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Lukas 24:29

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Lukas 14:17

• [Luk 14:17] The Blessed Feast

  Come, poor sinner, to the blessèd, blessèd feast, O hear the call—thy Savior’s call; Haste to meet Him, He will welcome thee His guest, O rejoice, there’s room for all. Refrain Whosoever will in that feast may share, In our Father’s house there is bread to spare; Come to Jesus, He is waiting, waiting now, Come, O come, there’s room for all. Art thou weary? Wouldst thou lay thy weight aside? Then rest thee here, the cross is near; See where Jesus thy Redeemer bled and died, Come and taste His mercy here. Refrain Hark, He bids thee to the crimson fountain go, It flows so free, so pure for thee; He will wash thee and will make thee white as snow, Thou His happy child shalt be. Refrain Come to Jesus, and thy burden He will bear, The feast is spread, lift up thy head; Come, and rest thee in the Savior’s gentle care, By His love thou shalt be fed. Refrain

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Lukas 24:29

• [Luk 24:29] Abide With Me

  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, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day; Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou who changest not, abide with me. 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. Come not in terrors, 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, and thus bide with me. Thou on my head in early 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. I need Thy presence every passing hour. What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies. Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:29] Abide With Me, ’tis Eventide

  Abide with me, ’tis eventide! The day is past and gone; The shadows of the evening fall; The night is coming on! Within my heart a welcome Guest, Within my home abide. Refrain O Savior, stay this night with me; Behold, ’tis eventide! O Savior, stay this night with me; Behold, ’tis eventide! Abide with me, ’tis eventide! Thy walk today with me Has made my heart within me burn, As I communed with Thee. Thy earnest words have filled my soul And kept me near Thy side. Refrain Abide with me, ’tis eventide! And lone will be the night, If I cannot commune with Thee, Nor find in Thee my light. The darkness of the world, I fear, Would in my home abide. Refrain

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• [Luk 24:29] Abide With Us, Our Savior

  Abide with us, our Savior, Nor let Thy mercy cease; From Satan’s might defend us, And grant our souls release. Abide with us, our Savior, Sustain us by Thy Word, That we may, now and ever, Find peace in Thee, O Lord. Abide with us, our Savior, Thou Light of endless Light; Increase to us Thy blessings, And save us by Thy might.
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• [Luk 24:29] Abide With Us, The Day Is Waning

  “Abide with us, the day is waning,” Thus prayed the two while on the way; We read that Thou, O Lord, remaining, Didst all their doubts and fears allay. Incline Thine ear, Thou King of Grace, When, praying thus, we seek Thy face. At eventide, Thy Spirit sending, Help us, O Lord, our watch to keep, In prayer devout before Thee bending, Ere we our eyelids close in sleep, Confessing sin in deed and word With hope of mercy from the Lord. Abide with us; with heav’nly gladness Illumine, Lord, our darkest day; And when we weep in pain and sadness, Be Thou our Solace, Strength and Stay. Tell of Thy woe, Thy victory won, When Thou didst pray: “Thy will be done.” Abide with us, O Savior tender, That bitter day when life shall end, When to the grave we must surrender, And fear and pain our hearts shall rend. The shield of faith do Thou bestow When trembling we must meet the foe. When earthly help no more availeth, To sup with us Thou wilt be nigh; Thou givest strength that never faileth, In Thee we grave and death defy. While earth is fading from our sight, Our eyes behold the realms of light.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:29] As Now The Sun’s Declining Rays

  As now the sun’s declining rays At eventide descend, So life’s brief day is sinking down To its appointed end. Lord, on the cross Thine arms were stretched, To draw Thy people nigh; O grant us then that cross to love, And in those arms to die. All glory to the Father be, All glory to the Son, All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, While endless ages run.
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• [Luk 24:29] Day, O Lord, Is Spent, The

  The day, O Lord, is spent; Abide with us, and rest; Our hearts’ desires are fully bent On making Thee our Guest. We have not reached that land, That happy land, as yet, Where holy angels round Thee stand, Whose sun can never set. Our sun is sinking now; Our day is almost o’er; O Sun of Righteousness, do Thou Shine on us evermore. From men below the skies, And all the heavenly host, To God the Father praise arise, The Son, and Holy Ghost.

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• [Luk 24:29] Day Is Gently Sinking To A Close, The

  The day is gently sinking to a close, Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows: O Brightness of Thy Father’s glory, Thou eternal Light of light, be with us now: Where Thou art present darkness cannot be; Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with Thee. Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end; Onward to darkness and to death we tend; O Conqueror of the grave, be Thou our Guide; Be Thou our Light in death’s dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. Thou, who in darkness walking didst appear Upon the waves, and Thy disciples cheer, Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail, And earthly hopes and human succors fail; When all is dark, may we behold Thee nigh, And hear Thy voice, “Fear not, for it is I.” The weary world is moldering to decay, Its glories wane, its pageants fade away: In that last sunset, when the stars shall fall, May we arise, awakened by Thy call, With Thee, O Lord, forever to abide, In that blest day which has no eventide.

