Luke 5:5

• [Luk 5:5] Hear Us, O Lord

  Hear us, O Lord, from Heaven Thy dwelling place: Like them of old, in vain we toil all night, Unless with us Thou go, who art the Light, Come then, O Lord, that we may see Thy face. Thou, Lord, doest rule the raging of the sea, When loud the storm and furious is the gale: Strong is Thine arm; our little barques are frail: Send us Thy help; remember Galilee. Our wives and children we commend to Thee: For them we plough the land and plough the deep; For them by day the golden corn we reap, By night the silver harvest of the sea. We thank Thee, Lord, for sunshine, dew and rain, Broadcast from heaven by Thine almighty hand— Source of all life, unnumbered as the sand— Bird, beast, and fish, herb, fruit and golden grain. O Bread of Life, Thou in Thy Word hast said, Who feeds in faith on Me shall never die! In mercy hear Thy hungry children’s cry— Father, give us this day our daily bread! Sow in our hearts the seeds of Thy dear love, That we may reap contentment, joy, and peace; And when at last our earthly labors cease, Grant us to join Thy harvest home above.

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Luke 5:31

• [Luk 5:31] Jesus Christ, Our Blessed Savior

  Jesus Christ, our blessèd Savior, Turned away God’s wrath forever; By His bitter grief and woe He saved us from the evil Foe. As His pledge of love undying He, this precious food supplying, Gives His body with the bread And with the wine the blood He shed. Whoso to this board repaireth May take heed how he prepareth; For if he does not believe, Then death for life he shall receive. Praise the Father, who from Heaven Unto us such food hath given And, to mend what we have done, Gave into death His only Son. Thou shalt hold with faith unshaken That this food is to be taken By the sick who are distressed, By hearts that long for peace and rest. Christ says, “Come, all ye that labor, And receive My grace and favor; They who feel no want nor ill Need no physician’s help nor skill. “Useless were for thee My Passion If thy works thy weal could fashion. This feast is not spread for thee If thine own savior thou wilt be.” If thy heart this truth professes, And thy mouth thy sin confesses, His dear guest thou here shalt be, And Christ Himself shall banquet thee.

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Luke 9:20

• [Luk 9:20] O Thou Eternal Christ Of God

  O Thou eternal Christ of God, ride on, ride on, ride on! Establish Thou forevermore the triumph now begun. A mighty host, by Thee redeemed, is marching in Thy train, Thine is the kingdom and the power, and Thou in love shalt reign. O Holy Savior of mankind, ride on, ride on, ride on! We bear with Thee the scourge and cross if so Thy will is done. And be the road uphill or down, unbroken or well trod, We go with Thee to claim and build a city unto God. O Thou Whose dreams enthrall the heart, ride on, ride on, ride on! Ride on till tyranny and greed are evermore undone. In mart and court and parliament the common good increase, Till men at last shall ring the bells of brotherhood and peace. O Thou Who art the Life and Light, exalted Lord and King, We hail Thine august majesty and loud hosanna sing, Until in every land and clime Thine ends of love are won: O Christ, Redeemer, Brother, Friend, ride on, ride on, ride on!

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Luke 9:61

• [Luk 9:61] I Will Follow Thee (elginburg)

  I will follow Thee, my Savior, Wheresoe’er my lot may be. Where Thou goest I will follow; Yes, my Lord, I’ll follow Thee. Refrain I will follow Thee, my Savior, Thou didst shed Thy blood for me; And though all men should forsake me, By Thy grace I’ll follow Thee. Though the road be rough and thorny, Trackless as the foaming sea; Thou hast trod this way before me, And I’ll gladly follow Thee. Refrain Though I meet with tribulations, Sorely tempted though I be; I remember Thou wast tempted, And rejoice to follow Thee. Refrain Though Thou lead’st me through affliction, Poor, forsaken though I be; Thou wast destitute, afflicted, And I only follow Thee. Refrain Though to Jordan’s rolling billows, Cold and deep, Thou leadest me, Thou hast crossed the waves before me, And I still will follow Thee. Refrain

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• [Luk 9:61] I Will Follow Thee (oatman)

  Savior, I will follow Thee; Thou art all the world to me; Tho’ the way I cannot see, Savior, I will follow Thee. Refrain Follow Thee, I will follow Thee, Follow Thee, I will follow Thee; Follow till the day is done, Follow till the crown is won, Savior, I will follow Thee. Savior, I will follow Thee, Tho’ it lead me to the cross; Counting all things here but dross, Savior, I will follow Thee. Refrain Savior, I will follow Thee, Tho’ it lead through toil and tears; Through the long and weary years, Savior, I will follow Thee. Refrain Savior, I will follow Thee Till the toils of life are o’er; Till I reach the golden shore, Savior, I will follow Thee. Refrain

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Luke 10:42

• [Luk 10:42] Beset With Snares On Every Hand

  Beset with snares on every hand, In life’s uncertain path I stand; Savior divine, diffuse Thy light, To guide my doubtful footsteps right. Engage this roving, treacherous heart To fix on Mary’s better part, To scorn the trifles of a day, For joys that none can take away. Then let the wildest storms arise, Let tempests mingle earth and skies; No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, But all my treasures with me bear. If Thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die; Secure, when mortal comforts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in Thee.

