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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Ernst C. Homburg Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #151 (1941) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death, our foe, Who, Thyself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe,-- Thro' thy suff'rings, death, and merit I eternal life inherit: Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, O Thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst Thou my soul deliver From the bonds of sin forever. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou hast borne the smiting only That my wounds might all be whole; Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely, Rest to give my weary soul; Yea, the curse of God enduring, Blessing unto me securing. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Heartless scoffers did surround Thee, Treating Thee with shameful scorn And with piercing thorns they crowned Thee. All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne That as Thine Thou mightest own me And with heavenly glory crown me. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 5 Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee That from pain I might be free; Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee,-- Thence I gain security; Comfortless Thy soul did languish Me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 6 Thou hast suffered great affliction And hast borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, Fully to atone for me; Thou didst choose to be tormented That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 7 Then, for all that wrought my pardon, For Thy sorrows deep and sore, For Thine anguish in the Garden, I will thank Thee evermore, Thank Thee for Thy groaning, sighing, For Thy bleeding and Thy dying, For that last triumphant cry, And shall praise Thee, Lord, on high. Topics: The Church Year Lent Scripture: Matthew 26:64-67 Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Ernst C. Homburg; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Hymns to the Living God #162 (2017) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the life of all the living, Christ, the death of death, our foe; who Thyself for me once giving to the darkest depths of woe, patiently didst yield Thy breath but to save my soul from death; praise and glory ever be, blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, O Christ, hast taken on Thee bitter strokes, a cruel rod; pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, 0 Thou sinless Son of God; only thus for me to win, rescue from the bonds of sin; praise and glory ever be, blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou didst bear the smiting only that it might not fall on me; stoodest falsely charged and lonely that I might be safe and free; comfortless that I might know comfort from Thy boundless woe; praise and glory ever be, blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Then for all that wrought our pardon, for the sorrows deep and sore, for The anguish in the garden, I will thank Thee evermore, thank Thee with my latest breath for Thy sad and cruel death, for that last and bitter cry, praise Thee evermore on high. Topics: Jesus Christ Suffering and Death Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Christ, the Life of all the living

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #257 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death our foe, Who, Thyself for us once giving To the darkest depths of woe, Patiently didst yield Thy breath But to save my soul from death: Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, ah Thou, hast taken on Thee Bitter strokes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, 0 Thou sinless Son of God, Only thus for me to win Rescue from the bonds of sin: Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou didst bear the smiting only That it might not fall on me; Stoodest falsely charged and lonely That I might be safe and free; Comfortless, that I might know Comfort from Thy boundless woe: Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Then, for all that wrought our pardon, For Thy sorrows deep and sore, For Thine anguish in the garden, I will thank Thee evermore,-- Thank Thee with my latest breath For Thy sad and cruel death; For that last and bitter cry, Praise Thee evermore on high. Topics: TheChurch Year The Passion; Forgiveness of Sin; Forgiveness of Sin Wrought by Christ; Gratitude to God and Christ; Redemption Languages: English Tune Title: CHRIST, THE LIFE OF ALL THE LIVING
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Ernst C. Homburg; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns to the Living God #278 (2023) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the life of all the living, Christ, the death of death, our foe; who Thyself for me once giving to the darkest depths of woe, patiently didst yield Thy breath but to save my soul from death; praise and glory ever be, blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, O Christ, hast taken on Thee bitter strokes, a cruel rod; pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, 0 Thou sinless Son of God; only thus for me to win, rescue from the bonds of sin; praise and glory ever be, blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou didst bear the smiting only that it might not fall on me; stoodest falsely charged and lonely that I might be safe and free; comfortless that I might know comfort from Thy boundless woe; praise and glory ever be, blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Then for all that wrought our pardon, for the sorrows deep and sore, for the anguish in the garden, I will thank Thee evermore, thank Thee with my latest breath for Thy sad and cruel death, for that last and bitter cry, praise Thee evermore on high. Topics: Jesus Christ Suffering and Death Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: E. C. Homburg, 1605-81 ; C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #333 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death, our foe, Who, Thyself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe-- Through thy suff'rings, death, and merit I eternal life inherit: Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, ah, Thou, hast taken on Thee Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, 0 Thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst Thou my soul deliver From the bonds of sin forever. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou hast borne the smiting only That my wounds might all be whole; Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely, Rest to give my weary soul; Yea, the curse of God enduring, Blessing unto me securing. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Heartless scoffers did surround Thee, Treating Thee with shameful scorn, And with piercing thorns they crowned Thee. All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne That as Thine Thou mightest own me And with heavenly glory crown me. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 5 Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee That from pain I might be free; Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee-- Thence I gain security; Comfortless Thy soul did languish Me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 6 Thou hast suffered great affliction And hast borne it patiently, Even death by crucifixion, Fully to atone for me; Thou didst choose to be tormented That my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. 7 Then, for all that wrought my pardon, For Thy sorrows deep and sore, For Thine anguish in the Garden, I will thank Thee evermore, Thank Thee for Thy groaning, sighing, For Thy bleeding and Thy dying, For that last triumphant cry, And shall praise Thee, Lord, on high. Topics: Jesus, Our Redeemer Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Ernst Christoph Homburg; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Moravian Book of Worship #334 (1995) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the life of all the living, Christ, the death of death, our foe; Christ, for us yourself once giving to the darkest depths of woe: through your suff'ring, death and merit, life eternal we inherit; thousand, thousand thanks are due, dearest Jesus, unto you. 2 You have suffered great affliction and have borne it patiently, even death by crucifixion: our atonement full and free. Lord, you chose to be tormented, that our doom should be prevented; thousand, thousand thanks are due, dearest Jesus, unto you. 3 Lord, for all that bought our pardon, for the sorrows deep and sore, for the anguish in the garden, we will thank you evermore, thank you for the groaning, sighing, for the vict'ry of your dying, for that last triumphant cry, praise you evermore on high. Topics: Lent; Christ--Atonement; Christ--Sacrifice of; Christ--Temptation of; Christian year--Lent Scripture: Psalm 74:10 Languages: English Tune Title: ZURICH
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Ernst Christoph Homburg, 1605-1681; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Worship #339 (2006) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the life of all the living, Christ, the death of death, our foe, Christ, yourself for me once giving to the darkest depths of woe: through your suff'ring, death, and merit life eternal I inherit. Thousand, thousand thanks are due, dearest Jesus, unto you. 2 You have suffered great affliction and have borne it patiently, even death by crucifixion, fully to atone for me; for you chose to be tormented that my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks are due, dearest Jesus, unto you. 3 Then, for all that bought our pardon, for the sorrows deep and sore, for the anguish in the garden, I will thank you evermore; thank you for the groaning, sighing, for the bleeding and the dying, for that last triumphant cry, praise you evermore on high. Topics: Lent; Atonement; Lent Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Ernst C. Homburg; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Gray) #371 (1987) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 with refrain Refrain First Line: thousand, thousand thanks are due Lyrics: 1 Christ, the life of all the living, Christ, the death of death, our foe, Christ, for us yourself once giving to the darkest depths of woe: through your suffering, death, and merit, life eternal we inherit; Refrain: thousand, thousand thanks are due, dearest Jesus, unto you. 2 You have suffered great affliction and have borne it patiently, even death by crucifixion: our atonement full and free. Lord, you chose to be tormented that our doom should be prevented; Refrain 3 Lord, for all that bought our pardon, for the sorrows deep and sore, for the anguish in the garden, we will thank you evermore. For the victory of your dying sinful nature mortifying Refrain Topics: Cross of Christ; Suffering of Christ; Lent; Cross of Christ; Suffering of Christ; Thanksgiving & Gratitude Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Christ, the Life of All the Living

