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Dierk
Schaefer
One LDS Song and Two Sacrament Hymns
Through My Savior
v. 1
Father in Heaven, thy name is blessed.
Heeding thy Spirit’s pleading I repent.
For thy Beloved, with our assembling
Blessing his name, we take the sacrament.
When I remember his cup of trembling,
Drop after drop of blood was shed for me,
Oh, my Father, because of Jesus,
Then I know I may return to thee.
v. 2
I was begotten by thee my Father,
Nurtured in wondrous realms in ages past.
My older brother would be my Savior.
Then came the time: mortality at last!
Now in the shadow of mortal weakness,
Sorrow and sin and counterfeit I see.
Oh, my Father, Premortal Father,
Through my Savior I return to thee.
v. 3
Now in the morning of shadow waning,
Like when the light of morning filled a tomb,
Grant us forgiveness: both giving, gaining.
Fill us with light; dispel avenging gloom.
Once in a garden the blood was dropping;
Once on a cross the voice of mercy said:
“Oh, my Father, forgive my brother;
I forgive him with the blood I shed.”
v. 4
Through thine Anointed we seek forgiveness,
Grasping thy mercy, casting off our sin,
Through our election of his atonement:
Touching Perfection, cleansing us within.
Though opposition may feign to hinder,
Like thine Anointed we begin to be.
Oh, my Father, I now remember
My Redeemer gave his life for me.
Through my Savior I come to thee.
“Through my Savior” Copyright 2011, 2013, 2015 Jonathan Whitcomb
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Thy Will, O Lord, Be Done
v. 1
When in the wondrous realms above
Our Savior had been called upon
To save our world of sin by love
He said, “Thy will, O Lord, be done.”
v. 2
The King of Kings left worlds of light,
Became the meek and lonely One;
In brightest day or darkest night,
He said, “Thy will, O Lord, be done.”
v. 3
No crown of thorns, no cruel cross
Could make our great Redeemer shun.
He counted his own will but naught,
And said, “Thy will, O Lord, be done.”
v. 4
We take the bread and cup this day
In mem’ry of the sinless One,
And pray for strength, that we may say,
as he, “Thy will, O Lord, be done.”
Oh God, the Eternal Father
v. 1
Oh God, the Eternal Father,
Who dwells amid the sky,
In Jesus’ name we ask thee
To bless and sanctify,
If we are pure before thee,
This bread and cup of wine,
That we may all remember
That offering divine.
v. 2
That sacred, holy offering,
By man least understood,
To have our sins remitted
And take his flesh and blood
That we may ever witness
The suffering of thy Son,
And always have his Spirit
To make our hearts as one.
v. 3
When Jesus, the Anointed,
Descended from above,
And gave himself a ransom
To win our souls with love---
With no apparent beauty,
That man should him desire---
He was the promised Savior,
To purify with fire.
v. 4
How infinite that wisdom,
The plan of holiness,
That made salvation perfect
And veiled the Lord in flesh,
To walk upon his footstool
And be like man, almost,
In his exalted station,
And die, or all was lost.
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