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Matius 14:31

• [Mat 14:31] Dear Savior, Stretch Thy Loving Arms

  Dear Savior, stretch Thy loving arms Above the stormy sea, Where, tossed ’mid dark and angry waves, The mariner calls to Thee. Upon that fierce and angry main My poor weak bark doth ride, O what am I ’mid such strong foes Without Thee by my side? O as Thou didst on Galilee The waters calm at will, When torrents raised by evil breath The sinking ship did fill: So now in my storm shaken soul Awake with strength divine, And whisper ‘peace’ to warring winds, And let Thy glory shine. Be Thou my Pilot through the mists And storms that darkly rise, As o’er life’s vast and dangerous sea My frail bark lightly flies. With Thee my soul securely rests From evil’s blight restored; And isles of green and fragrant seas Bring peace and sweet reward.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 14:31] Somebody Came And Lifted Me

  Somebody came and lifted me Out of my sin and misery Somebody came, O who could it be, Who could it be but Jesus? Refrain Who could it be, O who could it be? Who could it be but Jesus? Who could it be, O who could it be? Who could it be but Jesus? Somebody bent so tenderly, Pleading so long and patiently, Somebody came, O who could it be, Who could it be but Jesus? Refrain Somebody whispered sweet and low, Telling me just the way to go, Somebody spoke, I listened, and lo, Who could it be but Jesus? Refrain Somebody holds my hand each day, Guiding my feet lest I should stray, Walking with Him how blessèd the way, Who could it be but Jesus? Refrain

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Lukas 17:5

• [Luk 17:5] Eternal Power, Of Sea And Air!

  Eternal Power, of earth and air! Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in every sound. If e’er Thine ear in mercy bent, When wretched mortals cried to Thee, And if, indeed, Thy Son was sent, To save lost sinners such as me: Then hear me now, while, kneeling here, I lift to thee my heart and eye, And all my soul ascends in prayer, Oh, give me, give me faith! I cry. Without some glimmering in my heart, I could not raise this fervent prayer; But, oh! a stronger light impart, And in Thy mercy fix it there. While Faith is with me, I am blest; It turns my darkest night to day; But while I clasp it to my breast, I often feel it slide away. Then, cold and dark, my spirit sinks, To see my light of life depart; And every fiend of Hell, methinks, Enjoys the anguish of my heart. What shall I do, if all my love, My hopes, my toil, are cast away, And if there be no God above, To hear and bless me when I pray? If this be vain delusion all, If death be an eternal sleep, And none can hear my secret call, Or see the silent tears I weep! Oh, help me, God! For Thou alone Canst my distracted soul relieve; Forsake it not: it is Thine own, Though weak, yet longing to believe. Oh, drive these cruel doubts away; And make me know, that Thou art God! A faith, that shines by night and day, Will lighten every earthly load. If I believe that Jesus died, And, waking, rose to reign above; Then surely Sorrow, Sin, and Pride, Must yield to Peace, and Hope, and Love. And all the blessèd words He said Will strength and holy joy impart: A shield of safety o’er my head, A spring of comfort in my heart.

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• [Luk 17:5] Give Me The Wings Of Faith

  Give me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears: They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. I ask them whence their victory came: They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to His death. They marked the footsteps that He trod, His zeal inspired their breast; And following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. Our glorious Leader claims our praise For His own pattern giv’n; While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to Heav’n.

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• [Luk 17:5] Let Us Plead For Faith Alone

  Let us plead for faith alone Faith which by our works is shown; God it is Who justifies, Only faith the grace applies. Active faith that lives within, Conquers hell and death and sin, Hallows whom it first made whole, Forms the Savior in the soul. Let us for this faith contend, Sure salvation is the end; Heaven already is begun, Everlasting life is won. Only let us persevere Till we see our Lord appear, Never from the Rock remove, Saved by faith which works by love.

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• [Luk 17:5] Lord, Help Us Ever To Retain

  Lord, help us ever to retain The catechism’s doctrine plain As Luther taught the word of truth In simple style to tender youth. Help us Thy holy law to learn, To mourn our sin, and from it turn In faith to Thee and to Thy Son And Holy Spirit, Three in One. Hear us, dear Father, when we pray For needed help from day to day That as Thy children we may live, Whom Thou in baptism did receive. Lord, when we fall and sin doth stain, Absolve and lift us up again; And thro’ the sacrament increase Our faith till we depart in peace.

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• [Luk 17:5] Lord, I Want To Be A Christian

  Lord, I want to be a Christian in my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be a Christian in my heart, in my heart. In my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be a Christian in my heart, in my heart. Lord, I want to be more loving in my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be more loving in my heart, in my heart. In my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be more loving in my heart, in my heart. Lord, I want to be more holy in my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be more holy in my heart, in my heart. In my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be more holy in my heart, in my heart. Lord, I want to be like Jesus in my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be like Jesus in my heart, in my heart. In my heart, in my heart, Lord, I want to be like Jesus in my heart, in my heart.

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• [Luk 17:5] O, For A Faith That Will Not Shrink

  O, for a faith that will not shrink, Though pressed by every foe, That will not tremble on the brink Of any earthly woe! That will not murmur nor complain Beneath the chastening rod, But, in the hour of grief or pain, Will lean upon its God. A faith that shines more bright and clear When tempests rage without; That when in danger knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt. That bears, unmoved, the world’s dread frown Nor heeds its scornful smile; That seas of trouble cannot drown, Nor Satan’s arts beguile. A faith that keeps the narrow way Till life’s last hour is fled, And with a pure and heavenly ray Lights up a dying bed. Lord, give me such a faith as this, And then, whate’er may come, I’ll taste, e’en here, the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home.

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Roma 1:3

• [Rm 1:3] Break Forth Into Praise

  Break forth into praise! Our Surety and Head His members to raise, hath rose from the dead; The power of His Spirit hath quickened our Lord, That we by His merit may all be restored. Our Captain and King with shouts we proclaim, And joyfully sing the wonderful Name; The Name all-victorious we publish, and feel Triumphantly glorious o’er sin, earth, and hell. The power of His rise we know and declare And rapt to the skies, His happiness share; In heavenly places with Jesus we sit, And Jesus’ praises with angels repeat. We sing of His love while sojourning here, Till Christ from above our Savior appear; The heirs of salvation with triumph receive, In full consummation of glory to live.

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• [Rm 1:3] Lord, Thou In All Things Like Wast Made

  Lord, Thou in all things like wast made To us, yet free from sin; Then how unlike to us, O Lord, Replies the voice within. Our faith is weak; O Light of light, Clear Thou our clouded view; That Son of Man, and Son of God, We give Thee honor due. O Son of Man, Thyself hast proved Our trials and our tears; Life’s thankless toil and scant repose, Death’s agonies and fears. O Son of God, in glory raised, Thou sittest on Thy throne: Thence, by Thy pleadings and Thy grace, Still succoring Thine own. Brother and Savior, Friend and Judge! To Thee, O Christ, be given To bind upon Thy crown the names Most blest in earth and Heaven.

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  source: Cyberhymnal