{"collection":"scripture-revelation","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/gutenberg_417/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/gutenberg_417","id":"gutenberg_417","license":"Public Domain (US)","rights_basis":"gutenberg_metadata_copyright_false","source":"gutenberg","source_url":"https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/417","summary":null,"tags":["Category: German Literature","Category: History - Early Modern (c. 1450-1750)","Category: Music","Category: Poetry","Category: Religion/Spirituality","Christianity","Hymns, German","Lutheran Church -- Hymns"],"text":"Ver.04.29.93*END*\n\n\n\n\nDr. Martin Luther's Deutsche Geistliche Lieder\n\nThe Hymns of Martin Luther\n\nSet To Their Original Melodies\n\n\nWith an English Version\nEdited by Leonard Woolsey Bacon\nAssisted by Nathan H. Allen\n\n\n\n\n\n\nCONTENTS\n\nIntroduction\n\nDr. Martin Luther's Preface to all good Hymn Books, 1543\n\n\n        FROM THE \"EIGHT SONGS,\" Wittenberg, 1524.\n\nI. - Nun freut euch, lieben Christen g'mein. (1523)\n\n       \"A Song of Thanksgiving for the great Benefits which God in\nChrist has mainifested to us.\"\n\n       _DEAR CHRISTIANS, ONE AND ALL REJOICE._\n\n       TRANSLATION in part from R. Massie.\n\nFIRST MELODY, 1524. Harmony by H. Schein, 1627.\n\nSECOND MELODY from Klug's Gesangbuch, 1543.  Harmony\nby M. Praetorius, 1610. This choral is commonly known under\nthe title, \"Es ist gewisslich an der Zeit,\" and, in a modified form,\nin England and America, as \"Luther's Judgment Hymn,\" from its\nassociation with a hymn of W. B. Collyer, partly derived from the\nGerman, and _not_ written by Luther.\n\n\nII. - Ach Gott, vom Himmel sieh' darein.\n\nPSALM XII - Salvum me fac, Domine.\n\n_LOOK DOWN, O LORD, FROM HEAVEN BEHOLD._\n\nTRANSLATION chiefly from Frances Elizabeth Cox, in\n\"Hymns from the German.\"\nFIRST MELODY, 1524, is the tune of the hymn of Paul Speratus,\n\"Es ist das Heil uns kommen her,\" the singing of which under\nLuther's window at Wittenberg is related to have made so deep an\nimpression on the Reformer. The anecdote is confirmed by the fact\nthat in the \"Eight Songs,\" Luther's three version of Psalms are all\nset to this tune.. Harmony by A. Haupt, 1869.\n\nSECOND MELODY from Klug's Gesangbuch, 1543. Harmony by\nHaupt, 1869. This is the tune in common use with this psalm in\nnorthern Germany.\n\n\nIII. - Es spricht der Unweisen Mund wohl.\n\nPSALM XIV.-\"Dixit insipiens in corde.\"\n\n_THE MOUTH OF FOOLS DOTH GOD CONFESS._\n\nTRANSLATION from R. Massie.\n\nMELODY from Walter's Gesangbuch, 1525. Harmony by\nM. Praetorius, 1610.\n\n\nIV. - Aus tiefer Noth schrei' ich zu dir.\n\nPSALM CXXX. - \"De profundis clamavi.\"\n\n_OUT OF THE DEEP I CRY TO THEE._\n\nTRANSLATION by Arthur Tozer Russel.\n\nFIRST MELODY from Walter's Gesangbuch, 1525. Harmony by\nJohn Sebastian Bach, about 1725.\n\nSECOND MELODY in Wolfgang Koephl's Gesangbuch, 1537,\nand in George Rhau's, 1544. Harmony by A. Haupt, 1869.\n\n\n        FROM THE \"ENCHIRIDION,\" Erfurt, 1524.\n\n\nV. - Ein neues Lied wir heben an.\n\n\"A Song of the Two Christian Martyrs, burnt at Brussels by the\nSophists of Louvain. Which took place in the year 1522.\" [The\nreal date of the event was July 1, 1523; and the ballard gives every\ntoken of having been inspired by the first announcement of the\nstory. The excellent translation of Mr. Massie has been conformed\nmore closely to the original in the third and fourth stanzas; also, by\na felicitous quatrain from the late Dr. C. T. Brooks, in the tenth\nstanza.]\n\n_BY HELP OF GOD I FAIN WOULD TELL._\n\nTRANSLATION principally that of R. Massie.\n\nMELODY in Walter's Gesangbuch, 1525. Harmony by\nM. Praetorius, 1610.\n\n\nVI. - Nun komm, der Heiden Heiland.\n\nFrom the Ambrosian Hymn, \"Veni, Redemptor, gentium.)\n\n_SAVIOUR OF THE HEATHEN, KNOWN._\n\nTRANSLATION in part from R. Massie.\n\nMELODY derived from that of the Latin hymn, in Walter's\nGesangbuch, 1525. Harmony from \"The Choral Book for England,\"\nby Sterndale Bennett and Otto Goldschmidt, 1865.\n\n\nVII. - Christum wir sollen loben schon.\n\n(From the Latin hymn, \"A solis ortus cardine.\")\n\n_NOW PRAISE WE CHRIST, THE HOLY ONE._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie.\n\nMELODY that of the Latin hymn. Harmony by M. Praetorius, 1609.\n\n\nVIII. - Gelobet sei'st du, Jesu Christ.\n\n_ALL PRAISE TO JESUS' HALLOWED NAME._\n\nTRANSLATION chiefly by R. Massie.\n\nANCIENT GERMAN CHURCH MELODY. Harmony by\nA. Haupt, 1869.\n\n\nIX. - Christ lag in Todesbanden.\n\n\"Christ ist erstanden.\"-Gebessert.\n\n_CHRIST WAS LAID IN DEATH'S STRONG BANDS._\n\nMELODY derived from that of the older German hymn. Harmony by\nBennett and Goldschmitt, 1865.\n\n\nX. - Komm, Gott Schoepfer, heiliger Geist.\n\nFrom  _Veni, Creator Spiritus,_ ascribed to Charlemagne, 800.\n\n_COME, GOD CREATOR, HOLY GHOST._\n\nMELODY of the eighth century. Harmony by John Sebastian Bach.\n\n\nXI. - Jesus Christus unser Heiland.\n\n_JESUS CHRIST, WHO CAME TO SAVE._\n\nMELODY first published by Klug, 1543, and Bapst, 1545. Harmony\nafter John Sebastian Bach.\n\n\nXII. - Komm, heiliger Geist, Herre Gott.\n\n_\"Veni, Sancte Spiritus,_ gebessert durch D. Martin Luther.\"\nThe first stanza translated from the Latin hymn ascribed to King\nRobert of France (A. D. 991), is traced to a service-book of the\nchurch in Basel, of the year 1514.\n\n_COME, HOLY SPIRIT, LORD OUR GOD._\n\nTRANSLATION chiefly that of Arthur Tozer Russell.\n\nORIGINAL LATIN MELODY. Harmony after Erythraeus, 1609.\n\n\nXIII. - Diess sind die heil'gen zehn Gebot'.\n\nThe Ten Commandments.\n\n_THAT MEN A GODLY LIFE MIGHT LIVE._\n\nTRANSLATION chiefly by R. Massie.\n\n\nXIV. - Jesus Christus unser Heiland.\n\nTranslated from \"Jesus Christus, nostra salus,\" hymn of\nJohn Huss.\n\n_CHRIST, WHO FREED OUR SOULS FROM DANGER._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie.\n\nMELODY in Walter, 1525. Harmony in Von Tucher, 1848.\n\n\nXV. - Gott sei gelobet und gebenedeiet.\n\n_MAY GOD BE PRAISED HENCEFORTH AND BLEST\nFOREVER._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie, amended.\n\nMELODY from some older one, 1525. Harmony by H. Schein, 1627.\n\n\nXVI. - Es wollt' uns Gott genaedig sein.\n\nPsalm LXVII. - Deus miseratur nostri.\n\n_MAY GOD UNTO US GRACIOUS BE._\n\nTRANSLATION by Arthur Tozer Russell.\n\nMELODY in Koephl, Strassburg, 1538. Harmony, by A. Haupt, 1869.\n\n\nXVII. - Wohl dem, der in Gottesfurcht steht.\n\nPsalm CXXVIII.- Beati omnes qui timent Dominum.\n\n _HAPPY THE MAN WHO FEARETH GOD._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie.\n\nFIRST MELODY, of 1525. Harmony by Gesius, 1605.\n\nSECOND MELODY, of 1537. Harmony by Landgraf Moritz, 1612.\n\n\nXVIII. - Mitten wir im Leben sind.\n\nThe first stanza from _Media vita in morte sumus._ Notker, A.D. 912.\n\n       _THOUGH IN MIDST OF LIFE WE BE._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie.\n\nMelody (_not_ from the Latin), 1525. Harmony by Erythraeus, 1608.\n\n\nXIX. - Nun bitten wir den heiligen Geist.\n\nThe first stanza from an ancient German hymn.\n\n_NOW PRAY WE ALL GOD, THE COMFORTER._\n\nTRANSLATION by Arthur Tozer Russell.\n\nMelody, 1525. Harmony by A. Haupt, 1869.\n\n\nXX. - Mit Fried' und Freud' ich fahr' dahin.\n\nThe Song Of Simeon: Nunc Dimittis.\n\n_IN PEACE AND JOY I NOW DEPART._\n\nMELODY, 1525. Harmony by M. Praetorius, 1610.\n\n\nXXI. - Mensch, willt du leben seliglich.\nThe Ten Commandments, abridged.\n\n_WILT THOU, O MAN, LIVE HAPPILY._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie, adapted.\n\nMelody, 1525. Harmony by H. Schein, 1627.\n\n\nXXII. - Gott der Vater wohn' uns bei.\n\nAn ancient Litany-hymn of the German churches, much used in\nPassion-week and in the processions before Ascension-day by\nLuther \"gebessert und christlich corrigyret.\"\n\n _GOD, THE FATHER, WITH US STAY._\n\nANCIENT GERMAN MELODY. Harmony by Landgraf Moritz, 1612.\n\n\nXXIII. - Wir glauben All' an einen Gott.\n\nThe Creed. \"Das deutsche patrem.\"\n\n_WE ALL BELIEVE IN ONE TRUE GOD._\n\nMELODY, 1525. Harmony from an ancient source.\n\n\nXXIV. - Waer' Gott nicht mit uns diese Zeit.\n\nPsalm CXXIV. - Nisi quia Dominus.\n\n_HAD GOD NOT COME, MAY ISRAEL SAY._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie.\n\nMELODY, 1525. Harmony by M. Praetorius, 1610.\n\n\n        FROM THE GERMAN MASS, 1526.\n\n\nXXV. - Jesaia, dem Propheten, das geschah.\n\nIsaiah VI, 1-4. The German Sanctus.\n\n_THESE THINGS THE SEER ISAIAH DID BEFALL_\n\nMELODY, 1526. Harmony by Erythraeus, 1608.\n\n\n        IN \"FORM UND ORDNUNG GEISTLICHER GESANG,\"\n        Augsburg, 1529.\n\nXXVI. - Ein' feste Burg ist unser Gott.\n\nPsalm XLVI. - Deus refugium noster et virtus.\n\n-STRONG TOWER AND REFUGE IS OUR GOD.-\n\nMELODY, 1529. Harmony by [nothing printed here].\n\n\n        IN A COLLECTION OF \"GEISTLICHE LIEDER,\"\n        Wittenberg, 1533.\n\n\nXXVII. - Berleih' uns Frieden gnaediglich.\n\nDa pacem Domine.\n\n_IN THESE OUR DAYS SO PERILOUS._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie, amended.\n\nMELODY, 1533? 1543. Harmony by  Erythraeus, 1608.\n\n\nXXVIII. - Herr Gott, dich loben wir.\n\nTe Deum Laudamus.\n\n_LORD GOD, THY PRAISE WE SING._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie, amended.\n\nMELODY derived from the Latin. Harmony by Landgraf\nMoritz, 1612.\n\n\n       FROM JOSEPH KLUG'S GESANGSBUCH, 1535?\n\n\nXXIX. Von Himmel hoch da komm ich her.\n\n\"A Children's Christmas Song of the little child Jesus, taken\nfrom the second chapter of Luke, by Dr. Martin Luther.\" Said\nto have written by him for his little son Hans.\n\n_FROM HEAVEN ABOVE TO EARTH I CAME._\n\nTRANSLATION from Miss Winkworth, amended.\n\nMELODY, 1535? 1543. Harmony by [nothing printed here].\n\n\nXXX. - Sie ist mir lieb, die werthe Magd.\n\nA song concerning the Holy Christian Church - Revelation xii, 1-6.\n_DEAR IS TO ME THE HOLY MAID._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie.\n\nMELODY in Babst, 1545. Harmony by M. Praetorius, 1610.\n\n\nIN KOEPHL'S GESANGBUCH, Strassburg, 1535? 1538?\n\n\nXXXI. - Vater unser im Himmelreich.\n\nThe Lord's Prayer paraphrased.\n\n_OUR FATHER, THOU IN HEAVEN ABOVE._\n\nTRANSLATION by C. Winkworth, in \"Choral Book for\nEngland,\" amended.\n\nMelody, 1535? Harmony by A. Haupt, 1869.\n\n[In Winterfeld's edition of Luther's hymns, Leipzig, 1840, may\nbe found a fac-simile of Luther's autograph draft of this\nparaphrase, including the cancelled draft of a tune for it.]\n\n\n        IN KLUG'S GESANGBUCH, 1543.\n\n\nXXXII. - Von Himmel kam der Engel schaar.\n\nA shorter Christmas Song.\n\n_TO SHEPHERDS, AS THEY WATCHED BY NIGHT._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie.\n\nMELODY, 1543.\n\n\nXXXIII. - Erhalt' uns, Herr, bei deinem Wort.\n\n\"A children's song, to be sung against the two arch-enemies\nof Christ and his Holy Church, the Pope and the Turks.\"\n\n_LORD, KEEP US IN THY WORD AND WORK._\n\nMELODY, 1543. Harmony by W. Sterndale Bennett, 1865.\n\n\nXXXIV. - Christ, unser Herr, zum Jordan kam.\n\nA Spiritual Song concerning our Holy Baptism.\n\n_TO JORDAN CAME OUR LORD THE CHRIST._\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie, amended.\n\nMELODY, 1525 first adapted to \"Es wollt' uns Gott\ngenaedig sein,\" supposed to be derived from an old secular\nmelody. Harmony by A. Haupt, 1869.\n\n\nXXXV. - Was fuercht'st du, Feind Herodes, sehr?\n\n _Herodes hostis impie_ by Sedelius in the 5th century.\n\n_WHY, HEROD, UNRELENTING FOE._\n\nTRANSLATION by R. Massie.\n\n_HARMONY by_ M. Praetorius, 1609.\n\n\nXXXVI. - Der du bist drei in Einigkeit.\n\nAn imitation from the Gregorian hymn, _O Lux\nbeata Trinitas._\n\nTRANSLATION adapted from R. Massie.\n\nORIGINAL LATIN MELODY. Harmony in von Tucher, 18--.\n\n\nINTRODUCTION\nA fit motto for the history of the Reformation would be\nthose words out of the history of the Day of Pentecost, \"How\nhear we, every man in our own tongue wherein we were\nborn....the wonderful works of God!\" The ruling thought of the\npre-reformation period was not more the maintenance of one\nHoly Roman Church than of one Holy Roman Empire, each of which\nwas to comprehend all Christendom. The language of the Roman\nChurch and Empire was the sacred language in comparison with\nwhich the languages of men's common speech were reckoned\ncommon and unclean. The coming-in of the Reformation was the\nawakening of individual life, by enforcing the sense of each\nman's direct responsibility to God; but it was equally the\nquickening of a true national life. In the light of the new\nera, the realization of the promise of the oneness of the\nChurch was no longer to be sought in the universal dominance\nof a hierarchical corporation; nor was the \"mystery\"\nproclaimed by Paul, that \"the nations were fellow-heirs and of\none body,\" to be fulfilled in the subjugation of all nations\nto a central potentate. According to the spirit of the\nReformation, the One Church was to be, not a corporation, but\na communion - the communion of saints; and the unity of mankind,\nin its many nations, was to be a unity of the spirit in the\nbond of mutual peace.\n\nThe two great works of Martin Luther were those by which\nhe gave to the common people a vernacular Bible and vernacular\nworship, that through the one, God might speak directly to the\npeople; and in the other, the people might speak directly to\nGod. Luther's Bible and Luther's Hymns gave life not only to\nthe churches of the Reformation, but to German nationality and\nthe German language.Concerning the hymns of Luther the words of several\nnotable writers are on record, and are worthy to be prefixed\nto the volume of them.\n\nSays Spangenberg, yet in Luther's life-time, in his\nPreface to the _Cithara Lutheri_, 1545:\n\"One must certainly let this be true, and remain true,\nthat among all Mastersingers from the days of the Apostles\nuntil now, Luther is and always will be the best and most\naccomplished; in whose hymns and songs one does not find a\nvain or needless word. All flows and falls in the sweetest and\nneatest manner, full of spirit and doctrine, so that his every\nword gives outright a sermon of his own, or at least a\nsingular reminiscence. There is nothing forced, nothing\nfoisted in or patched up, nothing fragmentary. The rhymes are\neasy and good, the words choice and proper, the meaning clear\nand intelligible, the melodies lovely and hearty, and _in\nsumma_ all is so rare and majestic, so full of pith and power,\nso cheering and comforting, that, in sooth, you will not find\nhis equal, much less his master.\"1\n\nThe following words have often been quoted from Samuel\nTaylor Coleridge:\n\n\"Luther did as much for the Reformation by his hymns as\nby his translation of the Bible. In Germany the hymns are\nknown by heart by every peasant; they advise, they argue from\nthe hymns, and every soul in the church praises God like a\nChristian, with words which are natural and yet sacred to his\nmind.\"\n\nA striking passage in an article by Heine in the _Revue\ndes Deux Mondes_ for March, 1834, is transcribed by Michelet\nin his Life of Luther:\n\n\"Not less remarkable, not less significant than his prose\nworks, are Luther's poems, those stirring songs which, as it\nwere, escaped from him in the very midst of his combats and\nhis necessities like a flower making its way from between\nrough stones, or a moonbeam gleaming amid dark clouds. Luther\nloved music; indeed, he wrote treatises on the art.\nAccordingly his versification is highly harmonious, so that he\nmay be called the Swan of Eisleben. Not that he is by any means\ngentle or swan-like in the songs which he composed for the purpose\nof exciting the courage of the people. In these he is fervent, fierce.\nThe hymn which he composed on his way to Worms, and which he\nand his companion chanted as they entered that city, 2 is a regular\nwar-song. The old cathedral trembled when it heard these novel\nsounds. The very rooks flew from their nests in the towers. That\nhymn, the Marseillaise of the Reformation, has preserved to this\nday its potent spell over German hearts.\"\n\nThe words of Thomas Carlyle are not less emphatic, while\nthey penetrate deeper into the secret of the power of Luther's\nhymns:\n\n\"The great Reformer's love of music and poetry, it has\noften been remarked, is one of the most significant features\nin his character. But indeed if every great man is\nintrinsically a poet, an idealist, with more or less\ncompleteness of utterance, which of all our great men, in\nthese modern ages, had such an endowment in that kind as\nLuther? He it was, emphatically, who stood based on the\nspiritual world of man, and only by the footing and power he\nhad obtained there, could work such changes on the material\nworld. As a participant and dispenser of divine influence, he\nshows himself among human affairs a true connecting medium and\nvisible messenger between heaven and earth, a man, therefore,\nnot only permitted to enter the sphere of poetry, but to dwell\nin the purest centre thereof, perhaps the most inspired of all\nteachers since the Apostles. Unhappily or happily, Luther's\npoetic feeling did not so much learn to express itself in fit\nwords, that take captive every ear, as in fit actions,\nwherein, truly under still more impressive manifestations, the\nspirit of spheral melody resides and still audibly addresses\nus. In his written poems, we find little save that strength of\non 'whose words,' it has been said, 'were half-battles'3-\nlittle of that still harmony and blending softness of union\nwhich is the last perfection of strength - less of it than even\nhis conduct manifested. With words he had not learned to make\nmusic - it was by deeds of love or heroic valor that he spoke\nfreely. Nevertheless, though in imperfect articulation, the\nsame voice, if we listen well, is to be heard also in his\nwritings, in his poems. The one entitled _Ein' Feste Burg_,\nuniversally regarded as the best, jars upon our ears; yet\nthere is something in it like the sound of Alpine avalanches,\nor the first murmur of earthquakes, in the very vastness of\nwhich dissonance a higher unison is revealed to us. Luther\nwrote this song in times of blackest threatenings, which,\nhowever, could in no sense become a time of despair. In these\ntones, rugged and broken as they are, do we hear the accents\nof that summoned man, who answered his friends' warning not to\nenter Worms, in this wise: - 'Were there as many devils in Worms\nas these tile roofs, I would on'; of him who, alone in that\nassemblage before all emperors and principalities and powers,\nspoke forth these final and forever memorable words,  - 'It is\nneither safe nor prudent to do aught against conscience. Till\nsuch time as either by proofs from holy Scripture, or by fair\nreason or argument, I have been confuted and convicted, I\ncannot and will not recant. Here I stand - I cannot do\notherwise - God be my help, Amen.' It is evident enough that to\nthis man all popes, cardinals, emperors, devils, all hosts and\nnations were but weak, weak as the forest with all its strong\ntrees might be to the smallest spark of electric fire.