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• [Luk 24:29] Since Without You We Do No Good

  Since without Thee we do no good, And with Thee do no ill, Abide with us in weal and woe, In action and in will. In weal, that while our lips confess The Lord Who gives, we may Remember with a humble thought The Lord Who takes away. In woe, that while to drowning tears Our hearts their joys resign, We may remember Who can turn Such water into wine. By hours of day, that when our feet O’er hill and valley run, We still may think the light of truth More welcome than the sun. By hours of night, that when the air Its dew and shadow yields, We still may hear the voice of God In silence of the fields. Abide with us, abide with us, While flesh and soul agree; And when our flesh is only dust, Abide our souls with Thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 24:29] Tarry With Me (scott)

  Tarry with me, O my Savior, In my heart and life abide, Keep me by Thy grace and favor, Ever near Thy loving side. Refrain Tarry with me, O my Savior, For I long to have Thee nigh; By Thy Spirit guide and guard me, Till I reach my home on high. Tarry with me, O my Savior, In Thy presence let me rest, Thou dost know my life and longings, Thou wilt give me what is best. Refrain Tarry with me, O my Savior, Day is fleeting to its close; Life without Thee is but dreary, Filled with bitterness and woes. Refrain Tarry with me, O my Savior, Walk beside me all the way; In my joy, and in my sadness, I shall need Thee every day. Refrain

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• [Luk 24:29] Tarry With Me (smith)

  Tarry with me, O my Savior, For the day is passing by; See! the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh. Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Paler now the glowing west, Swift the night of death advances; Shall it be the night of rest? Lonely seems the vale of shadow; Sinks my heart with troubled fear; Give me faith for clearer vision, Speak Thou, Lord, in words of cheer. Let me hear Thy voice behind me, Calming all these wild alarms; Let me, underneath my weakness, Feel the everlasting arms. Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, Lord, I cast myself on Thee; Tarry with me through the darkness; While I sleep, still watch by me. Tarry with me, O my Savior, Lay my head upon Thy breast Till the morning; then awake me— Morning of eternal rest. Tarry with me, O my Saviour! For the day is passing by; See, the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh; Tarry with me—tarry with me; Pass me not unheeded by! Many friends were gathered round me, In the bright days of the past; But the grave has closed above them, And I linger here the last! I am lonely: tarry with me Till this dreary night is past. Dimmed for me is earthly beauty; Yet the spirit’s eye would fain Rest upon thy lovely features: Shall I seek, dear Lord, in vain? Tarry with me, O my Saviour! Let me see thy smile again. Dull my ear to earth-born music: Speak thou, Lord! in words of cheer; Feeble, tottering my footstep, Sinks my heart with sudden fear: Cast thine arms, dear Lord! around me, Let me feel thy presence near. Faithful memory paints before me Every deed and thought of sin; Open thou the blood-filled fountain, Cleanse my guilty soul within: Tarry, thou forgiving Saviour! Wash me wholly from my sin. Deeper, deeper grow the shadows; Paler now the glowing west; Swift the night of death advances,— Shall it be a night of rest? Tarry with me, O my Saviour! Lay my head upon thy breast. Feeble, trembling, panting, dying, Lord! I cast myself on thee: Tarry with me through the darkness, While I sleep, still watch by me, Till the morning,—then awake me Dearest Lord! to dwell with thee.

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Lukas 12:37

• [Luk 12:37] How Are Thy Servants Blest, O Lord!

  How are Thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defense! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence. In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know Thou art not slow to her, Nor impotent to save. The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to Thy will, The sea, that roars at Thy command, At Thy command is still. From all our griefs and fears, O Lord, Thy mercy sets us free; While in the confidence of prayer Our hearts take hold on Thee. In midst of dangers, fears and death, Thy goodness we adore; We praise Thee for Thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more Our life, while Thou preservest life, A sacrifice shall be; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to Thee.

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• [Luk 12:37] Ye Servants Of The Lord

  Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of His heavenly Word, And watchful at His gate. Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame, Gird up your loins, as in His sight, For awful is His Name. Watch: ’tis your Lord’s command, And while we speak He’s near; Mark the first signal of His hand, And ready all appear. O happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall His Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. Christ shall the banquet spread With His own royal hand, And raise that faithful servant’s head Amid the angelic band.

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Lukas 12:35

• [Luk 12:35] Let Every Lamp Be Burning Bright

  Let every lamp be burning bright, The darkest hour is nearing; The darkest hour of earth’s long night, Before the Lord’s appearing. Refrain Then trim your lamps, my brethren dear, Then trim your lamps with godly fear; The Master’s coming draweth near, Let every lamp be burning. Though thousands calmly slumber on, The last great message spurning, We’ll rest our living faith upon His promise of returning. Refrain His Word our lamp, His truth our guide, We cannot be mistaken; Though dangers rise on every side, We shall not be forsaken. Refrain Then let good works with faith appear, To help the world around us; Obedience brings the blessing near When faith has firmly bound us. Refrain

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• [Luk 12:35] Let The Lower Lights Be Burning

  Brightly beams our Father’s mercy from His lighthouse evermore, But to us He gives the keeping of the lights along the shore. Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! For to us He gives the keeping of the lights along the shore. [or Some poor struggling, sinking sailor you may rescue, you may save.] Dark the night of sin has settled, loud the angry billows roar; Eager eyes are watching, longing, for the lights, along the shore. Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! Eager eyes are watching, longing, for the lights, along the shore. Trim your feeble lamp, my brother, some poor sailor tempest tossed, Trying now to make the harbor, in the darkness may be lost. Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave! Trying now to make the harbor, some poor sailor may be lost.

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  source: Cyberhymnal