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Lukas 2:22

• [Luk 2:22] Hail To The Lord Who Comes

  Hail to the Lord Who comes, Comes to His temple gate; Not with His angel host, Not in His kingly state; No shouts proclaim Him nigh, No crowds His coming wait. But, borne upon the throne Of Mary’s gentle breast, Watched by her duteous love, In her fond arms at rest, Thus to His Father’s house He comes, the heav’nly Guest. There Joseph at her side In reverent wonder stands, And, filled with holy joy, Old Simeon in his hands Takes up the promised Child, The Glory of all lands. Hail to the great First-born Whose ransom price they pay! The Son before all worlds, The Child of man today, That He might ransom us Who still in bondage lay. O Light of all the earth, Thy children wait for Thee! Come to Thy temples here, That we, from sin set free, Before Thy Father’s face May all presented be!

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• [Luk 2:22] O Happy Day, When First Was Poured

  O happy day, when first was poured The blood of our redeeming Lord! O happy day, when first began His sufferings for sinful man! Just entered on this world of woe, His blood already learned to flow; His future death was thus expressed, And thus His early love confessed. From heaven descending to fulfill The mandates of His Father’s will, E’en now behold the victim lie, The Lamb of God, prepared to die! Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray, Our fleshly natures purge away; Thy Name, Thy likeness may they bear: Yea, stamp Thy holy image there! O Lord, the virgin born, to Thee Eternal praise and glory be, Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost forevermore.

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Lukas 9:33

• [Luk 9:33] O Master, It Is Good To Be

  O Master, it is good to be High on the mountain here with Thee, Where stand revealed to mortal gaze Those glorious saints of other days, Who once received on Horeb’s height Th’eternal laws of truth and right, Or caught the still small whisper, higher Than storm, than earthquake, or than fire. O Master, it is good to be With Thee, and with Thy faithful three; Here, where the Apostle’s heart of rock Is nerved against temptation’s shock; Here, where the Son of Thunder learns The thought that breathes, and word that burns; Here, where on eagle wings we move With him whose last best creed is love. O Master, it is good to be Entranced, enwrapt, alone with Thee; And watch Thy glistening raiment glow Whiter than Hermon’s whitest snow; The human lineaments that shine Irradiant with a light divine; Till we too change from grace to grace, Gazing on that transfigured face. O Master, it is good to be Here on the holy mount with Thee; When darkling in the depths of night, When dazzled with excess of light, We bow before the heavenly voice That bids bewildered souls rejoice, Though love wax cold, and faith be dim, “This is My Son, O hear ye Him.”

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• [Luk 9:33] ’tis Good, Lord, To Be Here

  ’Tis good, Lord, to be here, Thy glory fills the night; Thy face and garments, like the sun, Shine with unborrowed light. ’Tis good, Lord, to be here, Thy beauty to behold Where Moses and Elijah stand, Thy messengers of old. Fulfiller of the past, Promise of things to be, We hail Thy body glorified And our redemption see. Before we taste of death, We see Thy kingdom come; We fain would hold the vision bright And make this hill our home. ’Tis good, Lord, to be here. Yet we may not remain; But since Thou bidst us leave the mount, Come with us to the plain.

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• [Luk 9:33] When At This Distance, Lord, We Trace

  When at this distance, Lord, we trace The various glories of Thy face, What transport pours o’er all our breast, And charms our cares and woes to rest, And charms our cares and woes to rest. With Thee in the obscurest cell, On some bleak mountain would I dwell, Rather than pompous courts behold, And share their grandeur and their gold, And share their grandeur and their gold. Away, ye dreams of mortal joy— Raptures divine my thoughts employ; I see the King of glory shine, And feel His love and call Him mine, And feel His love and call Him mine. On Tabor thus His servants viewed His luster when transformed He stood; And biding earthly scenes farewell, Cried, “Lord, ’tis pleasant here to dwell,” Cried, “Lord, ’tis pleasant here to dwell.”

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• [Luk 9:33] Where Jesus Is, ’tis Heaven

  Since Christ my soul from sin set free, This world has been a Heav’n to me; And ’mid earth’s sorrows and its woe, ’Tis Heav’n my Jesus here to know. Refrain O hallelujah, yes, ’tis Heav’n, ’Tis Heav’n to know my sins forgiv’n, On land or sea, what matters where? Where Jesus is, ’tis Heaven there. Once Heaven seemed a far off place, Till Jesus showed His smiling face; Now it’s begun within my soul, ’Twill last while endless ages roll. Refrain What matters where on earth we dwell? On mountain top, or in the dell, In cottage, or a mansion fair, Where Jesus is, ’tis Heaven there. Refrain

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Lukas 24:27

• [Luk 24:27] In Thy Glorious Resurrection

  In Thy glorious resurrection, Lord, we see a world’s erection, Man in Thee is glorified. Bliss, for which the patriarchs panted, Joys, by holy psalmists chanted, Now in Thee are verified. Oracles of former ages, Veiled in dim prophetic pages, Now lie open to the sight; Now the types, which glimmered darkling In the twilight gloom, are sparkling, In the blaze of noonday light. Isaac from the wood is risen; Joseph issues from the prison; See the Paschal Lamb which saves; Israel through the sea is landed, Pharaoh and his hosts are stranded, And o’erwhelmèd in the waves. See the cloudy pillar leading, Rock refreshing, manna feeding; Joshua fights and Moses prays; See the lifted wave-sheaf, cheering Pledge of harvest-fruits appearing, Joyful dawn of happy days. Samson see at night uptearing Gaza’s brazen gates, and bearing To the top of Hebron’s hill; Jonah comes from stormy surges, From his three-days’ grave emerges, Bids beware of coming ill. So Thy resurrection’s glory Sheds a light on ancient story; And it casts a forward ray, Beacon light of solemn warning, To the dawn of that great morning Ushering in the judgment day. Ever since Thy death and rising Thou the nations art baptizing In Thy death’s similitude; Dead to sin, and ever dying, And our members mortifying, May we walk with life renewed! Forth from Thy first Easter going, Sundays are for ever flowing Onward to a boundless sea; Lord, may they for Thee prepare us, On a holy river bear us To a calm eternity!

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• [Luk 24:27] Come Then, Thou Prophet Of The Lord

  Come then, Thou Prophet of the Lord, Thou great Interpreter divine, Explain Thine own transmitted Word: To teach, and to inspire is Thine; Thou only canst Thyself reveal: Open the Book, and loose the seal. Whate’er the ancient prophets spoke Concerning Thee, O Christ, make known, Sole subject of the sacred Book, Thou fillest all, and Thou alone; Yet there our Lord we cannot see, Unless Thy Spirit lends the key. Now, Jesu, now the veil remove, The folly of our darkened heart; Unfold the wonders of Thy love, The knowledge of Thyself impart; Our ear, our inmost soul we bow; Speak, Lord, Thy servants hearken now. Make not as Thou wouldst farther go, Our Friend, and Counselor, and Guide, But stay, the path of life to show, Still with our souls vouchsafe t’abide, Constrained by Thy own mercy stay, Nor leave us at the close of day. Come in, with Thy disciples sit, Nor suffer us to ask in vain, Nourish us, Lord, with living meat, Our souls with heavenly bread sustain; Break to us now the mystic bread, And bid us on Thy body feed. Honor the means ordained by Thee, The great unbloody sacrifice, The deep tremendous mystery; Thyself in our enlightened eyes Now in the broken bread made known And show us Thou art all our own.

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