“Christ, the Lord of hosts, unshaken
By the devil’s seething rage,
Thwarts the plan of Satan’s minions;
Wins the strife from age to age;
Conquers sin and death forever;
Slams them in their steely cage.
Michael fought the heav’nly battle,
Godly angels by his side;
Warred against the ancient serpent,
Foiled the beast, so full of pride,
Cast him earthbound with his angels;
Now he prowls, unsatisfied.
Long on earth the battle rages,
Since the serpent’s first deceit;
Twisted God’s command to Adam,
Made forbidden fruit look sweet.
Then the curse of God was spoken:
‘You’ll lie crushed beneath His feet!’
Jesus came, this word fulfilling,
Trampled Satan, death defied;
Bore the brunt of our temptation,
On the wretched tree He died.
Yet to life was raised victorious;
By His life our life supplied.
Swift as lightning falls the tyrant
From his heav’nly perch on high.
As the word of Jesus’ vict’ry
Floods the earth and fills the sky.
Wounded by a wound eternal
Now his judgement has drawn nigh!
Jesus, send Your angel legions
When the foe would us enslave.
Hold us fast when sin assaults us;
Come, then, Lord, Your people save.
Overthrow at last the dragon;
Send him to his fiery grave.” Lutheran Service Book #521
Of course this Pentecost hymn was an appropriate closing hymn this Pentecost Sunday, but the last verse had extra meaning for our congregation today, and was both a comfort and heart-wrenching at the same time.
O day full of grace that now we see
Appearing on earth’s horizon,
Bring light from our God that we may be
Replete in His joy this season.
God, shine for us now in this dark place;
Your name on our hearts emblazon.
O day full of grace, O blessed time,
Our Lord on the earth arriving;
Then came to the world that light sublime,
Great joy for us all retrieving;
For Jesus all mortals did embrace,
All darkness and shame removing.
For Christ bore our sins, and not His own,
When He on the cross was hanging;
And then He arose and moved the stone
That we, unto Him belonging,
Might join with angelic hosts to raise
Our voices in endless singing.
God came to us then at Pentecost,
His Spirit new life revealing,
That we might no more from Him be lost,
All darkness for us dispelling.
His flame will the mark of sin efface
And bring to us all His healing.
When we on that final journey go
That Christ is for us preparing,
We’ll gather in song, our hearts aglow,
All joy of the heavens sharing,
And walk in the light of God’s own place,
With angels His name adoring. Lutheran Service Book #530
This hymn was written in honor of the 100th anniversary of Hope Lutheran Church in St. Louis, but the words apply to all of Christ’s churches!
As stone on living stone is set
For worship on this ground,
Hold fast onto the Cornerstone,
The one foundation sound.
Held firm through generations
With God’s own power shored.
In ages past, for years to come,
Our hope is in the Lord.
Now we approach this holy place
With confidence secure;
The Lamb of God has cleansed our hearts
And made our spirits pure.
The sacrifice completed,
His holy blood outpoured.
O people, come and marvel here
What love Christ will afford.
When steeples fall and bells are mute
And temple stones thrown down,
We waver not but trust in Him
Who wears th’eternal crown.
The Church awaits with longing
For all to be restored.
Though ruins lie about our feet,
Our King is still adored.
Bear witness to the nations, then.
The Day is drawing near.
In full assurance, spread the Word.
In love, serve without fear.
Though persecution threatens,
The Word of God abhorred,
The faithful One is coming soon
And gives His sure reward.
No church or temple will be seen
When saints and angels meet.
The Church Triumphant will bow down
And worship at Christ’s feet.
Prepare all hearts and voices
To praise in joyful chord:
“In ages past and evermore,
Our hope is in the Lord!”
Maybe it’s the darkness of winter, but I’m really enjoying the “evening” hymns in Lutheran Service Book right now!
Christ, mighty Savior, Light of all creation,
You make the daytime radiant with the sunlight
And to the night give glittering adornment,
Stars in the heavens.
Now comes the day’s end as the sun is setting,
Mirror of daybreak, pledge of resurrection;
While in the heavens choirs of stars appearing
Hallow the nightfall.
