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Faith in Jesus
Let angels prostrate fall!
And crown Him Lord of all! Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all! 2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God,
Who from His altar call; 11 : Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown Him Lord of all!: || 3 Hail Him, the Heir of David's line,
Whom David Lord did call : ll : The God incarnate! Man divine !
And crown Him Lord of all!: || 4 Ye, Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall; 11 : Go spread your trophies at His feet,
And crown Him Lord of all!: || 5 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball, 11: To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all!: || 6 O that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall; 11 : We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all!: ||
THERE is a name I love to hear;
I love to sing its worth;
The sweetest name on earth.
2 It tells me of a Savior's love,
Who died to set me free;
The sinner's perfect plea.
3 It tells me of a Father's smile
That beams upon His child;
Through desert, waste, and wild.
4 And there with all the blood-bought throng,
From sin and sorrow free, I'll sing the new eternal song, Of Jesus' love to me!
THE Lord my faithful Shepherd is,
And me He safely guideth ;
Who all things good provideth:
Blest am I in His keeping.
2 A tender shepherd leads his sheep,
Where pastures green are growing,
Beside still water flowing.
And for their wants provideth. 3 And if I ever go astray,
My wayward soul He turneth,
For this He ever yearneth;
For His name's sake and glory. 4 Why should I ever fear, O Lord,
Whilst Thee I have beside me?
Dost comfort and dost guide me;
Thy rod and staff shall stay me.
A table Thou providest: Though foes be near, I am at rest;
Thou still with me abidest. With oil anointest Thou my head; On me Thy blessing rich is shed,
My cup with bliss o’erfloweth.
Shall follow me, attending
Until they reach their ending:
261 JESUS, Jesus, only Jesus,
Can my heartfelt longing still; See, I pledge myself to Jesus,
What He wills, alone to will. For my heart which He hath filled,
Ever cries: Lord, as Thou wilt. 2 One there is for whom I'm living,
Whom I love most tenderly; Jesus, unto whom I'm giving,
What in love He gave to me; Jesus' blood hides all my guilt;
Lead me, Lord, then, as Thou wilt. 3 Seems a thing to me a treasure,
Which displeasing is to Thee,
Give instead what profits me.
Make me thine, Lord, as Thou wilt. 4 Grant that I may e'er endeavor
Thy good pleasure to fulfill;
Lord accomplish Thou Thy will.
5 Lord, my praise shall be unceasing,
For Thou gav'st Thyself to me, And besides so many a blessing
That I now sing joyfully: Be it unto me, my Shield, As Thou wilt, Lord, as Thou wilt. Ludaemilie Elisabeth von Schwarzburg. Rudolstadt.
262 MY JESUS, I love Thee, I know Thou art
mine, For Thee all the follies of sin I resign; My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou,
If ever I love Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. 2 I love Thee, because Thou hast first lovéd me,
And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree; I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy
brow; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. 3 I'll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death, And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me
breath; And say, when the death-dew lies cold on my
I'll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright;