4. Glory to God, the Father, Son,
And Holy Spirit, Three in One!
To Thee, O holy Trinity,
Be praise throughout eternity!
William, Duke of Saxe-Weimar, 1651.
2
L. M.
Lord, open Thou my heart to hear
And by Thy Word to me draw near;
Let me Thy Word still pure retain,
Let me Thy child and heir remain.
2. Thy Word doth move the inmost heart,
Thy Word doth perfect health impart,
Thy Word my soul with joy doth bless.
Thy Word brings peace and blessedness.
3. Glory to God the Father, Son,
And Holy Spirit, Three in One!
To Thee, O blessed Trinity,
Be praise throughout eternity!
J. Olearius, 1671.
3
7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8
Blessed Jesus, at Thy word
We are gathered all to hear Thee;
Let our hearts and souls be stirred
Now to seek and love and fear Thee,
By Thy teachings, sweet and holy,
Drawn from earth to love Thee solely.
2. All our knowledge, sense, and sight
Lie in deepest darkness shrouded
Till Thy Spirit breaks our night,
With the beams of truth unclouded.
Thou alone to God canst win us,
Thou must work all good within us.
3. Glorious Lord, Thyself impart!
Light of Light, from God proceeding;
Open Thou our ears and heart,
Help us by Thy Spirit’s pleading;
Hear the cry Thy people raises,
Hear and bless our prayers and praises.
4. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Praise to Thee and adoration!
Grant that we Thy Word may trust
And obtain true consolation,
While we here below must wander,
Till we sing Thy praises yonder.
T. Clausnitzer, 1663; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858.
4
L. M.
Thy presence, gracious God, afford,
Prepare us to receive Thy Word;
Now let Thy voice engage our ear
And faith be mixed with what we hear.
2. Distracting thoughts and cares remove
And fix our hearts and hopes above;
With food divine may we be fed
And satisfied with living bread.
3. To us the sacred Word apply
With sovereign power and energy;
And may we, in Thy faith and fear,
Reduce to practise what we hear.
4. Father, in us Thy Son reveal;
Teach us to know and do Thy will;
Thy saving power and love display
And guide us to the realms of day.
J. Fawcett, 1817.
5
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
Open now Thy gates of beauty,
Zion, let me enter there,
Where my soul in joyful duty
Waits for Him who answers pray’r;
Oh, how blessed is this place,
Filled with solace, light, and grace!
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