O Holy Spirit, enter in,
Among these hearts Thy work begin,

Thy temple deign to make us; Sun of the soul, Thou Light Divine, Around and in us brightly shine,

To strength and gladness wake us.
Where Thou shinest,

Life from heaven there is given.
We before Thee

For that precious gift implore Thee. 2 Left to ourselves we shall but stray; O lead us on the narrow way,

With wisest counsel guide us, And give us steadfastness, that we May henceforth truly follow Thee,

Whatever woes betide us.

Heal Thou gently

Hearts now broken; give some token Thou art near us,

Whom we trust to light and cheer us.

3 Grant that our days, while life shall In purest holiness be passed:

[last,

Our minds so rule and strengthen That they may rise o'er things of earth, The hopes and joys that here have birth; And if our course Thou lengthen, Keep Thou pure, Lord, From offences, heart and senses; Blessed Spirit,

Bid us thus true life inherit.

Michael Schirmer, 1606-73; Catherine
Winkworth, tr., 1829-78.

How lovely shines the Morning-star! The nations see and hail afar

The Light in Judah shining;
Thou, David's Son of Jacob's race,
My Bridegroom and my King of grace,
For Thee my heart is pining!
Lowly, holy,

Great and glorious, Thou victorious
Prince of graces,

Filling all the heavenly places.

2 Wake, wake your harps to sweetest songs!

In praise of Him to Whom belongs

All praise, join hearts and voices.
For evermore, O Christ! in Thee,
Thee all in all of love to me,

My grateful heart rejoices.
With joy, employ

Hymns victorious, glad and glorious;
E'er be given

Honor to the King of heaven.

3 O joy! to know that Thou, my Friend, Art Lord, Beginning without end,

The First and Last, Eternal!

And Thou at length, O glorious grace! Wilt take me to that holy place,

The home of joys supernal.

Amen! Amen!

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Tune 230.

Jesus, Lord, most great and glorious,
Reward and Crown of the victorious,
Restorer of lost paradise;

We appear with supplication
Before Thee, God of our salvation,
And send to Thee our fervent cries:
O Lord our Righteousness,
'Tis Thy delight to bless;

We desire it,

Come then, for we belong to Thee,
And bless us inexpressibly.

2 Gracious Lord, Who by Thy passion And death, has gained our salvation,

Oh may we all Thy Name confess; May we be by faith united

To Thee, Who hast us all invited
To share eternal happiness:
Constrain us by Thy love,

In all we do to prove
Faithful followers,

[we

Dear Lord, of Thee; and grant that May ever love Thee ardently.

Zinzendorf, 1700–60.

Those who have gone astray, Faithful Shepherd:

[abide;

With Thee, our Guide, may we Preserve us, lest we turn aside.

C G. Clemens, and F. W. Foster.

Wake, awake, for night is flying,
The watchmen on the heights are cry-
Awake, Jerusalem, at last! [ing;
Midnight hears the welcome voices,
And at the thrilling cry rejoices:
Come forth, ye virgins, night is past!
The Bridegroom comes, awake,
Your lamps with gladness take;
Hallelujah!

And for His marriage feast prepare,
For ye must go to meet Him there.
2 Zion hears the watchmen singing,
And all her heart with joy is springing;

She wakes, she rises from her gloom; For her Lord comes down-all glorious, The strong in grace, in truth victorious, Her Star is risen, her Light is come! Ah come, Thou blessed Lord, O Jesus, Son of God,

What there is ours: But we rejoice, and sing to Thee Our hymns of joy eternally. Philipp Nikolai, 1556–1608; Catherine Winkworth, tr., 1829-73.

2 Lord, there are bending now before Thee,

The Elders, with their crowned glory,
The first-born of the blessed band;
There, too, their weary conflicts over,
Those who have gained the heavenly
shore

In glad, unnumbered myriads stand.
Loud are the songs of praise,
Their mingled voices raise,

Ever! Ever!

We too are Thine, and with them sing, "Thou, Lord, and only Thou art King."

3 They sing, in sweet and sinless numbers,

The wondrous love that never slumbers,
And of the wisdom, power and might,
The truth and faithfulness abiding,
And over all Thy works presiding;
But they can scarcely praise aright;
For all is never sung,

Even by seraph's tongue,

Never! Never!