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• [Luk 10:42] O Love Divine, How Sweet Thou Art

  O love divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee? I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. Stronger His love than death or hell; Its reaches are unsearchable; The first born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see; They cannot reach the mystery The length, and breadth, and height. God only knows the love of God; O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part. O that I could forever sit With Mary at the Master’s feet; Be this my happy choice; My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this To hear the Bridegroom’s voice. O that, with humbled Peter, I Could weep, believe, and thrice reply, My faithfulness to prove. Thou know’st, (for all to Thee is known, Thou know’st, O Lord, and Thou alone, Thou know’st that Thee I love. O that I could, with favored John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer’s breast! From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord, to find in Thee My everlasting rest. Thy only love do I require, Nothing on earth beneath desire, Nothing in heaven above; Let earth, and heaven, and all things go, Give me Thy only love to know, Give me only Thy love.

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• [Luk 10:42] One Thing’s Needful

  One thing’s needful; Lord this treasure Teach me highly to regard; All else, though it first give pleasure, Is a yoke that presses hard. Beneath it the heart is still fretting and striving, No true, lasting happiness ever deriving. The gain of this one thing all loss can requite And teach me in all things to find true delight. Wilt thou find this one thing needful, Turn from all created things Unto Jesus and be heedful Of the blessèd joy He brings. For where God and Man both in one are united, With God’s perfect fulness the heart is delighted; There, there is the worthiest lot and the best, My One and my All and my Joy and my Rest. How were Mary’s thoughts devoted, Her eternal joy to find As intent each word she noted, At her Savior’s feet reclined! How kindled her heart, how devout was its feeling, While hearing the lessons that Christ was revealing! For Jesus all earthly concerns she forgot, And all was repaid in that one happy lot. Thus my longings, heav’nward tending, Jesus, rest alone on Thee. Help me, thus on Thee depending; Savior, come and dwell in me. Although all the world should forsake and forget Thee, In love I will follow Thee, ne’er will I quit Thee. Lord Jesus, both spirit and life is Thy Word; And is there a joy which Thou dost not afford? Wisdom’s highest, noblest treasure, Jesus, lies concealed in Thee; Grant that this may still the measure Of my will and actions be, Humility there and simplicity reigning, In paths of true wisdom my steps ever training. Oh, if I of Christ have this knowledge divine, The fulness of heavenly wisdom is mine. Naught have I, O Christ, to offer Naught but Thee, my highest Good. Naught have I, O Lord, to proffer But Thy crimson-colored blood. Thy death on the cross hath Death wholly defeated And thereby my righteousness fully completed; Salvation’s white raiments I there did obtain, And in them in glory with Thee I shall reign. Therefore Thou alone, my Savior, Shalt be All in all to me; Search my heart and my behavior, Root out all hypocrisy. Restrain me from wandering on pathways unholy And through all life’s pilgrimage keep my heart lowly. This one thing is needful, all others are vain; I count all but loss that I Christ may obtain.

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Luke 14:13

• [Luk 14:13] Good King Wenceslas

  Good King Wenceslas looked out on the Feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel. “Hither, page, and stand by me, if you know it, telling, Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?” “Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain, Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes’ fountain.” “Bring me food and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither, You and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither.” Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together, Through the cold wind’s wild lament and the bitter weather. “Sire, the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger, Fails my heart, I know not how; I can go no longer.” “Mark my footsteps, my good page, tread now in them boldly, You shall find the winter’s rage freeze your blood less coldly.” In his master’s steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted; Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed. Therefore, Christian men, be sure, wealth or rank possessing, You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing.

