Lutheran Hymnody
The Hymns
LIFE EVERLASTING
619
Jerusalem, Thou City Fair and High
Matt. 17: 1–9
10. 6. 10. 6. 7. 6. 7. 6.
Jerusalem, du hochgebaute Stadt
Johann M. Meyfart, 1626
Tr., Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt.
Jerusalem, du hochgebaute Stadt
Melchior Franck, 1663
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5
What glorious throng and what resplendent host
Comes sweeping swiftly down?
The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most,
The Church’s brightest crown,
Our Lord hath set to meet me,
As in the far-off years
Their words oft came to greet me
In yonder land of tears.
6
The patriarchs’ and prophets’ noble train,
With all Christ’s followers true,
Who bore the cross and could the worst disdain
That tyrants dared to do,
I see them shine forever,
All-glorious as the sun,
Mid light that fadeth never,
Their perfect freedom won.
7
And when within that lovely Paradise
At last I safely dwell,
What songs of bliss shall from my lips arise,
What joy my tongue shall tell,
While all the saints are singing
Hosannas o’er and o’er,
Pure hallelujahs ringing
Around me evermore!
8
Unnumbered choirs before the shining throne
Their joyful anthems raise
Till heav’n’s glad halls are echoing with the tone
Of that great hymn of praise
And all its host rejoices,
And all its blessèd throng
Unite their myriad voices
In one eternal song.
Adoration
Opening of Service
Lord’s Day
Worship and Praise
Close of Service
The Church Year
Advent
Christmas
New Year’s Eve
New Year
Epiphany
Transfiguration
Presentation
Lent
Palm Sunday
Maundy Thursday
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Easter
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St. Michael’s and All Angels
Reformation
St. Andrew
St. John the Apostle
Holy Innocents
Annunciation
Invitation
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The Sacraments
Baptism
Lord’s Supper
Confession and Absolution
Confirmation
The Redeemer
Faith and Justification
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New Obedience
Trust
Stewardship
Christian Warfare
Prayer
The Church
Communion of Saints
Ministry
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Cross and Comfort
Times and Seasons
Morning
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Harvest and Thanksgiving
The Nation
The Last Things
Death and Burial
Judgment
Life Everlasting
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Christian Education
Special Occasions
Cornerstone Laying
Dedication
Church Anniversary
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Foreign Missionaries
Absent Ones
The Long-Meter Doxology
Carols and Spiritual Songs