Erhalt uns, Herr, bei deinem Wort

by Martin Luther

Erhalt uns, Herr, bei deinem Wort,
den Ketzern wehr, die Türken mord,
die Christum und die Kirchen schon
wollen stürzen von ihrem Thron.

Beweis dein Macht, Herr Jesu Christ,
dass du Herr aller Herren bist
beschirm dein arme Christenheit
dass sie dich lob in Ewigkeit.

Gott heiliger Geist, du Tröster wert,
erhalt dein Kirch in Fried auf Erd,
steh ihr bei, wann der Ketzer Rott
sie stürzen will in Angst und Not.

How Firm a Foundation

by John Rippon

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
is laid for your faith in his excellent Word!
What more can he say than to you he hath said,
to you, who for refuge to Jesus have fled?

In every condition, in sickness, in health;
in poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth;
at home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,
as thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be.

'Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
for I am thy God and will still give thee aid;
I'll strengthen and help thee, and cause thee to stand
upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.'

'When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
the rivers of woe shall not thee overflow;
for I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,
and sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.'

'When through fiery trials thy pathways shall lie,
my grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply;
the flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.'

'E'en down to old age all my people shall prove
my sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
and when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn,
like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne.'

'The soul that on Jesus has leaned for repose,
I will not, I will not desert to its foes;
that soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I'll never, no never, no never forsake.'

Do You Love Me?

by Sheldon Harnick

Golde, do you love me?
Do I what?
Do you love me?
Do I love you?
Well?

With our daughters getting married
And this trouble in the town
You're upset, you're worn-out
Go inside, go lie down
Maybe it's indigestion!

Golde, I'm asking you a question!
Do you love me?
You're a fool!
I know! But do you love me?
Do I love you?
Well?

For 25 years I've washed your clothes
Cooked your meals, cleaned your house
Given you children, milked your cow
After 25 years, why talk about love right now?

Golde, the first time I met you
Was on our wedding day
I was scared
I was shy
I was nervous
So was I

But my father and my mother
Said we'd learn to love each other
So now I'm asking, Golde

Do you love me?
I'm your wife!
I know! But do you love me?
Do I love him?
Well?

For 25 years I've lived with him
Fought with him, starved with him
25 years my bed is his
If that's not love, what is?

Then you love me!
I suppose I do
And I suppose I love you, too

It doesn't change a thing
But even so
After 25 years
It's nice to know

Wesley Covenant Prayer

by John Wesley

I am no longer my own, but thine.
Put me to what thou wilt, rank me with whom thou wilt.
Put me to doing, put me to suffering.
Let me be employed for thee or laid aside for thee,
exalted for thee or brought low for thee.
Let me be full, let me be empty.
Let me have all things, let me have nothing.
I freely and heartily yield all things to thy pleasure and disposal.
And now, O glorious and blessed God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit,
thou art mine, and I am thine.
So be it.
And the covenant which I have made on earth,
let it be ratified in heaven.
Amen.