\"\n\nIn a very different style of language, but in a like strain of\neulogy, writes Dr. Merle d'Aubigne, in the third volume of his\nHistory of the Reformation: \"The church was no longer composed\n of priests and monks; it was now the congregation of believers.\nAll were to take part in worship, and the chanting of the clergy was\nto be succeeded by the psalmody of the people. Luther, accordingly,\nin translating the psalms, thought of adapting them to be sung\nby the church. Thus a taste for music was diffused throughout\nthe nation. From Luther's time, the people sang; the Bible\ninspired their songs. Poetry received the same impulse. In\ncelebrating the praises of God, the people could not confine\nthemselves to mere translations of ancient anthems. The souls\nof Luther and of several of his contemporaries, elevated by\ntheir faith to thoughts the most sublime, excited to\nenthusiasm by the struggles and dangers by which the church at\nits birth was unceasingly threatened, inspired by the poetic\ngenius of the Old Testament and by the faith of the New, ere\nlong gave vent to their feelings in hymns, in which all that\nis most heavenly in poetry and music was combined and blended.\nHence the revival, in the sixteenth century, of _hymns_ such\nas in the first century used to cheer the martyrs in their\nsufferings. We have seen Luther, in 1523, employing it to\ncelebrate the martyrs at Brussels; other children of the\nReformation followed his footsteps; hymns were multiplied;\nthey spread rapidly among the people, and powerfully\ncontributed to rouse it from sleep.\"\n\nIt is not difficult to come approximately at the order of\ncomposition of Luther's hymns. The earliest hymn-book of the\nReformation - if not the earliest of all printed hymn-books - was\npublished at Wittenberg in 1524, and contained _eight_ hymns,\nfour of them from the pen of Luther himself; of the other four\nnot less than three were by Paul Speratus, and one of these\nthree, the hymn _Es ist das Heil_, which caused Luther such\ndelight when sung beneath his window by a wanderer from\nPrussia.4 Three of Luther's contributions to this little book\nwere versions of Psalms - the xii, xiv, and cxxx - and the fourth\nwas that touching utterance of personal religious experience,\n_Nun fruet euch, lieben Christen g'mein_. But the critics can\nhardly be mistaken in assigning as early a date to the ballad\nof the Martyrs of Brussels. Their martyrdom took place July 1,\n1523, and the \"_New Song_\" must have been inspired by the\nstory as it was first brought to Wittenberg, although it is\nnot found in print until the _Enchiridion_, which followed the\n_Eight Hymns_, later in the same year, from the press of\nErfurt, and contained fourteen of Luther's hymns beside the\nfour already published.\n\nIn the hymn-book published in 1525 by the composer\nWalter, Luther's friend, were six more of the Luther hymns.\nAnd in 1526 appeared the \"German Mass and Order of Divine\nService,\" containing \"the German Sanctus,\" a versification of\nIsaiah vi. Of the remaining eleven, six appeared first in the\nsuccessive editions of Joseph Klug's hymn-book, Wittenberg,\n1535 and 1543.It is appropriate to the commemorative character of the\npresent edition that in it the hymns should be disposed in\nchronological order.\n\nThe TUNES which are here printed with the hymns of Luther\nare of those which were set to them during his lifetime. Some\nof them, like the hymns to which they were set, are derived\nfrom the more ancient hymnody of the German and Latin\nchurches. Others, as the tunes _Vom Himmel hoch, Ach Gott vom\nHimmel_, and _Christ unser Herr zum Jordan kam_, are\nconjectured to have been originally secular airs. But that\nmany of the tunes that appeared simultaneously and in\nconnection with Luther's hymns were original with Luther\nhimself, there seems no good reason to doubt. Luther's\nsingular delight and proficiency in music are certified by a\nhundred contemporary testimonies. His enthusiasm for it\noverflows in his Letters and his Table Talk. He loved to\nsurround himself with accomplished musicians, with whom he\nwould practise the intricate motets of the masters of that\nage; and his critical remarks on their several styles are on\nrecord. At least one autograph document proves him to have\nbeen a composer of melodies to his own words: one may see,\nappended to von Winterfeld's fine quarto edition of Luther's\nhymns (Leipzig, 1840) a fac-simile of the original draft of\n_Vater Unser_, with a melody sketched upon a staff of five\nlines, and then cancelled, evidently by hand practised in\nmusical notation. But perhaps the most direct testimony to his\nactual work as a composer is found in a letter from the\ncomposer John Walter, capellmeister to the Elector of Saxony,\nwritten in his old age for the express purpose of embodying\nhis reminiscences of his illustrious friend as a church-musician.\n\n\"It is to my certain knowledge,\" writes Walter, \"that\nthat holy man of God, Luther, prophet and apostle to the\nGerman nation, took great delight in music, both in choral and\nin figural composition. With whom I have passed many a\ndelightful hour in singing; and oftentimes have seen the dear\nman wax so happy and merry in heart over the singing as that\nit was well-nigh impossible to weary or content him therewithal.\nAnd his discourse concerning music was most noble.\n\n\"Some forty years ago, when he would set up the German\nMass at Wittenberg, he wrote to the Elector of Saxony and Duke\nJohannsen, of illustrious memory, begging to invite to\nWittenberg the old musician Conrad Rupff and myself, to\nconsult with him as to the character and the proper notation\nof the Eight Tones; and he finally himself decided to\nappropriate the Eighth Tone to the Epistle and the Sixth Tone\nto the Gospel, speaking on this wise: Our Lord Christ is a\ngood Friend, and his words are full of love; so we will take\nthe Sixth Tone for the Gospel. And since Saint Paul is a very\nearnest apostle we will set the Eighth Tone to the Epistle. So\nhe himself made the notes over the Epistles, and the Gospels,\nand the Words of Institution of the true Body and Blood of\nChrist, and sung them over to me to get my judgment thereon.\nHe kept me three weeks long at Wittenberg, to write out the\nnotes over some of the Gospels and Epistles, until the first\nGerman Mass was sung in the parish church. And I must needs\nstay to hear it, and take with me a copy of the Mass to Torgau\nand present it to His Grace the Elector from Doctor Luther.\n\n\"Furthermore, he gave orders to re-establish the Vespers,\nwhich in many places were fallen into disuse, with short plain\nchoral hymns for the students and boys; withal, that the\ncharity-scholars, collecting their bread, should sing from\ndoor to door Latin Hymns, Anthems and Responses, appropriate\nto the season. It was no satisfaction to him that the scholars\nshould sing in the streets nothing but German songs....The\nmost profitable songs for the common multitude are the plain\npsalms and hymns, both Luther's and the earlier ones; but the\nLatin songs are useful for the learned and for students. We\nsee, and hear, and clearly apprehend how the Holy Ghost\nhimself wrought not only in the authors of the Latin hymns,\nbut also in Luther, who in our time has had the chief part\nboth in writing the German choral hymns, and in setting them\nto tunes; as may be seen, among others in the German Sanctus\n(_Jesaia dem Propheten das geschah_) how masterly and well he\nhas fitted all the notes to the text, according to the just\naccent and concent. At the time, I was moved by His Grace to\nput the question how or where he had got this composition, or\nthis instruction; whereupon the dear man laughed at my\nsimplicity, and said: I learned this of the poet Virgil, who\nhas the power so artfully to adapt his verses and his words to\nthe story he is telling; in like manner must Music govern all\nits notes and melodies by the text.\"5\n\nIt seems superfluous to add to this testimony the word of\nSleidan, the nearly contemporary historian, who says expressly\nconcerning \"_Ein' feste Burg_\" that Luther made for it a tune\nsingularly suited to the words, and adapted to stir the heart.6\nIf ever there were hymn and tune that told their own story of\na common and simultaneous origin, without need of confirmation\nby external evidence, it is these.\n\nTo an extent quite without parallel in the history of\nmusic, the power of Luther's tunes, as well as of his words, is\nmanifest after three centuries, over the masters of the art, as well as\nover the common people. Peculiarly is thistrue of the great song\n_Ein' feste Burg_, which Heine not vainly predicted would again be\nheard in Europe in like manner as of old. The composers of the\nsixteenth and seventeenth centuries practised their elaborate artifices\nupon it. The supreme genius of Sebastian Bach made it the subject\nof study.7 And in our own times it has been used with conspicuous\neffect in Mendelssohn's Reformation Symphony, in an overture by\nRaff, in the noble_Festouverture_ of Nicolai, and in Wagner's\nKaisermarsch; and is introduced with recurring emphasis in\nMeyerbeer's masterpiece of The Huguenots.\n\nIt is needless to say that the materials of this Birth-\nday Edition of Luther's Hymns and Tunes have been prepared in\nprofusion by the diligence of German scholars. But very\nthankful acknowledgments are also due to English translators,\nwho have made this work possible within the very scanty time\nallotted to it. Full credit is given in the table of contents\nfor the help derived from these various translators. But the\nexigencies of this volume were peculiarly severe, inasmuch as\nthe translation was to be printed over against the original,\nand also under the music. Not even Mr. Richard Massie's\ncareful work would always bear this double test; so that I\nhave found myself compelled, in most cases, to give up the\nattempt to follow any translation exactly; and in some\ninstances have reluctantly attempted a wholly new version.\nThe whole credit of the musical editorship belongs to my\naccomplished associate, Mr. Nathan H. Allen, without whose\nready resource and earnest labor the work would have been\nimpossible within the limits of time necessarily prescribed.\nIn the choice of harmonies for these ancient tunes, he has\nwisely preferred, in general, the arrangements of the older\nmasters. The critical musician will see, and will not\ncomplain, that the original modal structure of the melodies is\nsometimes affected by the harmonic treatment.\n\nAnd now the proper conclusion to this Introduction,\nwhich, like the rest of the volume, is in so slight a degree\nthe work of the editor, is to add the successive prefaces from\nthe pen of Luther which accompanied successive hymn-books\npublished during his life-time and under his supervision.\n\nLEONARD WOOLSEY BACON\n\n______________________________________________________\n\n1 Quoted in the _Christian Examiner_, 1860, p. 240; transcribed\nPhiladelphia, 1875.\n\n2 The popular impression that the hymn \"Ein' feste Burg\" was\nproduced in these circumstances is due, doubtless, to a\nparallel in the third stanza, to the famous saying imputed to\nLuther on the eve of the Diet of Worms: \"I'll go, be there as\nmany devils in the city as there be tiles on the roofs.\" The\ntime of its composition was in the year 1529, just before the\nDiet of Augsburg. If not written in his temporary refuge, the\nnoble \"Burg\" or \"Festung\" of Coburg, it must often have been\nsung there by him; and it was sung, says Merle d'Aubigne,\n\"during the Diet, not only at Augsburg, but in all the\nchurches of Saxony.\"\n\n3 This much-quoted phrase is from Richter. It is reported as an\nexpression of Melanchthon, looking on Luther's picture, _\"\nFulmina erant singula verba tua.\"_\n\n4 Merle d'Aubigne, History of the Reformation, Vol. III.\n\n5 This interesting and characteristic document was printed\nfirst in the _Syntagma Musicum_ of Michael Praetorius, many of\nwhose harmonies are to be found in this volume. It has been\nrepeatedly copied since. I take it from Rambach, \"Ueber D.\nMartin Luthers Verdienst um den Kirchengesang, oder\nDarstellung desjenigen was er als Liturg, als Liederdichter\nund Tonsetzer zur Verbesserung des oeffentlichen\nGottesdienstes geleistet hat. Hamburg, 1813.\"\n\n6 Quoted in Rambach, p. 215.\n\n7 In more than one of his cantatas, especially that for the\nReformationsfest.\n\n\n\nLuther's First Preface.\n\nTo the _\"Geystliche Gsangbuechlin, Erstlich zu Wittenberg, und\nvolgend durch Peter schoeffern getruckt, im jar_ m. d. xxv.\nAutore Ioanne Walthero.\"\n\nThat it is good, and pleasing to God, for us to sing\nspiritual songs is, I think, a truth whereof no Christian can\nbe ignorant; since not only the example of the prophets and\nkings of the Old Testament (who praised God with singing and\nmusic, poesy and all kind of stringed instruments) but also\nthe like practice of all Christendom from the beginning,\nespecially in respect to psalms, is well known to every one:\nyea, St. Paul doth also appoint the same (I Cor. xiv.) and\ncommand the Colossians, in the third chapter, to sing\nspiritual songs and psalms from the heart unto the Lord, that\nthereby the word of God and Christian doctrine be in every way\nfurthered and practiced.\n\nAccordingly, to make a good beginning and to encourage\nothers who can do it better, I have myself, with some others,\nput together a few hymns, in order to bring into full play the\nblessed Gospel, which by God's grace hath again risen: that we\nmay boast, as Moses doth in his song (Exodus xv.) that Christ\nis become our praise and our song, and that, whether we sing\nor speak, we may not know anything save Christ our Saviour, as\nSt. Paul saith (I Cor. ii).\n\nThese songs have been set in four parts, for no other\nreason than because I wished to provide our young people (who\nboth will and ought to be instructed in music and other\nsciences) with something whereby they might rid themselves of\namorous and carnal songs, and in their stead learn something\nwholesome, and so apply themselves to what is good with\npleasure, as becometh the young.\n\nBeside this, I am not of opinion that all sciences should\nbe beaten down and made to cease by the Gospel, as some\nfanatics pretend; but I would fain see all the arts, and music\nin particular, used in the service of Him who hath given and\ncreated them.\n\nTherefore I entreat every pious Christian to give a\nfavorable reception to these hymns, and to help forward my\nundertaking, according as God hath given him more or less\nability. The world is, alas, not so mindful and diligent to\ntrain and teach our poor youth, but that we ought to be\nforward in promoting the same. God grant us his grace. Amen.\n\n\nLuther's Second Preface.\n\nTo the Funeral Hymns: _\"Christliche Geseng, Lateinisch und\nDeudsch, zum Begrebnis. Wittemberg,_ Anno m. d. xlii.\"\n\nDR. MARTIN LUTHER TO THE CHRISTIAN READER.\nSt. Paul writes to the Thessalonians, that they should\nnot sorrow for the dead as others who have no hope, but should\ncomfort one another with God's word, as they who have a sure\nhope of life and of the resurrection of the dead.\nFor that they should sorrow who have no hope is not to be\nwondered at, nor indeed are they to be blamed for it, since,\nbeing shut out from the faith of Christ, they must either\nregard and love the present life only, and be loth to lose it,\nor after this life look for everlasting death and the wrath of\nGod in hell, and be unwilling to go thither.\n\nBut we Christians who from all this have been redeemed by\nthe precious blood of the Son of God, should exercise and wont\nourselves in faith to despise death, to look on it as a deep,\nsound, sweet sleep, the coffin no other than the bosom of our\nLord Christ, or paradise, the grave nought but a soft couch of\nrest; as indeed it is in the sight of God, as he saith in St.\nJohn, xi., \"our friend Lazarus sleepeth;\" Matthew ix., \"the\nmaid is not dead but sleepeth.\"\n\nIn like manner also St. Paul, I Cor. xv., doth put out of\nsight the unlovely aspect of death in our perishing body, and\nbring forward nought but the lovely and delightsome view of\nlife, when he saith: \"It is sown in corruption; it is raised\nin incorruption; it is sown in dishonor (that is, in a\nloathsome and vile form); it is raised in glory: it is sown in\nweakness; it is raised in power: it is sown a natural body; it\nis raised a spiritual body.\"\n\nAccordingly have we, in our churches, abolished, done\naway, and out-and-out made an end of the popish horrors, such\nas wakes, masses for the soul, obsequies, purgatory, and all\nother mummeries for the dead, and will no longer have our\nchurches turned into wailing-places and houses of mourning,\nbut, as the primitive Fathers called them, \"Cemeteries,\" that\nis, resting and sleeping places.\n\nWe sing, withal, beside our dead and over their graves,\nno dirges nor lamentations, but comforting songs of the\nforgiveness of sins, of rest, sleep, live and resurrection of\nthe departed believers, for the strengthening of our faith,\nand the stirring up of the people to a true devotion.\n\nFor it is meet and right to give care and honor to the\nburial of the dead, in a manner worthy of that blessed article\nof our creed, the resurrection of the dead, and to the spite\nof that dreadful enemy, death, who doth so shamefully and\ncontinually prey upon us, in every horrid way and shape.\nAccordingly, as we read, the holy patriarchs, Abraham,\nIsaac, Jacob, Joseph, and the rest, kept their burials with\ngreat pomp, and ordered them with much diligence; and\nafterwards the kings of Judah held splendid ceremonials over\nthe dead, with costly incense of all manner of precious herbs,\nthereby to hide the offense and shame of death, and\nacknowledge and glorify the resurrection of the dead, and so\nto comfort the weak in faith and the sorrowful.\nIn like manner, even down to this present, have\nChristians ever been wont to do honorably by the bodies and\nthe graves of the dead, decorating them, singing beside them\nand adorning them with monuments. Of all importance is that\ndoctrine of the resurrection, that we be firmly grounded\ntherein; for it is our lasting, blessed, eternal comfort and\njoy, against death, hell, the devil and all sorrow of heart.\nAs a good example of what should be used for this end, we\nhave taken the sweet music or melodies which under popish rule\nare in use at wakes, funerals and masses for the dead, some of\nwhich we have printed in this little book; and it is in our\nthought, as time shall serve, to add others to them, or have\nthis done by more competent hands. But we have set other words\nthereto, such as shall adorn our doctrine of the resurrection,\nnot that of purgatory with its pains and expiations, whereby\nthe dead may neither sleep nor rest. The notes and melodies\nare of great price; it were pity to let them perish; but the\nwords to them were unchristian and uncouth, so let these perish.\n\nIt is just as in other matters they do greatly excel us,\nhaving splendid rites of worship, magnificent convents and\nabbeys; but the preachings and doctrines heard therein do for\nthe most part serve the devil and dishonor God; who\nnevertheless is Lord and God over all the earth, and should\nhave of everything the fairest, best and noblest.\nLikewise have they costly shrines of gold and silver, and\nimages set with gems and jewels; but within are dead men's\nbones, as foul and corrupt as in any charnel-house. So also\nhave they costly vestments, chasubles, palliums, copes, hoods,\nmitres, but what are they that be clothed therewithal? slow-\nbellies, evil wolves, godless swine, persecuting and dishonoring\nthe word of God.Just in the same way have they much noble music,\nespecially in the abbeys and parish churches, used to adorn\nmost vile, idolatrous words. Wherefore we have undressed these\nidolatrous, lifeless, crazy words, stripping off the noble\nmusic, and putting it upon the living and holy word of God,\nwherewith to sing, praise and honor the same, that so the\nbeautiful ornament of music, brought back to its right use,\nmay serve its blessed Maker and his Christian people; so that\nhe shall be praised and glorified, and that we by his holy\nword impressed upon the heart with sweet songs, be builded up\nand confirmed in the faith. Hereunto help us God the Father,\nSon and Holy Ghost. Amen.\n\nYet is it not our purpose that these precise notes be\nsung in all the churches. Let each church keep its own notes\naccording to its book and use. For I myself do not listen with\npleasure in cases where the notes to a hymn or a _respon-\nsorium_ have been changed, and it is sung amongst us in\na different way from what I have been used to from my youth.\nThe main point is the correcting of the words, not of the music.\n\n[Then follow selections of Scripture recommended as suitable\nfor epitaphs.]\n\n\n\nLuther's Third Preface.\n\nTo the Hymn-book printed at Wittenberg by Joseph Klug, 1543.\nThere are certain who, by their additions to our hymns,\nhave clearly shown that they far excel me in this matter, and\nmay well be called my masters. But some, on the other hand,\nhave added little of value. And inasmuch as I see that there\nis no limit to this perpetual amending by every one\nindiscriminately according to his own liking, so that the\nearliest of our hymns are more perverted the more they are\nprinted, I am fearful that it will fare with this little book\nas it has ever fared with good books, that through tampering\nby incompetent hands it may get to be so overlaid and spoiled\nthat the good will be lost out of it, and nothing be kept in\nuse but the worthless.\n\nWe see in the first chapter of St. Luke that in the\nbeginning every one wanted to write a gospel, until among the\nmultitude of gospels the true Gospel was well-nigh lost. So\nhas it been with the works of St. Jerome and St. Augustine,\nand with many other books. In short, there will always be\ntares sown among the wheat.\n\nIn order as far as may be to avoid this evil, I have once\nmore revised this book, and put our own hymns in order by\nthemselves with name attached, which formerly I would not do\nfor reputation's sake, but am now constrained to do by\nnecessity, lest strange and unsuitable songs come to be sold\nunder our name. After these, are arranged the others, such as\nwe deem good and useful.\n\nI beg and beseech all who prize God's pure word that\nhenceforth without our knowledge and consent no further\nadditions or alterations be made in this book of ours; and\nthat when it is amended without our knowledge, it be fully\nunderstood to be not our book published at Wittenberg. Every\nman can for himself make his own hymn-book, and leave this of\nours alone without additions; as we here beg, beseech and\ntestify. For we like to keep our coin up to our own standard,\ndebarring no man from making better for himself. Now let God's\nname alone be praised, and our name not sought. Amen.\n\n\n\nLuther's Fourth Preface\n\nTo Valentine Bapst's Hymn-book, Leipzig, 1545.\nThe xcvi Psalm saith: \"Sing to the Lord a new song; sing\nto the Lord, all the earth.\" The service of God in the old\ndispensation, under the law of Moses, was hard and wearisome.\nMany and divers sacrifices had men to offer, of all that they\npossessed, both in house and in field, which the people, being\nidle and covetous, did grudgingly or for some temporal\nadvantage; as the prophet Malachi saith, chap. i., \"who is\nthere even among you that would shut the doors for naught?\nneither do ye kindle fires on my altars for naught.\" But where\nthere is such an idle and grudging heart there can be no\nsinging, or at least no singing of any good. Cheerful and\nmerry must we be in heart and mind, when we would sing.\nTherefore hath God suffered such idle and grudging service to\nperish, as he saith further: \"I have no pleasure in you, saith\nthe Lord of Hosts, neither will I accept an offering at your\nhand: for from the rising of the sun even to the going down of\nthe same, my name shall be great among the Gentiles; and in\nevery place incense shall be offered in my name and a pure\noffering; for my name shall be great among the heathen, saith\nthe Lord of Hosts.\"\n\nSo that now in the New Testament there is a better\nservice, whereof the psalm speaketh: \"Sing to the Lord a new\nsong; sing to the Lord all the earth.\" For God hath made our\nheart and mind joyful through his dear Son whom he hath given\nfor us to redeem us from sin, death and the devil. Who\nearnestly believes this cannot but sing and speak thereof with\njoy and delight, that others also may hear and come. But whoso\nwill not speak and sing thereof, it is a sign that he doth not\nbelieve it, and doth not belong to the cheerful New Testament\nbut to the dull and joyless Old Testament.\n\nTherefore it is well done on the part of the printers\nthat they are diligent to print good hymns, and make them\nagreeable to the people with all sorts of embellishments, that\nthey may be won to this joy in believing and gladly sing of\nit. And inasmuch as this edition of Valtin Bapst [Pope] is\nprepared in fine style, God grant that it may bring great hurt\nand damage to that Roman _Bapst_ who by his accursed,\nintolerable and abominable ordinances has brought nothing into\nthe world but wailing, mourning and misery. Amen.\nI must give notice that the song which is sung at funerals,\n\n\"Nun lasst uns den Leib begraben,\"\n\nwhich bears my name is not mine, and my name is henceforth not\nto stand with it. Not that I reject it, for I like it very\nmuch, and it was made by a good poet, Johannes Weis* by name,\nonly a little visionary about the Sacrament; but I will not\nappropriate to myself another man's work.\nAlso in the _De Profundis_, read thus:\n\nDes muss _dich_ fuerchten jedermann.\n\nEither by mistake or of purpose this is printed in most books\n\nDes muss _sich_ fuerchten jedermann.\n\n_Ut timearis_. The Hebrew reading is as in Matthew xv.: \"In\nvain do they fear me teaching doctrines of men.\"  See also\nPsalms xiv. and liii.: \"They call not on the Lord; there\nfeared they where no fear was.\" That is, they may have much\nshow of humiliation and bowing and bending in worship where I\nwill have no worship. Accordingly this is the meaning in the\nplace: Since forgiveness of sins is nowhere else to be found\nbut only with thee, so must they let go all idolatry,  and\ncome with a willing heart bowing and bending before thee,\ncreeping up to the cross, and have thee alone in honor, and\ntake refuge in thee, and serve thee, as living by thy grace\nand not by their own righteousness, etc.\n\n*Luther's mistake for _Michael Weysse_, author of a Moravian\nhymn-book of 1531.\n\n\n\nA Preface to All Good Hymn-Books.\nBy Dr. Martin Luther.\n\nFrom Joseph Klug's Hymn-Book, Wittenberg, 1543.\n\n_Lady Musick Speaketh._\n\nOf all the joys that are on earth\nIs none more dear nor higher worth,\nThan what in my sweet songs is found\nAnd instruments of various sound.\n\nWhere friends and comrades sing in tune,\nAll evil passions vanish soon;\nHate, anger, envy, cannot stay,\nAll gloom and heartache melt away;\nThe lust of wealth, the cares that cling,\nAre all forgotten while we sing.\n\nFreely we take our joy herein,\nFor this sweet pleasure is no sin,\nBut pleaseth God far more, we know,\nThan any joys the world can show;\nThe Devil's work it doth impede,\nAnd hinders many a deadly deed.\n\nSe fared it with King Saul of old;\nWhen David struck his harp of gold,\nSo sweet and clear its tones rang out,\nSaul's murderous thoughts were put to rout.\n\nThe heart grows still when I am heard,\nAnd opens to God's Truth and Word;\nSo are we by Elisha taught,\nWho on the harp the Spirit sought.\n\nThe best time of the year is mine,\nWhen all the little birds combine\nTo sing until the earth and air\nAre filled with sweet sounds everywhere;\nAnd most the tender nightingale\nMakes joyful every wood and dale,\nSinging her love-song o'er and o'er,\nFor which we thank her evermore.\n\nBut yet more thanks are due from us\nTo the dear Lord who made her thus,\nA singer apt to touch the heart,\nMistress of all my dearest art.\nTo God she sings by night and day,\nUnwearied, praising Him alway;\nHim I, too, laud in every song,\nTo whom all thanks and praise belong.\n\n_Translation by_ CATHARINE WINKWORTH.\n\n\n\nA Warning by Dr. Martin Luther.\n\nViel falscher Meister itzt Lieder tichten\nSihe dich fuer und lern sie recht richten\nWo Gott hin bawet sein Kirch und sein wort\nDa will der Cenfel sein mit trug und mord.\n\n_Wittenberg,_ 1543; _Leipzig,_ 1545\n\nFalse masters now abound, who songs indite;\nBeware of them, and learn to judge them right:\nWhere God builds up his Church and Word, hard by\nSatan is found with murder and a lie.\n\n_Translation by_ R. MASSIE\n\n\n\nI. Nun freut euch, lieben Christen g'mein.\nDear Christians, one and all rejoice.\n\n_A Song of Thanksgiving for the great Benefits\nwhich God in Christ has mainifested to us._\n\nFIRST MELODY, _Wittenberg,_ 1524. _Harmony by_\nH. SCHEIN, 1627. SECOND MELODY, _Wittenberg,_\n1535. _Harmony by_ M. PRAETORIUS, 1610.\n\n1. Dear Christians, one and all rejoice,\nWith exultation springing,\nAnd with united heart and voice\nAnd holy rapture singing,\nProclaim the wonders God hath done,\nHow his right arm the victory won;\nRight dearly it hath cost him.\n\n2. Fast bound in Satan's chains I lay,\nDeath brooded darkly o'er me;\nSin was my torment night and day,\nTherein my mother bore me.\nDeeper and deeper still I fell,\nLife was become a living hell,\nSo firmly sin possessed me.\n\n3. My good works could avail me naught,\nFor they with sin were stained;\nFree-will against God's judgment fought,\nAnd dead to good remained.\nGrief drove me to despair, and I\nHad nothing left me but to die,\nTo hell I fast was sinking.\n\n4. God saw, in his eternal grace,\nMy sorrow out of measure;\nHe thought upon his tenderness-\nTo save was his good pleasure.\nHe turn'd to me a Father's heart-\nNot small the cost - to heal my smart\nHe have his best and dearest.\n\n5. He spake to his beloved Son:\n'Tis time to take compassion;\nThen go, bright jewel of my crown,\nAnd bring to man salvation;\nFrom sin and sorrow set him free,\nSlay bitter death for him, that he\nMay live with thee forever.\n\n6. The Son delighted to obey,\nAnd born of Virgin mother,\nAwhile on this low earth did stay\nThat he might be my brother.\nHis mighty power he hidden bore,\nA servant's form like mine he wore,\nTo bind the devil captive.\n\n7. To me he spake: cling fast to me,\nThou'lt win a triumph worthy;\nI wholly give myself for thee;\nI strive and wrestle for thee;\nFor I am thine, thou mine also;\nAnd where I am thou art. The foe\nShall never more divide us.\n\n8. For he shall shed my precious blood,\nMe of my life bereaving;\nAll this I suffer for thy good;\nBe steadfast and believing.\nMy life from death the day shall win,\nMy righteousness shall bear thy sin,\nSo art thou blest forever.\n\n9. Now to my Father I depart,\nFrom earth to heaven ascending;\nThence heavenly wisdom to impart,\nThe Holy Spirit sending.\nHe shall in trouble comfort thee,\nTeach thee to know and follow me,\nAnd to the truth conduct thee.\n\n10. What I have done and taught, do thou\nTo do and teach endeavor;\nSo shall my kingdom flourish now,\nAnd God be praised forever.\nTake heed lest men with base alloy\nThe heavenly treasure should destroy.\nThis counsel I bequeath thee.\n\n\n1. Nun freut euch, lieben Christen g'mein,\nUnd lasst uns froehlich springen,\nDass wir getrost und all in ein\nMit Lust und Liebe singen:\nWas Gott an uns gewendet hat,\nUnd seine suesse Wunderthat,\nGar theur hat er's erworben.\n\n2. Dem Teufel ich gefangen lag,\nIm Tod war ich verloren,\nMein' Suend' mich quaelet Nacht und Tag,\nDarin war ich geboren,\nIch fiel auch immer tiefer d'rein,\nEs war kein gut's am Leben mein,\nDie Suend' hat mich besessen.\n\n3. Mein' gute Werk' die galten nicht,\nEs war mit ihm verdorben;\nDer frei Will' hasset Gottes G'richt,\nEr war zum Gut'n erstorben;\nDie Angst mich zu verzweifeln trieb,\nDass nichts denn Sterben bei mir blieb,\nZur Hoelle musst ich sinken.\n\n4. Da jammert's Gott in Ewigkeit\nMein Elend ueber Massen,\nEr dacht' an sein' Barmherzigkeit,\nEr wollt' mir helfen lassen;\nEr wandt' zu mir das Vaterherz,\nEs war bei ihm fuerwahr kein Scherz,\nEr liess sein Bestes kosten.\n\n5. Er sprach zu seinem lieben Sohn:\nDie Zeit ist hier zu 'rbarmen,\nFahr' hin mein's Herzens werthe Kron'\nUnd sei das Heil dem Armen,\nUnd hilf ihm aus der Suenden Noth,\nErwuerg' fuer ihn den bittern Tod\nUnd lass' ihn mit dir leben.\n\n6. Der Sohn dem Vater g'horsam ward,\nEr kam zu mir auf Erden,\nVon einer Jungfrau rein und zart,\nEr sollt' mein Bruder werden.\nGar heimlich fuehrt er sein' Gewalt,\nEr ging in meiner armen G'stalt,\nDen Teufel wollt' er fangen.\n\n7. Er sprach zu mir: halt' dich an mich,\nEs soll dir jetzt gelingen,\nIch geb' mich selber ganz fuer dich,\nDa will ich fuer dich ringen;\nDenn ich bin dein und du bist mein,\nUnd wo ich bleib', da sollst du sein,\nUns soll der Feind nicht scheiden.\n\n8. Vergiessen wird er mir mein Blut,\nDazu mein Leben rauben,\nDas leid' ich alles dir zu gut,\nDas halt' mit festem Glauben.\nDen Tod vorschlingt das Leben mein,\nMein' Unschuld traegt die Suende dein,\nDa bist du selig worden.\n\n9. Gen Himmel zu dem Vater mein\nFahr' ich von diesem Leben,\nDa will ich sein der Meister dein,\nDen Geist will ich dir geben,\nDer dich in Truebniss troesten soll\nUnd lehren mich erkennen wohl,\nUnd in der Wahrheit leiten.\n\n10. Was ich gethan hab' und gelehrt,\nDas sollst du thun und lehren,\nDamit das Reich Gott's werd' gemehrt\nZu Lob' und seinen Ehren;\nUnd huet' dich vor der Menschen G'sats,\nDavon verdirbt der edle Schatz,\nDas lass' ich dir zur Letze.\n\n\n\nII. Ach Gott, vom Himmel sieh' darein.\nLook down, O Lord, from Heaven behold.\n\nPsalm XII. -_\"Salvum me fac, Domine.\"_\n\nFIRST MELODY, _Wittenberg,_ 1524. _Harmony by_\nA. HAUPT, 1869.\nSECOND MELODY, _Wittenberg,_ 1543. _Harmony by_\nA. HAUPT, 1869.\n\n1. Look down, O Lord, from heaven behold,\nAnd let thy pity waken!\nHow few the flock within thy fold,\nNeglected and forsaken!\nAlmost thou'lt seek for faith in vain,\nAnd those who should thy truth maintain\nThy Word from us have taken.\n\n2. With frauds which they themselves invent\nThy truth they have confounded;\nTheir hearts are not with one consent\nOn thy pure doctrine grounded;\nAnd, whilst they gleam with outward show,\nThey lead thy people to and fro,\nIn error's maze astounded.\n\n3. God surely will uproot all those\nWith vain deceits who store us,\nWith haughty tongue who God oppose,\nAnd say, \"Who'll stand before us?\nBy right or might we will prevail;\nWhat we determine cannot fail,\nFor who can lord it o'er us?\"\n\n4. For this, saith God, I will arise,\nThese wolves my flock are rending;\nI've heard my people's bitter sighs\nTo heaven my throne ascending:\nNow will I up, and set at rest\nEach weary soul by fraud opprest,\nThe poor with might defending.\n\n5. The silver seven times tried is pure\nFrom all adulteration;\nSo, through God's word, shall men endure\nEach trial and temptation:\nIts worth gleams brighter through the cross,\nAnd, purified from human dross,\nIt shines through every nation.\n\n6. Thy truth thou wilt preserve, O Lord,\nFrom this vile generation;\nMake us to lean upon thy word,\nWith calm anticipation.\nThe wicked walk on every side\nWhen, 'mid thy flock, the vile abide\nIn power and exaltation.\n\n\n1. Ach Gott, vom Himmel sieh' darein\nUnd lass' dich des erbarmen,\nWie wenig sind der Heil'gen dein,\nVerlassen sind wir Armen:\nDein Wort man laesst nicht haben wahr,\nDer Glaub' ist auch verloschen gar\nBei allen Menschenkindern.\n\n2. Sie lehren eitel falsche List,\nWas eigen Witz erfindet,\nIhr Herz nicht eines Sinnes ist\nn Gottes Wort gegruendet;\nDer waehlet dies, der Ander das,\nSie trennen uns ohn' alle Maas\nUnd gleissen schoen von aussen.\n\n3. Gott woll' ausrotten alle Lahr,\nDie falschen Schein uns lehren;\nDazu ihr' Zung' stolz offenbar\nSpricht: Trotz, wer will's uns wehren?\nWir haben Recht und Macht allein,\nWas wir setzen das gilt gemein,\nWer ist der uns soll meistern?\n\n4. Darum spricht Gott, Ich muss auf sein,\nDie Armen sind verstoeret,\nIhr Seufzen dringt zu mir herein,\nIch hab' ihr' Klag' erhoeret.\nMein heilsam Wort soll auf dem Plan,\nGetrost und frisch sie greifen an\nUnd sein die Kraft der Armen.\n\n5. Das Silber durch's Feuer siebenmal\nBewaehrt, wird lauter funden:\nAm Gottes Wort man warten soll\nDesgleichen alle Stunden:\nEs will durch's Kreuz bewaehret sein,\nDa wird sein' Kraft erkannt und Schein\nUnd leucht't stark in die Lande.\n\n6. Das wollst du, Gott, bewahren rein\nFuer deisem argen G'schlechte,\nUnd lass uns dir befohlen sein,\nDas sich's in uns nicht flechte,\nDer gottlos' Hauf' sich umher findt,\nWo diese lose Leute sind\nIn deinem Volk erhaben.\n\n\n\nIII. Es spricht der Unweisen Mund wohl.\nThe Mouth of Fools doth God confess.\n\nPSALM XIV.-_\"Dixit insipiens in corde suo, Non est Deus.\"_\n\nMELODY, _Wittenberg,_ 1525. _Harmony by_\nM. PRAETORIUS, 1610.\n\n1. The mouth of fools doth God confess,\nBut while their lips draw nigh him\nTheir heart is full of wickedness,\nAnd all their deeds deny him.\nCorrupt are they, and every one\nAbominable deeds hath done;\nThere is not one well-doer.\n\nThe Lord looked down from his high tower\nOn all mankind below him,\nTo see if any owned his power,\nAnd truly sought to know him;\nWho all their understanding bent\nTo search his holy word, intent\nTo do his will in earnest.\n\n3. But none there was who walked with God,\nFor all aside had slidden,\nDelusive paths of folly trod,\nAnd followed lusts forbidden;\nNot one there was who practiced good,\nAnd yet they deemed, in haughty mood,\nTheir deeds must surely please him.\n\n4. How long, by folly blindly led,\nWill ye oppress the needy,\nAnd eat my people up like bread?\nSo fierce are ye, and greedy!\nn God they put no trust at all,\nNor will on him in trouble call,\nBut be their own providers.\n\n5. Therefore their heart is never still,\nA falling leaf dismays them;\nGod is with him who doth his will,\nWho trusts him and obeys Him;\nBut ye the poor man's hope despise,\nAnd laugh at him, e'en when he cries,\nThat God is his sure comfort.\n\n6. Who shall to Israel's outcast race\nFrom Zion bring salvation?\nGod will himself at length show grace,\nAnd loose the captive nation;\nThat will he do by Christ their King;\nLet Jacob then be glad and sing,\nAnd Israel be joyful.\n\n\n1. Es spricht der Unweisen Mund wohl:\nDen rechten Gott wir meinen;\nDoch ist ihr Herz Unglaubens voll,\nMit That sie ihn verneinen.\nIhr Wesen ist verderbet zwar,\nFuer Gott ist es ein Graeuel gar,\nEs thut ihr'r Keiner kein gut.\n\n2. Gott selbst vom Himmel sah herab\nAuf aller Menschen Kinder,\nZu schauen sie er fich begab,\nOb er Jemand wird finden,\nDer sein'n Verstand gerichtet haett\nMit Ernst, nach Gottes Worten thaet\nUnd fragt nach seinem Willen.\n\n3. Da war Niemand auf rechter Bahn,\nSie war'n all' ausgeschritten;\nEin Jeder ging nach seinem Wahn\nUnd hielt verlor'ne Sitten.\nEs that ihm Keiner doch kein gut,\nWie wohl gar viel betrog der Muth,\nIhr Thun sollt' Gott gefallen.\n\n4. Wie lang wollen unwissend sein\nDie solche Mueh aufladen,\nUnd fressen dafuer das Volk mein\nUnd naehr'n sich mit sei'm Schaden?\nEs steht ihr Trauen nicht auf Gott,\nSie rufen ihm nicht in der Noth,\nSie woll'n sich selbst versorgen.\n\n5. Darum ist ihr Herz nimmer still\nUnd steht allzeit in Forchten;\nGott bei den Frommen bleiben will,\nDem sie mit Glauben g'horchen.\nIhr aber schmaeht des Armen Rath,\nUnd hoehnet alles, was er sagt,\nDass Gott sein Trost ist worden.\n\n6. Wer soll Israel dem Armen\nZu Zion Heil erlangen?\nGott wird sich sein's Volk's erbarmen\nUnd loesen, sie gefangen.\nDas wird er thun durch seinen Sohn,\nDavon wird Jakob Wonne ha'n\nUnd Israel sich freuen.\n\n\n\nIV. Aus tiefer Noth schrei' ich zu dir.\nOut of the deep I cry to thee.\n\nPSALM CXXX.-_\"De profundis clamavi ad te.\"_\n\nFIRST MELODY, 1525. _Harmonized by_ JOH. SEB. BACH.\nSECOND MELODY, 1544. _Harmonized by_ A. HAUPT, 1869.\n\n1. Out of the deep I cry to thee;\nO Lord God, hear my crying:\nIncline thy gracious ear to me,\nWith prayer to thee applying.\nFor if thou fix thy searching eye\nOn all sin and iniquity,\nWho, Lord, can stand before thee?\n\n2. But love and grace with thee prevail,\nO God, our sins forgiving;\nThe holiest deeds can naught avail\nOf all before thee living.\nBefore thee none can boast him clear;\nTherefore must each thy judgment fear,\nAnd live on thy compassion.\n\n3. For this, my hope in God shall rest,\nNaught building on my merit;\nMy heart confides, of him possest,\nHis goodness stays my spirit.\nHis precious word assureth me;\nMy solace, my sure rock is he,\nWhereon my soul abideth.\n\n4. And though I wait the livelong night\nAnd till the morn returneth,\nMy heart undoubting trusts his might\nNor in impatience mourneth.\nBorn of his Spirit, Israel\nIn the right way thus fareth well,\nAnd on his God reposeth.\n\n5. What though our sins are manifold?\nSupreme his mercy reigneth;\nNo limit can his hand withhold,\nWhere evil most obtaineth.\nHe the good Shepherd is alone,\nWho Israel will redeem and won,\nForgiving all transgression.\n\n\n1.Aus tiefer Noth schrei' ich zu dir,\nHerr Gott, erhoer' mein Rufen,\nDein gnaedig' Ohren kehr zu mir,\nUnd meiner Bitt' sie oeffnen.\nDenn so du willst das sehen an,\nWas Suend' und Unrecht ist gethan,\nWer kann, Herr, vor dir bleiben?\n\n2. Bei dir gilt nichts denn Gnad' und Gunst\nDie Suende zu vergeben.\nEs ist doch unser Thun umsonst,\nAuch in dem besten Leben.\nVor dir Niemand sich ruehmen kann,\nDes muss dich fuerchten Jedermann\nUnd deiner Gnade Ieben.\n\n3. Darum auf Gott will hoffen ich,\nAuf mein Verdienst nicht bauen,\nAuf ihn mein Herz soll lassen sich,\nUnd seiner Guete trauen,\nDie mir zusagt sein werthes Wort,\nDas ist mein Trost und treuer Hort,\nDes will ich allzeit harren.\n\n4. Und ob es waehrt bis in die Nacht\nUnd wieder an den Morgen,\nDoch soll mein Herz an Gottes Macht\nVerzweifeln nicht noch sorgen,\nSo thu' Israel rechter Art,\nDer aus dem Geist erzeuget ward,\nUnd seines Gott's erharre.\n\n5. Ob bei uns ist der Suenden viel,\nBei Gott ist viel mehr Gnaden;\nSein' Hand zu helfen hat kein Ziel,\nWie gross auch sei der Schaden.\nEr ist allein der gute Hirt,\nDer Israel erloe en wird\nAus seinen Suenden allen.\n\n\n\n\n\n\nV. Ein neues Lied wir heben an.\nBy help of God I fain would tell.\n\nA Song of the Two Christian Martyrs burnt at Brussels by\nthe Sophists of Louvain in the year MDXXII [July 1, 1523].\n\nMELODY, 1525. _Harmony by_ M. PRAETORIUS, 1610.\n\n1. By help of God I fain would tell\nA new and wondrous story,\nAnd sing a marvel that befell\nTo his great praise and glory.\nAt Brussels in the Netherlands\nHe hath his banner lifted,\nTo show his wonders by the hands\nOf two youths, highly gifted\nWith rich and heavenly graces.\n\n2. One of these youths was called John,\nAnd Henry was the other;\nRich in the grace of God was one,\nA Christian true his brother.\nFor God's dear Word they shed their blood,\nAnd from the world departed\nLike bold and pious sons of God;\nFaithful and lion-hearted,\nThey won the crown of martyrs.\n\n3. The old Arch-fiend did them immure,\nTo terrify them seeking;\nThey bade them God's dear Word abjure,\nAnd fain would stop their speaking.\nFrom Louvain many Sophists came,\nDeep versed in human learning,\nGod's Spirit foiled them at their game\nTheir pride to folly turning.\nThey could not but be losers.\n\n4. They spake them fair, they spake them foul,\nTheir sharp devices trying.\nLike rocks stood firm each brave young soul\nThe Sophists' art defying.\nThe enemy waxed fierce in hate,\nAnd for their life-blood thirsted;\nHe fumed and chafed that one so great\nShould by two babes be worsted,\nAnd straightway sought to burn them.\n\n5. Their monkish garb from them they take,\nAnd gown of ordination;\nThe youths a cheerful Amen spake,\nAnd showed no hesitation.\nThey thanked their God that by his aid\nThey now had been denuded\nOf Satan's mock and masquerade,\nWhereby he had deluded\nThe world with false pretences.\n\n6. Thus by the power of grace they were\nTrue priests of God's own making,\nWho offered up themselves e'en there,\nChrist's holy orders taking;\nDead to the world, they cast aside\nHypocrisy's sour leaven,\nThat penitent and justified\nThey might go clean to heaven,\nAnd leave all monkish follies.\n\n7. They then were told that they must read\nA note which was dictated;\nThey straightway wrote their fate and creed,\nAnd not one jot abated.\nNow mark their heresy! \"We must\nIn God be firm believers;\nIn mortal men not put our trust,\nFor they are all deceivers;\"\nFor this they must be burned!\n\n8. Two fires were lit; the youths were brought,\nBut all were seized with wonder\nTo see them set the flames at naught,\nAnd stood as struck with thunder.\nWith joy they came in sight of all,\nAnd sang aloud God's praises;\nThe Sophists' courage waxed small\nBefore such wondrous traces\nOf God's almighty finger.\n\n9. The scandal they repent, and would\nRight gladly gloss it over;\nThey dare not boast their deed of blood,\nBut seek the stain to cover.\nThey feel the shame within their breast,\nAnd charge therewith each other;\nBut now the Spirit cannot rest,\nFor Abel 'gainst his brother\nDoth cry aloud for vengeance.\n\n10. Their ashes will not rest; would-wide\nThey fly through every nation.\nNo cave nor grave, no turn nor tide,\nCan hide th'abomination.\nThe voices which with cruel hands\nThey put to silence living,\nAre heard, though dead, throughout all lands\nTheir testimony giving,\nAnd loud hosannas singing.\n\n11. From lies to lies they still proceed,\nAnd feign forthwith a story\nTo color o'er the murderous deed;\nTheir conscience pricks them sorely.\nThese saints of God e'en after death\nThey slandered, and asserted\nThe youths had with their latest breath\nConfessed and been converted,\nTheir heresy renouncing.\n\n12. Then let them still go on and lie,\nThey cannot win a blessing;\nAnd let us thank God heartily,\nHis Word again possessing.\nSummer is even at our door,\nThe winter now has vanished,\nThe tender flowerets spring once more,\nAnd he, who winter banished,\nWill send a happy summer.\n\n\n1. Ein neues Lied wir heben an,\nDas walt' Gott unser Herre,\nZu singen was Gott hat gethan\nZu seinem Lob und Ehre.\nZu Bruessel in dem Niederland\nWohl durch zween junge Knaben\nHat er sein Wunder g'macht bekannt,\nDie er mit seinen Gaben\nSo reichlich hat gezieret.\n\n2. Der Erst' recht wohl Johannes heisst,\nSo reich an Gottes Hulden;\nSein Bruder Heinrich nach dem Geist,\nEin rechter Christ ohn' Schulden.\nVon dieser Welt geschieden sind,\nSie ha'n die Kron' erworben,\nRecht wie die frommen Gottes Kind\nFuer sein Wort sind gestorben,\nSein' Maert'rer sind sie worden.\n\n3. Der alte Feind sie fangen liess,\nErschreckt sie lang mit Draeuen,\nDas Wort Gott man sie lenken hiess,\nMit List auch wollt' sie taeuben,\nVon Loewen der Sophisten viel,\nMit ihrer Kunst verloren,\nVersammelt er zu diesem Spiel;\nDer Geist sie macht zu Thoren,\nSie konnten nichts gewinnen.\n\n4. Sie sungen suess, sie sungen sau'r,\nVersuchten manche Listen;\nDie Knaben standen wie ein' Mau'r,\nVeracht'ten die Sophisten.\nDen alten Feind das sehr verdross,\nDass er war ueberwunden\nVon solchen Jungen, er so gross;\nEr ward voll Zorn von Stunden,\nGedacht' sie zu verbrennen.\n\n5. Sie raubten ihn'n das Klosterkleid,\nDie Weih' sie ihn'n auch nahmen;\nDie Knaben waren des bereit,\nSie sprachen froehlich: Amen!\nSie dankten ihrem Vater, Gott,\nDass sie los sollten werden\nDes Teufels Larvenspiel und Spott,\nDarin durch falsche Berden\nDie Welt er gar betreuget.\n\n6. Da schickt Gott durch sein Gnad' also,\nDass sie recht Priester worden:\nSich selbst ihm mussten opfern da\nUnd geh'n im Christen Orden,\nDer Welt ganz abgestorben sein,\nDie Heuchelei ablegen,\nZum Himmel kommen frei und rein,\nDie Moencherei ausfegen\nUnd Menschen Tand hie lassen.\n\n7. Man schrieb ihn'n fuer ein Brieflein klein,\nDas hiess man sie selbst lesen,\nDie Stueck' sie zeigten alle drein,\nWas ihr Glaub' war gewesen.\nDer huechste Irrthum dieser war:\nMan muss allein Gott glauben,\nDer Mensch leugt und treugt immerdar,\nDem soll man nichts vertrauen;\nDess mussten sie verbrennen.\n\n8. Zwei grosse Feur sie zuend'ten an,\nDie Knaben sie her brachten,\nEs nahm gross Wunder Jedermann,\nDass sie solch' Pein veracht'ten,\nMit Freuden sie sich gaben drein,\nMit Gottes Lob und Singen,\nDer Muth ward den Sophisten klein\nFuer diesen neuen Dingen,\nDa sich Gott liess so merken.\n\n9. Der Schimpf sie nun gereuet hat,\nSie wollten's gern schoen machen;\nSie thuern nicht ruehmen sich der That\nSie bergen fast die Sachen,\nDie Schand' im Herzen beisset sie\nUnd klagen's ihr'n Genossen,\nDoch kann der Geist nicht schweigen hie:\nDes Habels Blut vergossen,\nEs muss den Kain melden.\n\n10. Die Aschen will nicht lassen ab,\nSie staeubt in allen Landen;\nHie hilft kein Bach, Loch, Grub' noch Grab,\nSie macht den Feind zu Schanden.\nDie er im Leben durch den Mord\nZu schweigen hat gedrungen,\nDie muss er todt an allem Ort\nMit aller Stimm' und Zungen\nGar froehlich lassen singen.\n\n11. Noch lassen sie ihr Luegen nicht,\nDen grossen Mord zu schmuecken,\nSie gehen fuer ein falsch Gedicht,\nIhr G'wissen thut sie druecken,\nDie Heil'gen Gott's auch nach dem Tod\nVon ihn'n gelaestert werden,\nSie sagen: in der lessten Noth\nDie Knaben noch auf Erden\nSich sollen ha'n umkehret.\n\n12. Die lass man luegen immerhin,\nSie haben's keinen Frommen,\nWir sollen danken Gott darin,\nSein Wort ist wiederkommen.\nDer Sommer ist hart fuer der Thuer\nDer Winter ist vergangen,\nDie zarten Bluemlein geh'n herfuer:\nDer das hat angefangen,\nDer wird es wohl vollenden.\n\n\n\nVI. Nun komm, der Heiden Heiland.\n Saviour of the heathen, known.\n\n_From the Ambrosian Christmas Hymn, \"Veni,\nRedemptor, Gentium.\"_\n\n_Melody derived from the Ambrosian original, 1525.\nHarmony from \"The Choral Book for England,\" by_\nWM. STERNDALE BENNETT _and_ OTTO\nGOLDSCHMIDT, 1865.\n\n1. Saviour of the heathen, known\nAs the promised virgin's Son;\nCome thou wonder of the earth,\nGod ordained thee such a birth.\n\n2. Not of flesh and blood the son,\nOffspring of the Holy One,\nBorn of Mary ever-blest,\nGod in flesh is manifest.\n\n3. Cherished is the Holy Child\nBy the mother undefiled;\nIn the virgin, full of grace,\nGod has made his dwelling-place.\n\n4. Lo! he comes! the Lord of all\nLeaves his bright and royal hall;\nGod and man, with giant force,\nHastening to run his course.\n\n5. To the Father whence he came\nHe returns with brighter fame;\nDown to hell he goes alone,\nThen ascends to God's high throne.\n\n6. Thou, the Father's equal, win\nVictory in the flesh o'er sin;\nSo shall man, though weak and frail;\nBy the indwelling God prevail.\n\n7. On thy lowly manger night\nSheds a pure unwonted light;\nDarkness must not enter here,\nFaith abides in sunshine clear.\n\n8. Praise be to the Father done,\nPraise be to the only Son,\nPraises to the Spirit be,\nNow and to eternity.\n\n\n1. Nun komm, der Heiden Heiland,\nDer Jungfrauen Kind erkannt,\nDass sich wunder alle Welt,\nGott solch' Geburt ihm bestellt.\n\n2. Nicht von Mann's Blut noch von Fleisch,\nAllein von dem heil'gen Geist\nIst Gott's Wort worden ein Mensch,\nUnd blueht ein Frucht Weibes Fleisch.\n\n3. Der Jungfrau Leib schwanger ward\nDoch blieb Keuschheit rein bewahrt,\nLeucht herfuer manch Tugend schon,\nGott da war in seinem Thron.\n\n4. Er ging aus der Kammer sein,\nDem koen'glichen Saal so rein,\nGott von Art und Mensch ein Held\nSein'n Weg er zu laufen eilt.\n\n5. Sein Lauf kam vom Vater her\nUnd kehrt wieder zum Vater,\nFuhr hinunter zu der Hoell'\nUnd wieder zu Gottes Stuhl.\n\n6. Der du bist dem Vater gleich,\nFuehr hinaus den Sieg im Fleisch,\nDass dein ewig Gottes G'walt\nIn uns das krank Fleisch enthalt.\n\n7. Dein' Krippen glaenzt hell und klar,\nDie Nacht giebt ein neu Licht dar,\nDunkel muss nicht kommen d'rein\nDer Glaub' bleibt immer im Schein.\n\n8. Lob sei Gott dem Vater g'than,\nLob sei Gott dem ein'gen Sohn,\nLob sei Gott dem heil'gen Geist,\nImmer und in Ewigkeit.\n\n\n\nVII. Christum wir sollen loben schon.\nNow praise we Christ, the Holy One.\n\n_From the Hymn \"A solis ortus cardine.\"_\n_The Original Latin Melody. Harmony by_ M. PRAETORIUS, 1609.\n\n1. Now praise we Christ, the Holy One,\nThe spotless virgin Mary's Son,\nFar as the blessed sun doth shine,\nE'en to the world's remote confine.\n\n2. He, who himself all things did make,\nA servant's form vouchsafed to take,\nThat He as man mankind might win,\nAnd save His creatures from their sin.\n\n3. The grace of God, th'Almighty Lord,\nOn the chaste mother was outpoured;\nA virgin pure and undefiled\nIn wondrous wise conceived a child.\n\n4. The holy maid became th' abode\nAnd temple of the living God;\nAnd she, who knew not man, was blest\nWith God's own Word made manifest.\n\n5. The noble mother bare a Son,\nFor so did Gabriel's promise run,\nWhom John confest and leapt with joy,\nEre yet the mother knew her boy.\n\n6. In a rude manger, stretched on hay,\nIn poverty content he lay;\nWith milk was fed the Lord of all,\nWho feeds the ravens when they call.\n\n7. Th' angelic choir rejoice, and raise\nTheir voice to God in songs of praise;\nTo humble shepherds is proclaimed\nThe Shepherd who the world hath framed.\n\n8. Honor to thee, O Christ, be paid,\nPure offspring of a holy maid,\nWith Father and with Holy Ghost,\nTill time in time's abyss be lost.\n\n\n1. Christum wir sollen loben schon\nDer reinen Magd Marien Sohn,\nSo weit die liebe Sonne leucht't\nUnd an aller Welt Ende reicht.\n\n2. Der selig Schoepfer aller Ding'\nZog an ein's Knechtes Leib gering,\nDass er das Fleisch durch's Fleisch erwuerb',\nUnd sein Geschoepf nicht all's verdueb'.\n\n3. Die goettlich Gnad' vom Himmel gross\nSich in die keusche Mutter goss;\nEin Maegdlein trug ein heimlich Pfand,\nDas der Natur war unbekannt.\n\n4. Das zuechtig Haus des Herzens zart\nGar bald ein Tempel Gottes ward,\nDie kein Mann ruehret noch erkannt',\nVon Gott's Wort man sie schwanger fand.\n\n5. Die edle Mutter hat gebor'n,\nDen Gabriel verhiess zuvorn,\nDen Sanct Johann's mit Springen zeigt,\nDa er noch lag im Mutter Leib.\n\n6. Er lag im Heu mit Armuth gross,\nDie Krippen hart ihn nicht verdross,\nEs ward ein klein Milch sein Speis',\nDer nie kein Voeglein hungern liess.\n\n7. Des Himmels Choer' sich freuen drob,\nUnd die Engel singen Gott Lob,\nDen armen Hirten wird vermeld't\nDer Hirt und Schoepfer aller Welt.\n\n8. Lob, Ehr und Dank sei dir gesagt,\nChriste gebor'n von reinen Magd,\nMit Vater und dem heil'gen Geist\nVon nun an bis in Ewigkeit!\n\n\n\nVIII. Gelobet sei'st du, Jesu Christ.\n       All praise to Jesus' hallowed Name.\n\n_The first stanza an ancient German Christmas Hymn. Six\nstanzas added by Luther._\n\n_Ancient German Melody, in Walter, _ 1525. _Harmony by_\nA. HAUPT, 1869.\n\n1. All praise to Jesus' hallowed name\nWho of virgin pure became\nTrue man for us! The angels sing\nAs the glad news to earth they bring.\nHallelujah!\n\n2.Th' eternal Father's only Son\nFor a manger leaves his throne.\nDisguised in our poor flesh and blood\nSee now the everlasting Good.\nHallelujah!\n\n3. He whom the world could not inwrap\nYonder lies in Mary's lap;\nHe is become an infant small,\nWho by his might upholdeth all.\nHallelujah!\n4. Th' eternal Light, come down from heaven,\nHath to us new sunshine given;\nIt shineth in the midst of night,\nAnd maketh us the sons of light.\nHallelujah!\n\n5. The Father's Son, God everblest,\nIn the world became a guest;\nHe leads us from this vale of tears,\nAnd makes us in his kingdom heirs.\nHallelujah!\n\n6. He came to earth so mean and poor,\nMan to pity and restore,\nAnd make us rich in heaven above,\nEqual with angels through his love.\nHallelujah!\n\n7. All this he did to show his grace\nTo our poor and sinful race;\nFor this let Christendom adore\nAnd praise his name for evermore.\nHallelujah!\n\n\n1. Gelobet sei'st du, Jesu Christ,\nDass du Mensch geboren bist\nVon einer Jungfrau, das ist wahr,\nDess freuet sich der Engel Schaar.\nKyrioleis.\n\n2. Des ew'gen Vaters einzig Kind\nJetzt man in der Krippen findt,\nIn unser armes Fleisch und Blut\nVerkleidet sich das ewig Gut.\nKyrioleis.\n\n3. Den aller Welt Kreis nie beschloss,\nDer liegt in Marien Schooss,\nEr ist ein Kindlein worden klein,\nDer alle Ding erhaelt allein.\nKyrioleis.\n\n4. Das ewig Licht geht da herein,\nGibt der Welt ein'n neuen Schein;\nEs leucht't wohl mitten in der Nacht\nUnd uns des Lichtes Kinder macht.\nKyrioleis.\n\n5. Der Sohn des Vaters, Gott von Art,\nEin Gast in der Werlet ward,\nUnd fuehrt uns aus dem Jammerthal;\nEr macht uns Erben in sei'm Saal.\nKyrioleis.\n\n6. Er ist auf Erden kommen arm,\nDass er unser sich erbarm',\nUnd in dem Himmel machet reich\nUnd seinen lieben Engeln gleich.\nKyrioleis.\n\n7. Das hat er alles uns gethan,\nSein' gross' Lieb' zu zeigen an.\nDess freu' sich alle Christenheit\nUnd dank' ihm des in Ewigkeit.\nKyrioleis.\n\n\n\nIX. Christ lag in Todesbanden.\n       Christ was laid in Death's strong Bands.\n\n_\"Christ ist erstanden.\"-[Gebessert._ D. MARTIN LUTHER.]\n\n_Melody derived from that of the older hymn, _ 1525. _Harmony\nby_ WM. STERNDALE BENNETT _and_ OTTO\nGOLDSCHMITT, 1865.\n\n1. Christ was laid in Death's strong bands\nFor our transgressions given.\nRisen, at God's right hand he stands\nAnd brings us life from heaven.\nTherefore let us joyful be\nPraising God right thankfully\nWith loud songs of Hallelujah!\nHallelujah!\n\n2. None o'er Death could victory win;\nO'er all mankind he reigned.\n'Twas by reason of our sin;\nThere was not one unstained.\nThus came Death upon us all,\nBound the captive world in thrall,\nHeld us 'neath his dread dominion.\nHallelujah!\n\n3. Jesus Christ, God's only Son,\nTo our low state descending,\nAll our sins away hath done\nDeath's power forever ending.\nRuined all his right and claim\nLeft him nothing but the name,\nFor his sting is lost forever.\nHallelujah!\n\n4. Strange and dreadful was the fray,\nWhen Death and Life contended;\nBut 'twas Life that won the day,\nAnd Death's dark sway was ended.\nHoly Scripture plainly saith,\nDeath is swallowed up of Death,\nPut to scorn and led in triumph.\nHallelujah!\n\n5. This, the Paschal Lamb, the Christ,\nWhom God so freely gave us,\nOn the cross is sacrificed\nIn flames of love to save us.\nOn our door the blood-mark;-Faith\nHolds it in the face of Death.\nThe Destroyer can not harm us.\nHallelujah!\n\n6. Therefore let us keep the feast\nWith heartfelt exultation;\nGod to shine on us is pleased,\nThe Sun of our salvation.\nOn our hearts, with heavenly grace,\nBeams the brightness of his face,\nAnd the night of sin has vanished.\nHallelujah!\n\n7. Eat th' unleavened bread to-day,\nAnd drink the paschal chalice;\nFrom God's pure word put away\nThe leaven of guile and malice.\nChrist alone our souls will feed;\nHe is meat and drink indeed.\nFaith no other life desireth.\nHallelujah!\n\n\n1. Christ lag in Todesbanden\nFuer unser' Suend' gegeben;\nDer ist wieder erstanden\nUnd hat uns bracht das Leben:\nDess wir sollen froehlich sein,\nGott loben und dankbar sein,\nUnd singen Halleluja!\nHalleluja!\n\n2. Den Tod Niemand zwingen konnt'\nBei allen Menschenkindern;\nDas macht alles unser' Suend',\nKein' Unschuld war zu sinden.\nDavon kam der Tod so bald\nUnd nahm ueber uns Gewalt,\nHielt uns in sei'm Reich gefangen.\nHalleluja!\n\n3. Jesus Christus, Gottes Sohn,\nAn unser Statt ist kommen,\nUnd hat die Suende abgethan,\nDamit dem Tod genommen\nAll sein Recht und sein' Gewalt,\nDa bleibt nichts denn Tod's Gestalt,\nDen Stachel hat er verloren.\nHalleluja!\n\n4. Es war ein wunderlich Krieg,\nDa Tod und Leben rungen;\nDas Leben behielt den Sieg,\nEs hat den Tod verschlungen.\nDie Schrift hat verkuendet das,\nWie ein Tod den andern frass,\nEin Spott aus dem Tod ist worden.\nHalleluja!\n\n5. Hie ist das recht' Osterlamm,\nDavon Gott hat geboten,\nDas ist an des Kreuzes Stamm\nIn heisser Lieb' gebraten,\nDess Blut zeichnet unser' Thuer,\nDas haelt der Glaub' dem Tod fuer,\nDer Wuerger kann uns nicht ruehren.\nHalleluja!\n\n6. So feiern wir das hoh' Fest\nMit Herzens Freud' und Wonne,\nDas uns der Herr scheinen laesst,\nEr ist selber die Sonne,\nDer durch seiner Gnaden Glanz\nErleucht't uns're Herzen ganz,\nDer Suenden Nacht ist vergangen.\nHalleluja!\n\n7. Wir essen und leben wohl\nIn rechten Osterfladen,\nDer alt' Sauerteig nicht soll\nSein bei dem Wort der Gnaden,\nChristus will die Koste sein\nUnd speisen die Seel' allein,\nDer Glaub' will kein's Andern Leben.\nHalleluja!\n\n\n\nX. Komm, Gott Schoepfer, heiliger Geist\nCome, God Creator, Holy Ghost.\n\n_From the Hymn, \"Veni, Creator Spiritus,\" ascribed to\nCharlemagne._\n\n_Melody, derived from the Latin original, _ 1543. Harmony by_\nJOHN SEBASTIAN BACH. _From the Cantata, \"Gott der\nHoffnung erfuelle euch.\"\n\n1. Come, God Creator, Holy Ghost,\nAnd visit thou these souls of men;\nFill them with graces, as thou dost,\nThy creatures make pure again.\n\n2. For _Comforter_ thy name we call.\nSweet gift of God most high above,\nA holy unction to us all\nO Fount of life, Fire of love.\n\n3. Our minds illumine and refresh,\nDeep in our hearts let love burn bright;\nThou know'st the weakness of our flesh;\nAnd strengthen us with thy might.\n\n4. Thou with thy wondrous sevenfold gifts\nThe finger art of God's right hand;\nThe Father's word thou sendest swift\nOn tongues of fire to each land.\n\n5. Drive far from us our wily foe;\nGrant us thy blessed peace within,\nThat in thy footsteps we may go,\nAnd shun the dark ways of sin.\n\n6. Teach us the Father well to know,\nLikewise his only Son our Lord,\nThyself to us believing show,\nSpirit of both, aye adored.\n\n7. Praise to the Father, and the Son\nWho from the dead is risen again;\nPraise to the Comforter be done\nBoth now and ever. Amen.\n\n\n1. Komm, Gott Schoepfer, heiliger Geist,\nBesuch' das Herz der Menschen dein,\nMit Gnaden sie fuell', wie du weisst,\nDass dein Geschoepf vorhin sein.\n\n2. Denn du bist der Troester genannt,\nDes Allerhoechsten Gabe theuer,\nEin' geistlich' Salb' an uns gewandt,\nEin lebend Brunn, Lieb' und Feuer.\n\n3. Zuend' uns ein Licht an im Verstand,\nGib und in's Herz der Liebe Brunst,\nDas schwach' Fleisch' in uns, dir bekannt,\nErhalt, fest' dein' Kraeft' und Gunst.\n\n4. Du bist mit Gaben siebenfalt\nDer Finger an Gott's rechter Hand;\nDes Vaters Wort giebst du gar bald\nMit Zungen in alle Land.\n\n5. Des Feindes List treibt von uns fern,\nDen Fried' schaff' bei uns deine Gnad',\nDass wir dein'm Leiten folgen gern,\nUnd meiden der Seelen Schad'.\n\n6. Lehr' uns den Vater kennen wohl,\nDazu Jesum Christ feinen Sohn,\nDass wir des Glaubens werden voll,\nDich beider Geist zu verstehen.\n\n7. Gott Vater sei Lob und dem Sohn,\nDer von den Todten auferstund;\nDem Troester sei dasselb' gethan\nIn Ewigkeit alle Stund'.\n\n\n\nXI. Jesus Christus unser Heiland.\nJesus Christ, who came to save.\n\n_A Song of Praise for Easter._\n\n_Melody in KLUG, 1535, _and_ BAPST, 1543. _Originally\nHypo-Dorian. Harmony after_ JOHN SEBASTIAN BACH,\n_Condensed from a Choral-Vorspiel.\n\n1. Jesus Christ, who came to save,\nAnd overcame the grave,\nIs now arisen,\nAnd sin hath bound in prison.\nKyri' eleison!\n\n2. Who withouten sin was found,\nBore our transgression's wound.\nHe is our Saviour,\nAnd brings us to God's favor.\nKyri' eleison!\n\n3. Life and mercy, sin and death,\nAll in his hands he hath;\nThem he'll deliver,\nWho trust in him forever.\nKyri' eleison!\n\n\n1. Jesus Christus unser Heiland,\nDer den Tod ueberwand,\nIst auferstanden,\nDie Suend' hat er gefangen.\nKyrie eleison!\n\n2. Der ohn' Suenden war gebor'n,\nTrug fuer uns Gottes Zorn,\nHat uns versoehnet,\nDass Gott uns sein' Huld goenner.\nKyrie eleison!\n\n3. Tod, Suend', Leben und Genad,\nAll's in Haenden er hat,\nEr kann erretten\nAlle, die zu ihm treten.\nKyrie eleison!\n\n\n\nXII. Komm, heiliger Geist, Herre Gott.\nCome, Holy Spirit, Lord our God.\n\n_\"Veni, Sancte Spiritus, gebessert durch_ D. MARTIN LUTHER.\"\nThe last two stanzas added by Luther's hand._\n\n_The original Latin Melody. Harmony after_ ERYTHRAEUS, 1609.\n\n1. Come, Holy Spirit, Lord our God,\nAnd pour thy gifts of grace abroad;\nThy faithful people fill with blessing,\nLove's fire their hearts possessing.\nO Lord, thou by thy heavenly light\nDost gather and in faith unite\nThrough all the world a holy nation\nTo sing to thee with exultation,\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\n\n2. O holiest Light! O Rock adored!\nGive us thy light, thy living word,\nTo God himself our spirits leading,\nWith him as children pleading.\nFrom error, Lord, our souls defend,\nThat they on Christ alone attend;\nIn him with faith unfeigned abiding,\nIn him with all their might confiding.\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\n\n3. O holiest Fire! O Source of rest!\nGrant that with joy and hope possest,\nAnd in thy service kept forever,\nNaught us from thee may sever.\nLord, may thy power prepare each heart;\nTo our weak nature strength impart,\nOnward to press, our foes defying,\nTo thee, through living and through dying.\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\n\n\n1. Komm, heiliger Geist, Herre Gott,\nErfuell' mit deiner Gnaden Gut\nDeiner Glaeubigen Herz, Muth und Sinn;\nDein bruenst'ge Lieb' entzuend' in ihn'n.\nO Herr, durch deines Lichtes Glast\nZu dem Glauben versammelt hast\nDas Volk aus aller Welt Zungen,\nDas sei dir, Herr, zu Lob gesungen,\nHalleluja! Halleluja!\n\n2. Du heiliges Licht, edler Hort,\nLass uns leuchten des Lebens Wort,\nUnd lehr' uns Gott recht erkennen,\nVon Herzen Vater ihn nennen.\nO Herr, behuet' vor fremder Lehr,\nDass wir nicht Meister suchen mehr\nDenn Jesum mit rechtem Glauben,\nUnd ihm aus ganzer Macht vertrauen.\nHalleluja! Halleluja!\n\n3. Du heilige Brunst, suesser Trost,\nNun hilf uns froehlich und getrost\nIn deinem Dienst bestaendig bleiben,\nDie Truebsal uns nicht abtreiben.\nO Herr, durch dein' Kraft uns bereit'\nUnd staerk des Fleisches Bloedigkeit,\nDass wir hier ritterlich ringen,\nDurch Tod und Leben zu dir dringen.\nHalleluja! Halleluja!\n\n\nNote.-The first stanza is found in a service-book of the church of\nBasel, of the year 1514. The irregularities of the German\nversification may be explained in part by the two-fold authorship,\nin this and other hymns.\n\n\n\nXIII. Diess sind die heil'gen zehn Gebot'.\n That Man a godly Life might live.\n\n_Melody (from an old German Processional), Wittenberg,_ 1525.\n_Harmony by_ M. PRAETORIUS, 1609.\n\n1. That man a godly life might live,\nGod did these ten commandments give\nBy his true servant Moses, high\nUpon the mount Sinai.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n2. I am thy God and Lord alone,\nNo other God besides me own;\nOn my great mercy venture thee,\nWith all thy heart love thou me.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n3. By idle word and speech profane\nTake not my holy name in vain;\nAnd praise not aught as good and true\nBut what God doth say and do.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n4. Hallow the day which God hath blest,\nThat thou and all thy house may rest;\nKeep hand and heart from labor free,\nThat God may so work in thee.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n5. Give to thy parents honor due,\nBe dutiful and loving too;\nAnd help them when their strength decays;\nSo shalt thou have length of days.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n6. Kill thou not out of evil will,\nNor hate, nor render ill for ill;\nBe patient and of gentle mood,\nAnd to thy foe do thou good.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n7. Be faithful to thy marriage vows,\nThy heart give only to thy spouse;\nKeep thy life pure, and lest thou sin\nKeep thyself with discipline.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n8. Steal not; oppressive acts abhor;\nNor wring their life-blood from the poor;\nBut open wide thy loving hand\nTo all the poor in the land.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n9. Bear not false witness, nor belie\nThy neighbor by foul calumny;\nDefend his innocence from blame,\nWith charity hide his shame.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n10. Thy neighbor's wife desire thou not,\nHis house, nor aught that he hath got;\nBut wish that his such good may be\nAs thy heart doth wish for thee.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n11. God these commandments gave, therein\nTo show thee, son of man, thy sin,\nAnd make thee also well perceive\nHow man for God ought to live.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n12. Help us, Lord Jesus Christ, for we\nA Mediator have in thee;\nWithout thy help our works so vain\nMerit naught but endless pain.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n\n1. Diess sind die heil'gen zehn Gebot',\nDie uns gab unser Herre Gott\nDurch Mosen, seinen Diener treu,\nHoch auf dem Berg Sinai.\nKyrioleis!\n\n2. Ich bin allein dein Gott der Herr,\nKein' Goetter sollst du haben mehr,\nDu sollt mir ganz vertrauen dich,\nVon Herzengrund lieben mich.\nKyrioleis!\n\n3. Du sollt nicht brauchen zu Unehr'n\nDen Namen Gottes, deines Herrn;\nDu sollt nicht preisen recht noch gut,\nOhn' was Gott selbst red't und thut.\nKyrioleis!\n\n4. Du sollt heil'gen den siebent' Tag,\nDass du und dein Haus ruhen mag,\nDu sollt von dei'm Thun lassen ab,\nDas Gott sein Werk in dir hab'.\nKyrioleis!\n\n5. Du sollt ehr'n und gehorsam sein\nDem Vater und der Mutter dein,\nUnd wo dein Hand ihn'n dienen kann,\nSo wirst du lang's Leben han.\nKyrioleis!\n\n6. Du sollt nicht toedten zorniglich,\nNicht hassen noch selbst raechen dich,\nGeduld haben und sanften Muth\nUnd auch dem Feind thun das Gut'.\nKyrioleis!\n\n7. Dein' Eh' sollt du bewahren rein,\nDass auch dein Herz kein andere mein',\nUnd halten keusch das Leben dein\nMit Zucht und Maessigkeit fein.\nKyrioleis!\n\n8. Du sollt nicht stehlen Geld noch Gut,\nNicht wuchern Jemands Schweiss und Blut;\nDu solt aufthun dein' milde Hand\nDen Armen in deinem Land.\nKyrioleis!\n\n9. Du sollt kein falscher Zeuge sein,\nNicht luegen auf den Naechsten dein,\nSein' Unschuld sollt auch retten du\nUnd seine Schand' decken zu.\nKyrioleis!\n\n10. Du sollt dein's Naechsten Weib und Haus\nBegehren nicht, noch etwas d'raus,\nDu sollt ihm wuenschen alles Gut',\nWie dir dein Herz selber thut.\nKyrioleis!\n\n11. Die Gebot, all' uns geben sind,\nDass du dein Suend', o Menschenkind,\nErkennen sollt, und lernen wohl,\nWie man fuer Gott leben soll.\nKyrioleis!\n12. Das helf' uns der Herr Jesus Christ,\nDer unser Mittler worden ist:\nEs ist mit unserm Thun verlor'n,\nVerdienen doch eitel Zorn.\nKyrioleis!\n\n\n\nXIV. Jesus Christus unser Heiland.\nChrist, who freed our Souls from Danger.\n\n_\"Improved\" from the Communion Hymn of John Huss,\n\"Jesus Christus, noster Salus.\"\n\n_Melody in Walter,_ 1525. Harmony in_ VON TUCHER'S\n\"Schatz des Evangel. Kirchengesangs,\"_ 1848.\n\n1. Christ, who freed our souls from danger,\nAnd hath turned away God's anger,\nSuffered pains no tongue can tell,\nTo redeem us from pains of hell.\n\n2. That we never might forget it,\nTake my flesh, he said, and eat it,\nHidden in this piece of bread,\nDrink my blood in this wine, he said.\n\n3. Whoso to this board repaireth,\nTake good heed how he prepareth;\nDeath instead of life shall he\nFind, who cometh unworthily.\n\n4. Praise the Father, God in heaven,\nWho such dainty food hath given,\nAnd for misdeeds thou hast done\nGave to die his beloved Son.\n\n5. Trust God's Word; it is intended\nFor the sick who would be mended;\nThose whose heavy-laden breast\nGroans with sin, and is seeking rest.\n\n6. To such grace and mercy turneth\nEvery soul that truly mourneth;\nArt thou well? Avoid this board,\nElse thou reapest an ill reward.\n\n7. Lo! he saith himself, \"Ye weary,\nCome to me, and I will cheer ye;\"\nNeedless were the leech's skill\nTo the souls that be strong and well.\n\n8. Couldst thou earn thine own salvation,\nUseless were my death and passion;\nWilt thou thine own helper be?\nNo meet table is this for thee.\n\n9. If thou this believest truly,\nAnd confession makest duly,\nThou a welcome guest art here,\nThis rich banquet thy soul shall cheer.\n\n10. Sweet henceforth shall be thy labor,\nThou shalt truly love thy neighbor\nSo shall he both taste and see\nWhat thy Saviour hath done in thee.\n\n\n1. Jesus Christus unser Heiland,\nDer von uns den Zorn Gottes wandt',\nDurch das bitter' Leiden sein\nHalf er uns aus der Hoelle Pein.\n\n2. Dass wir nimmer dess vergessen,\nGab er uns sein' Leib zu essen,\nVerborgen im Brot so klein,\nUnd zu trinken kein Blut im Wein.\n\n3 Wer sich zu dem Tisch will machen,\nDer hab wohl acht auf sein' Sachen:\nWer unwuerdig hiezu geht,\nFuer das Leben den Tod empfaeht.\n\n4. Du sollt Gott den Vater preisen,\nDass er dich so wohl wollt' speisen,\nUnd fuer deine Missethat\nIn den Tod fein'n Sohn geben hat.\n\n5. Du sollt glauben und nicht wanken,\nDass ein' Speise sei den Kranken,\nDen'n ihr Herz' von Suenden schwer\nUnd fuer Angst ist betruebet sehr.\n\n6. Solch' gross' Gnad' und Barmherzigkeit\nSucht ein Herz in grosser Arbeit:\nIst dir wohl, so bleib' davon,\nDass du nicht kriegest boesen Lohn.\n\n7. Er spricht selber: Kommt ihr Armen,\nLasst mich ueber euch erbarmen:\nKein Arzt ist dem Starken noth,\nSein' Kunst wird an ihm gar ein Spott.\n\n8. Haett'st du dir was konnt erwerben,\nWas durst' dann ich fuer dich sterben?\nDieser Tisch auch dir nicht gilt,\nSo du selber dir helfen willt.\n\n9. Glaubst du das von Herzen Grunde\nUnd bekennest mit dem Munde,\nSo bist du recht wohl geschickt\nUnd die Speise dein' Seel' erquickt.\n\n10. Die Frucht soll auch nicht ausbleiben:\nDeinen Naechsten sollt du lieben,\nDass er dein geniessen kann,\nWie dein Gott hat an dir gethan.\n\n\n\nXV. Gott sei gelobet und gebenedeiet.\nMay God be praised henceforth and blest forever.\n\n_Melody (from a more ancient German Hymn-tune),\nWittenberg,_ 1525. _Harmony by_ H. SCHEIN, 1627.\n\n1. May God be prais'd henceforth and blest forever!\nWho, himself both gift and giver,\nWith his own flesh and blood our souls doth nourish;\nMay they grow thereby and flourish!\nKyri' eleison!\nBy thy holy body, Lord, the same\nWhich from thine own mother Mary came,\nBy the drops thou didst bleed,\nHelp us in the hour of need!\nKyri' eleison!\n\n2. Thou hast to death thy holy body given,\nLife to win for us in heaven;\nBy stronger love, dear Lord, thou couldst not bind us,\nWhereof this should well remind us.\nKyri' eleison!\nLord, thy love constrain'd thee for our good\nMighty things to do by thy dear blood;\nThou hast paid all we owed,\nThou hast made our peace with God.\nKyri' eleison!\n\n3. May God bestow on us his grace and blessing,\nThat, his holy footsteps tracing,\nWe walk as brethren dear in love and union,\nNor repent this sweet communion.\nKyri' eleison!\nLet not us the Holy Ghost forsake;\nMay he grant that we the right way take;\nThat thy poor church may see\nDays of peace and unity.\nKyri' eleison!\n\n\n1. Gott sei gelobet und gebenedeiet,\nDer uns selber hat gespeiset\nMit seinem Fleische und mit seinem Blute,\nDas gib uns, Herr Gott, zu gute.\nKyrieleison!\nHerr, durch deinen heiligen Leichnam,\nDer von deiner Mutter Maria kam,\nUnd das heilige Blut,\nHilf uns, Herr, aus aller Noth.\nKyrieleison!\n\n2. Der heilig' Leichnam ist fuer uns gegeben\nZum Tod, dass wir dadurch leben,\nNicht groesser' Guete konnte er uns schenken,\nDabei wir sein soll'n gedenken.\nKyrieleison!\nHerr, dein Lieb' so gross dich zwungen hat,\nDass dein Blut an uns gross Wunder that\nUnd bezahlt unser Schuld,\nDass uns Gott ist worden hold.\nKyrieleison!\n\n3. Gott geb' uns Allen seiner Gnade Segen,\nDass wir gehen auf seinen Wegen,\nIn rechter Lieb' und bruederlicher Treue,\nDass uns die Speis' nicht gereue.\nKyrieleison!\nHerr, dein heilig' Geist uns nimmer lass,\nDer uns geb' zu halten rechte Mass,\nDass dein' arm' Christenheit\nLeb' in Fried' und Einigkeit.\nKyrieleison!\n\n\n\nXVI. Es wollt' uns Gott genaedig sein.\nMay God unto us gracious be.\n\nPSALM LXVII. - _\"Deus miseratur nostri.\"_\n\n_Melody, Phrygian,_ 1538. _Harmony by_ A. HAUPT, 1869.\n\n1. May God unto us gracious be,\nAnd grant to us his blessing;\nLord, show thy face to us, through thee\nEternal life possessing:\nThat all thy work and will, o God,\nTo us may be revealed,\nAnd Christ's salvation spread abroad\nTo heathen lands unsealed,\nAnd unto God convert them.\n\n2. Thine over all shall be the praise\nAnd thanks of every nation,\nAnd all the world with joy shall raise\nThe voice of exultation.\nFor thou the sceptre, Lord, dost wield\nSin to thyself subjecting;\nThy Word, thy people's pasture-field,\nAnd fence their feet protecting,\nThem in the way preserveth.\n\n3. Thy fold, O God, shall bring to thee\nThe praise of holy living;\nThy word shall richly fruitful be,\nAnd earth shall yield thanksgiving.\nBless us, O Father! bless, O Son!\nGrant, Holy Ghost, thy blessing!\nThee earth shall honor-thee alone,\nThy fear all souls possessing.\nNow let our hearts say, _Amen_.\n\n\n1. Es wollt' uns Gott genaedig sein,\nUnd seinen Segen geben,\nSein Antlitz uns mit hellem Schein\nErleucht' zum ew'gen Leben,\nDass wir erkennen seine Werk'\nUnd was ihm b'liebt auf Erden,\nUnd Jesus Christus Heil und Staerk'\nBekannt den Heiden werden\nUnd sie zu Gott bekehren.\n\n2. So danken, Gott, und loben dich\nDie Heiden ueberalle,\nUnd alle Welt die freue sich\nUnd sing' mit grossem Schalle,\nDass du auf Erden Richter bist\nUnd lasst die Suend' nicht walten,\nDein Wort die Hut und Weide ist,\nDie alles Volk erhalten,\nIn rechter Bahn zu wallen.\n\n3. Es danke, Gott, und lobe dich\nDas Volk in guten Thaten;\nDas Land bringt Frucht und bessert sich,\nDein Wort ist wohl gerathen.\nUns segen' Vater und der Sohn,\nUns segen' Gott der heilig' Geist,\nDem alle Welt die Ehre thu,\nFuer ihm sich fuerchte allermeist,\nNun sprecht von Herzen, Amen!\n\n\n\nXVII. Wohl dem, der in Gottesfurcht steht.\nHappy the Man who feareth God.\n\nPSALM CXXVIII.-_\"Beati omnes qui timent Dominum.\"_\n\nFIRST MELODY, 1525. _Harmony by_ GESIUS, 1605.\n\n1. Happy the man who feareth God,\nWhose feet his holy ways have trod;\nThine own good hand shall nourish thee,\nAnd well and happy shalt thou be.\n\n2. Thy wife shall, like a fruitful vine,\nFill all thy house with clusters fine;\nThy children all be fresh and sound,\nLike olive-plants thy table round.\n\n3. Lo! to the man these blessings cleave\nWho in God's holy fear doth live;\nFrom him the ancient curse hath fled\nBy Adam's race inherited.\n\n4. Out of Mount Zion God shall send,\nAnd crown with joy thy latter end;\nThat thou Jerusalem mayst see,\nIn favor and prosperity.\n\n5. He shall be with thee in thy ways,\nAnd give thee health and length of days;\nYea, thou shalt children's children see,\nAnd peace on Israel shall be.\n\n\n1. Wohl dem, der in Gottesfurcht steht,\nUnd der auf seinem Wege geht;\nDein eigen Hand dich naehren soll,\nSo lebst du recht und geht dir wohl.\n\n2. Dein Weib wird in dei'm Hause sein\nWie ein' Reben voll Trauben fein,\nUnd dein' Kinder um deinen Tisch\nWie Oelpflanzen, gesund und frisch.\n\n3. Sich so reich Segen haengt dem an,\nWo in Gottes Furcht lebt ein Mann,\nVon ihm laesst der alt' Fluch und Zorn,\nDen Menschenkindern angebor'n.\n\n4. Aus Zion wird Gott segnen dich,\nDass du wirst schauen stetiglich\nDas Glueck der Stadt Jerusalem,\nFuer Gott in Gnaden angenehm.\n\n5. Fristen wird er das Leben dein\nUnd mit Guete stets bei dir sein,\nDass du sehen wirst Kindes Kind\nUnd dass Israel Friede findt.\n\n\n\nXVIII. Mitten wir im Leben sind.\nThough in Midst of Life we be.\n\n_Melody,_ 1525. _Harmony by_ ERYTHRAEUS, 1608.\n\n1. Though in midst of life we be,\nSnares of death surround us;\nWhere shall we for succor flee,\nLest our foes confound us?\nTo thee alone, our Saviour.\nWe mourn our grievous sin which hath\nStirr'd the fire of thy fierce wrath.\nHoly and gracious God!\nHoly and mighty God!\nHoly and all-merciful Saviour!\nThou eternal God!\nSave us, Lord, from sinking\nIn the deep and bitter flood.\nKyrie eleison.\n\n2. Whilst in midst of death we be,\nHell's grim jaws o'ertake us;\nWho from such distress will free.\nWho secure will make us?\nThou only, Lord, canst do it!\nIt moves thy tender heart to see\nOur great sin and misery.\nHoly and gracious God!\nHoly and mighty God!\nHoly and all-merciful Saviour!\nThou eternal God!\nLet not hell dismay us\nWith its deep and burning flood.\nKyrie eleison.\n\n3. Into hell's fierce agony\nSin doth headlong drive us:\nWhere shall we for succor flee,\nWho, O , who will hide us?\nThou only, blessed Saviour.\nThy precious blood was shed to win\nPeace and pardon for our sin.\nHoly and gracious God!\nHoly and mighty God!\nHoly and all-merciful Saviour!\nThou eternal God!\nFrom the true faith's comfort\nFall in our last need away.\nKyrie eleison.\n\n\n1. Mitten wir im Leben sind\nMit dem Tod umpfangen,\nWen such'n wir der Huelfe thu',\nDass wir Gnad' erlangen?\nDas bist du, Herr, alleine.\nUns reuet unser' Missethat,\nDie dich, Herr, erzuernet hat.\nHeiliger Herre Gott,\nHeilger, starker Gott,\nHeiliger, barmherziger Heiland,\nDu ewiger Gott!\nLass uns nicht versinken\nIn der bittern Todesnoth.\nKyrieleison!\n\n2. Mitten in den Tod ansieht\nUns der Hoellen Rachen;\nWer will uns aus solcher Noth\nFrei und ledig machen?\nDas thust du, Herr, alleine.\nEs jammert dein' Barmherzigkeit\nUnser' Sueund' und grosses Leid.\nHeiliger Herre Gott,\nHeilger, starker Gott,\nHeiliger, barmherziger Heiland,\nDu ewiger Gott!\nLass uns nicht verzagen\nFuer der tiefen Hoellenglut.\nKyrieleison!\n\n3. Mitten in der Hoellen Angst\nUnser' Klag' uns treiben;\nWo soll'n wir denn fliehen hin,\nDa wir moegen bleiben?\nZu dir, Herr Christ, alleine.\nBergossen ist dein theures Blut,\nDas g'nug fuer die Suende thut.\nHeiliger Herre Gott,\nHeilger, starker Gott,\nHeiliger, barmherziger Heiland,\nDu ewiger Gott!\nLass uns nicht entfallen\nVon des rechten Glaubens Trost.\nKyrieleison!\n\n\n\n\nXIX. Nun bitten wir den heiligen Geist.\nNow pray we all God, the Comforter.\n\n_The first stanza from an ancient German hymn. The other\nstanzas added by Luther._\n\n_Melody of the thirteenth Century. Harmony by_ A. HAUPT, 1869.\n\n1. Now pray we all God, the Comforter,\nInto every heart true faith to pour\nAnd that he defend us, Till death here end us,\nWhen for heaven we leave this world of sorrow.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n2. Shine into us, O most holy Light,\nThat we Jesus Christ may know aright;\nStayed on him forever, Our only Saviour,\nWho to our true home again hath brought us.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n3. Spirit of love, now our spirits bless;\nThem with thy own heavenly fire possess;\nThat in heart uniting, In peace delighting,\nWe may henceforth all be one in spirit.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n4. Our highest comfort in all distress!\nO let naught with fear our hearts oppress:\nGive us strength unfailing O'er fear prevailing,\nWhen th' accusing foe would overwhelm us.\nHave mercy, Lord.\n\n1. Nun bitten wir den heiligen Geist\nUm den rechten Glauben allermeist,\nDass er uns behuete an unserm Ende,\nWann wir heimfahr'n aus diesem Elende.\nKyrioleis!\n\n2. Du werthes Licht, gib uns deinen Schein,\nLehr' uns Jesum Christ kennen allein,\nDass wir an ihm bleiben, dem treuen Heiland,\nDer uns bracht hat zum rechten Vaterland.\nKyrioleis!\n\n3. Du suesse Lieb', schenk uns deine Gunst,\nLass uns empfinden der Liebe Brunst,\nDass wir uns von Herzen einander lieben\nUnd in Frieden auf einem Sinn bleiben.\nKyrioleis!\n\n4. Du hoechster Troester in aller Noth,\nHilf, dass wir nicht fuerchten Schand noch Tod,\nDass in uns die Sinne nicht verzagen,\nWenn der Feind wird das Leben verklagen.\nKyrioleis!\n\n\n\nXX. Mit Fried' und Freud' ich fahr' dahin.\nIn Peace and Joy I now depart.\n\n_A Song Of Simeon, \"Nunc Dimittis.\"\n\n_Melody,_ 1525. _Harmony by_ M. PRAETORIUS, 1610.\n\n1. In peace and joy I now depart,\nAt God's disposing;\nFor full of comfort is my heart,\nSoft reposing.\nSo the Lord hath promis'd me,\nAnd death is by a slumber.\n\n2. 'Tis Christ that wroght this work for me,\nThe faithful Saviour;\nWhom thou hast made mine eyes to see\nBy thy favor.\nIn him I behold my life,\nMy help in need and dying.\n\n3.Him thou hast unto all set forth,\nTheir great salvation,\nAnd to his kingdom called the earth-\nEvery nation.\nBy thy dear, health-giving word,\nIn every land resounding.\n\n4. He is the Health and blessed Light\nOf lands benighted,\nBy him are they who dwelt in night\nFed and lighted.\nWhile his Israel's hope he is,\nTheir joy, reward and glory.\n\n\n1. Mit Fried' und Freud' ich fahr' dahin,\nIn Gottes Wille,\nGetrost ist mir mein Herz und Sinn,\nSanft und stille.\nWie Gott mir verheissen hat:\nDer Tod ist mein Schlaf worden.\n\n2.Das macht Christus, wahr Gottes Sohn,\nDer treue Heiland,\nDen du mich, Herr, hast sehen lan\nUnd macht bekannt,\nDass er sei das Leben\nUnd Heil in Noth und Sterben.\n\n3. Den hast du Allen fuergestellt\nMit grossen Gnaden;\nZu seinem Reich die ganze Welt\nHeissen laden\nDurch dein theuer heilsam Wort,\nAn allem Ort erschollen.\n\n4. Er ist das Heil und selig Licht\nFuer alle Heiden,\nZu 'rleuchten, die dich kennen nicht\nUnd zu weiden,\nEr ist dein's Volks Israel\nDer Preis, Ehr', Freud' und Wonne.\n\n\n\nXXI. Mensch, willt du leben seliglich.\n       Wilt thou, O Man, live happily.\n\n_The Ten Commandments, abridged.\n\n_Melody,_ 1525. _Harmony by_ H. SCHEIN, 1627.\n\n1. Wilt thou, O man, live happily,\nAnd dwell with God eternally,\nThe ten commandments keep, for thus\nOur God himself biddeth us.\nKyr' eleison!\n\n2. I am the Lord and God! take heed\nNo other god doth thee mislead;\nThy heart shall trust alone in me,\nMy kingdom then thou shalt be.\nKyr' eleison!\n\n3. Honor my name in word and deed,\nAnd call on me in time of need:\nHallow the Sabbath, that I may\nWork in thy heart on that day.\nKyr' eleison!\n\n4. Obedient always, next to me,\nTo father and to mother be;\nKill no man: even anger dread;\nKeep sacred thy marriage-bed.\nKyr' eleison!\n\n5. Steal not, nor do thy neigbor wrong\nBy bearing witness with false tongue;\nThy neighbor's wife desire thou not,\nNor grudge him aught he hath got.\nKyr' eleison!\n\n\n1. Mensch, willt du leben seliglich,\nUnd bei Gott bleiben ewiglich,\nSollt du halten die zehn Gebot,\nDie uns geben unser Gott.\nKyrioleis!\n\n2. Dein Gott allein und Herr bin ich,\nKein ander Gott soll irren dich;\nTrauen soll mir das Herze dein,\nMein eigen Reich sollt du sein.\nKyrioleis!\n\n3. Du sollt mein'n Namen ehren schon\nUnd in der Noth mich rufen an,\nDu sollt heil'gen den Sabbath-Tag,\nDas ich in dir wirken mag.\nKyrioleis!\n\n4. Dem Vater und der Mutter dein\nSollt du nach mir gehorsam sein;\nNiemand toedten noch zornig sein,\nUnd deine Eh' halten rein.\nKyrioleis!\n\n5. Du sollt ein'm andern stehlen nicht,\nAuf Niemand falsches zeugen icht;\nDeines Naechsten Weib nicht begehr'n\nUnd all sein's Gut's gern entbehr'n.\nKyrioleis!\n\n\n\nXXII. Gott der Vater wohn' uns bei.\nGod, the Father, with us stay.\n\n_Adapted from an ancient German Litany._\n\n_Ancient German Melody. Harmony by_ LANDGRAF MORITZ, 1612.\n\n1. God, the Father, with us stay,\nNor suffer us to perish;\nAll our sins O take away,\nUs dying, cheer and cherish.\nFrom the power of hell defend;\nThis grace to us be granted:-\nUpon thee to be planted,\nIn heartfelt faith undaunted,\nTrusting thee unto the end;\nWith saints of every nation,\nEscaping hell's temptation,\nKept by the Lord's salvation.\nAmen! Amen! Answer send!\nSo sing we all Hallelujah!