Luke 3:22

• [Luk 3:22] Come, Gracious Spirit, Heav’nly Dove

  Come, gracious Spirit, heav’nly Dove, With light and comfort from above; Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide, O’er every thought and step preside, O’er every thought and step preside. The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose Thy way; Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne’er depart, That we from God may ne’er depart. Lead us to holiness, the road Which we must take to dwell with God; Lead us to Christ, the living way, Nor let us from His pastures stray, Nor let us from His pastures stray. Lead us to God, our final rest, To be with Him forever blest; Lead us to Heav’n, its bliss to share, Fullness of joy forever there, Fullness of joy forever there.

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• [Luk 3:22] Gracious Spirit, Dove Divine

  Gracious Spirit, Dove divine, Let Thy light within me shine; All my guilty fears remove, Fill me full of Heav’n and love. Speak Thy pardoning grace to me, Set the burdened sinner free; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in His precious blood. Life and peace to me impart, Seal salvation in my heart; Breathe Thyself into my breast, Earnest of immortal rest. Let me never from Thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me, Lord, forever Thine. Guard me round, on every side, Save me from self righteous pride; Me with Jesu’s mind inspire, Melt me with celestial fire. Thou my dross and tin consume, Let Thy inward kingdom come; All my prayer and praise suggest, Dwell and reign within my breast.

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Luke 9:26

• [Luk 9:26] In Token That Thou Shalt Not Fear

  In token that thou shalt not fear Christ crucified to own, We print the cross upon thee here, And stamp thee His alone. In token that thou shalt not blush To glory in His Name, We blazon here upon thy front His glory and His shame. In token that thou shalt not flinch Christ’s quarrel to maintain, But ’neath His banner manfully Firm at thy post remain. In token that thou too shalt tread The path He traveled by, Endure the cross, despise the shame, And sit thee down on high. Thus outwardly and visibly We seal thee for His own; And may the brow that wears His cross Hereafter share His crown.

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Luke 15:17

• [Luk 15:17] Afflictions, Though They Seem Severe

  Afflictions, though they seem severe; In mercy oft are sent; They stopped the prodigal’s career, And forced him to repent. Although he no relentings felt Till he had spent his store; His stubborn heart began to melt When famine pinched him sore. “What have I gained by sin, he said, But hunger, shame, and fear; My father’s house abounds with bread, While I am starving here. I’ll go, and tell him all I’ve done, And fall before his face Unworthy to be called his son, I’ll seek a servant’s place.” His father saw him coming back, He saw, and ran, and smiled; And threw his arms around the neck Of his rebellious child. “Father, I’ve sinned—but O forgive!” I’ve heard enough, he said, Rejoice my house, my son’s alive, For whom I mourned as dead. Now let the fatted calf be slain, And spread the news around; My son was dead, but lives again, Was lost, but now is found. ’Tis thus the Lord His love reveals, To call poor sinners home; More than a father’s love He feels, And welcomes all that come.

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Luke 21:12

• [Luk 21:12] We Knelt Before Kings

  We knelt before kings; we bent before lords; For theirs were the crowns, and theirs were the swords: But times of the bending and bowing are past, The day of the people is dawning at last! We cringed before gold; we deified wealth; We laid on its altar the life and the health Of manhood and womanhood, and childhood and youth; Its lordship is doomed in this day of the truth. The strength of the state we’ll lavish on more Than massing of wealth and making of war; We’re learning at last, though the lesson comes late, The making of man is the task of the state. Great Day of Jehovah! prophets and seers Have sung of thy coming thousands of years; Thank God for each sign that the dark night is past; The day of the people is dawning at last.

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Luke 22:19-20

• [Luk 22:19] According To Thy Gracious Word

  According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember Thee. Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from Heaven shall be; The testamental cup I take, And thus remember Thee. Gethsemane can I forget? Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony, and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee? When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee; Remember Thee, and all Thy pains And all Thy love to me; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember Thee. And when these failing lips grow dumb And mind and memory flee, When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me.

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• [Luk 22:19] Because Thou Hast Said

  Because Thou hast said, “Do this for My sake,” The mystical bread we gladly partake; We thirst for the Spirit that flows from above, And long to inherit Thy fullness of love. ’Tis here we look up and grasp at Thy mind, ’Tis here that we hope Thine image to find; The means of bestowing Thy gifts we embrace; But all things are owing to Jesus’ grace.
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• [Luk 22:19] Do This; Remember Me!

