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Quotes from the hymns and liturgy of "The Lutheran Hymnal" published in 1941.

St Louis, MO
Joined February 2017
For the joy Thine advent gave me, For Thy holy, precious Word; For Thy Baptism, which doth save me, For Thy blest Communion board; For Thy death, the bitter scorn, For Thy resurrection morn, Lord, I thank Thee and extol Thee, And in heaven I shall behold Thee. #TLH207
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He lives triumphant form the grave, He lives eternally to save, He lives all glorious in the sky, He lives exalted there on high. #TLH200
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The strife is o'er the battle done; Now is the Victor's triumph won; Now be the song of praise begun. Alleluia! #TLH210
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Jesus Christ is risen today, Alleluia! Our triumphant holy day, Alleluia! Who did once upon the cross, Alleluia! Suffer to redeem our loss! Alleluia!
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I know that my Redeemer lives! What comfort this sweet sentence gives! #TLH200
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Early hasten to the tomb Where they laid His breathless clay; All is solitude and gloom, Whom hath taken Him away? Christ is risen! He meets our eyes! Savior teach us so to rise #TLH159 #Easter #HeIsRisen
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Here we have a firm foundation, Here the refuge of the lost; Christ's the Rock of our salvation, His the name of which we boast Lamb of God, for sinners wounded, Sacrifice to cancel guilt! None shall ever be confounded Who on Him their hope have built. #GoodFriday
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See from His head His hands His feet Sorrow and love flow mingled down Did e'er such love and sorrow meet Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
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Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee That from pain I might be free Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee,- Thence I gain security Comfortless Thy soul did languish Me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be Dearest Jesus, unto Thee #TLH151
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Calvary's mournful mountain climb There adoring at His feet Mark that miracle of time God's own sacrifice complete "It is finished" hear Him cry Learn of Jesus Christ to die. #TLH159
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Ye who think of sin but lightly Nor suppose the evil great Here may view its nature rightly, Here its guilt may estimate. Mark the Sacrifice appointed, See who bears the awful load; 'Tis the WORD, the LORD'S ANOINTED, Son of Man and Son of God. #TLH153 #GoodFriday
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Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, See Him dying on the tree! 'Tis the Christ by man rejected; Yes, my soul 'tis He, 'tis He! 'Tis the long expected Prophet, David's Son, yet David's Lord; Proofs I see sufficient of it: 'Tis the true and faithful Word. #TLH153
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“This is My body, broke for sin Receive and eat the living food; Then took the cup and blessed the wine; Tis the new cov'nant in My blood” #TLH164
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Go to Dark Gethsemane Ye that feel the tempers power Your Redeemer's conflict see Watch with Him one bitter hour! Turn not from His griefs away Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. #TLH159 #MaundyThursday
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My burden in Thy Passion, Lord, Thou hast borne for me, For it was my transgression Which brought this woe on Thee. I cast me down before Thee; Wrath were my rightful lot. Have mercy, I implore Thee; Redeemer, spurn me not! #TLH172
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Do we pass that cross unheeding Breathing no repentant vow, Tho' we see Thee wounded, bleeding See Thy thorn encircled brow? Yet Thy sinless death hath bought us Life eternal, peace and rest: Only what Thy grace hath taught us Calms the sinner's stormy breast. #TLH145
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O Sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, Thine only crown O sacred head what glory, What bliss, till now was Thine! Yet, tho' despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. #TLH172
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Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee Bonds and stripes, cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, O Thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst Thou my soul deliver From the bonds of sin forever. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be Dearest Jesus unto Thee! #TLH151
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Ride on, ride on, in majesty! The angel armies of the sky Look down with sad and wond'ring eyes To see Thy approaching Sacrifice. #TLH162
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Every word that pains or grieves me, by thy stripes, Lord is made whole; When I'm faint , Thy Cross revives me, granting new life to my soul. #TLH144
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