. 3 Shining sun, my life you brighten, radiance, you my soul enlighten; joy, the best of all our knowing, fountain, swiftly in me flowing: at your feet I kneel, my Maker — let me be a fit partaker of this sacred food from heaven, for our good, your glory, given. 4 Jesus, Bread of life, I pray you, let me gladly here obey you; never to my hurt invited, always by your love delighted: from this banquet let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep its treasure; through the gifts your hands have given let me be your guest in heaven. Topics: God's Church Holy Communion Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH

Deck Thyself, My Soul, with Gladness

Author: Johann Franck; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #411 (1934) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Lyrics: 1 Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness, Come into the daylight’s splendor, There with joy thy praises render Unto Him whose grace unbounded Has this wondrous banquet founded. High o’er all the heavens He reigneth, Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth. 2 Hasten as a bride to meet Him, And with loving reverence greet Him; For with words of life immortal Now He knocketh at thy portal; Open wide the gates before Him, Saying, while thou dost adore Him, Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee, And I never more will leave Thee. 3 Ah! how hungers all my spirit For the love I do not merit! Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging, Thought upon this food with longing; In the battle, well-nigh worsted, For this cup of life have thirsted, For the Friend, who here invites us, And to God Himself unites us. 4 Jesus, bread of life, I pray Thee, Let me gladly here obey Thee; By Thy love I am invited, Be Thy love with love requited. From this banquet let me measure, Lord, how vast and deep its treasure; Through the gifts Thou here dost give me As Thy guest in heaven receive me. Topics: Bread of Life; Communion Service; Friendship of God or Christ; Invitation; Joy; Longing for God or Christ; Lord's Supper; Spiritual Life; Water of Life Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH, O LIEBE SEELE