When we all get to heaven
(Eliza Hewitt / Emily Wilson)
Dieses Lied erzählt von der wundersamen
Liebe unseres Herrn Jesus und von dem
Paradies, dass Er für uns bereitet hat.
Was für ein Freudentag wird es sein, wenn wir
vor Jesu Angesicht stehen.
Sing the wondrous love of Jesus,
Sing his mercy and his grace.
In the mansions bright and blessed,
He'll prepare for us a place.
When we all get to heaven,
What a day of rejoicing that will be.
When we all see Jesus,
We'll sing and shout the victory.
While we walk the pilgrim pathway,
Clouds will overspread the sky.
But when traveling days are over,
Not a shadow, not a sigh.
When we all get to heaven,
What a day of rejoicing that will be.
When we all see Jesus,
We'll sing and shout the victory.
Onward to the prize before us
Soon His beauty we'll behold.
Soon the pearly gates will open,
We shall tread the streets of gold
When we all get to heaven,
What a day of rejoicing that will be.
When we all see Jesus,
We'll sing and shout the victory.
When we all see Jesus,
We'll sing and shout the victory.
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How great Thou art
(based on a Swedish poem
written by Carl Gustav Boberg)
Du grosser Gott, wenn ich ehrfürchtig
Deine Schöpfung betrachte:
die Sterne am Firmament,
wie der Donner Deine Macht demonstriert,
dann singt meine Seele laut Dir zu:
Was für ein grosser Gott Du bist.
O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
When Christ shall come, with shouts of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim:"my God, how great Thou art!"
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
When through the woods, and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.
And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin
 
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Family Bible
(Walter Breeland, Paul Buskirk / Claude Gray)
Erzählt die Geschichte eines Mannes,
der sich an seine Kindheit erinnert,
wie am Ende eines harten Arbeitstages
die
Familienbibel gelesen wurde.
Die Seiten waren schon abgenutzt und schwer leserlich.
Er kommt zum Schluss, dass unsere Welt viel besser wäre,
wenn mehr Bibeln daheim gelesen würden.
"Rock of Ages" bedeutet, dass Gott der Herr unser
Felsen und Anker bis in alle Ewigkeit ist.
"Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages, cleft for me."
There's a Family Bible on the table
Its pages worn and hard to read
But that Family Bible on the table
Will ever be my key to memories.
At the end of day when work was over
And when the evenin' meal was done
Dad would read to us from the Family Bible
And we'd count our many blessings one by one.
I can see us sittin' round the table
When from the Family Bible dad would read
And I can hear my mother softly singin':
"Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages, cleft for me."
Now this old world of ours is filled with trouble
This old world would oh, so better be
If we found more Bibles on the table
And mothers singing:"Rock of Ages, cleft for me."
I can see us sittin' round the table
When from the Family Bible dad would read
And I can hear my mother softly singin':
"Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages, cleft for me.
Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages, cleft for me."
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Are you washed in the blood
(Elisha A. Hoffman)
Jesus' Blut hat die Kraft der Reinigung aller Sünden.
Vertraust du in Seine Gnade?
Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Are you fully trusting in His grace this hour?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Are you washed (are you washed) in the blood
(in the blood )
In the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb?
Are your garments spotless are they white as snow?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Lay aside your garments that are stained with sin
And be washed in the blood of the Lamb.
There's a fountain flowing for the soul unclean
Oh, be washed in the blood of the Lamb!
Are you washed (are you washed) in the blood
(in the blood )
In the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb?
Are your garments spotless are they white as snow?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Are your garments spotless are they white as snow?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
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Just a closer walk with Thee
(Traditional)
Dieses Lied ist ein Gebet:
Lieber Herr Jesus, ich bin schwach
aber Du bist stark.
Beschütze mich vor allem Bösen
und halte alles Übel fern von mir.
Lass mich jeden Tag näher neben Dir gehen.
Lass es so sein Herr, möge Dein Wille geschehen.
I am weak, but thou art strong
Jesus, keep me from all wrong
I'll be satisfied as long
As I walk, (let me walk) dear Lord, close to thee
Just a closer walk with Thee
Grant it Jesus, is my plea
Daily walking close to Thee
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be
Through this world of toil and snares,
If I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee
Just a closer walk with Thee
Grant it Jesus, is my plea
Daily walking close to Thee
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be
When my feeble life is o'er,
And time for me will be no more,
Guide me gently, safely o'er
To Thy kingdom, dear Lord, to Thy shore.
Just a closer walk with Thee
Grant it Jesus, is my plea
Daily walking close to Thee
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be
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Turn your eyes upon Jesus
(Helen H. Lemmel)
Wenn du Sorgen hast und kein Licht
in der Dunkelheit siehst, richte deine
Augen auf Jesus und die irdischen
Probleme werden plötzlich ganz klein.
