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Jeg er en Fremmed her i Landet

Author: Dorotea Engelbretsdatter Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #243 (1919) Topics: Fourth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 Jeg er en Fremmed her i Landet, Min Fardag ligger i mit Sind, Min Levetid er jammerblandet, Angst-Bølgen driver jevnlig ind; Sent stilles Verdens Trængsel dog, Jeg løses af det Plage-Aag. 2 Min Sjæl, din Uro skal vel lettes, Gud glemmer ikke gammel Pagt, Han lader dig alene trættes Paa denne Vei og Natte-Vagt, At skynde dig med haarde Kaar Fra fremmed Egn til Faders Gaard. 3 Langt borte blidelig han vinker, Hans Ord det søde bud mig bær, Brud'salen fuld af Stjerner blinker, Ak, var jeg allerede der! Ret smart saa ender han min Nød Og Sorg ved en sødsagte Død. 4 Kom, Jesus, naar min Tro er prøvet, Kom hent, hvad dit er, tag imod! Det skal ei blive dig berøvet, Du fæstet mig jo med dit Blod, Jeg længes, naadig Herre, hart, Min Elskede, du kommer snart! Languages: Norwegian

Kom, Brødre! lad us haste

Author: G. Tersteegen; E. O. Schwartzkopf Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #252 (1897) Topics: Fourth Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening Lyrics: 1 Kom Brødre! lad os haste, Vor Aften kommer nær, Vi Verden fra os kaste, Og alt, som hefter her; Kom, lad os fatte Mod I Aandens Kraft at vandre Til Himlen med hverandre, Saa blir' vor Ende god! 2 Det skal os ei fortryde, Den trange Vei at gaa, Gud vil sig selv tilbyde, Og trofast med os staa; Hann giver Liv og Lyst, Han lokker, vederkvæger, Han styrker, føder, læger Vor Sjal med Ordets Trøst. 3 Kom, lad os kjærlig vandre Og lægge Haand i Haand, Og holde af hverandre I dette Trængsels Land! Som Børn vi være maa, Paa Veien ikke stride, Guds Engle ved vor Side Som vore Brødre gaa. 4 De Sterkere de Svage Skal hjælpe frem, vi saa Hverandre bære, drage I kjærligt Samlag maa. Fremad da fort, enhver Sig selv for intet agte, Men kun derefter tragte, At Gud ham alting er! 5 Nu frisk dertil, I Fromme! Vor Vei den knapper af, Den Dag saa snart kan komme, Man bær os til vor Grav; Endnu lidt mere tro, Endnu lidt mere vakker, Det ud ad Aften lakker, Saa faar, saa faar vi Ro! 6 Det kan ei længe vare, Hold kun et Lidet ud, Saa skal vi hjemad fare Til Himlen, til vor Gud. Vær glad og vel bered! Naar vi med alle Fromme Hjem til vor Fader komme, Tænk, hvilken Salighed! 7 O Ven, o du Udkaarne, Vor Sjæles Himmerig, Du evige Enbaarne! Vi længes efter dig, Vi rose os i dig, Vor Lyst, vor sol, vor Ære, Vi ønske kun at være Hos dig evindelig! Languages: Norwegian

Thou hidden Love of God, whose height

Author: John Wesley; Paul Gerhardt; Gerhard Tersteegen Hymnal: Church Book #409 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Thou hidden Love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed no man knows: I see from far Thy beauteous light; Inly I sigh for Thy repose. My heart is pained, nor can it be At rest, till it finds rest in Thee. 2 Is there a thing beneath the sun, That strives with Thee my heart to share? Ah tear it thence, and reign alone, The Lord of every motion there; Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it hath found repose in Thee. 3 Each moment draw from earth away, My heart, that lowly waits Thy call; Speak to my inmost soul, and say, "I am Thy Love, Thy God, Thy All!" To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice, To taste Thy Love, be all my choice. Languages: English Tune Title: LAMBERT

Den Naade, som Gud haver gjort

Author: Kingo Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #426 (1897) Topics: Fourth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Den Naade, som Gud haver gjort, Os at retfærdiggjøre, Den bør vi agte høit og stort, Og saa i Gjerning føre, At Troens Frugter kjendes maa, Og vi kan frem i Dyder gaa, Hvortil Guds Aand os røre! 2 Giv ærlige vi være kan, Naar vore Knæ vi bukke, Og til vor Gud og Frelsermand I vore Bønner sukke, Saa han os da bekvemme gjør, Og Himlens rige Naades Dør Vil selv for os oplukke! 3 Vor Næstes Feil vi skjule maa Med Kjærlighedens Kaabe, Og trøstesløs ei lade gaa Dem, som vor Hjælp anraabe Om Hus og om nødtørftigt Brød, Som Frelseren han selv os bød, Hvis Naadeløn vi haabe. 4 Gid udi Gjerninger og Ord Vi stedse lader kjende, At os Guds Aand i Hjertet bor, At vi som Lys maa brænde, Og at i Dyd vi skinne maa! Saa skal Gud Ære af os faa Nu og foruden Ende. Languages: Norwegian

A pilgrim and a stranger

Author: Paul Gerhardt; Jane Borthwick Hymnal: Church Book #453 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 A pilgrim and a stranger, I journey here below: Far distant is my country, The home to which I go. Here I must toil and travail, Oft weary and opprest, But there my God shall lead me To everlasting rest. 2 There still my thoughts are dwelling, 'Tis there I long to be; Come, Lord, and call thy servant To blessedness with Thee! Come, bid my toils be ended, Let all my wanderings cease; Call from the wayside lodging To the sweet home of peace! 3 There I shall dwell for ever, No more a stranger guest, With all thy blood-bought children. In everlasting rest: The pilgrim toils forgotten, The pilgrim conflicts o'er, All earthly griefs behind us, Eternal joys before! Languages: English Tune Title: SALEM

