As this poem makes us understand what many men
must have felt when the Gospel was once more made
accessible to them in their own language, and without
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the intervention of "men's devices," so the next little
song expresses that trust in Christ as the only
Mediator and channel of salvation, which had been
long obscured by teachings about the Virgin and the saints.
THE MEDIATOR.
8,7,8,7,4,4,10,4,4,10
Christe, wahrer Sohn Gottes frohn
Hans Sachs
trans. by Catherine Winkworth, 1869
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O Christ, true Son of God most high,
Thy name we praise for ever;
Whoe'er to Thee for help doth cry
Shall find Thee fail him never;
'Tis Thou wilt plead,
Thou intercede
With God, for us who need Thy prayers so sore:
Thy bitter strife
Hath wrought us life,
And Thine be thanks and praise for evermore!
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To Thee the Father giveth now
All power in earth and heaven;
Sin, Satan, Death to Thee must bow,
All fetters Thou hast riven,
Bade fear to cease,
And made our peace,
That now to God we dare our hearts outpour:
Thy bitter strife
Hath wrought us life,
And Thine be thanks and praise for evermore!
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Fulness of grace is in Thy Word;
The Life, the Truth, the Way
To life eternal art Thou, Lord;
To Thee alone we pray,
Who didst appear
A servant here
To bear the sin that crushed the world before:
Thy bitter strife
Hath wrought us life,
And Thine be thanks and praise for evermore!
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