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Lukas 2:22

• [Luk 2:22] Hail To The Lord Who Comes

  Hail to the Lord Who comes, Comes to His temple gate; Not with His angel host, Not in His kingly state; No shouts proclaim Him nigh, No crowds His coming wait. But, borne upon the throne Of Mary’s gentle breast, Watched by her duteous love, In her fond arms at rest, Thus to His Father’s house He comes, the heav’nly Guest. There Joseph at her side In reverent wonder stands, And, filled with holy joy, Old Simeon in his hands Takes up the promised Child, The Glory of all lands. Hail to the great First-born Whose ransom price they pay! The Son before all worlds, The Child of man today, That He might ransom us Who still in bondage lay. O Light of all the earth, Thy children wait for Thee! Come to Thy temples here, That we, from sin set free, Before Thy Father’s face May all presented be!

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• [Luk 2:22] O Happy Day, When First Was Poured

  O happy day, when first was poured The blood of our redeeming Lord! O happy day, when first began His sufferings for sinful man! Just entered on this world of woe, His blood already learned to flow; His future death was thus expressed, And thus His early love confessed. From heaven descending to fulfill The mandates of His Father’s will, E’en now behold the victim lie, The Lamb of God, prepared to die! Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray, Our fleshly natures purge away; Thy Name, Thy likeness may they bear: Yea, stamp Thy holy image there! O Lord, the virgin born, to Thee Eternal praise and glory be, Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost forevermore.

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Lukas 2:40

• [Luk 2:40] By Cool Siloam’s Shady Rill

  By cool Siloam’s shady rill How fair the lily grows! How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, Of Sharon’s dewy rose! Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod, Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. By cool Siloam’s shady rill The lily must decay; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away. And soon, too soon, the wintry hour Of man’s maturer age Will shake the soul with sorrow’s power And stormy passion’s rage. O Thou Whose infant feet were found Within Thy Father’s shrine, Whose years with changeless virtue crowned, Were all alike divine. Dependent on Thy bounteous breath, We seek Thy grace alone, In childhood, manhood, age, and death To keep us still Thine own.

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• [Luk 2:40] Jesus Was A Child Like Me

  Once Jesus was a child like me, But O, so kind and true; His ever watchful eye can see The very things I do. Refrain Yes, Jesus was a child like me, But O, so pure and true; My blessèd Savior He will be, If I but love Him, too. He played upon the village street, In such a pleasant way; And ran with glad and willing feet, His parents to obey. Refrain I want to be His little child, And more like Him to grow; And ever truthful, good and mild, Because He loves me so. Refrain And now to Jesus I will pray, To pardon me from sin; And if I serve Him every day, His blessing I shall win. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:40] What Wisdom, Majesty And Grace

  What wisdom, majesty and grace Through all the Gospel shine! ’Tis God that speaks, and we confess The doctrine most divine. Down from His starry throne on high, Th’almighty Savior comes; Lays His bright robes of glory by, And feeble flesh assumes. The mighty debt that sinners owed, Upon the cross He pays; Then through the clouds ascends to God, ’Midst shouts of loftiest praise. There He, our great High Priest, appears, Before His Father’s throne; Mingles His merits with our tears, And pours salvation down.

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Lukas 7:47

• [Luk 7:47] Hail! My Ever Blessèd Jesus

  Hail! my ever blessèd Jesus, Only Thee I wish to sing; To my soul Thy Name is precious, Thou my Prophet, Priest and King. O what mercy flows from Heaven! O what joy and happiness! Love I much? I’m much forgiven I’m a miracle of grace. Once with Adam’s race in ruin, Unconcerned in sin I lay; Swift destruction still pursuing, Till my Savior passed that way. Witness, all ye hosts of Heaven, My Redeemer’s tenderness; Love I much? I’m much forgiven, I’m a miracle of grace. Shout, ye bright angelic choir, Praise the Lamb enthroned above; Whilst astonished I admire God’s free grace and boundless love. That blest moment I received Him, Filled my soul with joy and peace; Love I much? I’m much forgiven, I’m a miracle of grace.

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Lukas 9:19-20

• [Luk 9:20] O Thou Eternal Christ Of God

  O Thou eternal Christ of God, ride on, ride on, ride on! Establish Thou forevermore the triumph now begun. A mighty host, by Thee redeemed, is marching in Thy train, Thine is the kingdom and the power, and Thou in love shalt reign. O Holy Savior of mankind, ride on, ride on, ride on! We bear with Thee the scourge and cross if so Thy will is done. And be the road uphill or down, unbroken or well trod, We go with Thee to claim and build a city unto God. O Thou Whose dreams enthrall the heart, ride on, ride on, ride on! Ride on till tyranny and greed are evermore undone. In mart and court and parliament the common good increase, Till men at last shall ring the bells of brotherhood and peace. O Thou Who art the Life and Light, exalted Lord and King, We hail Thine august majesty and loud hosanna sing, Until in every land and clime Thine ends of love are won: O Christ, Redeemer, Brother, Friend, ride on, ride on, ride on!

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Lukas 9:57

• [Luk 9:57] Jesus I Will Never Leave

  Jesus I will never leave, Who for me Himself hath given; Firmly unto Him I’ll cleave Nor from Him be ever driven. Life from Him doth light receive, Jesus I will never leave. Jesus I will never leave While on earth I am abiding; That I have to Him I give, All my cares in Him confiding. Naught shall me of Him bereave, Jesus I will never leave. Though my sight shall pass away, Hearing, taste, and feeling fail me; Though my life’s last light of day Shall o’ertake and sore assail me; When His summons I receive, Jesus I will never leave. Nor will I my Jesus leave When at last I shall come thither Where His saints He will receive, Where in bliss they live together. Endless joy to me He’ll give, Jesus I will never leave. Not for earth’s vain joys I crave Nor, without him, Heaven’s pleasure; Jesus, who my soul did save, Evermore shall be my Treasure. He redemption did achieve, Jesus I will never leave.

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• [Luk 9:57] We Will Follow Thee

  Savior, where Thou leadest, We will follow Thee; Where Thy lambs Thou feedest, We will follow Thee; By Thy loving smile attended, By Thy gentle hand defended, Till this mortal life is ended, We will follow Thee. In our childhood’s morning, We will follow Thee; We have heard Thy warning, We will follow Thee; If our feet are sometimes weary, And the way seems long and dreary, Thou wilt speak and we will hear Thee, We will follow Thee. In our joy and gladness, We will follow Thee; In our times of sadness, We will follow Thee; Thou wilt give us, without measure, Richest blessings, purest pleasure, And in Heav’n, a priceless treasure. We will follow Thee.

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Lukas 24:39

• [Luk 24:39] That Eastertide With Joy Was Bright

  That Eastertide with joy was bright, The sun shone out with fairer light, When, to their longing eyes restored, The glad apostles saw their Lord. He bade them see His hands, His side, Where yet the glorious wounds abide; The tokens true which made it plain Their Lord indeed was risen again. Jesus, the King of gentleness, Do Thou Thyself our hearts possess That we may give Thee all our days The tribute of our grateful praise. O Lord of all, with us abide In this our joyful Eastertide; From every weapon death can wield Thine own redeemed forever shield. All praise be Thine, O risen Lord, From death to endless life restored; All praise to God the Father be And Holy Ghost eternally.

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