Author: Ernst C. Homburg, 1605-1681; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878 Hymnal: Christian Worship #396 (2021) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the life of all the living, Christ, the death of death, our foe, who, thyself for me once giving to the darkest depths of woe: through thy suff'rings, death, and merit I eternal life inherit. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, dearest Jesus, unto thee. 2 Thou, ah! Thou hast taken on thee bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; pain and scorn were heaped upon thee, 0 thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst thou my soul deliver from the bonds of sin forever. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, dearest Jesus, unto thee. 3 Thou hast borne the smiting only that my wounds might all be whole; thou hast suffered, sad and lonely, rest to give my weary soul; yea, the curse of God enduring, blessing unto me securing. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, dearest Jesus, unto thee. 4 Heartless scoffers did surround thee, treating thee with cruel scorn, and with piercing thorns they crowned thee. All disgrace thou, Lord, hast borne that as thine thou mightest own me and with heav'nly glory crown me. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, dearest Jesus, unto thee. 5 Thou hast suffered men to bruise thee that from pain I might be free; falsely did thy foes accuse thee: thence I gain security. Comfortless thy soul did languish me to comfort in my anguish. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, dearest Jesus, unto thee. 6 Thou hast suffered great affliction and hast borne it patiently, even death by crucifixion, fully to atone for me. Thou didst choose to be tormented that my doom should be prevented. Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, dearest Jesus, unto thee. 7 Then, for all that wrought my pardon, for thy sorrows deep and sore, for thine anguish in the garden, I will thank thee evermore, thank thee for thy groaning, sighing, for thy bleeding and thy dying, for that last triumphant cry and shall praise thee, Lord, on high. Topics: Lent Scripture: Isaiah 53:3-12 Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Christ, The Life Of All The Living

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Ernst Christoph Homburg Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #400 (1930) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death our foe, Who, Thyself for me once giving To the darkest depths of woe, Madest reconciliation And didst save me from damnation: Praise and glory ever be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, O Christ, hast taken on Thee Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, 0 Thou sinless Son of God! Thus didst Thou my soul deliver From the bonds of sin forever. Praise and glory ever be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Heartless scoffers did surround Thee, Treating Thee with cruel scorn, E'en with piercing thorns they crowned Thee; All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne, That as Thine Thou mightest own me And with heav'nly glory crown me. Praise and glory ever be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee, That from pain I might be free; Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee-- Thence I gain security; Comfortless once Thou didst languish, Me to comfort in my anguish. Praise and glory ever be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. Topics: The Church Year Passion Languages: English Tune Title: GOTHA

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