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Sixth Sunday after Trinity.
Know ye not, that so many of us as were baptized into Christ, were
baptized into His death?
From the Epistle. [Rom. 6:3]
9,8,9,8
O der alles hätt verloren
Anon.
trans. by Catherine Winkworth, 1855
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Well for him who all things losing,
E'en himself doth count as nought,
Still the one thing needful choosing
That with all true bliss is fraught!
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Well for him who nothing knoweth
But his God, whose boundless love
Makes the heart wherein it gloweth,
Calm and pure as saints above!
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Well for him who all forsaking
Walketh not in shadows vain,
But the path of peace is taking
Through this vale of tears and pain!
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Oh that we our hearts might sever
From earth's tempting vanities,
Fixing them on Him for ever
In whom all our fulness lies!
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Oh that we might Him discover
Whom with longing love we've sought,
Joining us to Him for ever,
For without Him all is nought!
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Oh that ne'er our eyes might wander
From our God, so might we cease
Ever o'er our sins to ponder,
And our conscience be at peace!
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Thou abyss of love and goodness,
Draw us by Thy cross to Thee,
That our senses, soul, and spirit
Ever one with Christ may be!
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