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Lukas 17:1-27

• [Luk 17:5] Eternal Power, Of Sea And Air!

  Eternal Power, of earth and air! Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in every sound. If e’er Thine ear in mercy bent, When wretched mortals cried to Thee, And if, indeed, Thy Son was sent, To save lost sinners such as me: Then hear me now, while, kneeling here, I lift to thee my heart and eye, And all my soul ascends in prayer, Oh, give me, give me faith! I cry. Without some glimmering in my heart, I could not raise this fervent prayer; But, oh! a stronger light impart, And in Thy mercy fix it there. While Faith is with me, I am blest; It turns my darkest night to day; But while I clasp it to my breast, I often feel it slide away. Then, cold and dark, my spirit sinks, To see my light of life depart; And every fiend of Hell, methinks, Enjoys the anguish of my heart. What shall I do, if all my love, My hopes, my toil, are cast away, And if there be no God above, To hear and bless me when I pray? If this be vain delusion all, If death be an eternal sleep, And none can hear my secret call, Or see the silent tears I weep! Oh, help me, God! For Thou alone Canst my distracted soul relieve; Forsake it not: it is Thine own, Though weak, yet longing to believe. Oh, drive these cruel doubts away; And make me know, that Thou art God! A faith, that shines by night and day, Will lighten every earthly load. If I believe that Jesus died, And, waking, rose to reign above; Then surely Sorrow, Sin, and Pride, Must yield to Peace, and Hope, and Love. And all the blessèd words He said Will strength and holy joy impart: A shield of safety o’er my head, A spring of comfort in my heart.

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• [Luk 17:5] Give Me The Wings Of Faith

  Give me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears: They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. I ask them whence their victory came: They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to His death. They marked the footsteps that He trod, His zeal inspired their breast; And following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. Our glorious Leader claims our praise For His own pattern giv’n; While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to Heav’n.

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• [Luk 17:5] Let Us Plead For Faith Alone

  Let us plead for faith alone Faith which by our works is shown; God it is Who justifies, Only faith the grace applies. Active faith that lives within, Conquers hell and death and sin, Hallows whom it first made whole, Forms the Savior in the soul. Let us for this faith contend, Sure salvation is the end; Heaven already is begun, Everlasting life is won. Only let us persevere Till we see our Lord appear, Never from the Rock remove, Saved by faith which works by love.

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• [Luk 17:5] Lord, Help Us Ever To Retain

  Lord, help us ever to retain The catechism’s doctrine plain As Luther taught the word of truth In simple style to tender youth. Help us Thy holy law to learn, To mourn our sin, and from it turn In faith to Thee and to Thy Son And Holy Spirit, Three in One. Hear us, dear Father, when we pray For needed help from day to day That as Thy children we may live, Whom Thou in baptism did receive. Lord, when we fall and sin doth stain, Absolve and lift us up again; And thro’ the sacrament increase Our faith till we depart in peace.

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• [Luk 17:5] Lord, I Want To Be A Christian

  Lord, I want to be a Christian in my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be a Christian in my heart, in my heart. In my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be a Christian in my heart, in my heart. Lord, I want to be more loving in my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be more loving in my heart, in my heart. In my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be more loving in my heart, in my heart. Lord, I want to be more holy in my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be more holy in my heart, in my heart. In my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be more holy in my heart, in my heart. Lord, I want to be like Jesus in my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be like Jesus in my heart, in my heart. In my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be like Jesus in my heart, in my heart.

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• [Luk 17:5] O, For A Faith That Will Not Shrink

  O, for a faith that will not shrink, Though pressed by every foe, That will not tremble on the brink Of any earthly woe! That will not murmur nor complain Beneath the chastening rod, But, in the hour of grief or pain, Will lean upon its God. A faith that shines more bright and clear When tempests rage without; That when in danger knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt. That bears, unmoved, the world’s dread frown Nor heeds its scornful smile; That seas of trouble cannot drown, Nor Satan’s arts beguile. A faith that keeps the narrow way Till life’s last hour is fled, And with a pure and heavenly ray Lights up a dying bed. Lord, give me such a faith as this, And then, whate’er may come, I’ll taste, e’en here, the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home.

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• [Luk 17:17] Where Are The Nine?

  Wand’ring afar from the dwellings of men, Hear the sad cry of the lepers, the ten; “Jesus have mercy!” brings healing divine, One came to worship, but where are the nine? Refrain Where are the nine? Where are the nine? Were there not ten cleansed? Where are the nine? Loudly the stranger sang praise to the Lord, Knowing the cure had been wrought by His word, Gratefully owning the Healer divine; Jesus says tenderly, “Where are the nine?” Refrain “Who is this Nazarene?” Pharisees say; “Is He the Christ? Tell us plainly, we pray.” Multitudes follow Him seeking a sign, Show them His mighty works—where are the nine? Refrain Jesus on trial today we can see, Thousands deridingly ask, “Who is He?” How they’re rejecting Him, your Lord and mine! Bring in the witnesses—where are the nine? Refrain

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• [Luk 17:21] A Little Kingdom I Possess

  A little kingdom I possess, Where thoughts and feelings dwell, And very hard I find the task Of governing it well; For passion tempts and troubles me, A wayward will misleads, And selfishness its shadow casts, On all my will and deeds. How can I learn to rule myself, To be the child I should, Honest and brave, nor ever tire Of trying to be good? How can I keep a sunny soul To shine along life’s way? How can I tune my little heart, To sweetly sing all day? Dear Father, help me with the love That castest out my fear! Teach me to lean on Thee and feel That thou art very near. That no temptation is unseen, No childish grief too small, Since Thou, with patience infinite, Dost soothe and comfort all. I do not ask for any crown But that which all may win; Nor try to conquer any world Except the one within. Be Thou my Guide until I find, Led by a tender hand, Thy happy kingdom in myself And dare to take command.

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• [Luk 17:21] The World Within

  O wondrous world within a world How beautiful thou art! What high desire, what holy fire Lie glowing at thy heart! What beauty, like the silent stars, Hangs ever o’er thy brow; What youth, as old as Paradise, Springs deathless in thee now! Where did we learn to love thy face— The music of thy name? A leafy door beside the shore Was opened—and we came. Our lost ideals, grown more fair, Thronged back through all thy ways; Another life—a real life— Filled all our empty days. The world smiled, saying, “These are they Who live among the trees; Whose thoughts rise higher than the stars And soar beyond the trees. They do not weigh their wealth with gold Or measure it with fame; They speak a language all their own They bear a hidden name.” So weighs the world its own true life, Nor knows it as its own, While, Life of Life, above all strife God waits upon His throne; He waits until the world of things And the world of thoughts shall be Blent in that perfect thing we call The New Humanity. What joy is thine, O world within, To bear thy banners out, And there to claim in God’s dear Name The last and least redoubt! The earth is His—the heav’ns are His, He stooped to make them one When that great mystery was wrought That gave us God the Son. The world without is blind to thee, Thou world of the within, Yet through the years thy saints and seers Its oracles have been. Still trust them with thy prophecies; Still through them breathe thy breath; Till honor blossoms from the dust And life spring out of death.

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  source: Cyberhymnal