Soul, Adorn Thyself with GladnessBy Johann Franck, 1618-16771. - TopicsExpress



          

Soul, Adorn Thyself with GladnessBy Johann Franck, 1618-16771. Soul, adorn thyself with gladness,Leave behind all gloom and sadness;Come into the daylights splendor,There with joy thy praises renderUnto Him whose grace unboundedHath this woundrous supper founded.High oer all the heavens He reigneth,Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth. 2. Hasten as a bride to meet HimAnd with loving reverence greet Him;For with words of life immortalNow He knocketh at thy portal.Haste to ope the gates before Him,Saying, while thou dost adore Him,Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee,And I nevermore will leave Thee. 3. He who craves a precious treasureNeither cost nor pain will measure;But the priceless gifts of heavenGod to us hath freely given.Though the wealth of earth were proffered,Naught would buy the fits here offered:Christs true body, for thee riven,And His blood, for thee once given. 4. Ah, how hungers all my spiritFor the love I do not merit!Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging,Thought upon this food with longing,In the battle well-nigh worsted,For this cup of life have thirsted,For the Friend who here invites usAnd to God Himself unites us. 5. In my heart I find ascendingHoly awe, with rapture blending,As this mystery I ponder,Filling all my soul with wonder,Bearing witness at this hourOf the greatness of Thy power;Far beyond all human tellingIs the power within Him dwelling. 6. Human reason, though it ponder,Cannot fathom this great wonderThat Christs body eer remainethThough it countless souls sustaineth,And that He His blood is givingWith the wine we are receiving.These great mysteries unsoundedAre by God alone expounded. 7. Jesus, Sun of Life, my Splendor,Jesus, Thou my Friend most tender,Jesus, Joy of my desiring,Fount of life, my soul inspiring, --At Thy feet I cry, my Maker,Let me be a fit partakerOf this blessed food from heaven,For our good, Thy glory, given. 8. Lord, by love and mercy drivenThou hast left Thy throne in heavenOn the cross for us to languishAnd to die in bitter anguish,To forego all joy and gladnessAnd to shed Thy blood in sadness.By this blood, redeemed and living,Lord, I praise Thee with thanksgiving. 9. Jesus, Bread of Life, I pray Thee,Let me gladly here obey Thee.By Thy love I am invited,Be Thy love with love requited;From this Supper let me measure,Lord, how vast and deep loves treasure.Though the gifts Thou here dost give meAs Thy guest in heaven receive me.
Posted on: Wed, 30 Jul 2014 01:15:05 +0000

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