190. ADORATION
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Author: Philipp Friedrich Hiller (1699-1769)
Composer: Johann Löhner, 1691 (1645-1705)
Author: Philipp Friedrich Hiller (1699-1769)
Composer: Johann Löhner, 1691 (1645-1705)
1. Jesus Christ, as King elected,
All things are to Him subjected.
All things God lays at His feet!
Ev’ry tongue shall make confession
That Christ is the Lord accepted,
In whom all things are complete.
2. But in Him, O consolation,
Can we find our full salvation,
The salvation in His blood;
List! for us His life is smiling
And eternal reconciling
Comes through Jesus like a flood.
3. Hear the hymn and learn the story:
Christ doth lead His own to glory!
Grace and peace He giveth thee.
Lo, He death and hell defieth:
“Death, where is thy sting?” He crieth:
“Grave, where is thy victory?”
4. Nor does His dear Church so holy,
Have these gracious blessings solely,
She has Him as Head, who lives!
With His blood the Saviour bought her,
As His heav’nly Bride He sought her,
And she lives, for she believes.
5. Give your hearts to Him, ye sinners;
Tell, ye ailing, Him your illness;
Bring, ye poor, to Him your need.
Thro’ His wounds He heals and cleanses,
Healing ointment He dispenses,
Lasting treasures after death.
6. Haste then! Shame and care, O, leave it!
Seek ye grace? ’Tis yours; receive it!
Seek ye life? Pray Him who lives!
Sinners, you He justifieth;
Grace to no one He denieth;
Everlasting gain He gives.
7. Here the ransomed souls shall treasure
All His good in boundless measure,
And praise God in full accord.
Hallowed words! Most precious teaching!
Unto all the world are reaching,
Sweet Evangel of our Lord!
8. Though the cross of Christ oft presses,
And the saints a while distresses,
Yet their suff’ring soon will end;
Joy will soon displace affliction,
With their Lord in close connection
They with Him to God ascend.
9. Wealth and honor here may fail us;
Pain and sorrow may assail us,
Yet shall scorn and death be gain!
Tho’ men threaten, tho’ there’s danger,
All things are to him a stranger
Who this Treasure would obtain!
10. Heaven’s open gate discloses
What for them in grace reposes
All that fondest hopes can bring.
In white robe the Bride’s appearing,
Knowing that the time is nearing
When in joy she’ll greet the King.
11. Ye, His servants, sing His glory;
All ye righteous, tell His story;
Ye who bear the palms, rejoice.
Sing, all ye redeemed and crowned;
Sing, ye choir where He is throned,
Praise His name with harp and voice!
12. Even I in lowest station,
I will join in exultation,
Though I’m still a pilgrim here.
Jesus Christ as King elected,
All things are to Him subjected,
Honor, love and praise Him there.
All things are to Him subjected.
All things God lays at His feet!
Ev’ry tongue shall make confession
That Christ is the Lord accepted,
In whom all things are complete.
2. But in Him, O consolation,
Can we find our full salvation,
The salvation in His blood;
List! for us His life is smiling
And eternal reconciling
Comes through Jesus like a flood.
3. Hear the hymn and learn the story:
Christ doth lead His own to glory!
Grace and peace He giveth thee.
Lo, He death and hell defieth:
“Death, where is thy sting?” He crieth:
“Grave, where is thy victory?”
4. Nor does His dear Church so holy,
Have these gracious blessings solely,
She has Him as Head, who lives!
With His blood the Saviour bought her,
As His heav’nly Bride He sought her,
And she lives, for she believes.
5. Give your hearts to Him, ye sinners;
Tell, ye ailing, Him your illness;
Bring, ye poor, to Him your need.
Thro’ His wounds He heals and cleanses,
Healing ointment He dispenses,
Lasting treasures after death.
6. Haste then! Shame and care, O, leave it!
Seek ye grace? ’Tis yours; receive it!
Seek ye life? Pray Him who lives!
Sinners, you He justifieth;
Grace to no one He denieth;
Everlasting gain He gives.
7. Here the ransomed souls shall treasure
All His good in boundless measure,
And praise God in full accord.
Hallowed words! Most precious teaching!
Unto all the world are reaching,
Sweet Evangel of our Lord!
8. Though the cross of Christ oft presses,
And the saints a while distresses,
Yet their suff’ring soon will end;
Joy will soon displace affliction,
With their Lord in close connection
They with Him to God ascend.
9. Wealth and honor here may fail us;
Pain and sorrow may assail us,
Yet shall scorn and death be gain!
Tho’ men threaten, tho’ there’s danger,
All things are to him a stranger
Who this Treasure would obtain!
10. Heaven’s open gate discloses
What for them in grace reposes
All that fondest hopes can bring.
In white robe the Bride’s appearing,
Knowing that the time is nearing
When in joy she’ll greet the King.
11. Ye, His servants, sing His glory;
All ye righteous, tell His story;
Ye who bear the palms, rejoice.
Sing, all ye redeemed and crowned;
Sing, ye choir where He is throned,
Praise His name with harp and voice!
12. Even I in lowest station,
I will join in exultation,
Though I’m still a pilgrim here.
Jesus Christ as King elected,
All things are to Him subjected,
Honor, love and praise Him there.
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