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Luke 15:2

• [Luk 15:2] Christ Receiveth Sinful Men

  Sinners Jesus will receive; Sound this word of grace to all Who the heavenly pathway leave, All who linger, all who fall. Refrain Sing it o’er and over again; Christ receiveth sinful men; Make the message clear and plain: Christ receiveth sinful men. Come, and He will give you rest; Trust Him, for His Word is plain; He will take the sinfulest; Christ receiveth sinful men. Refrain Now my heart condemns me not, Pure before the law I stand; He who cleansed me from all spot, Satisfied its last demand. Refrain Christ receiveth sinful men, Even me with all my sin; Purged from every spot and stain, Heaven with Him I enter in. Refrain

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• [Luk 15:2] Jesus, Friend Of Sinners

  Jesus, Friend of sinners, hast Thou love for me? Son of God the Holy, Man of mystery, Lover of the children, Teacher of the wise, Let me read the secret in Thy friendly eyes. Jesus, Friend of sinners, Thou hast read my heart, Searching its recesses with a lover’s art; Naught have I withholden, nothing hid from Thee— Waste, or want, or folly—things that should not be. Jesus, Friend of sinners, Thou hast touched my soul, Not with scornful pity, not with beggar’s dole; Thou hast not despisèd men that faint or fall, Tenderer than brother, for Thou knowest all. Jesus, Friend of sinners, bid me follow Thee, O’er the rugged highways, e’en to Calvary; Let me know Thy Spirit, sweet and strong and wise; I would win the friendship in Thy loving eyes. Jesus, Friend of sinners, hold me by Thy side, Till the shadows deepen tow’rd the eventide; To Thy strength and beauty I would ever bend, Till, in dawn eternal, Friend shall be as friend!

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• [Luk 15:2] Jesus Sinners Doth Receive

  Jesus sinners doth receive; Oh, may all this saying ponder Who in sin’s delusions live And from God and Heaven wander! Here is hope for all who grieve— Jesus sinners doth receive. We deserve but grief and shame, Yet His words, rich grace revealing, Pardon, peace and life proclaim. Here their ills have perfect healing Who with humble hearts believe— Jesus sinners doth receive. Sheep that from the fold did stray No true shepherd e’er forsaketh; Weary souls that lost their way Christ, the Shepherd, gently taketh In His arms that they may live— Jesus sinners doth receive. Come, ye sinners, one and all, Come, accept His invitation; Come, obey His gracious call, Come and take His free salvation! Firmly in these words believe: Jesus sinners doth receive. I, a sinner, come to Thee With a penitent confession; Savior, mercy show to me Grant for all my sins remission. Let these words my soul relieve: Jesus sinners doth receive. Oh, how blest it is to know: Were as scarlet my transgression, It shall be as white as snow By Thy blood and bitter Passion; For these words I now believe: Jesus sinners doth receive. Now my conscience is at peace, From the Law I stand acquitted; Christ hath purchased my release And my every sin remitted. Naught remains my soul to grieve— Jesus sinners doth receive. Jesus sinners doth receive. Also I have been forgiven; And when I this earth must leave, I shall find an open Heaven. Dying, still to Him I cleave— Jesus sinners doth receive.

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• [Luk 15:2] Jesus, The Sinner’s Friend

  Jesus, the sinner’s Friend, to Thee, Lost and undone, for aid I flee, Weary of earth, myself, and sin: Open Thine arms, and take me in. Pity and heal my sin sick soul; ’Tis Thou alone canst make me whole; Dark, till in me Thine image shine, And lost, I am, till Thou art mine. At last I own it cannot be That I should fit myself for Thee: Here, then, to Thee I all resign; Thine is the work, and only Thine. What shall I say Thy grace to move? Lord, I am sin, but Thou art love; I give up every plea beside— Lord, I am lost, but Thou hast died.

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• [Luk 15:2] My Savior Sinners Doth Receive

  My Savior sinners doth receive Who find no rest and no salvation, To whom no man can comfort give, So great their guilt and condemnation; For whom the world is all too small, Their sins both them and God appall; With whom the Law itself hath broken, On whom its judgment hath been spoken— To them the Gospel hope doth give: My Savior sinners doth receive. My Savior sinners doth receive. A love more deep than mother-love, With which His heart was overflowing, Drew Him on earth from Heav’n above, On sinners boundless grace bestowing, He in their stead a curse became, He bore the cross with all its shame; Brought full atonement by His suffering, Gave up His life for them an offering. This comfort doth the Gospel give: My Savior sinners doth receive. My Savior sinners doth receive. His loving bosom still remains A haven for the heavy laden; Christ frees them from their guilty stains, Their burdened hearts doth ease and gladden. He casts into th’unfathomed sea The load of their iniquity; He gives assurance by His Spirit That they are saved through His own merit. Yea, they shall live who this believe: My Savior sinners doth receive. My Savior sinners doth receive. Say not: “My sins are far too great, His mercy I have scorned and slighted, Now my repentance is too late; I came not when His love invited.” O trembling sinner, have no fear; In penitence to Christ draw near. Come now, though conscience still is chiding; Accept His mercy, e’er abiding. Come; blest are they who this believe: My Savior sinners doth receive. My Savior sinners doth receive. Oh, draw us ever unto Thee, Thou Friend of sinners, gracious Savior; Help us that we may fervently Desire Thy pardon, peace and favor. When guilty conscience doth reprove, Reveal to us Thy heart of love. May we, our wretchedness beholding, See then Thy pardoning grace unfolding And say: “To God all glory be: My Savior, Christ, receiveth me. My Savior, Christ, receiveth me.”

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• [Luk 15:2] Sinners, Believe The Gospel Word

  Sinners, believe the Gospel word, Jesus is come your souls to save Jesus is come, your common Lord; Pardon ye all through Him may have, May now be saved, whoever will; This Man receiveth sinners still. See where the lame, the halt, the blind, The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor, Flock to the Friend of human kind, And freely all accept their cure; To whom did He His help deny? Whom in His days of flesh pass by? Did not His Word the fiends expel, The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead? Did He not all their sickness heal, And satisfy their every need? Did He reject His helpless clay, Or send them sorrowful away? Nay, but His bowels yearned to see The people hungry, scattered, faint; Nay, but He uttered over thee, Jerusalem, a true complaint; Jerusalem, who shedd’st His blood, That, with His tears, for thee hath flowed.

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• [Luk 15:2] Thy Faithfulness Lord, Each Moment We Find

  Thy faithfulness, Lord, each moment we find, So true to Thy Word, so loving and kind! Thy mercy so tender to all the lost race, The vilest offender may turn and find grace. The mercy I feel, to others I show, I set to my seal that Jesus is true: Ye all may find favor, who come at His call, O come to my Savior, His grace is for all! To save what was lost, from Heaven He came; Come, sinners, and trust in Jesus’ Name. He offers you pardon; He bids you be free; “If sin be your burden, O come unto Me!” O let me commend my Savior to you, The publican’s Friend and Advocate too, For you He is pleading His merits and death, With God interceding for sinners beneath. Then let us submit His grace to receive, Fall down at His feet and gladly believe: We all are forgiven for Jesus’ sake: Our title to Heaven His merits we take.

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Luke 22:42

• [Luk 22:42] Night, With Ebon Pinion

  Night, with ebon pinion, brooded o’er the vale; All around was silent, save the night wind’s wail, When Christ, the Man of Sorrows, In tears, and sweat, and blood, Prostrate in the garden, raised His voice to God. Smitten for offenses which were not His own, He, for our transgressions, had to weep alone; No friend with words to comfort, Nor hand to help was there, When the Meek and Lowly humbly bowed in prayer. “Abba, Father, Father, if indeed it may, Let this cup of anguish pass from Me, I pray; Yet, if it must be suffered, by Me, Thine only Son, Abba, Father, Father, let Thy will be done.”

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Luke 24:6

• [Luk 24:6] Beautiful Morning

  Beautiful morning! Day of hope, Dawn of a better life; Now in thy peaceful hours we rest, Far from earth’s noise and strife. Refrain Morning of resurrection joy, Day when the Savior rose, Singing shall greet thy opening hour, Singing shall mark thy close. Beautiful morning! All the week Waiteth thy welcome light, Since thy first dawning, calm and clear, Out of the darkest night. Refrain Beautiful morning! Grief and pain, Weeping before the tomb, Fly at thy dawning, Jesus rose, Jesus dispelled the gloom. Refrain

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• [Luk 24:6] He Is Not Here, But Is Risen!

  Oh, day of awful story— Jesus is dead! Sad end to hope of glory— Jesus is dead! Refrain Behold the stone is rolled away! And shining ones have come to say: “He is not here, but is risen! He is not here, but is risen!” The night of death is past and gone— Arise, and greet the glorious morn! “He is not here, but is risen! He is not here, but is risen!” A weary night of weeping— Jesus is dead! A night that knew no sleeping— Jesus is dead! Refrain A day in sorrow dawning— Jesus is dead! A sad and gloomy morning— Jesus is dead! Refrain

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• [Luk 24:6] Hear The Chiming Easter Bells

  Hear the chiming Easter bells, Their joyous music ringing; Hear the children’s happy voices, Easter carols singing. Ringing, ringing, singing, singing, Easter bells and happy voices; Christ arose on Easter day, And all the world rejoices, And all the world rejoices. Angels came from Heav’n above To tell the wondrous story: “Christ is risen from the dead, The Lord of life and glory.” “Seek Him not among the dead, The grave is not His prison; Go and His disciples tell, That Christ the Lord is risen.” Christ the Lord is ris’n today, Salvation to us bringing; Easter bells, ring out your chimes, While voices glad are singing.

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