\n\n2. Jesus, Saviour with us stay,\nNor suffer us to perish;\nAll our sins O take away,\nUs dying, cheer and cherish.\nFrom the power of hell defend;\nThis grace to us be granted:-\nUpon thee to be planted,\nIn heartfelt faith undaunted,\nTrusting thee unto the end;\nWith saints of every nation,\nEscaping hell's temptation,\nKept by the Lord's salvation.\nAmen! Amen! Answer send!\nSo sing we all Hallelujah!\n\n3. Holy Spirit, with us stay,\nNor suffer us to perish;\nAll our sins O take away,\nUs dying, cheer and cherish.\nFrom the power of hell defend;\nThis grace to us be granted:-\nUpon thee to be planted,\nIn heartfelt faith undaunted,\nTrusting thee unto the end;\nWith saints of every nation,\nEscaping hell's temptation,\nKept by the Lord's salvation.\nAmen! Amen! Answer send!\nSo sing we all Hallelujah!\n\n\n1. Gott der Vater wohn' uns bei\nUnd lass uns nicht verderben,\nMach' uns aller Suenden frei\nUnd helf' uns selig sterben.\nFuer dem Teufel uns bewahr,\nHalt' uns bei festem Glauben,\nUnd auf dich lass uns bauen,\nAus Herzen Grund vertrauen,\nDir uns lassen ganz und gar;\nMit allen rechten Christen\nEntfliehen Teufels Listen,\nMit Waffen Gott's uns fristen.\nAmen! Amen! das sei wahr,\nSo singen wir, Halleluja!\n\n2. Jesus Christus wohn' uns bei\nUnd lass uns nicht verderben,\nMach' uns aller Suenden frei\nUnd helf' uns selig sterben.\nFuer dem Teufel uns bewahr,\nHalt' uns bei festem Glauben,\nUnd auf dich lass uns bauen,\nAus Herzen Grund vertrauen,\nDir uns lassen ganz und gar;\nMit allen rechten Christen\nEntflieh'n des Teufels Listen,\nMit Waffen Gott's uns fristen.\nAmen! Amen! das sei wahr,\nSo singen wir, Halleluja!\n\n3. Der heilig' Geist wohn uns bei,\nUnd lass uns nicht verberben,\nMach' uns aller Suenden frei\nUnd helf' uns selig sterben.\nFuer dem Teufel uns bewahr,\nHalt' uns bei festem Glauben,\nUnd auf dich lass uns bauen,\nAus Herzen Grund vertrauen,\nDir uns lassen ganz und gar;\nMit allen rechten Christen\nEntfliehen Teufels Listen,\nMit Waffen Gott's uns fristen.\nAmen! Amen! das sei wahr,\nSo singen wir, Halleluja!\n\n\n\nXXIII. Wir glauben All' an einen Gott.\nWe all believe in one true God.\n\n_This hymn and tune were intended by Luther to be sung as the\nCreed during the morning service (\"The German Mass\"), and\nremained in such use for a long time._\n\n_Melody,_ 1525. Harmony from_ BENNETT -and_\nGOLDSCHMIDT'S \"Choral Book for England,\" and there\n ascribed to an ancient source.\n\n1. We all believe in one true God,\nMaker of the earth and heaven,\nThe Father who to us the power\nTo become his sons hath given.\nHe will us at all times nourish,\nSoul and body, guard us, guide us,\n'Mid all harms will keep and cherish,\nThat no ill shall ever betide us.\nHe watches o'er us day and night;\nAll things are governed by his might.\n\n2. And we believe in Jesus Christ,\nLord and Son of God confessed,\nFrom everlasting day with God,\nIn like power and glory blessed.\nBy the Holy Ghost conceived,\nBorn of Mary, virgin mother,\nThat to lost men who believed\nHe should Saviour be and brother;\nWas crucified, and from the grave,\nThrough God, is risen, strong to save.\n\n3. We in the Holy Ghost believe,\nWho with Son and Father reigneth,\nOne true God. He, the Comforter,\nFeeble souls with gifts sustaineth.\nAll his saints, in every nation,\nWith one heart this faith receiving,\nFrom all sin obtain salvation,\nFrom the dust of death reviving.\nThese sorrows past, there waits in store\nFor us, the life for evermore.\n\n\n1. Wir glauben All' an einen Gott,\nSchoepfer Himmels und der Erden,\nDer sich zum Vater geben hat,\nDass wir seine Kinder werden.\nEr will uns allzeit ernaehren,\nLeib und Seel' auch wohl bewahren,\nAllem Unfall will er wehren,\nKein Leid soll uns widerfahren,\nEr sorget fuer uns, huet't und wacht,\nEs steht Alles in seiner Macht.\n\n2. Wir glauben auch an Jesum Christ,\nSeinen Sohn und unser'n Herren,\nDer ewig bei dem Vater ist,\nGleicher Gott von Macht und Ehren,\nVon Maria der Jungfrauen\nIst ein wahrer Mensch geboren\nDurch den heil'gen Geist im Glauben,\nFuer uns, die wir war'n verloren,\nAm Kreuz gestorben, und vom Tod\nWieder auferstanden durch Gott.\n\n3. Wir glauben an den heil'gen Geist,\nGott mit Vater und dem Sohne,\nDer aller Bloeden Troester heisst\nUnd mit Gaben zieret schoene\nDie ganz' Christenheit auf Erden,\nHaelt in einem Sinn gar eben,\nHie all' Suend' vergeben werden,\nDas Fleisch soll auch wieder leben.\nNach diesem Elend ist bereit\nUns ein Leben in Ewigkeit.\n\n\n\nXXIV. Waer' Gott nicht mit uns diese Zeit.\nHad God not come, may Israel say.\n\nPSALM CXXIV.- _\"Nisi quia Dominus.\"_\n\n_Melody,_ 1525. Harmony by_ M. PRAETORIUS, 1610.\n\n1. Had God not come, may Israel say,\nHad God not come to aid us,\nOur enemies on that sad day\nWould surely have dimayed us;\nA remnant now, and handful small,\nHeld in contempt and scorn by all\nWho cruelly oppress us.\n\n2. Their furious wrath, did God permit,\nWould surely have consumed us,\nAnd in the deep and yawning pit\nWith life and limb entombed us;\nLike men o'er whom dark waters roll,\nThe streams had gone e'en o'er our soul,\nAnd mightily o'erwhelmed us.\n\n3. Thanks be to God, who from the pit\nSnatched us, when it was gaping;\nOur souls, like birds that break the net,\nTo the blue skies escaping;\nThe snare is broken-we are free!\nThe Lord our helper praised be,\nThe God of earth and heaven.\n\n\n1. Waer' Gott nicht mit uns diese Zeit,\nSo soll Israel sagen,\nWaer' Gott nicht mit uns diese Zeit,\nWir haetten musst verzagen:\nDie so ein armes Haeuflein sind,\nVeracht't von so viel Menschen Kind,\nDie an uns setzen alle.\n\n2. Auf uns ist so zornig ihr Sinn,\nWo Gott haett' das zugeben,\nVerschlungen haetten sie uns hin\nMit ganzem Leib und Leben.\nWir waer'n als die ein' Fluth ersaeuft\nUnd ueber dei gross' Wasser laeuft\nUnd mit Gewalt verschwemmet.\n\n3. Gott Lob und Dank, der nicht zugab,\nDass ihr Schlund uns moecht' fangen,\nWie ein Vogel des Stricks kommt ab,\nIst unser' Seel' entagangen.\nStrick ist entzwei, und wir sind frei,\nDes Herren Namen steht uns bei,\nDes Gott's Himmels und Erden.\n\n\n\nXXV. Jesaia, dem Propheten, das geschah.\nThese Things the Seer Isaiah did befall.\n\n_The German Sanctus. Written for Luther's German Mass,_ 1526.\n\n_Melody,_ 1526. _Harmony by_ ERYTHRAEUS, 1608.\n\nThese things the seer Isaiah did befall:\nIn spirit he beheld the Lord of all\nOn a high throne, raised up in splendor bright,\nHis garment's border filled the choir with light.\nBeside him stood two seraphim which had\nSix wings, wherewith they both alike were clad;\nWith twain they hid their shining with twain\nThey hid their feet as with a flowing train,\nAnd with the other twain they both did fly.\nOne to the other thus aloud did cry:\n\"Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth!\nHoly is God, the Lord of Sabaoth!\nHoly is God, the Lord of Sabaoth!\nHis glory filleth all the trembling earth!\"\nWith the loud cry the posts and thresholds shook,\nAnd the whole house was filled with mist and smoke.\n\n\nJesaia, dem Propheten, das geschah,\nDass er im Geist den Herren sitzen sah\nAuf einem hohen Thron, in hellem Glanz,\nSeines Kleides Saum den Chor fuellet ganz.\nEs stunden zween Seraph bei ihm daran,\nSechs Fluegel sah er eineu jeden han;\nMit zween verbargen sie ihr Antlitz klar,\nMit zween bedeckten sie die Fuesse gar,\nUnd mit den andern zween sie flogen frei;\nGen ander ruften sie mit grossem G'schrei:\n\"Heilig ist Gott, der Herre Zebaoth!\nHeilig ist Gott, der Herre Zebaoth!\nHeilig ist Gott, der Herre Zebaoth!\nSein' Ehr' die ganze Welt erfuellet hat!\"\nVon dem G'schrei zittert Schwell' und Balken gar,\nDas Haus auch ganz voll Rauch und Nebel war.\n\n\n\nXXVI. Ein' feste Burg ist unser Gott.\nStrong Tower and Refuge is our God.\n\nPSALM XLVI.-_\"Deus noster refugium et virtus.\"_\n\n_Melody,_ 1529.\n\n1. Strong tower and refuge is our God,\nRight goodly shield and weapon;\nHe helps us free in every need,\nThat hath us now o'ertaken.\nThe old evil foe,\nMeans us deadly woe;\nDeep guile and great might\nAre his dreaded arms in fight;\nOn earth is not his equal.\n\n2. With our own might we nothing can,\nSoon are we lost and fallen;\nBut for us fights the righteous man,\nWhom God himself hath callen.\nAsk ye, Who is this?\nJesus Chirst it is,\nOur sole King and Lord,\nAs God of Hosts adored;\nHe holds the field foever.\n\n3. Though earth all full of devils were,\nWide roaring to devour us;\nYet fear we no such grievous fear,\nThey shall not overpower us.\nThis world's prince may still\nScowl fierce as he will,\nHe can harm us none,\nHe's judged; the deed is done;\nOne little word can fell him.\n\n4. His Word they still shall let abide,\nAnd little thank have for it;\nThrough all the fight he's on our side\nWith his good gifts and Spirit.\nTake they then our life,\nWealth, fame, child and wife,\nLet these all be gone,\nNo triumph have they won.\nThe kingdom ours remaineth.\n\n\n1. Ein' feste Burg ist unser Gott,\nEin' gute Wehr und Waffen,\nEr hilft uns frei aus aller Noth,\nDie uns jetzt hat betroffen.\nDer alt' boese Feind,\nMit Ernst er's jetzt meint:\nGross Macht und viel List,\nSein' grausam Ruestung ist,\nAuf Erd' ist nicht sein gleichen.\n\n2. Mit unser' Macht ist nichts gethan,\nWir sind gar bald verloren,\nEs streit't fuer uns der rechte Mann,\nDen Gott hat selbst erkoren.\nFragst du, wer der ist?\nEr heisst Jesu Christ,\nDer Herr Zebaoth,\nUnd ist kein ander' Gott,\nDas Feld muss er behalten.\n\n3. Und wenn die Welt voll Teufel waer,\nUnd wollt' uns gar verschlingen,\nSo fuerchten wir uns nicht so sehr,\nEs soll uns doch gelingen.\nDer Fuerst dieser Welt,\nWie saur er sich stellt\nThut er uns doch nicht,\nDas macht, er ist gericht't;\nEin Woertlein kann ihn faellen.\n\n4. Das Wort sie sollen lassen stahn,\nUnd kein'n Dank dazu haben;\nEr ist bei uns wohl auf dem Plan\nMit seinem Geist und Gaben.\nNehmen sie den Leib,\nGut, Ehr', Kind und Weib,\nLass fahren dahin,\nSie haben's kein'n Gewinn,\nDas Reich muss uns doch bleiben.\n\n\nNOTE.-The perfectly regular though rugged versification of the\noriginal text (8,7; 8,7; 5,5,5,6,7.) has been modified in later\neditions by an attempt to extend the shorter lines by one syllable.\nThe genuine text is here given, and the English version is\nconformed to it.\n\n\n\nXXVII. Berleih' uns Frieden gnaediglich.\nIn these our Days so perilous.\n\n_\"Da pacem Domine.\"_\n\n_Melody,_ 1543. _Harmony by_ ERYTHRAEUS,_ 1608.\n\nIn these our days so perilous,\nLord, peace in mercy send us;\nNo God but thee can fight for us,\nNo God but thee defend us;\nThou our only God and Saviour.\n\n\nBerleih' uns Frieden gnaediglich,\nHerr Gott, zu unser'n Zeiten,\nEs ist doch ja kein Ander' nicht,\nDer fuer uns koennte streiten,\nDenn du, unser Gott alleine.\n\n\n\nXXVIII. Herr Gott, dich loben wir.\nLord God, thy Praise we sing.\n\n_Te Deum Laudamus. For two Choirs._\n\n_Melody, from the Latin Melody. Harmony by_\nLANDGRAF MORITZ.\n\nLord God, thy praise we sing;\nLord God, our thanks we bring;\nFather in eternity,\nAll the world worships thee.\nAngels all and heavenly host\nOf thy glory loudly boast;\nBoth cherubim and Seraphim\nSing ever with loud voice this hymn:\nHoly art thou, our God!\nHoly art thou, our God!\nHoly art thou, our God,\nthe Lord of Sabaoth!\n\nThy majesty and godly might\nFill the earth and all the realms of light.\nThe twelve apostles join in song\nWith the dear prophets' goodly throng\nThe martyrs' noble army raise\nTheir voice to thee in hymns of praise.\nThe universal Church doth thee\nThroughout the world confess to be\n\nThee, Father, on thy highest throne,\nThy worthy, true, and well belov'd Son,\nThe Comforter, ev'n the Holy Ghost,\nWhereof she makes her constant boast.\nThee King of all glory, Christ, we own,\nTh'eternal Father's eternal Son.\nTo save mankind thou hast not, Lord,\nThe Virgin Mary's womb abhorred;\nThou over camest death's sharp sting,\nBelievers unto heaven to bring;\nAt God's right hand thou sittest, clad\nIn th'glory with the Father had;\nThou shalt in glory come again,\nTo judge both dead and living men.\nThy servants help whom thou, O God,\nHast ransomed with that precious blood;\nGrant that we share the heav'nly rest\nWith the happy saints eternally blest.\nHelp us, O Lord, from age to age,\nAnd bless thy chosen heritage.\nNourish and keep them by thy power,\nAnd lift them up for evermore.\n\nLord God, we praise thee day by day,\nAnd sanctify thy name alway.\nKeep us this day, and at all times,\nFrom secret sins and open crimes;\nFor mercy only, Lord, we plead;\nBe merciful to our great need.\nShow us thy mercy, Lord, as we\nOur steadfast trust repose in thee.\nIn thee, Lord, have we put our trust;\nO never let our hope be lost!\nAmen.\n\n\n1.  Herr Gott, dich loben wir,\nHerr Gott, wir danken dir!\nDich, Vater in Ewigkeit,\nEhrt die Welt weit und breit.\nAll Engel und Himmels Herr'\nUnd was dienet deiner Ehr',\nAuch Cherubin und Seraphin\nSingen immer mit hoher Stimm':\nHeilig ist unser Gott!\nHeilig ist unser Gott!\nHeilig ist unser Gott,\nder Herre Zebaoth!\n\n2. Dein' goettlich' Macht und Herrlichkeit\nGeht ueber Himmel und Erden weit.\nDer heiligen zwoelf Boten Zahl,\nUnd die lieben Propheten all',\nDie theuren Maert'rer allzumal\nLoben dich, Herr, mit grossem Schall.\nDie ganze werthe Christenheit\nRuehmt dich auf Erden alle Zeit,\n\n3. Dich, Gott Vater, im hoechsten Thron,\nDeinen rechten und einigen Sohn,\nDen heiligen Geist und Troester werth\nMit rechtem Dienst sie lobt und ehrt.\nDu Koenig der Ehren, Jesu Christ,\nGott Vaters ewiger Sohn du bist.\nDer Jungfrau Leib nicht hast verschmaeht,\nZu'rloesen das menschlich Geschlecht;\nDu hast dem Tod zerstoert sein' Macht\nUnd all' Christen zum Himmel bracht;\nDu sitz'sst zur Rechten Gottes gleich\nMit aller Ehr' in's Vaters Reich;\nEin Richter du zukunftig bist\nAlles das todt und lebend ist.\n\n4. Nun hilf uns, Herr, den Dienern dein,\nDie mit dei'm theu'rn Blut erloeset sein:\nLass uns im Himmel haben Theil\nMit den Heiligen in ewigem Heil.\nHilf deinem Volk, Herr Jesu Christ,\nUnd segne das dein Erbtheil ist;\nWart' und pfleg' ihr'r zu aller Zeit\nUnd heb' sie hoch in Ewigkeit.\nTaeglich, Herr Gott, wir loben dich,\nUnd ehr'n dein Namen stetiglich.\nBehuet' uns heut', o treuer Gott,\nFuer aller Suend' und Missethat.\nSei uns gnaedig, o Herre Gott,\nSei uns gnaedig in aller Noth:\nZeig' uns deine Barmherzigkeit,\nWie unsre Hoffnung zu dir steht.\nAuf dich hoffen wir, lieber Herr;\nIn Schanden lass uns nimmermehr!\nAmen.\n\n\n\n\n\nXXIX. Von Himmel hoch da komm ich her.\nFrom Heaven above to Earth I come.\n\n_A Christmas Song._ LUKE, ii.\n\n_Melody,_ 1543.\n\n1. From heaven above to earth I come,\nTo bear good news to every home;\nGlad tidings of great joy I bring,\nWhereof I now will say and sing.\n\n2. To you, this night, is born a child\nOf Mary, chosen Mother mild;\nThis tender child of lowly birth,\nShall be the joy of all your earth.\n\n3. 'Tis Christ our God, who far on high\nHad heard your sad and bitter cry;\nHimself will your salvation be,\nHimself from sin will make you free.\n\n4. He brings those blessings long ago\nPrepared by God for all below;\nThat in his heavenly kingdom blest\nYou may with us forever rest.\n\n5. These are the tokens ye shall mark,\nThe swaddling-clothes and manger dark;\nThere shall ye find the young child laid,\nBy whom the heavens and earth were made.\n\n6. Now let us all, with gladsome cheer,\nFollow the shepherds, and draw near\nTo see this wondrous gift of God,\nWho hath his own dear Son bestowed.\n\n7. Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes!\nWhat is it in yon manger lies?\nWho is this child, so young and fair?\nThe blessed Christ-child lieth there!\n\n8. Welcome to earth, thou noble guest,\nThrough whom e'en wicked men are blest!\nThou com'st to share our misery,\nWhat can we render, Lord, to thee!\n\n9. Ah, Lord, who hast created all,\nHow hast thou made thee weak and small,\nTo lie upon the coarse dry grass,\nThe food of humble ox and ass.\n\n10. And were the world ten times as wide,\nWith gold and jewels beautified,\nIt would be far too small to be\nA little cradle, Lord, for thee.\n\n11. Thy silk and velvet are coarse hay,\nThy swaddling bands the mean array,\nWith which even thou, a King so great,\nArt clad as with a robe of state.\n\n12. Thus hath it pleased thee to make plain\nThe truth to us, poor fools and vain,\nThat this world's honor, wealth and might\nAre naught and worthless in thy sight.\n\n13. Ah, dearest Jesus, holy child,\nMake thee a bed, soft, undefiled,\nHere in my poor heart's inmost shrine,\nThat I may evermore be thine.\n\n14. My heart for very joy doth leap,\nMy lips no more can silence keep,\nI too must sing, with joyful tongue,\nThat sweetest ancient cradle song:-\n\n15. Glory to God in highest heaven,\nWho unto man his Son hath given,\nWhile angles sing, with pious mirth,\nA glad New Year to all the earth.\n\n\n1. Von Himmel hoch da komm ich her,\nIch bring' euch gute neue Maehr,\nDer guten Maehr bring ich so viel,\nDavon ich sing'n und sagen will.\n\n2. Euch ist ein Kindlein heut' gebor'n\nVon einer Jungfrau auserkor'n,\nEin Kindelein so zart und fein,\nDas soll eu'r Freund und Wonne sein.\n\n3. Es ist der Herr Christ unser Gott,\nDer will euch fuehr'n aus aller Noth,\nEr will eu'r Heiland selber sein,\nVon allen Suenden machen rein.\n\n4. Er bringt euch alle Selighkeit,\nDie Gott der Vater hat bereit't,\nDass ibr mit uns im Himmelreich\nSollt leben nun und ewiglich.\n\n5. So merket nun das Zeichen recht,\nDie Krippen, Windelein so schlecht;\nDa sindet ihr das Kind gelegt,\nDas alle Welt erhaelt und traegt.\n\n6. Dess lasst uns Alle froehlich sein\nUnd mit den Hirten geh'n hinein,\nZu seh'n was Gott uns hat bescheert,\nMit seinem lieben Sohn verehrt.\n\n7.Merk auf, mein Herz, und sieh dort hin:\nWas liegt doch in dem Krippelein?\nWess ist das schoene Kindelein?\nEs ist das liebe Jesulein.