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  • All glory to our Lord and God
    For love so deep, so high, so broad,
    The Trinity whom we adore
    Forever and forevermore.

    Forgive me, Lord, where I have erred
    By loveless act and thoughtless word.
    Make me to see the wrong I do
    Will hurt my neighbor, Lord, and you.

    With your own love may I be filled
    And by your Holy Spirit willed,
    That all I touch, whate'er I do.
    May be divinely touched by you.

    To God the Father, God the Son,
    And God the Spirit, Three in One,
    Shall glory, praise, and honor be
    Now and throughout eternity.

    V1 Text: attr. Thomas à Kempis, 1380-1471, abr.; tr. Benjamin Webb, 1820-1885, alt.
    V2, V3 Text: Olive Wise Spannaus, b. 1916, alt. Text: © 1969 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission of CPH.
    V4 Text: Johannes Olearius, 1611-1684; tr. Matthias Loy, 1828-1915.
    Tune: Musicalisch Hand-Buch der Geistlichen Melodien, Hamburg, 1690, alt.

  • All glory to Our Lord and God
    from The Vine

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  • Amid the world's bleak wilderness
    A vineyard grows with promise green,
    The planting of the Lord himself.

    His love selected this terrain;
    His vine with love he planted here
    To bear the choicest fruit for him.

    We are his branches, chosen, dear,
    And though we feel the dresser's knife,
    We are the objects of his care.

    From him we draw the juice of life,
    For him supply his winery
    With fruit from which true joys derive.

    Vine, keep what I was meant to be:
    Your branch, with your rich life in me.

    Text: Jaroslav J. Vajda 1919- 2008
    Tune: Richard W. Hillert, b. 1923
    Text, Tune, Setting: © 1978 Lutheran Book of Worship. Reprinted by permission of Augsburg Fortress.

  • By grace I'm saved, grace free and boundless;
    My soul, believe and doubt it not.
    Why waver at this word of promise?
    Has Scripture ever falsehood taught?
    So then this word must true remain:
    By grace you, too, shall heav'n obtain.

    By grace God's Son, our only Savior,
    Came down to earth to bear our sin.
    Was it because of your own merit
    That Jesus died, your soul to win?
    No, it was grace, and grace alone,
    That brought him from his heav'nly throne.

    By grace! Oh, mark this word of promise
    When you are by your sins oppressed,
    When Satan plagues your troubled conscience,
    And when your heart is seeking rest.
    What reason cannot comprehend
    God by his grace to you did send.

    By grace to timid hearts that tremble,
    In tribulation's furnace tried --
    By grace, despite all fear and trouble,
    The Father's heart is open wide.
    Where could I help and strength secure
    If grace were not my anchor sure?

    By grace! On this I'll rest when dying;
    In Jesus' promise I rejoice.
    For though I know my heart's condition,
    I also know my Savior's voice.
    My heart is glad; all grief has flown
    Since I am saved by grace alone.

    Text, Tune, Setting: public domain.

  • By Grace I’m Saved
    from The Vine

    Happy Friday! This week's video is By Grace I’m Saved from our album, The Vine.

  • Christ is the world's light, Christ and none other;
    Born in our darkness, he became our brother.
    If we have seen him, we have seen the Father:
    Glory to God on high!

    Christ is the world's peace, Christ and none other;
    No one can serve him and despise another.
    Who else unites us, one with God the Father?
    Glory to God on high!

    Christ is the world's life, Christ and none other;
    Sold once for silver, murdered here, our brother.
    He who redeemed us reigns with God the Father:
    Glory to God on high!

    Give God the glory, God and none other;
    Give God the glory, Spirit, Son, and Father;
    Give God the glory, God with us, my brother:
    Glory to God on high!

    Text: Fred Pratt Green, b. 1903, alt.; © 1969 by Hope Publishing Co., Carol Stream IL 60188. All rights reserved. Used by permission.
    Tune: Antiphoner, Paris, 1681 public domain.
    *Setting: (N/A) © 1969 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission of CPH.

  • Go, my children, with my blessing, Never alone.
    Waking, sleeping, I am with you; You are my own.
    In my love's baptismal river
    I have made you mine forever.
    Go, my children, with my blessing - You are my own.

    Go, my children, sins forgiven, At peace and pure.
    Here you learned how much I love you, What I can cure.
    Here you heard my dear Son's story;
    Here you touched him, saw his glory.
    Go, my children, sins forgiven, At peace and pure.

    Go, my children, fed and nourished, Closer to me;
    Grow in love and love by serving, Joyful and free.
    Here my Spirit's power filled you;
    Here his tender comfort stilled you.
    Go, my children, fed and nourished, Joyful and free.

    I the Lord will bless and keep you And give you peace;
    I the Lord will smile upon you And give you peace;
    I the Lord will be your Father,
    Savior, Comforter, and Brother.
    Go, my children; I will keep you And give you peace.

    Text: Text: Jaroslav J. Vajda 1919- 2008; © 1983 Jaroslav J. Vajda. Used by permission.
    Tune: Welsh melody, 18th Century; public domain.
    Setting: Harmonized by Ralph Vaughan Williams. From the English Hymnal by permission of Oxford University Press.