Heavenward still our pathway tends

Author: Frances Elizabeth Cox; Benjamin Schmolk Hymnal: Church Book #454 (1890) Meter: 7.8.7 Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Heavenward still our pathway tends, Here on earth we are but strangers, Till our road in Canaan ends, Safely passed this wild of dangers: Here we but as pilgrims rove, For our home is there above. 2 Heavenward still, my soul, ascend! Thou art one of heaven's creations; Earth can ne'er give aim or end Fit to fill thy aspirations; And a heaven-enlightened mind Ever turns, its Source to find. 3 Heavenward still! God calls to me, In His Word so loudly speaking; Glimpses in that Word I see Of the home I'm ever seeking; While my heart that call attends, Still to heaven my path ascends. 4 Heavenward still my spirit wends, That fair land by faith exploring; Heavenward still my heart ascends, Sun and moon and stars outsoaring: Their faint rays in vain would try With the light of heaven to vie. 5 Heavenward still, when life shall close, Death to my true home shall guide me: Then, triumphant o'er my woes, Lasting bliss shall God provide me. Christ Himself the way has led; Joyful in His steps I tread. 6 Still then heavenward! heavenward still! This shall be my watchword ever: Heaven's delights my heart shall fill, Chasing joys that filled it never. Heavenward still my thoughts shall run, Till the gate of heaven is won. Languages: English Tune Title: HOSIANNA, DAVID'S SOHN

Ah, this heart is void and chill

Author: Jane Borthwick; Charles John Spitta Hymnal: Church Book #455 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Topics: Twenty Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Ah, this heart is void and chill, 'Mid earth's noisy thronging; For the Father's mansions still Earnestly is longing. 2 O to be at home, and gain All for which we're sighing; From all earthly want and pain To be swiftly flying! 3 With this load of sin and care Then no longer bending, But with waiting angels there On our Lord attending! 4 Ah, how blessed, blessed they Who have rightly striven, And rejoin eternally With their Lord in heaven! Languages: English Tune Title: BORTHWICK

How fair the Church of Christ shall stand

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #406 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 How fair the Church of Christ shall stand, A beacon-light in all the land, When love and faith all hearts inspire, And all unite in one desire To be as brothers, and agree To live in peace and unity. 2 'Tis all in vain that you profess The doctrines of the Church, unless You live according to your creed, And show your faith by word and deed. Observe the rule: To others do As you would have them do to you. 3 Resentment, hate, and cruel jest, Must not be harbored in the breast Where love and charity should dwell; Then, think and speak of others well, Refrain from all that causes strife And mars a truly Christian life. 4 So let your tongue, your heart, and mind Agree to banish every kind Of malice, falsehood and disguise, And here on earth a paradise Of peace and harmony maintain, Where concord and good-will shall reign. 5 For God observes our thoughts and deeds, The secrets of our heart He reads; The wicked can not be concealed, Their evil ways shall be revealed, He every true believer knows, And love and grace on him bestows. 6 My soul, be therefore of good cheer, Though sinners threaten, scoff, and sneer, Serenely on your way proceed, Nor worldly strife and clamor heed, For Jesus' sake the cross you bear, And soon with Him the crown shall wear. 7 O gracious God, wilt Thou my heart So fashion in each secret part, That Thou be sanctified in me, Till Thee in heaven above I see, Where holy, holy, holy, Lord, We sing to Thee with sweet accord. Tune Title: [How fair the Church of Christ shall stand]

Brethren, called by one vocation

Author: C.J.P. Spitta Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #407 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Topics: The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Brethren, called by one vocation, Members of one family, Heirs through Christ of one salvation, Let us live in harmony; Nor by strife embitter life, Journeying to eternity. 2 In a land where all are strangers, And our sojourning so short, In the midst of common dangers, Concord is our best support; Heart with heart divides the smart, Lightens grief of every sort. 3 Let us shun all vain contention Touching words and outward things, Whence alas! so much dissension And such bitter rancor springs; Troubles cease, where Christ brings peace And sweet healing of His wings. 4 Judge not hastily of others, But thine own salvation ind; Nor be captious to thy brother's, To thine won offenses blind; God alone discerns thine own, And the hearts of all mankind. 5 Let it be our chief endeavor, That we may the Lord obey, Then shall envy ease forever, And all hate be done away; Free from strife shall be his life Who serves God both night and day! Tune Title: [Brethren, called by one vocation]

Jesus, I my cross have taken

Author: H. F. Lyte Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #408 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee; Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be. Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, and hoped, and known, Yet how rich is my condition! God and heaven are still my own. 2 Let the world despise and leave me; They have left my Savior, too; Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like them, untrue; And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love and might, Foes may hate, and friends may shun me; Show Thy face and all is bright. 3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure! Come disaster, scorn and pain! In Thy service, pain is pleasure; With Thy favor, loss is gain. I have called Thee Abba, Father; I have stayed my heart on Thee; Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me. 4 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. O 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me, O 'twere not in joy to charm me Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 5 Take, my soul, thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station, Something still to do or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee, What a Father's smile is thine, What a Savior died to win thee; Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine? 6 Haste, then, on from grace to glory, Armed by faith and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope soon change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. Tune Title: [Jesus, I my cross have taken]