Therefore we come now evening rights to offer,
Joyfully chanting holy hymns to praise You,
With all creation joining hearts and voices
Singing Your glory.
Give heed, we pray You, to our supplication,
That You may grant us pardon for offenses,
Strength for our weak hearts, rest for aching bodies,
Soothing the weary.
Though bodies slumber, hearts shall keep their vigil,
Forever resting in the peace of Jesus,
In light or darkness worshipping our Savior
Now and forever. Lutheran Service Book #881
I haven’t shared a hymn here in quite some time. This is one of my new favorite hymns, and one I don’t remember singing much in the past. I especially like the fifth verse, and wish I could have it printed on the wall above our bed!
All praise to Thee, my God, this night
For all the blessings of the light.
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thine own almighty wings.
Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done,
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Teach me to live that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed.
Teach me to die that so I may
Rise glorious at the awefull day.
Oh, may my soul in Thee repose,
And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
Sleep that shall me more vig’rous make
To serve my God when I awake!
When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heav’nly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No pow’rs of darkness me molest.
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heav’nly host:
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Lutheran Service Book #883
Now that we’re almost done with the 2013-14 school year, I thought I’d share our list of memory work. Since we’ve memorized Bible verses and Luther’s Small Catechism in the past, I thought it would be a nice change of pace to memorize hymns from Lutheran Service Book instead. We will have learned 23 hymns when we’re done with school at the end of next week…there were a few hymns that took us two weeks to memorize. We also didn’t memorize every verse of every hymn. I tried to follow the liturgical year for the most part, throwing a few personal favorites in here and there (although, not the ones I like so much, that the children memorized them long ago!).
- Earth and All Stars–#817 (The quintessential Lutheran day school opening service hymn)
- Lift High the Cross–#837
- I Am Jesus’ Little Lamb–#740
- Christ the Lord of Hosts, Unshaken–#521 (St. Michael and All Angels)
- Lord God, to Thee we Give all Praise–#522 (St. Michael and All Angels)
- Lord, Keep Us Steadfast in Your Word–#655
- A Mighty Fortress Is Our God–#656 (Reformation Day)
- For All the Saints–#677 (All Saints’ Day)
- Come, Ye Thankful People, Come–#892 (Thanksgiving)
- Prepare the Royal Highway–#343
- Savior of the Nations, Come–#332
- As with Gladness Men of Old–#397
- Songs of Thankfulness and Praise–#394
- The Church’s One Foundation–#644
- Alleluia, Song of Gladness–#417 (Transfiguration Day, so not technically Lent yet, but kind of the unofficial beginning of Lent)
- Christ, the Life of All the Living–#420
- O Sacred Head, Now Wounded–#449
- Lamb of God, Pure and Holy–#434
- All Glory, Laud, and Honor–#442
- Go to Dark Gethsemane–#436
- I Know That My Redeemer Lives–#461
- Built on the Rock–#645
- Savior, Again to Thy Dear Name We Raise–#917 (A closing hymn to close out our year)
This was a fun and different approach to memory work…I hope that in the future, my children will appreciate having committed so many hymns to memory!’
This is the hymn we’ve been memorizing in school the last two weeks. It’s the hymn I mostly strongly associate with Thanksgiving, because I’m pretty sure we sang it every year on Thanksgiving Eve when I was a child. It’s sung to the same tune as “Songs of Thankfulness and Praise,” which is an Epiphany hymn.
Come, ye, thankful people, come;
Raise the song of harvest home.
All be safely gathered in
Ere the winter storms begin;
God, our maker, doth provide
For our wants to be supplied.
Come to God’s own temple, come;
Raise the song of harvest home.
All the world is God’s own field,
Fruit unto His praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown,
Unto joy or sorrow grown.
First the blade and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear.
Lord of harvest, grant that we
Wholesome grain and pure may be.
For the Lord, our God, shall come
And shall take His harvest home,
From His field shall in that day
All offenses purge away,
Give His angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast,
But the fruitful ears to store
In His garner evermore.
Even so, Lord, quickly come
To Thy final harvest home;
Gather Thou Thy people in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified,
In Thy garner to abide:
Come with all Thine angels, come,
Raise the glorious harvest home. Lutheran Service Book #892