  • I am Jesus' little lamb;
    Ever glad at heart I am,
    For my shepherd gently guides me,
    Knows my needs and well provides me,
    Loves me ev'ry day the same,
    Even calls me by my name.

    Day by day, at home, away,
    Jesus is my staff and stay.
    When I hunger, Jesus feeds me,
    Into pleasant pastures leads me;
    When I thirst, he bids me go
    Where the quiet waters flow.

    Who so happy as I am,
    Even now the shepherd's lamb?
    And when my short life is ended,
    By his angel hosts attended,
    He shall fold me to his breast,
    There within his arms to rest.

    Text: Henrietta L. von Hayn, 1724-1782; tr. composite
    Tune: Choralbuch . . . Brüder-Gemeinen, Leipzig, 1784
    Setting: © 1982 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission of CPH.

  • I know of a sleep in Jesus name, to rest.
    The earth shall enfold me deep within her breast
    I fear, I fear, I fear not what the world may say.

    Through toil and woe, with music we’ve sung to the Lord
    Sweet hymns of redemption “Jesus the Christ has won!”
    Amen, Amen, sing Amen, so shall it be.

    I know of a voice whose tender song I hear
    “This child’s not dead, but sleeps in my heavenly bed.”
    Arise, arise, arise my child arise.

    Good bye my friend. We sing our refrain again
    “Christ Jesus was slain. Christ Jesus was slain
    “Christ Jesus was slain. Forever our friendship remains.”

    Text: Benjamin C.P Lawrenz b. 1975; © Koiné 2010 Judas on Straight Street Publications
    Tune: Benjamin C.P Lawrenz b. 1975; © Koiné 2010 Judas on Straight Street Publications

  • If God had not been on our side
    And had not come to aid us,
    Our foes with all their pow'r and pride
    Would surely have dismayed us,
    For we, his flock, would have to fear
    The devil's wolves, both far and near,
    Who rise in might against us.

    Their furious wrath, did God permit,
    Would surely have consumed us
    And as a deep and yawning pit
    With life and limb entombed us.
    A hellish storm would o'er us roll
    From Satan, who desires our soul
    And seeks to overwhelm us.

    Blest be the Lord, who foiled their threat
    That they could not devour us.
    Our souls, like birds, escaped their net;
    They could not overpow'r us.
    The snare is broken -- we are free!
    Our helper and our strength is he
    Who made the earth and heavens.

    Text: Martin Luther, 1483-1546; tr. The Lutheran Hymnal, St. Louis, 1941, alt; public domain.
    Tune: Christian Egenolff, 1502-1555, adapted by Ralph Vaughan Williams, from Enlarged Songs of Praise. Reprinted by permission of Oxford University Press.
    Setting: public domain.

  • Jesus, Refuge of the weary, Blest Redeemer, whom we love,
    Fountain in life's desert dreary, Savior from the world above,
    Oh, how oft your eyes, offended, Gaze upon a sinner's fall!
    Yet, upon the cross extended, You endured the pain of all.

    Dare we pass that cross unheeding, Breathing no repentant vow,
    As we see you wounded, bleeding, See your thorn-encircled brow?
    Since your sinless death has brought us Life eternal, peace, and rest,
    Only what your grace has taught us Calms the sinner's deep distress.

    Jesus, may our hearts be burning With more fervent love for you!
    May our eyes be ever turning To behold your cross anew,
    Till in glory, parted never From the blessed Savior's side,
    Graven in our hearts forever, Dwell the cross, the Crucified!

    Text: public domain; Tune: Tracy Fedke; Setting: Koiné
    Text: Girolamo Savanarola, 1452-1498; tr. Jane F Wilde, 1826-1896, alt.
    Tune: Tracy Fedke; © Koiné 2010 Judas on Straight Street Publications
    Setting: © Koiné 2010 Judas on Straight Street Publications

  • Lord Jesus you have come in love,
    A teacher sent from heav'n, a Son
    With body, word, and deed begun,
    God’s truth to us was spilled in blood.

    You wisely have ordained a plea
    The holy ministry that we
    Your flock may know the truth that sets us free, that sets us free.

    Who am I that I should dare to speak?
    Who am I that I should dare to teach?
    Who am I? I should be alone, I should be lonely, but was found.

    In mortal flesh He clothed divine
    To offer suffering up for mine
    The wounds that bore my sin’s disgrace;
    Were carried on his arms by grace.

    And easy the road that quietly
    Passes by friends who are in need
    So who am I? That I should speak?
    Christ Jesus speaks, “I Am sent me.”

    Bring those into your fold who still
    To you are strangers sick and ill
    Guard those who are within, against
    Offense and dangerous sin

    Press onward with your Word until
    Pastor and fold are fed and filled
    Through faith in Christ make all aware
    That soon your glory they will share.

    And easy the road that quietly
    Passes by friends who are in need
    So who am I? That I should speak?
    Christ Jesus speaks, “I Am sent me.”

