Lutheran Hymnody
The Hymns
FAITH AND JUSTIFICATION
385
Now I have Found the Firm Foundation
1 Cor. 3: 11
9. 8. 9. 8. 8. 8.
Ich habe nun den Grund gefunden
Johann A. Rothe, 1727
Tr., compostie
O dass ich tausend
Johann B. König, 1738
end
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1
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me
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firm
re
in
er
foun
hath
love,
God
mer
found
the
cy
to
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scend
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find
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cre
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arms
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tran
er
pear!
yearned;
scends,
sure;
dis
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far
ev
sins
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be
this
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laid
wounds
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lov
fore
my
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For
Of
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this
heart
da
tion
through
tient
blood
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pit
which
sus’
so
with
y
un
wretch
is
then
Christ
con
heav’n
Sav
no
to
ed
my
There
And
To
In
sin
tion
re
de
se
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gain
con
wounds
here;
turned;
scends;
cure;
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ior’s
a
ners
Him
cries.
door.
sake.
way.
Mer
heart’s
or
pass
cy!
our
cy!”
closed
for
a
men.
A
skies
more
break
stay
will
and
er
doth
shall
earth
ev
still
moved
er
eth
we
and
“Mer
at
seek
earth
For
He
Wheth
When
ev
knock
er
heav’n
5
I never will forget this crying;
In faith I’ll trust it all my days,
And when o’er all my sins I’m sighing,
Into the Father’s heart I’ll gaze;
For there is always to be found
Free mercy without end and bound.
6
Though I be robbed of ev’ry pleasure
That makes my soul and body glad
And be deprived of earthly treasure
And be forsaken, lone, and sad,
Though my desire for help seem vain,
His mercy shall with me remain.
7
Though earthly trials should oppress me
And cares from day to day increase;
Though earth’s vain things should sore distress me
And rob me of my Savior’s peace;
Though I be brought down to the dust,
Still in His mercy I will trust.
8
When all my deeds I am reviewing,
The deeds that I admire the most,
I find in all my thought and doing
That there is naught whereof to boast,
Yet this sweet comfort shall abide—
In mercy I can still confide.
9
Let mercy cause me to be willing
To bear my lot and not to fret.
While He my restless heart is stilling,
May I His mercy not forget!
Come weal, come woe, my heart to test,
His mercy is my only rest.
10
I’ll stand upon this firm foundation
As long as I on earth remain;
This shall engage my meditation
While I the breath of life retain;
And then, when face to face with Thee,
I’ll sing of mercy, great and free.
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