Jesus sinners doth receive

 

‘I, a sinner, come to Thee
With a penitent confession;
Savior, mercy show to me
Grant for all my sins remission.
Let these words my soul relieve:
Jesus sinners doth receive.

Oh, how blest it is to know;
Were as scarlet my transgression,
It shall be as white as snow
By Thy blood and bitter Passion:
For these words I now believe:
Jesus sinners doth receive.

Now my conscience is at peace,
From the Law I stand acquitted;
Christ hath purchased my release
And my every sin remitted.
Naught remains my soul to grieve,–
Jesus sinners doth receive.

Jesus sinners doth receive.
Also I have been forgiven;
And when I this earth must leave,
I shall find an open heaven.
Dying, still to Him I cleave–
Jesus sinners doth receive.’

LSB 609 (Stanzas 4-7)

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Put your trust in this one sure thing

“Lord, Thee I love with all my heart;
I pray Thee, ne’er from me depart;
With tender mercy cheer me.
Earth has no pleasure I would share,
Yea, Heav’n itself were void and bare
If Thou, Lord, wert not near me.
And should my heart for sorrow break,
My trust in Thee can nothing shake.
Thou art the portion I have sought;
Thy precious blood my soul has bought.
Lord Jesus Christ,
My God and Lord, my God and Lord,
Forsake me not! I trust Thy Word.”

Lord, Thee I Love With All My Heart (LSB 708)

 

To sing yourself or your baby to sleep

Now rest beneath night’s shadow
The woodland, field and meadow,
The world in slumber lies.
But you, my heart, awaking
And prayer and music making,
Let praise to your creator rise.

The radiant sun has vanished,
Its golden rays are banished
From darkening skies of night;
But Christ, the sun of gladness,
Dispelling all our sadness,
Shines down on us in warmest light.

Now all the heavenly splendor
Breaks forth in starlight tender
From myriad worlds unknown,
And we, this marvel seeing,
Forget our selfish being
For joy of beauty not our own.

Lord Jesus since you love me,
Now spread your wings above me
And shield me from alarm.
Though satan would devour me,
Let angel guards sing over me:
This child of God shall meet no harm.

My loved ones, rest securely,
For God this night will surely
From peril guard your heads.
Sweet slumbers may he send you
And bid his hosts attend you
And through the night watch over your beds.

Paul Gerhardt, ‘Now rest beneath night’s shadow’ (Lutheran Worship Hymn # 485)

A hymn to flood your heart with love and peace

Jesus, Thy boundless love to me.
No thought can reach, no tongue declare.
Unite my thankful heart to Thee,
And reign without arrival there!
Thine wholly, Thine alone I am;
Be Thou alone my constant flame.

O grant that nothing in my soul
May dwell, but Thy pure love alone;
O, may Thy love possess me whole
My joy, my treasure, and my crown!
All coldness from my heart remove;
My every act, word, thought be love.

This love unwearied I pursue,
And dauntlessly to Thee aspire.
O may Thy love my hope renew,
Burn in my soul like heavenly fire!
And day and night, be all my care
To guard this sacred treasure there.

In suff’ring be Thy love my peace,
In weakness be Thy love my pow’r;
And when the storms of life shall cease,
O Jesus in that final hour,
Be Thou my rod and staff and guide,
And draw me safely to thy side.

Hymn ‘Jesus, Thy Boundless Love to Me’ (LSB 683)