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Twenty-fourth Sunday after Trinity

Jesus answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things; but one thing is needful, and Mary hath chosen that good part which shall not be taken away from her.

Luke 10:41,42

8,8,8,8,10,10,10,10

Eins ist Noth

Schröder. 1697.

trans. by Catherine Winkworth, 1855

One thing is needful! Let me deem

Aright of that whereof He spoke;

All else, how sweet soe'er it seem,

Is but in truth a heavy yoke,

'Neath which the toiling spirit frets and pants,

Yet never finds the happiness it wants:

This one can make amends, whate'er I miss,

Who hath it finds in all his joy through this!

My soul, wouldst thou this one thing find?

Seek not amid created things;

Leave what is earthly far behind,

O'er Nature heavenward stretch thy wings,

Where God and man are One, in whom appear

All truth and fulness, thou hast found it here,--

The better part, the One thing needful He,

My One, my All, my Joy, who saveth me.

As Mary once devoutly sought

The eternal truth, the better part,

And sat, enwrapt in holy thought,

At Jesu's feet with burning heart,

For nought else caring, yearning for the word

That should be spoken by her Friend, her Lord,

Losing her All in Him, His word believing,

And through the One all things again receiving:

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Even so is all my heart's desire

Fixed, dearest Lord, on Thee alone;

Oh make me true and draw me nigher,

And make Thyself, O Christ, my own.

Though many turn aside to join the crowd,

To follow Thee in love my heart is vowed,

Thy word is life and spirit, whither go?

What joy is there in Thee we cannot know?

All perfect wisdom lies in Thee

As in its primal hidden source;

Oh let my will submissive be,

And hold henceforth its even course,

Controlled by truth and meekness, for high Heaven

To lowly simple hearts hath wisdom given;

Who knoweth Christ aright, and in Him lives,

Hath won the highest prize that wisdom gives.

Oh that my soul from sleep might wake,

And ever, Lord, Thine image bear!

Thee for my portion I will take,

Thy holiness Thou bidd'st us share,

Whate'er we need for God-like walk and life

Is given to us in Thee; oh end this strife,

And free me from the love of passing things,

To know alone the life from Thee that springs!

What can I ask for more? Behold

Thy mercy is a very flood;

I know that Thou hast passed of old

Into the Holiest through Thy blood,

And there redeemed for ever those who lay

Beneath the rule of Satan; now are they

Made free by Thee, who erst were slaves and weak,

And childlike hearts the name of Father speak.

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Deep joy and peace and holy calm

Fill my once restless spirit now;

O'er verdant pastures free from harm,

She follows Thee, her shepherd Thou;

Whate'er rejoices or consoles us here,

Is not so sweet as feeling Thou art near;

This One is needful, but all else is dross,

Let me win Christ, all other gain is loss.

One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord, and to enquire in His temple.

Psalm 27:4

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