Johann Heermann - If Thy Beloved Son, O God

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1) If Thy belovèd Son, O God,

Had not to earth descended,

And in our mortal flesh and blood

Had not sin’s power ended,

Then this poor, wretched soul of mine

In hell eternally would pine

Because of its transgression.

2) But now I find sweet peace and rest,

Despair no more reigns o’er me;

No more am I by sin oppressed,

For Christ has borne sin for me.

Upon the cross for me He died

That, reconciled, I might abide

With Thee, my God, forever.

3) I trust in Him with all my heart;

Now all my sorrow ceases;

His words abiding peace impart,

His blood from guilt releases.

Free grace through Him I now obtain;

He washes me from every stain,

And pure I stand before Him.

4) All righteousness by works is vain,

The Law brings condemnation;

True righteousness by faith I gain,

Christ’s work is my salvation.

His death, that perfect sacrifice,

Has paid the all-sufficient price;

In Him my hope is anchored.

5) My guilt, O Father, Thou hast laid

On Christ, Thy Son, my Savior.

Lord Jesus, Thou my debt hast paid

And gained for me God’s favor.

O Holy Ghost, Thou Fount of grace,

The good in me to Thee I trace;

In faith do Thou preserve me.

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Hymn #375 The Lutheran Hymnal

Text: Gal. 2:16 

St. 1-4, Johann Heermann, 1630

St. 5, author unknown, 1661
Translated by: composite
Titled: Wenn dein herzliebster Sohn, o Gott
Composer: Martin Luther
Tune: Nun freut euch

Once to Every Man And Nation

Once to every man and nation, comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side;
Some great cause, some great decision, offering each the bloom or blight,
And the choice goes by forever, ’twixt that darkness and that light.

Then to side with truth is noble, when we share her wretched crust,
Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and ’tis prosperous to be just;
Then it is the brave man chooses while the coward stands aside,
Till the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied.

By the light of burning martyrs, Christ, Thy bleeding feet we track,
Toiling up new Calv’ries ever with the cross that turns not back;
New occasions teach new duties, time makes ancient good uncouth,
They must upward still and onward, who would keep abreast of truth.

Though the cause of evil prosper, yet the truth alone is strong;
Though her portion be the scaffold, and upon the throne be wrong;
Yet that scaffold sways the future, and behind the dim unknown,
Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above His own.

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