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Ever glad at heart I am;
2 Safely in and out I go,
Jesus guides me here below;
3 Should I not be always glad?
None whom Jesus loves are sad;
H. von Hayn.
To Thee, Redeemer King,
Made sweet hosannas ring. Glory and praise and honor,
To Thee, Redeemer King, To whom the lips of children
Made sweet hosannas ring.
2 The people of the Hebrews
With palms before Thee went;
Before Thee we present. Glory and praise and honor, etc. 3 Thou wentest to Thy passion
Amid their shouts of praise:
While we our anthems raise. Glory and praise and honor, etc. 4 Thou didst accept their praises;
Accept the prayers we bring,
Thou good and gracious King.
249 FROM His throne in heaven,
Where the angels be,
Ev'ry child doth see.
Both by night and day,
Guards it on its way. 3 Like a loving father
He each child doth feed,
Well supplies its need.
4 Tell it to the children
That a Father's care They above all others
Here on earth shall share.
W. Hey. H. Brueckner, Tr.
KIND and gentle Savior,
Who art the children's Friend, We pray Thee now receive us,
Thy blessing on us send; Our joys and all our sorrows,
Thou willest we should bring, And lay them all before Thee,
Our good and gracious King. 2 To Thee of old their children
The people came and brought; From Thee Thy grace and favor
For little ones they sought; And Thou didst not forbid them,
For Thou art good and kind; In Thee a loving Savior
May we, Thy children, find. 3 Let not our ways and doings
Dishonor Thy dear name, Nor words, nor deeds of evil
Our Christian calling shame. Grant us Thy grace, that boldly
We may our Lord confess; While for all gifts Thou givest,
Thy holy name we bless.
251 GATHERED here, we join our hands, O Sa
Unto Thee, eternal Light.
Enter Thou into our midst in token
H. Brueckner, Tr.
C. N. L. von Zinzendorf.
252 ESUS, now Thine own forever,
True and steadfast would I be; And be parted from Thee never,
Walking day by day with Thee. Thine the life that in me liveth,
All my strength by Thee supplied, As the vine its vigor giveth
To the branches that abide. 2 Could aught better e'er betide me,
Than with Thee to have my place, Who dost evermore provide me
Thrice ten thousand gifts of grace? Could I be more cheerful even
Than when Thou, O Christ, art near, Unto whom all power is given
Both in heaven above and here? 3 Where is there a Lord so gracious
Who would do as Thou hast done;
Who with His own blood and precious
Me from sin and death hath won? Should I not be His possession
Who gave up His life for me; Make to Him a good confession,
And till death all faithful be?
4 Lord, in pleasure as in sorrow
Thy companion would I be; Now and for my each tomorrow
I surrender all to Thee. Make me quick when Thou dost beckon,
E’en though 'twere to call me hence; Who His life as Thine doth reckon,
Waits e'en death in confidence.
5 Through my earthly life be near me,
Be Thou with me when it ends; When the evening gathers, cheer me;
Bless me when the night descends.
On my weary, drooping head;
Thou shalt live though thou wert dead. 6 Stay Thou with me, O Lord Jesus,
When cold death at last comes on As the chill and piercing breezes
Just before the heavenly dawn.
When the darkness dims my sight;
K. J. P. Spitta.