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Abba Father
Melody -
Abba, Father! We approach Thee In our Savior's precious Name; We, Thy children, here assembled, Now
Thy promised blessing claim; From our sins His blood hath washed us, 'Tis through Him our souls draw nigh, And Thy
Spirit, too, hath taught us, "Abba, Father," thus to cry.
Once as prodigals we wandered In our folly far from
Thee, But Thy grace, o'er sin abounding, Rescued us from misery; Thou Thy prodigals hast pardoned, Kissed us with
a Father's love, Spread the festive board, and called us, E'er to dwell with Thee above.
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| Clothed in garments of salvation, At Thy table is our place, We rejoice, and Thou rejoicest, In
the riches of Thy grace; "It is meet," we hear Thee saying: "We should merry and be glad, I have found My once lost
children, Now they live who once were dead."
Abba, Father! All adore Thee, All rejoice in heav'n above, While
in us they learn the wonders Of Thy wisdom, grace, and love; Soon before Thy throne assembled, All Thy children shall
proclaim: "Glory, everlasting glory, Be to God and to the Lamb!"
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Abide with me
Melody - 4 Verses - William H. Monk, 1823-1889
Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847
Abide with me, Fast falls the eventide. The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide. When
other helpers fail And comforts flee, Help of the helpless, Oh, abide with me.
2. I need thy presence Every passing hour; What but thy grace Can foil the tempter's pow'r? Who like thyself My
guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine Oh, abide with me.
3. Swift to it's close Ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, It's glories pass away; Change and
decay In all around I see; O thou who changest not, Abide with me
4. Not a brief glance I beg, A passing word, But as Thou dwell'st With Thy disciples, Lord, Familiar, condescending, Patient,
free. Come not to sojourn, But abide with me.
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| 5. Come not in terror, As the King of kings, But kind and good, With healing in Thy wings; Tears
for all woes, A heart for every plea. Come, Friend of sinners, Thus abide with me.
6. Thou on my head In every youth didst smile, And though rebellious And perverse meanwhile, Thou hast not
left me, Oft as I left Thee. On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.
7. I fear no foe, With thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weight, And terars no bitterness. Where is death's
sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, If thou abide with me!
8. Hold thou thy cross Before my closing eyes, Shine through the gloom, And point me to the skies; Heav'n's
morning breaks, And earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. |
Abide, O Dearest Jesus
Melody -
Joshua Stegmann
Abide, O dearest Jesus, Among us with Thy grace That Satan may not harm us Nor we to sin give
place.
2. Abide, O dear Redeemer, Among us with Thy Word And thus now and hereafter True peace and joy afford.
3. Abide with heavenly brightness Among us, precious Light; Thy truth direct and keep us From error's gloomy night.
| 4. Abide with richest blessings Among us, bounteous Lord; Let us in grace and wisdom Grow daily
through Thy Word.
5. Abide with Thy protection Among us, Lord, our Strength, Lest world and Satan fell us And overcome at length.
6. Abide, O faithful Savior, Among us with Thy love; Grant steadfastness and help us To reach our home above.
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Baptized Into Thy Name Most Holy
Melody -
Johann Rambach
1. Baptized into Thy name most holy, O Father, Son and Holy Ghost, I claim a place, though weak
and lowly, Among Thy seed, Thy chosen host. Buried with Christ and dead to sin, Thy Spirit now shall live within.
2. My loving Father, Thou dost take me To be henceforth Thy child and heir; My faithful Savior, Thou dost make me The
fruit of all Thy sorrows share; Thou, Holy Ghost, wilt comfort me When darkest clouds around I see.
3. And I have vowed to love and fear Thee And to obey Thee, Lord, alone; Because the Holy Ghost did move me, I
dared to pledge myself Thine own, Renouncing sin to keep the faith And war with evil unto death.
| 4. My faithful God, Thou failest never, Thy covenant surely will abide; Oh, cast me not away forever Should
I transgress it on my side! Though I have oft my soul defiled, Do Thou forgive, restore, Thy child.
5. Yea, all I am and love most dearly I offer now, O Lord, to Thee, Oh, let me make my vows sincerely And help
me Thine own child to be! Let naught within me, naught I own, Serve any will but Thine alone.
6. And never let my purpose falter, O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, But keep me faithful to Thine altar Till Thou
shalt call me from my post, So unto Thee I live and die And praise Thee evermore on high. |
Before Thee, God, Who Knowest All
Melody -
Magnus B. Landstad
Before Thee, God, who knowest all, With grief and shame I prostrate fall. I see my sins against
Thee, Lord, The sins of thought, of deed, and word. They press me sore; I cry to Thee: O God, be merciful to me!
| 2. O Lord, my God, to Thee I pray: Oh, cast me not in wrath away! Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart, But
let Him draw to Thee my heart That truly penitent I be: O God, be merciful to me!
