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Jesus and the Samaritan Woman. Duccio Text: Nicolaj Fredrik Severin Grundtvig (1783-1872) Tune: Ludvig Lindemann (1812-1887) 1. As after the waterbrooks panteth The hart when it sinks in the chase, So thirsteth. My soul, as it fainteth, For Thee, O my God, and Thy grace; For Thou art the fount ever living, Who unto the thirsty art giving The water of life that I need. 2. Why art thou disquiet within me? Why art thou cast down, O my soul? Confide in thy God, let Him win th

Text: Sadhu Sundar Singh (1889-1929) Tune: Assam Jesus and Nicodemus. Henry Ossawa Tanner 1. I have decided to follow Jesus, I have decided to follow Jesus, I have decided to follow Jesus, No turning back, no turning back. 2. The world behind me, the cross before me; The world behind me, the cross before me; The world behind me, the cross before me, No turning back, no turning back. 3. Tho' none go with me, I still will follow, Tho' none go with me, I stil

Temptation of Christ. Marco Tibaldi Text: George Hunt Smyttan (1822-1870 ) Tune: Martin Herbst (1644-1681) 1. Forty days and forty nights You were fasting in the wild; Forty days and forty nights Tempted, and yet undefiled. 2. Sunbeams scorching all the day; Chilly dew-drops nightly shed; Prowling beasts about your way; Stones your pillow; earth your bed. 3. Shall not we your sorrow share, And from earthly joys abstain, Fasting with unceasing prayer, Glad with you to su

Text: J. Armitage Robinson (1858-1933) Tune: POTSDAM by Johann Schop (1590-1667). Icon of the Transfiguration 1 'Tis good, Lord, to be here! Your glory fills the night; Your face and garments, like the sun, Shine with unborrowed light. 2 'Tis good, Lord, to be here, Your beauty to behold, Where Moses and Elijah stand, Your messengers of old. 3 Fulfiller of the past! Promise of things to be! We hail your body glorified, And our redemption see. 4 Before we taste of death,

Swedish: Jag är främling, Jag är en pilgrim Text: Mary Stanley Bunce Dana Shindler (1810-1883) Tune: Oskar Ahnfelt (1813-1882) Sermon on the Mount. Alex Miring 1. I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, I can tarry, I can tarry but a night; Do not detain me, for I am going To where the fountains are ever flowing: I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, I can tarry, I can tarry but a night. 2. There the glory is ever shining; O my longing heart, my longing heart is there: