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Lukas 10:1

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Lukas 1:51

Lukas 1:9

Lukas 7:47

Lukas 1:55

Lukas 2:34

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Lukas 12:5

• [Luk 12:5] Terrible God, That Reign’st On High

  Terrible God, that reign’st on high, How awful is Thy thund’ring hand! Thy fiery bolts, how fierce they fly! Nor can all earth or hell withstand. This the old rebel angels knew, And Satan fell beneath Thy frown; Thine arrows struck the traitor through, And weighty vengeance sunk him down. This Sodom felt, and feels it still, And roars beneath th’eternal load: “With endless burnings who can dwell? Or bear the fury of a God?” Tremble ye sinners, and submit, Throw down your arms before His throne; Bend your heads low beneath His feet, Or His strong hand shall crush you down. And ye, bless’d saints, that love Him too, With rev’rence bow before His Name; Thus all His heav’nly servants do: God is a bright and burning flame.

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Lukas 7:47

• [Luk 7:47] Hail! My Ever Blessèd Jesus

  Hail! my ever blessèd Jesus, Only Thee I wish to sing; To my soul Thy Name is precious, Thou my Prophet, Priest and King. O what mercy flows from Heaven! O what joy and happiness! Love I much? I’m much forgiven I’m a miracle of grace. Once with Adam’s race in ruin, Unconcerned in sin I lay; Swift destruction still pursuing, Till my Savior passed that way. Witness, all ye hosts of Heaven, My Redeemer’s tenderness; Love I much? I’m much forgiven, I’m a miracle of grace. Shout, ye bright angelic choir, Praise the Lamb enthroned above; Whilst astonished I admire God’s free grace and boundless love. That blest moment I received Him, Filled my soul with joy and peace; Love I much? I’m much forgiven, I’m a miracle of grace.

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Lukas 10:29

• [Luk 10:29] All Nature Feels Attractive Power

  All nature feels attractive power, A strong, embracing force; The drops that sparkle in the shower, The planets in their course. In this fine, sympathetic chain All creatures bear a part; Their every pleasure, every pain, Linked to a feeling heart. More perfect bond, the Christian plan Attaches soul to soul; Our neighbor is the suffering man Thou at the farthest pole. To earth below, from Heaven above, The faith in Christ professed More clear reveals that God is love, And whom He loves is blest.

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• [Luk 10:29] Who Is Thy Neighbor

  Who is thy neighbor? He whom thou Hast power to aid or bless; Whose aching heart or burning brow Thy soothing hand may press. Thy neighbor? ’Tis the fainting poor Whose eye with want is dim; O enter thou his humble door, With aid and peace for him. Thy neighbor? He who drinks the cup When sorrow drowns the brim; With words of high, sustaining hope, Go thou and comfort him. Thy neighbor? Yonder toiling slave, Fettered in thought and limb; Whose hopes are all beyond the grave, Go thou, and ransom him. Thy neighbor? Pass no mourner by; Perhaps thou canst redeem A breaking heart from misery; Go, share thy lot with him.

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Lukas 2:34

• [Luk 2:34] O Zion Open Wide Thy Gates

  O Zion, open wide thy gates, Let figures disappear; A Priest and Victim, both in One, The Truth Himself, is here. No more the simple flock shall bleed; Behold, the Father’s Son Himself to His own altar comes For sinners to atone. Conscious of hidden deity, The lowly virgin brings Her newborn Babe, with two young doves, Her humble offerings. The agèd Simeon sees at last His Lord, so long desired, And Anna welcomes Israel’s hope, With holy rapture fired. But silent knelt the mother blest Of the yet silent Word, And pondering all things in her heart, With speechless praise adored. All glory to the Father be, All glory to the Son, All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, While endless ages run.

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Lukas 3:8

• [Luk 3:8] Glory To God, Whose Sovereign Grace

  Glory to God, whose sovereign grace Hath animated senseless stones; Called us to stand before His face, And raised us into Abraham’s sons! The people that in darkness lay, In sin and error’s deadly shade, Have seen a glorious gospel day, In Jesus’ lovely face displayed. Thou only, Lord, the work hast done, And bared Thine arm in all our sight; Hast made the reprobates Thine own, And claimed the outcasts as Thy right. Thy single arm, almighty Lord, To us the great salvation brought, Thy Word, Thy all-creating Word, That spake at first the world from naught. For this the saints lift up their voice, And ceaseless praise to Thee is giv’n; For this the hosts above rejoice, We raise the happiness of Heav’n. For this, no longer sons of night, To Thee our thankful hearts we give; To Thee, who called us into light, To Thee we die, to Thee we live. Suffice that for the season past Hell’s horrid language filled our tongues, We all Thy words behind us cast, And lewdly sang the drunkard’s songs. But, O the power of grace divine! In hymns we now our voices raise, Loudly in strange hosannas join, And blasphemies are turned to praise!

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Lukas 10:21

• [Luk 10:21] O Lord Of Heav’n And Earth And Sea

  O Lord of Heav’n and earth and sea, To Thee all praise and glory be; How shall we show our love to Thee, Who givest all? The golden sunshine, vernal air, Sweet flowers and fruits, Thy love declare; Where harvests ripen, Thou art there, Who givest all. For peaceful homes and healthful days, For all the blessings earth displays, We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, Who givest all. Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav’st Him for a world undone, And freely, with that blessèd One, Thou givest all. Thou giv’st the Spirit’s blessèd dower, Spirit of life and love and power, And dost His sevenfold graces shower Upon us all. For souls redeemed, for sins forgiv’n, For means of grace and hopes of Heav’n, Father, all praise to Thee be giv’n, Who givest all. We lose what on ourselves we spend, We have as treasure without end Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, Who givest all. Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee, Repaid a thousand-fold will be; Then gladly will we give to Thee Who givest all. To Thee, from Whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give: O may we ever with Thee live, Who givest all.

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  source: Cyberhymnal