O soul are you weary and troubled
No light in the darkness you see
There's light for a look at the Savior
And life more abundant and free
Turn your eyes upon Jesus
Look full in His wonderful face
And the things of earth
Will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
Through death into life everlasting
He passed and we follow Him there
Over us sin no more hath dominion
For more than conqu'rors we are
Turn your eyes upon Jesus
Look full in His wonderful face
And the things of earth
Will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
His word shall not fail you He promised
Believe Him and all will be well
Then go to a world that is dying
His perfect salvation to tell
Turn your eyes upon Jesus
Look full in His wonderful face
And the things of earth
Will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
And the things of earth
Will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
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Standing on the promises
(R. Kelso Carter)
Gott steht zu seinem Versprechen,
indem er uns Christus,
unseren König, als Erretter sandte.
Standing on the promises of Christ my King
Through eternal ages let His praises ring
Glory in the highest, I will shout and sing
Standing on the promises of God
Standing, standing
Standing on the promises of God my Savior
Standing, standing
I'm standing on the promises of God.
Standing on the promises of Christ the Lord
Bound to Him eternally by love's strong cord
Overcoming daily with the Spirit's sword
Standing on the promises of God.
Standing, standing
Standing on the promises of God my Savior
Standing, standing
I'm standing on the promises of God.
Standing on the promises I cannot fall
Listening every moment to the Spirit's call
Resting in my Savior as my all in all
Standing on the promises of God
Standing, standing
Standing on the promises of God my Savior
Standing, standing
I'm standing on the promises of God.
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In the garden
(C. Austin Miles)
Erzählt von einem Mann, der im Rosengarten spazieren
geht und die Stimme von Jesus hört.
Die Vögel hören auf zu singen, während eine von Gott
gegebene Melodie sein Herz erfrischt.
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
He speaks and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet that the birds hush their singing
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
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What a friend we have in Jesus
(Joseph Scriven / Charles Converse)
dedicated to our family and late Mom in Denver Colorado
Jesus ist unser Freund, der all unsere Sorgen.Versuchungen
und unseren Kummer mit uns teilt.
Oft haben wir keinen inneren Frieden
und erleiden unnötigen Schmerz,
weil wir uns IHM im Gebet nicht mitteilen.
What a friend we have in Jesus
All our sins and grief to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
Are we weak and heavy-laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
Do your friends despise, forsake you?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms
He'll take and shield you,
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The old rugged cross
(George Bennard)
Auf einem fernen Hügel
stand ein altes verwittertes Kreuz
als Zeichen der Schande
und des unermesslichen Leidens Jesu.
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of suffering and shame
And I love that old cross where the Dearest and Best
For a world of lost sinners was slain
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown
In the old rugged cross stained with blood so divine
A wondrous beauty I see
For `twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died
To pardon and sanctify me
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown
To the old rugged cross I will ever be true
Its shame and reproach gladly bear
Then He'll call me some day to my home far away
Where His glory forever I'll share
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown
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I'll fly away
(Albert E. Brumley)
Wenn du Sorgen hast und kein Licht
in der Dunkelheit siehst, richte deine
Augen auf Jesus und die irdischen
Probleme werden plötzlich ganz klein.
Some glad morning when this life is o'er
I'll fly away
To a home on God's celestial shore
I'll fly away
I'll fly away Oh glory, I'll fly away.
When I die, hallelujah, by and by,
Oh I'll fly away.
Just a few more weary days and then,
I'll fly away
To a land where joy shall never end
I'll fly away
I'll fly away Oh glory, I'll fly away.
When I die, hallelujah, by and by
Oh I'll fly away.
When I die, hallelujah, by and by
Oh I'll fly away.
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Why me Lord
(Kris Kristofferson)
Was habe ich je in meinem verpfuschten
Leben getan, Herr Jesus, dass ich Deine
grosse Liebe verdient hätte?
Ich lege meine Seele in Deine Hände.
Why me, Lord?
What have I ever done to deserve even one
Of the pleasures I've known
Tell me Lord,
What did I ever do that was worth loving you
All the kindness You've shown
Lord help me Jesus I've wasted it so
Help me Jesus I know what I am
Now that I know that I've needed you so
Help me Jesus my soul's in Your hand
Try me, Lord. Do You think there's a way
I can live from today, giving my heart to You?
Maybe Lord, I can show someone else
What I've been through myself
On my way back to You
Lord help me Jesus I've wasted it so
Help me Jesus I know what I am
But now that I know that I've needed you so
Help me Jesus my soul's in Your hand
Lord help me Jesus I've wasted it so
Help me Jesus I know what I am
But now that I know that I've needed you so
Help me Jesus my soul's in Your hand
Jesus my soul's in Your hand
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