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Ye Servants Of God
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Nikolaus von Zinzendorf & Johann Nitschmann, 1735
translated by John Wesley, 1740
I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God,
to wash me in thy cleansing blood,
to dwell within thy wounds; then
pain is sweet, and life or death is gain.
Take my poor heart and let it be
forever closed to all but thee!
Seal thou my breast and let me wear
that pledge of love forever there.
How blest are they who still abide
close sheltered in thy bleeding side,
who life and strength from thence derive,
and by thee move, and in thee live.
What are our works but sin and death
'til thou thy quick’ning Spirit breathe?
Thou giv’st the power thy grace to move;
0 wondrous grace! 0 boundless love!
Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow,
our words are lost, nor will we know,
nor will we think of ought beside
my Lord, my Love, is crucified.
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The Lamb's High Banquet
04:19
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Latin, 6th century
translated by John Mason Neale, 1851
The Lamb's high banquet we await
in snow-white robes of royal state,
and now, the Red Sea's channel passed,
to Christ, our Prince, we sing at last.
Upon the altar of the cross,
his body hath redeemed our loss,
and tasting of his roseate blood,
our life is hid with him in God.
That paschal eve God's arm was bared;
the devastating angel spared:
by strength of hand our hosts went free
from Pharaoh's ruthless tyranny.
Now Christ, our paschal Lamb, is slain,
the Lamb of God that knows no stain,
the true oblation offered here,
our own unleavened bread sincere.
O thou from whom hell's monarch flies,
O great, O very sacrifice,
thy captive people are set free,
and endless life restored in thee.
For Christ, arising from the dead,
from conquered hell victorious sped,
and thrust the tyrant down to chains,
and paradise for man regains.
We pray thee, King with glory decked,
in this, our paschal joy, protect
from all that death would fain effect
thy ransomed flock, thine own elect.
To thee who, dead, again dost live,
all glory, Lord, thy people give,
all glory, as is every meet,
to Father and to Paraclete.
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My Song Is Love Unknown
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