Archive for the ‘Easter’ Category

Thou Hallowed Chosen Morn of Praise   4 comments

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Above:  Icon of the Resurrection

Image in the Public Domain

Original Greek Text (700s) by St. John of Damascus

English Translation from Hymns of the Eastern Church (1862), by John Mason Neale (1818-1866)

Hymn Source = The English Hymnal (1906), The Church of England

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Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise,

That best and greatest shinest:

Lady and queen and day of days,

Of things divine, divinest!

On thee our praises Christ adore

For ever and for evermore.

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Come, let us taste the Vine’s new fruit,

For heavenly joy preparing;

To-day the branches with the Root

In Resurrection sharing:

Whom as true God our hymns adore

For ever and for evermore.

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Rise, Sion, rise! and looking forth,

Behold thy children round thee!

From east and west, from south and north,

Thy scattered sons have found thee;

And in thy bosom Christ adore

For ever and for evermore.

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O Father, O co-equal Son,

O co-eternal Spirit,

In persons Three, in substance One,

And One in power and merit;

In thee baptized, we thee adore

For ever and for evermore.

Come, Ye Faithful, Raise the Strain   4 comments

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Above:  Icon of the Resurrection

Image in the Public Domain

Original Greek Text (700s) by St. John of Damascus

English Translation from Christian Remembrances (1859), by John Mason Neale (1818-1866)

Hymn Source = The English Hymnal (1906), The Church of England

The reference to Christian Remembrances comes from William Gustave Polack, The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal, Second Edition (1942).

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Come, ye faithful raise the strain

Of triumphant gladness;

God hath brought his Israel

Into joy from sadness;

Loosed from Pharaoh’s bitter yoke

Jacob’s sons and daughters;

Led them with unmoistened foot

Through the Red Sea waters.

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‘Tis the Spring of souls to-day;

Christ hath burst his prison,

And from three days’ sleep in death

As a Sun hath risen;

All the winter of our sins

Long and dark, is flying

From his Light, to whom we give

Laud and praise undying.

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Now the Queen of seasons, bright

With the Day of splendour,

With the royal Feast of feasts,

Comes its joy to render;

Comes to glad Jerusalem

Who with true affection

Welcomes in unwearied strains

Jesu’s Resurrection.

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Neither might the gates of death,

Nor the tomb’s dark portal,

Nor the watchers, nor the seal,

Hold thee as a mortal;

But to-day amidst the twelve

Thou didst stand, bestowing

That thy peace which evermore

Passeth human knowing.

O Thou, Who in that Last, Sad Night   2 comments

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Above:  Christ in Gethsemane, by Heinrich Hofmann

Image in the Public Domain

Original German Text (1725) by Count Nicholas Ludwig von Zinzendorf (1700-1760)

English Translation by John Anketell (1835-1905)

Hymn Source = Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church (Unitas Fratrum) (1923)

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O Thou, Who in that last, sad night,

Ere Thou didst yield to death,

Didst teach Thine own of Love’s sweet might,

As with Thy dying breath,

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Remember, Lord, Thy little flock,

Whom trifles now divide,

And make them one in Thee, their Rock,

As Thine elected bride.

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Compel our proud and stubborn sense,

That will not know its Lord,

And lead us in Thy love from hence

To Thy Love’s sweet reward.

To Thee, God, Holy Ghost, We Pray   2 comments

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Above:  The Descent of the Holy Ghost, by Titian

Image in the Public Domain

Original German Text by Count Nicholas Ludwig von Zinzendorf (1700-1760)

Hymn Source = Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church (Unitas Fratrum) (1923)

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To Thee, God, Holy Ghost, we pray,

Who lead’st us in the gospel way,

Those precious gifts on us bestow,

Which from our Saviour’s merits flow.

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Thou Heavenly Teacher, Thee we praise

For Thy instruction, power and grace,

To love the Father, Who doth own

Us as His children in the Son.

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Most gracious Comforter, we pray,

O, lead us further every day;

Thy unction to us all impart,

Preserve and sanctify each heart.

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Till we in heaven shall take our seat,

Instruct us often to repeat,

“Abba, our Father;” and to be

With Christ in union constantly.

Our Father, Merciful and Good   3 comments

Icon of the Holy Trinity Andrei Rublev

Above:  Icon of the Holy Trinity, by Andrei Rublev

Image in the Public Domain

Swedish Text (1530) by Olavus Petri (1493-1552)

English Translation (Before 1925) by Augustus Nelson (1863-1949)

Hymn Source = The Hymnal and Order of Service (1925), The Evangelical Lutheran Augustana Synod

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Our Father, merciful and good,

Who dost to Thee invite us,

O cleanse us in our Saviour’s blood,

And to Thyself unite us!

Send unto us Thy holy Word,

And let it guide us ever;

Then in this world of darkness, Lord,

Shall naught from Thee us sever:

Grant us, O Lord, this favor!

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We cry to Thee with one accord,

‘Tis all that can avail us;

We cannot hear nor keep Thy Word,

If grace divine doth fail us.

Behold our lot, we humbly pray,

For our dear Saviour’s merit,

How Satan soweth tares alway,

And send, O Lord, Thy Spirit,

That we may life inherit.

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O God and man, Christ Jesus blest!

Our sorrows Thou didst carry,

Our wants and cares Thou knowest best,

For Thou with us didst tarry.

O Jesus Christ, our Brother dear,

To us and every nation

Thy Spirit send, let Him draw near

With truth and consolation,

That we may see salvation.

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Come, Holy Ghost, Thy grace impart,

Tear Satan’s snares asunder.

The Word of God keep in our heart,

That we its truth may ponder.

Then, sanctified, for evermore

In Christ alone confiding,

We’ll sing His praise and Him adore,

His precious Word us guiding

To heavenly joys abiding!

Blest Easter Day, What Joy is Thine/O Paschal Feast, What Joy is Thine   3 comments

Icon of the Resurrection

Above:  Icon of the Resurrection

Image in the Public Domain

Swedish Text (1536) by Olavus Petri (1493-1552)

English Translation (Before 1899) by George Henry Trabert (1843-1931)

Hymn Source = The Hymnal and Order of Service (1925), The Evangelical Lutheran Augustana Synod

Some hymnals contain a shortened and altered version of the hymn, listing it as “O Paschal Feast, What Joy is Thine.”

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Blest Easter Day, what joy is thine!

We praise, dear Lord, Thy Name divine,

For Thou hast triumphed o’er the tomb;

No more we need to dread its gloom.

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The tree where Thou was offered up

Now bears the fruit of life and hope:

Thy precious blood for us is shed,

Now we may feed on heavenly bread.

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We thank Thee, Jesus, that Thy hand

Has freed us from sin’s galling band;

No more its thralldom we need fear;

The year of liberty is here.

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O Jesus Christ, God’s Son elect,

Our Paschal Lamb without defect,

To us Thou givest strength indeed,

In all our conflicts, all our need.

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O grant, that as Thou didst arise,

We, too, with joy, may heavenward rise,

First from our sin, to love Thy way,

Then from the grave on that great Day.

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All praise to Thee who from death’s might,

From carnal lust and sin’s dark plight

Redeemest me, that even I

May reach eternal life on high.

Jesus, Thou from Death Hast Risen   3 comments

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Above:  Easter Vigil, St. Patrick’s Episcopal Church, Dunwoody, Georgia, April 5, 2015

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Original German Text (1700) by Caspar Neumann (1648-1715)

English Translation (1921) by Anna Bernadine Dorothy Hoppe (1889-1941)

Hymn Source = The Selah Song Book for Worship and Devotion in Church, School, Home (1926), compiled by Adolf T. Hauser

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Jesus, Thou from death hast risen,

Stone and seal retain Thee not!

Thou hast burst Thy gloomy prison,

Full redemption Thou hast wrought!

Open and unseal my heart,

Enter in, and ne’er depart!

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Burst the rock of doubt asunder,

That no earthly strength can move!

When this all-transcendent wonder

Reason faileth to approve,

Grant me grace, O risen Lord,

To believe Thy holy Word!

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Let not unbelief beset me,

That, like Thomas, I should doubt!

Let no earthly trials fret me,

Cast all fear and sorrow out!

In all need, while here I plod,

O remain my Lord and God!

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Death and hell by Thee are conquered!

Let me share Thy victory!

And as Thou hast battled onward,

Savior, draw me unto Thee,

That, released from Satan’s might,

I may view my God in light.

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This is post #1650 of GATHERED PRAYERS.

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