We too are Thine, and with them sing, "Thou, Lord, and only Thou art King."

4 Come, Lord! reveal Thyself more fully, [truly; That we may learn to praise more Make every heart a temple true, Filled with Thy glory overflowing, More of Thy love each morning showing, And waking praises loud and new. Here let Thy peace divine Upon Thy children shine, Ever! Ever!

And glad or sad, we ever sing,

"Thou, Lord, and only Thou, art King!"

Gerhardt Tersteegen, 1697-1769; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1858.

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Tune 230.

Tune 230.

Jesus, God of our salvation,
Behold Thy Church with supplication
Humbly appears before Thy face;
By Thy powerful love constrained,
Since from Thy death we life obtained,
We give Thee glory,thanks and praise:
Oh listen to our prayer,
To meet Thee us prepare
With due reverence:

No tongue can tell, what joy we feel, When Thou, Lord, dost Thyself reveal.

2 Thus our bliss will last for ever;
While we enjoy Thy love and favor,
And safe beneath Thy shadow rest,
We with joyful acclamation
Adore Thee as Thy congregation,

Thou art our Head and Lord confessed:
To Thee, Ancient of days,
Be honor, power, and praise
Now and ever:

Lord, grant that we eternally
May put our trust alone in Thee.

Tune 230.

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Praise the Lord; through every nation,
His holy arm hath wrought salvation,
Exalt Him on His Father's throne:
Praise your King, ye Christian legions,
Who now prepares in heavenly regions
Unfailing mansions for His own;
With voice and minstrelsy
Extol His Majesty:
Hallelujah!

His praise shall sound, all nature
round,

Where'er the race of man is found.

2 God with God dominion sharing,
And Man with man our image bearing,
Gentiles and Jews to Him are given:
Praise your Saviour, ransomed sinners,
Oflife, through Him, immortal winners,
Nor longer heirs of earth, but heaven.
O beatific sight,

To view His face in light:
Hallelujah!

And, while we see, transformed to be
From bliss to bliss eternally.

3 Jesus, Lord, our Captain glorious,
O'er sin and death and hell victorious,
Wisdom and might to Thee belong:
We confess, proclaim, adore Thee;
We bow the knee, we fall before Thee:
Thy love henceforth shall be our song.
The cross meanwhile we bear,
The crown ere long to wear.
Hallelujah!

Thy reign extend, world without end;

Let praise from all to Thee ascend. R. Feith, 1753-1824; James Montgomery, tr., 1771-1854.

Countess Zinzendorf, 1700-56,

Rest:

Oh may we constantly

Look up by faith to Thee,

Who redeem'dst us;

And daily prove that Thou art Love, Till we shall be with Thee above.

Christian Gregor, 1723-1801.

GREGOR'S 232ND METRE.

Iambic.

Tune 232.

Tune 232.

Jesus, I love Thee fervently,
Since Thou upon the accursed Tree
Wast slain for my transgression;
I'm glad, and grateful tears bedew
My cheeks, when I in spirit view

Thy death and bitter passion;
This gives the impulse, Lord, that I
In truth can love Thee heartily:
My love to Thee Thou knowest best,
But yet defective 'tis confessed;

Thou highest Good,
Thy precious blood,
That cleansing flood,

Claims that my love more ardent glowed.
F. W. Seebass, d. 1758.

Thee, Father, God on heaven's throne,
Thy only and beloved Son,

The Holy Ghost, the Comforter,
The Church doth worship and revere.

O Christ, Thou glorious King, we own
Thee to be God's eternal Son:
Thou, undertaking in our room,
Didst not abhor the Virgin's womb:
The pains of death o'ercome by Thee,
Made heaven to all believers free:

At God's right hand Thou hast Thy seat,
And in Thy Father's glory great:
And we believe the day's decreed,
When Thou shalt judge the quick and
dead.

Promote, we pray, Thy servants' good, Redeemed with Thy most precious blood;

Among Thy saints make us ascend
To glory that shall never end:
Thy people with salvation crown,
Bless those, O Lord, that are Thine own:
Govern Thy Church, and, Lord, ad-
For ever Thine inheritance. [vance