  Our Lord and His disciples at table were as one, And Jesus thought of the morrow, His work here nearly done. With one last night together, they knew not what would be, But Jesus had one final word: “Do This; Remember Me!” Thanksgiving to the Father, an ancient feast made new. Christ said, “This is My body, My body giv’n for you.” The holy bread was broken and shared with Jesus’ plea That His words not be forgotten: “Do This; Remember Me!” He took the cup of blessing, the blood of Jesus shed That all might know forgiveness, received when Jesus bled. Salvation now available to all on bended knee Who repent and follow His command: “Do This; Remember Me!” Yes, Christ’s command continues to all who serve His Name To go and make disciples, that all would sing His fame. And gathered at one table His holy church shall see Our Master is still calling: “Do This; Remember Me!”

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• [Luk 22:19] For The Bread, Which Thou Hast Broken

  For the bread, which Thou hast broken; For the wine, which Thou hast poured; For the words, which Thou hast spoken— Now we give Thee thanks, O Lord. By this pledge that Thou dost love us, By Thy gift of peace restored, By Thy call to Heaven above us, Hallow all our lives, O Lord. With our sainted ones in glory, Seated at our Father’s board, May the Church that waiteth for Thee Keep love’s tie unbroken, Lord. In Thy service, Lord, defend us, In our hearts keep watch and ward; In the world where Thou dost send us Let Thy kingdom come, O Lord.

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• [Luk 22:19] How Happy Are Thy Servants, Lord

  How happy are Thy servants, Lord, Who thus remember Thee! What tongue can tell our sweet accord, Our perfect harmony? Who Thy mysterious supper share, Here at Thy table fed, Many, and yet but one we are, One undivided bread. One with the living bread divine Which now by faith we eat, Our hearts and minds and spirits join, And all in Jesus meet. So dear the tie where souls agree In Jesus’ dying love! Then only can it closer be, When all are joined above.

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• [Luk 22:19] If Human Kindness Meets Return

  If human kindness meets return, And owns the grateful tie; If tender thoughts within us burn To feel a friend is nigh; O shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe To Him Who died, our fears to quell, Our more than orphan’s woe! While yet His anguished soul surveyed Those pangs he would not flee, What love His latest words displayed, “Meet and remember me!” Remember Thee! Thy death, Thy shame Our sinful hearts to share! O memory, leave no other name But His recorded there.

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• [Luk 22:19] Jesus, Master, Hear Me Now

  Jesus, Master, hear me now, While I would renew my vow, And record Thy dying love; Hear, and help me from above. Feed me, Savior, with this bread, Broken in Thy body’s stead; Cheer my spirit with this wine, Streaming like that blood of Thine. And as now I eat and drink, Let me truly, sweetly think, Thou didst hang upon the tree, Broken, bleeding, there—for me.
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• [Luk 22:19] Now The Silence

  Now the silence, now the peace, Now the empty hands uplifted; Now the kneeling, now the plea, Now the Father’s arms in welcome; Now the hearing, now the power, Now the vessel brimmed for pouring; Now the body, now the blood, Now the joyful celebration; Now the wedding, now the songs, Now the heart forgiven, leaping; Now the Spirit’s visitation, Now the Son’s epiphany; Now the Father’s blessing, Now, now, now.

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• [Luk 22:19] Sing, My Tongue, The Savior’s Glory

  Sing, my tongue, the Savior’s glory, Of His flesh the mystery sing, Of the blood, all price exceeding, Shed by our immortal King, Destined, for the world’s redemption, From a noble womb to spring. Of a pure and spotless virgin, Born for us, His love to show, He, as man, with man conversing, Stayed, the seeds of truth to sow; Then He closed in wondrous fashion, This His life on earth below. On the night of that Last Supper, Seated with His chosen band, He, the paschal victim eating, First fulfills the law’s command; Then as food to all His brethren Gives Himself with His own hand. Christ, the Word made Flesh, by speaking, Earthly bread to flesh He turns; Wine becomes His blood so precious— Unconceived in human terms! Hearts sincere perceive this marvel; Faith its lessons quickly learns. Down in adoration falling, This great sacrament we hail; Over ancient forms of worship Newer rites of grace prevail; Faith tells us that Christ is present When our human senses fail. To the everlasting Father, And the Son Who made us free, And the Spirit, God proceeding, From them each eternally, Be salvation, honor, blessing, Might and endless majesty.

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• [Luk 22:19] Sweet Feast Of Love Divine

  Sweet feast of love divine! ’Tis grace that makes us free To feed upon this bread and wine, In memory, Lord, of Thee. Here every welcome guest Waits, Lord, from Thee to learn The secrets of Thy Father’s breast, And all Thy grace discern. Here conscience ends its strife, And faith delights to prove The sweetness of the bread of life, The fullness of Thy love. Thy blood that flowed for sin, In symbol here we see, And feel the blessèd pledge within, That we are loved of Thee. But if this glimpse of love Is so divinely sweet, What will it be, O Lord, above, Thy gladdening smile to meet— To see Thee face to face, Thy perfect likeness wear, And all Thy ways of wondrous grace Through endless years declare!

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