\n\n8. Bis willekomm, du edler Gast,\nDen Suender nicht verschmaehet hast,\nUnd koemmst in Elend her zu mir,\nWie soll ich immer danken dir?\n\n9. Ach Herr, du Schoepfer aller Ding',\nWie bist du worden so gering,\nDass du da liegst auf duerrem Gras,\nDavon ein Kind und Esel ass.\n\n10. Uud waer' die Welt vielmal so weit,\nVon Edelstein und Gold bereit't,\nSo waer sie doch dir viel zu klein,\nZu sein ein enges Wiegelein.\n\n11. Der Sammet und die Seiden dein,\nDas ist grob Heu und Windelein,\nDarauf du Koen'g so gross und reich\nHerprangst, als waers dein Himmelreich.\n\n12. Das hat also gefallen dir,\nDie Wahrheit anzuzeigen mir:\nWie aller Welt Macht, Ehr und Gut\nFuer dir nichts gilt, nicht hilft noch thut.\n\n13. Ach, mein herzliebes Jesulein,\nMach dir ein rein sanft Bettelein,\nZu ruhen in mein's Herzens Schrein,\nDass ich nimmer vergesse dein.\n\n14. Davon ich allzeit froehlich sei,\nZu springen, singen immer frei\nDas rechte Susannine* schon,\nMit Herzen Lust den suessen Ton.\n\n15. Lob, Ehr sei Gott im hoechsten Thron,\nDer uns schenkt seinen ein'gen Sohn,\nDes freuen sich der Engel Schaar\nUnd singen uns solch's neues Jahr.\n\n\n*d.h. Wiegenliedlein.\n\n\n\nXXX. Sie ist mir lieb, die werthe Magd.\nDear is to me the holy Maid.\n\n_Founded on the twelfth chapter of the Revelation._\n\n_Melody, Wittenberg,_ 1545. _Harmony by_ M. PRAETORIUS, 1610.\n\n1. Dear is to me the holy Maid,-\nI never can forget her;\nFor glorious things of her are said;\nThan life I love her better:\nSo dear and good,\nThat if I should\nAfflicted be,\nIt moves not me;\nFor she my soul will ravish\nWith constancy and love's pure fire,\nAnd with her bounty lavish\nFulfil my heart's desire.\n\n2. She wears a crown of purest gold,\nTwelve shining stars attend her;\nHer raiment, glorious to behold,\nSurpasses far in splendor\nThe sun at noon;\nUpon the moon\nShe stands, the Bride\nOf him who died:\nSore travail is upon her;\nShe bringeth forth a noble Son\nWhom all the world doth honor;\nShe bows before his throne.\n\n3. Thereat the Dragon raged, and stood\nWith open mouth before her;\nBut vain was his attempt, for God\nHis buckler broad threw o'er her.\nUp to his throne\nHe caught his Son,\nBut left the foe\nTo rage below.\nThe mother, sore afflicted,\nAlone into the desert fled,\nThere by her God protected,\nBy her true Father fed.\n\n\n1. Sie ist mir lieb, die werthe Magd,\nUnd kann ihr'r nicht vergessen,\nLob', Ehr' und Zucht von ihr man sagt,\nSie hat mein Herz besessen.\nIch bin ihr hold,\nUnd wenn ich sollt\nGross Unglueck han,\nDa liegt nichts an;\nSie will mich des ergoetzen\nMit ihrer Lieb' und Treu an mir,\nDie sie zu mir will setzen,\nUnd thun all mein Begier.\n\n2. Sie traegt von Gold so rein ein' Kron\nDa leuchten ihn zivoelf Sterne,\nIhr Kleid ist wie die Sonne schoen\nDas glaenzet hell und ferne,\nUnd auf dem Mon'\nIhr' Fuesse ston\nSie ist die Braut,\nDem Herrn vertraut,\nIhr ist weh, und muss g'baeren\nEin schoenes Kind, den edlen Sohn,\nUnd aller Welt ein'n Herren,\nDem sie ist unterthon.\n\n3. Das thut dem alten Drachen Zorn\nUnd will das Kind verschlingen;\nSein Loben ist doch ganz verlor'n,\nEs kann ihm nicht gelingen:\nDas Kind ist doch\nGen Himmel hoch\nGenommen hin,\nUnd laesset ihn\nAuf Erden fast sehr wuethen;\nDie Mutter muss gar fein allein,\nDoch will sie Gott behueten,\nUnd der recht' Vater sein.\n\n\n\nXXXI. Vater unser im Himmelreich.\nOur Father, thou in Heaven above.\n\n_\"Das Vaterunser, kurtz und gut ausgelegt, und in\ngesangsweise gebracht, durch D. MARTIN LUTHER.\" The\nLord's Prayer, paraphrased._\n\n_Melody,_ 1538. ? _Harmony by_ A. HAUPT, 1869.\n\n1. Our Father, thou in heaven above,\nWho biddest us to dwell in love,\nAs brethren of one family,\nAnd cry for all we need to thee;\nTeach us to mean the words we say,\nAnd from the inmost heart to pray.\n\n2. All hallowed be thy name, O Lord!\nO let us firmly keep thy Word,\nAnd lead, according to thy name,\nA holy life, untouched by blame;\nLet no false teachings do us hurt,-\nAll poor deluded souls convert.\n\n3. Thy kingdom come! Thine let it be\nIn time, and through eternity!\nO let thy Holy Spirit dwell\nWith us, to rule and guide us well;\nFrom Satan's mighty power and rage\nPreserve thy Church from age to age.\n\n4. Thy will be done on earth, O Lord,\nAs where in heaven thou art adored!\nPatience in time of grief bestow,\nThee to obey through weal and woe;\nOur sinful flesh and blood control\nThat thwart thy will within the soul.\n\n5. Give us this day our daily bread,\nLet us be duly clothed and fed,\nAnd keep thou from our homes afar\nFamine and pestilence and war,\nThat we may live in godly peace,\nUnvexed by cares and avarice.\n\n6. Forgive our sins, O Lord, that they\nNo more may vex us, day by day,\nAs we forgive their trespasses\nWho unto us have done amiss;\nThus let us dwell in charity,\nAnd serve each other willingly.\n\n7. Into temptation lead us not;\nAnd when the foe doth war and plot\nAgainst our souls one very hand,\nThen, armed with faith, O may we stand\nAgainst him as a valiant host,\nThrough comfort of the Holy Ghost.\n8. Deliver us from evil, Lord!\nThe days are dark and foes abroad;\nRedeem us from eternal death;\nAnd when we yield our dying breath,\nConsole us, grant us calm release,\nAnd take our souls to thee in peace.\n\n9. Amen! that is, So let it be!\nStrengthen our faith and trust in thee,\nThat we may doubt not, but believe\nThat what we ask we shall receive;\nThus in thy name and at thy word\nWe say Amen, now hear us, Lord!\n\n\n1. Vater unser im Himmelreich,\nDer du uns alle heissest gleich\nBrueder sein, und dich rufen an\nUnd willt das Beten von uns han:\nGieb dass nicht bet allein der Mund,\nHils dass es geh von Herzens Grund.\n\n2. Geheiligt werd der Name dein,\nDein Wort bei uns hilf halten rein,\nDass auch wir leben heiliglich,\nNach deinem Namen wuerdiglich.\nBehuet uns, Herr, fuer falscher Lehr,\nDas arm verfuehret Volk bekehr.\n\n3. Es komm dein Reich zu dieser Zeit\nUnd dort hernach in Ewigkeit;\nDer heilig Geist uns wohne bei,\nMit seinen Gaben mancherlei;\nDes Satans Zorn uns gross Gewalt\nZerbrich, fuer ihm dein' Kirch' erhalt.\n\n4. Dein Will gescheh', Herr Gott, zugleich\nAuf Erden wie im Himmelreich,\nGib uns Geduld in Leidenszeit,\nGehorsam sein in Lieb und Leid,\nWehr und steu'r allem Fleisch und Blut,\nDas wider deinen Willen thut.\n\n5. Gib uns beut unser taeglich Brot\nUnd was man darf zur Leibes Noth;\nBehuet uns, Herr, fuer Unfried, Streit,\nFuer Seuchen und fuer theuer Zeit,\nDass wir in gutem Frieden stehn\nDer Sorg und Geizens muessig gehen.\n\n6. All unser Schuld' vergib uns, Herr,\nDass sie uns nicht betrueben mehr,\nWie wir auch unsern Schuldigern\nIhr Schuld und Fehl vergeben gern;\nZu dienen mach uns all bereit\nIn rechter Lieb und Einigkeit.\n\n7. Fuehr uns, Herr, in Versuchung nicht,\nWenn uns der boese Feind ansicht\nZur linken und zur rechten Hand,\nHilf uns thun starken Widerstand;\nIm Glauben fest und wohlgeruest't\nUnd durch des heil'gen Geistes Trost.\n\n8. Von allem Uebel uns erloes,\nEs sind die Zeit und Tage boes;\nErloes uns vom wiegen Tod\nUnd troest uns in der letzten Noth.\nBescher uns auch ein selig's End,\nNimm unser Seel in deine Hand'.\n\n9. Amen, das ist: es werde wahr;\nStaerk unsern Glauben immerdar,\nAuf dass wir ja nicht zweifeln dran,\nDass wir hiermit gebeten han;\nAuf dein Wort in dem Namen dein,\nSo sprechen wir das Amen fein.\n\n\n\nXXXII. Von Himmel kam der Engel schaar.\nTo Shepherds, as they watched by Night.\n\n_A second Christmas Song, to the Tune, \"Vom\nHimmel hoch.\"\n\n_Melody,_ 1543.\n\n1. To shepherds, as they watched by night,\nAppeared a troop of angels bright;\nBehold the tender babe, they said,\nIn yonder lowly manger laid.\n\n2. At Bethlehem, in David's town,\nAs Micah did of old make known;-\n'Tis Jesus Christ, your Lord and King,\nWho doth to all salvation bring.\n\n3. Rejoice ye, then, that through his Son\nGod is with sinners now at one;\nMade like yourselves of flesh and blood,\nYour brother is th' eternal Good.\n\n4. What harm can sin and death then do?\nThe true God now abides with you:\nLet hell and Satan chide and chafe,\nGod is your fellow-ye are safe.\n\n5. Not one he will nor can forsake\nWho him his confidence doth make:\nLet all his wiles the tempter try,\nYou may his utmost powers defy.\n\n6. You must prevail at last, for ye\nAre now become God's family:\nTo God forever give ye praise,\nPatient and cheerful all your days.\n\n\n1. Von Himmel kam der Engel schaar,\nErschien den Hirten offenbar;\nSie sagten ihn: Ein Kindlein zart\nDas liegt dort in der Krippen hart.\n\n2. Zu Bethlehem in Davids Stadt,\nWie Micha das verkuendet hat,\nEs ist der Herre Jesus Christ\nDer euer aller Heiland ist.\n\n3. Des sollt ihr billig froehlich sein,\nDass Gott mit euch ist worden ein;\nEr ist gebor'n eu'r Fleisch und Blut,\nEu'r Bruder ist das ewig Gut.\n\n4. Was kann euch thun die Suend' und Tod?\nIhr habt mit euch den wahren Gott.\nLasst zuernen Teufel und die Hoell'\nGott's Sohn ist 'worden eu'r Gesell.\n\n5. Er will und kann euch lassen nicht,\nSetz't ihr aus ihn eu'r Zuversicht;\nEs moegen euch viel fechten an\nDem sei Trotz, der's nicht lassen kann.\n\n6. Zuletzt muss ihr doch haben recht,\nIhr seid nun 'worden Gott's Geschlecht;\nDess danket Gott in Ewigkeit,\nGeduldig, froehlich, alle Zeit.\n\n\n\nXXXIII. Erhalt' uns, Herr, bei deinem Wort.\nLord, keep us in Thy Word and Work.\n\n_A Children's Song against the two arch-enemies of Christ\nand his Holy Church._\n\n_Melody,_ 1543. _Harmony by_ WM. STERNDALE\nBENNETT, 1865.\n\n1. Lord, keep us in thy word and work,\nRestrain the murderous Pope and Turk,\nWho fain would tear from off thy throne\nChrist Jesus, thy beloved Son.\n\n2. Lord Jesus Christ, thy power make known,\nFor thou art Lord of lords alone.\nShield thy poor Christendom, that we\nMay evermore sing praise to thee.\n\n3. God, Holy Ghost, our joy thou art,\nGive to thy flock on earth one heart.\nStand by us in our latest need,\nAnd us from death to glory lead.\n\n\n1.Erhalt' uns, Herr, bei deinem Wort\nUnd steure deine Feinde Mord,\nDie Jesum Christum deinen Sohn,\nWollen stuerzen von deinem Thron.\n\n2.Beweis' dein Macht, Herr Jesu Christ,\nDer du Herr allen Herren bist;\nBeschirm' dein' arme Christenheit,\nDass sie dich lob' in Ewigkeit.\n\n3. Gott heil'ger Geist, du Troester werth,\nGieb' dei'm Volk ein'rlei Sinn' auf Erd'\nSteh bei uns in der letzten Noth,\nG'leit uns ins Leben aus dem Tod.\n\n\n\nXXXIV. Christ, unser Herr, zum Jordan kam.\nTo Jordan came our Lord the Christ.\n\n_This melody, known also by the title, \"Es soll uns Gott\ngenaedig sein,\" is supposed to have been taken from a secular\ntune of much earlier date._\n\n_Harmony by_ A. HAUPT, 1869.\n\n1. To Jordan came our Lord the Christ,\nTo do God's pleasure willing,\nAnd there was by Saint John baptized,\nAll righteousness fulfilling;\nThere did he consecrate a bath\nTo wash away transgression,\nAnd quench the bitterness of death\nBy his own blood and passion;\nHe would a new life give us.\n\n2. So hear ye all, and well perceive\nWhat God doth call baptism,\nAnd what a Christian should believe\nWho error shuns and schism:\nThat we should water use, the Lord\nDeclareth it his pleasure;\nNot simple water, but the Word\nAnd Spirit without measure;\nHe is the true Baptizer.\n\n3. To show us this, he hath his word\nWith signs and symbols given;\nOn Jordan's banks was plainly heard\nThe Father's voice from heaven:\n\"This is my well-beloved Son,\nIn whom my soul delighteth;\nHear him.\" Yea, hear him every one\nWhom he himself inviteth,\nHear and obey his teaching.\n\n4. In tender manhood Jesus straight\nTo holy Jordan wendeth;\nThe Holy Ghost from heaven's gate\nIn dovelike shape descendeth;\nThat thus the truth be not denied,\nNor should our faith e'er waver,\nThat the Three Persons all preside,\nAt Baptism's holy laver,\nAnd dwell with the believer.\n\n5. Thus Jesus his disciples sent:\nGo teach ye every nation,\nThat lost in sin they must repent;\nAnd flee from condemnation:\nHe that believes and is baptized,\nObtains a mighty blessing;\nA new-born man, no more he dies,\nEternal life possessing,\nA joyful heir of heaven.\n\n6. Who in this mercy hath not faith,\nNor aught therein discerneth,\nIs yet in sin, condemned to death,\nAnd fire that ever burneth;\nHis holiness avails him not,\nNor aught which he is doing;\nHis inborn sin brings all to naught,\nAnd maketh sure his ruin;\nHimself he cannot succor.\n\n7. The eye of sense alone is dim,\nAnd nothing sees but water;\nFaith sees Christ Jesus, and in him\nThe lamb ordained for slaughter;\nShe sees the cleansing fountain red\nWith the dear blood of Jesus,\nWhich from the sins inherited\nFrom fallen Adam frees us,\nAnd from our own misdoings.\n\n\n1. Christ, unser Herr, zum Jordan kam\nNach seines Vaters Willen,\nVon Sanct Johann's die Taufe nahm,\nSein Werk und Amt zu ' rfuellen.\nDa wollt' er stiften uns ein Bad,\nZu waschen uns von Suenden,\nErsaeufen auch den bittern Tod\nDurch sein selbst Blut und Wunden,\nEs galt ein neues Leben.\n\n2. So hoert und merket alle wohl,\nWas Gott heisst selbst die Taufe,\nUnd was ein Christen glauben soll,\nZu meiden Ketzer Haufen:\nGott spricht und will, das Wasser sei\nDoch nicht allein schlecht Wasser,\nSein heilig's Wort ist auch dabei\nMit reichem Geist ohn' Massen,\nDer ist allhie der Taeufer.\n\n3. Solch's hat er uns beweiset klar,\nMit Bildern und mit Worten,\nDes Vaters Stimm man offenbar\nDaselbst am Jordan hoerte.\nEr sprach: das ist mein lieber Sohn,\nAn dem ich hab' Gefallen,\nDen will ich euch befohlen han,\nDass ihr ihn hoeret alle\nUnd folget seinen Lehren.\n\n4. Auch Gottes Sohn hie selber steht\nIn seiner zarten Menschheit,\nDer heilig' Geist hernieder faehrt\nIn Taubenbild verkleidet;\nDass wir nicht sollen zweifeln d'ran,\nWenn wir getaufet werden,\nAll' drei Person getaufet han,\nDamit bei uns auf Erden\nZu wohnen sich ergeben.\n\n5. Sein' Juenger heisst der Herre Christ:\nGeht hin all' Welt zu lehren,\nDass sie verlor'n in Suenden ist,\nSich soll zur Busse kehren;\nWer glaubet und sich taufen laesst,\nSoll dadurch selig werden,\nEin neugeborner Mensch er heisst,\nDer nicht mehr konne sterben,\nDas Himmelreich soll erben.\n\n6. Wer nicht glaubt dieser grossen G'nad,\nDer bleibt in seinen Suenden,\nUnd ist verdammt zum ew'gen Tod\nTief in der Hoellen Grunde,\nNichts hilst sein' eigen' Heiligkeit,\nAll' sein Thun ist verloren.\nDie Erbsuend' macht's zur Nichtigkeit,\nDarin er ist geboren,\nVermag ihm selbst nichts helfen.\n\n7. Das Aug' allein das Wasser seiht,\nWie Menschen Wasser giessen,\nDer Glaub' im Geist die Kraft versteht\nDes Blutes Jesu Christi,\nUnd ist fuer ihm ein' rothe Fluth\nVon Christus Blut gefaerbet,\nDie allen Schaden heilen thut\nVon Adam her geerbet,\nAuch von uns selbst begangen.\n\n\n\nXXXV. Was fuercht'st du, Feind Herodes, sehr?\nWhy, Herod, unrelenting foe.\n\n_From the Hymn of Coelius Sedelius, of the Fifth Century,\n\"Herodes hostis impie.\"_\n\n_Harmony by_ M. PRAETORIUS, 1609.\n\n1. Why, Herod, unrelenting foe,\nDoth the Lord's coming move thee so?\nHe doth no earthly kingdom seek\nWho brings his kingdom to the meek.\n\n2. Led by the star, the wise men find\nThe Light that lightens all mankind;\nThe threefold presents which they bring\nDeclare him God, and Man, and King.\n\n3. In Jordan's sacred waters stood\nThe meek and heavenly Lamb of God,\nAnd he who did no sin, thereby\nCleansed us from all iniquity!\n\n4. And now a miracle was done:\nSix waterpots stood there of stone;\nChrist spake the word with power divine,\nThe water reddened into wine.\n\n5. All honor unto Christ be paid,\nPure offspring of the holy maid,\nWith Father and with Holy Ghost,\nTill time in endless time be lost.\n\n\n1. Was fuercht'st du, Feind Herodes, sehr,\nDass uns gebor'n kommt Christ der Herr?\nEr sucht kein sterblich Koenigreich,\nDer zu uns bringt sein Himmelreich.\n\n2. Dem Stern die Weisen folgen nach,\nSolch' Licht zum rechten Licht sie bracht';\nSie zeigen mit den Gaben drei,\nDies Kind, Gott, Mensch, und Koenig sei.\n\n3. Die Tauf' im Jordan an sich nahm\nDas himmelische Gottes Lamm,\nDadurch, der nie kein' Suende that,\nBon Suenden uns gewaschen hat.\n\n4. Ein Wunderwerk da neu geschah;\nSechs steinern' Kruege man da sah\nVoll Wasser, das verlor sein Art,\nRother Wein durch sein Wort d'raus ward.\n\n5. Lob, Ehr' und Dank fei dir gesagt,\nChrist, gebor'n von der reinen Magd,\nMit Vater und dem heiligen Geist\nVon nun an bis in Ewigkeit.\n\n\n\nXXXVI. Der du bist drei in Einigkeit.\nThou, who art Three in Unity.\n\n_An imitation from the Gregorian hymn, \"O lux\nbeata trinitas.\"\n\n_Original Latin Melody. Harmony in_ VON TUCHER, 18--.\n\n1. Thou who art Three in Unity,\nTrue God from all eternity,\nThe sun is fading from our sight,\nShine thou on us with heavenly light.\n\n2. We praise thee with the dawning day,\nTo thee at evening also pray,\nWith our poor song we worship thee\nNow, ever and eternally.\n\n3. Let God the Father be adored,\nAnd God the Son, the only Lord,\nAnd equal adoration be,\nEternal Comforter, to thee.\n\n\n1. Der du bist drei in Einigkeit,\nEin wahrer Gott von Ewigkeit;\nDie Sonn' mit dem Tag von uns weicht:\nLass leuchten uns dein goettlich Licht.\n\n2. Des Morgens, Gott, dich loben wir,\nDes Abends auch beten fuer dir,\nUnser armes Lied ruehmt dich\nJetzt und immer und ewiglich.\n\nGott Vater, dem sei ewig Ehr,\nGott Sohn der ist der einig' Herr,\nUnd dem Troester heiligen Geist,\nVon nun an bis in Ewigkeit.\n\n\nThis text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg\nby Cindy A. Beesley and is in the public domain.  You may\nfreely distribute, copy or print this text.  Please direct any\ncomments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther\nLibrary at Concordia Theological Seminary.\nE-mail: CFWLibrary@CRF.CUIS.EDU\nSurface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft.  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