Ye are built up a spiritual house, an holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices, acceptable to God by Jesus Christ.

Encumber'd heart! lay by thy sorrow, My head! be thou no longer bowed, For yonder dawns the welcome morrow, Which God for rest to man allowed; Which God for rest to man commended, That rest Himself had sanctified. Rise up! much time thou'st misapplied, For God's own sacred work intended.

Sacred Hymns from the German — Part 19

Come! Egypt's bricks and straw forsaking, On them no more your labour spend; Of dew-like manna now partaking, In God's most holy courts attend. To Him your solemn vows renewing, Your priesthood's work perform with zeal, That while devoutly thus you kneel, Glory to Him may be accruing.

Sacred Hymns from the German — Part 19

My God! I now appear before Thee, And wait thy every sign to see; How can I serve, or how adore Thee, Without thy Spirit strengthening me? If He, of grace the sole dispenser, Sin's torment ease not, how rejoice? In prayer to Thee how raise my voice, Unless his incense fill my censer?

Sacred Hymns from the German — Part 19

How can my harp give tones of sweetness, Unless thy finger sweep the string? How can I steer my course with meetness, Without thy star enlightening? Unless this flame burn bright within me, Can I a grateful offering prove, Unless it fill me with thy love, And from the dust of earth shall win me?

Christ fills my heart with deep desire Within his temple gates to be; Here is thine altar, here thy fire, And fulness of thy Majesty. Thy mercy-seat, thy sanctuary, Thy light and law, the bread of heaven, The graces by thy Spirit given, Within thy covenant-ark still tarry.

Lord! when life's work-days all are closing, Let my freed spirit with Thee rest, Safe in its Father's hands reposing, My body on its mother's breast; Till both the sabbath-rest enjoying, In heaven's own peaceful courts above, Shall live to praise Thee and to love, No other care my thoughts employing.

Lasset die Kindlein zu mir kommen, und wehret ihnen nicht; denn solcher ist das Reich Gottes.

Liebster Jesu, hier sind wir, Deinem Worte nachzuleben: Dieses Kindlein kommt zu dir, Weil du den Befehl gegeben, Dass man sie zu Christo führe, Denn das Himmelreich ist ihre.

Ja, es schallet allermeist Dieses Wort in unsern Ohren: Wer durch Wasser und durch Geist Nicht zuvor ist neu geboren, Wird von dir nicht aufgenommen, Wird in Gottes Reich nicht kommen.