3. They will not blush to own us As brothers, sisters dear, Love ever will be shown us When we with them appear. We all shall come before Him Who for us man became, As Lord and God adore Him, And ever bless His name. 4. Our Father, rich in blessing, Will give us crowns of gold And, to His bosom pressing, Impart a bliss untold, Will welcome with embraces Of never-ending love, And deck us with His graces In blissful realms above. 5. In yonder home shall never Be silent music’s voice; With hearts and lips forever We shall in God rejoice. The angels shall adore Him, All saints shall sing His praise, And bring with joy before Him Their sweetest heavenly lays. 6. In mansions fair and spacious Will God the feast prepare And, ever kind and gracious, Bid us its riches share; There bliss that knows no measure From springs of love shall flow, And never-changing pleasure His bounty will bestow. 7. Thus God shall from all evil Forever make us free, From sin and from the devil, From all adversity, From sickness, pain, and sadness, From troubles, cares, and fears, And grant us heavenly gladness, And wipe away our tears. Johann Walther, † c. 1566. 135 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 Come, Thou precious Ransom, come! Only Hope for sinful mortals! Come, O Savior of the world! Open are to Thee all portals; Come, Thy beauty let us see: Anxiously we wait for Thee. 2. O great King of Glory, come! Let me be Thy living temple; Enter Thou into my heart; Though I am but poor and simple, Yet my riches then shall be That Thou reignest, Lord, in me. 3. My hosannas and my palms Graciously receive, I pray Thee; Evermore, as best I can, Savior, I will homage pay Thee, And in faith I will embrace, Lord, Thy merit through Thy grace. 4. Hail! Hosanna! David’s Son, Help, Lord, hear our supplication! Let Thy kingdom, scepter, crown Bring us blessing and salvation That forever we may sing: Hail! Hosanna! to our King. J. G. Olearius, 1644; A. Crull, tr. 136 7, 6, 8 l O Lord, how shall I meet Thee, How welcome Thee aright? All nations long to greet Thee, My Hope, my heart’s Delight! O kindle, dearest Jesus, Thy lamp within my breast That I may know what pleases Thee, Lord, my heav’nly Guest.