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Lukas 2:46

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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 2:46

• [Luk 2:46] Within The Father’s House

  Within the Father’s house The Son hath found His home; And to His temple suddenly The Lord of Life hath come. The doctors of the law Gaze on the wondrous Child, And marvel at His gracious words Of wisdom undefiled. Yet not to them is giv’n The mighty truth to know, To lift the fleshly veil which hides Incarnate God below. The secret of the Lord Escapes each human eye, And faithful pondering hearts await The full epiphany. Lord, visit Thou our souls, And teach us by Thy grace Each dim revealing of Thyself With loving awe to trace; Till from our darkened sight The cloud shall pass away, And on the cleansèd soul shall burst The everlasting day. Till we behold Thy face, And know, as we are known, Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Co-equal Three in One.

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Lukas 8:2

• [Luk 8:2] O Daughters Blest Of Galilee

  O daughters blest of Galilee, With Jesus chose ye well to be, Thrice happy holy company. O joy, to see that Master dear! O joy, to live with Him so near! O joy, that gentle voice to hear! O more than joy, to that dear Lord, In purest, deepest love adored, All lowly service to afford. Yea, happy was your lot to bring In loyal homage to your King Each free and gracious offering. O Jesus, throned above the height, Adoring troops of angels bright Wait on Thy bidding day and night. Thy sacred form we cannot see, Yet, Lord, these hands may render Thee Each lowly act of charity. For while, ’mid want and woe we move, And tend Thy poor in gentle love, We minister to Thee above. O gracious Jesus, we confess, Our poor cold love, our nothingness: Yet Thou wilt own, and Thou wilt bless.

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Lukas 19:37

• [Luk 19:37] God’s Mighty Wonders

  Our mighty God works mighty wonders— What joy, to seem them all around! Men’s idols fall before His thunders, Their altars crumbling to the ground. He breaks the fetters, frees the slaves, His fallen children still He saves. His mighty Word goes forth to conquer, Its power destroys the forts of doubt. The warriors bold yield up their armor To Him Who will not cast them out. They cleansing find in Jesus’ blood And laud and magnify our God. Behold the host of brethren nearing The gates of Heav’n with mighty tread, With banners waving, singing, cheering, They hail in joy their Royal Head; And many more shall own His reign, His wondrous love the victory gain. O God, be praised! the day is nearing, When to our ears a voice shall come, “Look up, the Lord is now appearing, To gather all His loved ones home!” O blessèd day of jubilee! For thee I wait! I wait for thee!

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  source: Cyberhymnal