    Press onward with your Word until
    Pastor and fold are fed and filled
    Through faith in Christ make all aware
    That soon your glory they will share.

    Text, Tune, Setting: © Koiné 2010 Judas on Straight Street Publications

  • Precious Lord, take my hand, Lead me on, let me stand;
    I am tired, I am weak, I am worn.
    Through the storm, through the night, Lead me on to the light.
    Take my hand, precious Lord; Lead me home.

    When my way grows drear, Precious Lord, linger near,
    When my life is almost gone,
    Hear my cry, hear my call; Hold my hand lest I fall.
    Take my hand, precious Lord; Lead me home.

    When the darkness appears And the night draws near
    And the day is almost gone,
    At the river I stand; Guide my feet, hold my hand,
    Take my hand, precious Lord; Lead me home.

    Text: Thomas A. Dorsey, 1899-1993
    Tune: Thomas A. Dorsey, 1899-1993
    Setting: © Koiné 2010 Judas on Straight Street Publications

    Text, Tune, Setting: By Thomas A. Dorsey. © 1938 by Hill & Range Songs, Inc. © Renewed, assigned to Unichappell Music, Inc. (Rightsong Music, Publisher) International Copyright Secured. All rights reserved. Used by permission of Hal Leonard Publishing Corporation.

  • Salvation unto us has come
    By God's free grace and favor.
    Good works cannot avert our doom;
    They help and save us never.
    Faith looks to Jesus Christ alone,
    Who did for all the world atone;
    He is the one Redeemer.

    What God does in his law demand
    And none to him can render,
    Brings wrath and woe on ev'ry hand
    For man, the vile offender.
    Our flesh has not those pure desires
    The spirit of the law requires,
    And lost is our condition.

    It is a false, misleading dream
    That God his law has given
    That sinners can themselves redeem
    And by their works gain heaven.
    The law is but a mirror bright
    To bring the inbred sin to light
    That lurks within our nature.

    Yet as the law must be fulfilled
    Or we must die despairing,
    Christ came and has God's anger stilled,
    Our human nature sharing.
    He has for us the law obeyed
    And thus the Father's vengeance stayed
    Which over us impended.

    Since Christ has full atonement made
    And brought to us salvation,
    Each Christian therefore may be glad
    And build on this foundation.
    Your grace alone, dear Lord, I plead;
    Your death is now my life indeed,
    For you have paid my ransom.

    All blessing, honor, thanks, and praise
    To Father, Son, and Spirit,
    The God who saved us by his grace
    All glory to his merit!
    O Triune God in heav'n above,
    You have revealed your saving love;
    Your blessed name be hallowed!

    Text: Paul Speratus, 1484-1551, abr.; tr. composite
    Tune: Etlich Cristlich lider, Wittenberg, 1524, alt.

  • Savior, again to thy dear name we raise
    With one accord our parting hymn of praise.
    Once more we bless thee ere our worship cease,
    Then, lowly bending, wait thy word of peace.

    Grant us thy peace upon our homeward way;
    With thee began, with thee shall end the day.
    Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame,
    That in this house have called upon thy name.

    Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the coming night;
    Turn thou for us its darkness into light.
    From harm and danger keep thy people free,
    For dark and light are both alike to thee.

    Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly life,
    Our balm in sorrow and our stay in strife.
    Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict cease,
    Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace.

    Text: John Ellerton, 1826-1893, abr.
    Tune: Edward J. Hopkins, 1818-1901

  • Thy strong word did cleave the darkness;
    At thy speaking it was done.
    For created light we thank thee
    While thine ordered seasons run.
    Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise to thee who light dost send!
    Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia without end!

    Lo, on those who dwelt in darkness,
    Dark as night and deep as death,
    Broke the light of thy salvation,
    Breathed thine own life-giving breath.
    Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise to thee who light dost send!
    Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia without end!

    Thy strong Word bespeaks us righteous;
    Bright with thine own holiness,
    Glorious now, we press toward glory,
    And our lives our hope confess.
    Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise to thee who light dost send!
    Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia without end!

    From the cross thy wisdom shining
    Breaketh forth in conqu'ring might;
    From the cross forever beameth
    All thy bright redeeming light.
    Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise to thee who light dost send!
    Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia without end!

    Give us lips to sing thy glory,
    Tongues thy mercy to proclaim,
    Throats to shout the hope that fills us,
    Mouths to speak thy holy name.
    Alleluia! Alleluia! May the light which thou dost send
    Fill our songs with alleluias, Alleluias without end!

    God the Father, light-creator,
    To thee laud and honor be.
    To thee, Light from Light begotten,
    Praise be sung eternally.
    Holy Spirit, light-revealer, Glory, glory be to thee.
    Mortals, angels, now and ever Praise the holy Trinity!

    Text: Martin H. Franzmann, 1907-1976; © 1969 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission of CPH.
    Tune: Thomas J. Williams, 1869-1944

  • Thy Strong Word
    from The Vine

    Happy Friday! This week's video is Thy Strong Word from our album, The Vine.