TLH 1941

Quotes from the hymns and liturgy of "The Lutheran Hymnal" published in 1941.

[TLH 1941 @TLH_1941]

For the joy Thine advent gave me,
For Thy holy, precious Word;
For Thy Baptism, which doth save me,
For Thy blest Communion board;

For Thy death, the bitter scorn,
For Thy resurrection morn, Lord,
I thank Thee and extol Thee,
And in heaven I shall behold Thee.
#TLH207

[TLH 1941 @TLH_1941]

He lives triumphant form the grave,
He lives eternally to save,
He lives all glorious in the sky,
He lives exalted there on high.
#TLH200

[TLH 1941 @TLH_1941]

The strife is o'er the battle done;
Now is the Victor's triumph won;
Now be the song of praise begun.
Alleluia!
#TLH210

[TLH 1941 @TLH_1941]

Jesus Christ is risen today,
Alleluia!
Our triumphant holy day,
Alleluia!
Who did once upon the cross,
Alleluia!
Suffer to redeem our loss!
Alleluia!

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I know that my Redeemer lives!
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
#TLH200

[TLH 1941 @TLH_1941]

Early hasten to the tomb
Where they laid His breathless clay;
All is solitude and gloom,
Whom hath taken Him away?
Christ is risen! He meets our eyes!
Savior teach us so to rise
#TLH159 #Easter #HeIsRisen

[TLH 1941 @TLH_1941]

Here we have a firm foundation,
Here the refuge of the lost;
Christ's the Rock of our salvation,
His the name of which we boast
Lamb of God, for sinners wounded,
Sacrifice to cancel guilt!
None shall ever be confounded
Who on Him their hope have built.
#GoodFriday

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See from His head
His hands His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

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Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee
That from pain I might be free
Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee,-
Thence I gain security
Comfortless Thy soul did languish
Me to comfort in my anguish.
Thousand, thousand thanks shall be
Dearest Jesus, unto Thee
#TLH151

[TLH 1941 @TLH_1941]

Calvary's mournful mountain climb
There adoring at His feet
Mark that miracle of time
God's own sacrifice complete
"It is finished" hear Him cry
Learn of Jesus Christ to die.
#TLH159

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Ye who think of sin but lightly
Nor suppose the evil great
Here may view its nature rightly,
Here its guilt may estimate.
Mark the Sacrifice appointed,
See who bears the awful load;
'Tis the WORD, the LORD'S ANOINTED,
Son of Man and Son of God.
#TLH153
#GoodFriday

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Stricken, smitten, and afflicted,
See Him dying on the tree!
'Tis the Christ by man rejected;
Yes, my soul 'tis He, 'tis He!
'Tis the long expected Prophet,
David's Son, yet David's Lord;
Proofs I see sufficient of it:
'Tis the true and faithful Word.
#TLH153

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“This is My body, broke for sin
Receive and eat the living food;
Then took the cup and blessed the wine;
Tis the new cov'nant in My blood”
#TLH164

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Go to Dark Gethsemane
Ye that feel the tempers power
Your Redeemer's conflict see
Watch with Him one bitter hour!
Turn not from His griefs away
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
#TLH159
#MaundyThursday

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My burden in Thy Passion, Lord,
Thou hast borne for me,
For it was my transgression
Which brought this woe on Thee.
I cast me down before Thee;
Wrath were my rightful lot.
Have mercy, I implore Thee;
Redeemer, spurn me not!
#TLH172

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Do we pass that cross unheeding
Breathing no repentant vow,
Tho' we see Thee wounded, bleeding
See Thy thorn encircled brow?
Yet Thy sinless death hath bought us
Life eternal, peace and rest:
Only what Thy grace hath taught us
Calms the sinner's stormy breast.
#TLH145

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O Sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded With thorns,
Thine only crown
O sacred head what glory,
What bliss, till now was Thine!
Yet, tho' despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.
#TLH172

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Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee
Bonds and stripes, cruel rod;
Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee,
O Thou sinless Son of God!
Thus didst Thou my soul deliver
From the bonds of sin forever.
Thousand, thousand thanks shall be
Dearest Jesus unto Thee!
#TLH151

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Ride on, ride on, in majesty!
The angel armies of the sky
Look down with sad and wond'ring eyes
To see Thy approaching Sacrifice.
#TLH162

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Every word that pains or grieves me,
by thy stripes, Lord is made whole;
When I'm faint , Thy Cross revives me,
granting new life to my soul.
#TLH144