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2 By day and by night in her anguish 5 When others sing anthems of gladMy soul is lamenting in woe:

ness, O Lord, in my grief I must languish,

And offer thanksgiving and praise, No counsel, no help do I know;

I sit in the gloom of my sadness When shall I Thy mercy awaken?

And hear not the anthems they raise; When shall I, the poor and forsaken,

My song is the voice of my sighing, Before Thee appear, O my God? The festal days pass in my crying

I languish in grief and in woe. 3 Great fears now my bosom are rend

6 Why art thou disquiet within me? ing, For near the abyss I am brought,

Why art thou cast down, O my soul?

Confide in thy God, let Him win thee! My way on the brink I am wending,

Still hope in thy God, Him extol! My journey with peril is fraught; I faint, I see terrors appalling,

For surely once dawneth a morrow,

When, freed from thy care and thy And into the deep I am falling

sorrow, O hearken, O Lord, to my cries!

Thou praises shalt sing to thy God. 4 Thou, Thou art my rock of salva. 7 His light and His truth, they shall tion,

lead me My house I have built upon Thee; In peace to His temple at last; o if Thou shouldst fail as founda I rest on His word, He will speed me, tion,

And conflict and sorrow are past; My ruin it surely would be; *

Yea, joyful I anthems will raise Him, Lord, deep unto deep now is calling, With heart and with voice will Í Thy waves and Thy billows appalling

praise HimArise to go over my soul.

My health and my life and my God.

N. F. S. Grundtvig, 1812 454 C. M.

S. Howard, 1750

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Johann Schop, 1642

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They in judgment shall not stand, Nor be in the righteous band: These the Lord forsaketh never,

Those shall be cast off forever. 4 For the Lord His people knoweth,

His pure eyes behold their way, And the blessing He bestoweth

Is their heritage for aye: But the wicked ever tend To their doom and to their end: God will all the righteous cherish, But the wicked ones shall perish.

P. Gerhardt, 1553

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L. Mason, 1832

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2 May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,

· My zeal inspire;
As Thou hast died for me,
O may my love to Thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,

A living fire.
3 While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,

Be Thou my guide;
Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray

From Thee aside.
4 When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold, sullen stream

Shall o'er me roll;
Blest Savior, then, in love,
Fear and distrust remove;
O bear me safe above-
A ransomed soul!

6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6. Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity

Meiningisches Gesangbuch, 1693

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5 And let me be with all

7 Let nothing that may chance, . In peace and friendship living,

Me from my Savior sever:
As far as Christians may;

And dying with Him, take
And if Thou aught art giving

My soul to Thee for ever;
Of wealth and honors fair,

And let iny body have
O this refuse me not,

A little space to sleep
That naught be mingled there

Beside my fathers' grave,
Of goods unjustly got.

And friends that o'er it weep. 6 And if a longer life

8 And when the end is come,
Be here on earth decreed me,

And all the dead are waking,
And Thou through many a strife O reach me down Thy hand,
To age at last wilt lead me,

Thyself my slumbers breaking:
Thy patience in me shed,

Then let me hear Thy voice,
Avert all sin and shame,

And change this earthly frame, And crown my hoary head

And bid me aye rejoice
With pure untarnished fame.

With those who love Thy name.

J. Heermann, 1630

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Sing your Sav-ior's wor-thy praise, Glo-rious in His works and ways.



2 We are traveling home to God, 4 Fear not, brethren; joyful stand In the way the fathers trod;

On the borders of your land;
They are happy now, and we

Jesus Christ, your Father's Son,
Soon their happiness shall see. . Bids you undismayed go on.
3 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light, 5 Lord, obediently we go,
Zion's city is in sight;

Gladly leaving all below; There our endless home shall be, Only Thou our leader be, There our Lord we soon shall see. And we still will follow Thee.

J. Cennick, 1712

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