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3. O Jesus, let Thy precious blood Be to my soul a cleansing flood. Turn not, O Lord, Thy guest
away, But grant that justified I may Go to my house at peace with Thee: O God, be merciful to me! |
Behold a Host Arrayed In White
Melody - Melody - Melody - "Den store hvide Flok vi se" Norwegian folk-tune, ~1600
Hans A. Brorson, 1694-1764
Behold a host, arrayed in white, Like thousand snow-clad mountains bright, With palms they stand.
Who is this band Before the throne of light? Lo, these are they of glorious fame Who from the great affliction came And
in the flood of Jesus' blood Are cleansed from guilt and blame. Now gathered in the holy place, Their voices they
in worship raise, Their anthems swell where God doth dwell, Mid angels' songs of praise.
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| Despised and scorned, they sojourned here; But now, how glorious they must appear! Those martyrs
stand a priestly band, God's throne forever near. So oft, in troubled days gone by, In anguish they would weep and
sigh, At home above the God of Love For aye their tears shall dry. They now enjoy their Sabbath rest, The paschal
banquet of the blest; The Lamb, their Lord, at festal board Himself is Host and Guest.
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Then hail, ye mighty legions, yea, All hail! Now safe and blest for aye, And praise the Lord,
who with His Word Sustained you on the way. Ye did the joys of earth disdain, Ye toiled and sowed in tears and pain. Farewell,
now bring your sheaves and sing Salvation's glad refrain. Swing high your palms, lift up your song, Yea, make it
myriad voices strong, Eternally shall praise to Thee, God, and the Lamb belong.
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Behold the Lamb of God!
Melody - "Ecce agnus"
Matthew Bridges
1. Behold the Lamb of God! O Thou for sinners slain, Let it not be in vain That Thou hast died! Thee
for my Savior let me take, My only refuge let me make Thy pierced side.
2. Behold the Lamb of God! Into the sacred flood Of Thy most precious blood My soul I cast. Wash me and make
me pure and clean, Uphold me through life's changeful scene, Till all be past.
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| 3. Behold the Lamb of God! All hail, incarnate Word! Thou everlasting Lord, Purge out our leaven; Clothe
us with godliness and good, Feed us with Thy celestial food, Manna from heaven.
4. Behold the Lamb of God! Worthy is He alone To sit upon the throne Of God above, One with the Ancient of
all days, One with the Paraclete in praise, All Light, all Love! |
Behold the Savior of Mankind
Melody -
Samuel Wesley, Sr.
1. Behold the Savior of mankind Nailed to the shameful tree! How vast the love that Him inclined To
bleed and die for thee!
2. Hark how He groans while nature shakes And earth's strong pillars bend! The Temple's veil in sunder breaks, The
solid marbles rend.
| 3. Tis done; the precious ransom's paid; "Receive my soul!" He cries. See where He bows His
sacred head; He bows His head and dies.
4. But soon He'll break death's envious chain And in full glory shine. O Lamb of God, was ever pain, Was ever
love, like Thine? |
Behold a Branch is Growing
Melody - Melody - "Es ist ein Ros' entsprungen"
Behold a branch is growing As of loveliest form and grace, As prophets sung, foreknowing; It
springs from Jesse's race And bears one little Flower In midst of coldest winter, At deepest midnight hour.
2. Isaiah hath foretold It In words of promise sure, And Mary's arms enfold It, A virgin meek and pure. Through
God's eternal will This Child to her is given At midnight calm and still.
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| 3. The shepherds heard the story, Proclaimed by angels bright, How Christ, the Lord of Glory, Was
born on earth this night. To Bethlehem they sped And in the manger found him, As angel heralds said.
4. This Flower, whose fragrance tender With sweetness fills the air, Dispels with glorious splendor The darkness
everywhere. True Man, yet very God; From sin and death He saves us And lightens every load. |
5. O Savior, Child of Mary, Who felt our human woe; Savior, King of Glory. Who dost our weakness
know, Bring us at length, we pray. To the bright courts of heaven And to the endless day. |
Being of beings, God of love Melody -
Methodist Hymnal 1889
1. Being of beings, God of love! To thee our hearts we raise; Thy all-sustaining power we prove, And
gladly sing thy praise.
2. Thine, only thine, we pant to be; Our sacrifice receive; Made, and preserved, and saved by thee, To thee ourselves
we give.
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| 3. Heavenward our every wish aspires; For all thy mercies' store, The sole return thy love requires Is,
that we ask for more.
4. For more we ask; we open then Our hearts to embrace thy will; Turn, and revive us, Lord, again, With all thy
fulness fill. |
5. Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love Shed in our hearts abroad! So shall we ever live, and
move, And be, with Christ in God. |
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