"Redeemed, Restored, Forgiven" by Henry W. Baker, 1821-1877 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Redeemed, restored, forgiven, Through Jesus' precious blood, Heirs of His home in heaven, Oh, praise our pardoning God! Praise Him in tuneful measures Who gave His Son to die; Praise Him whose sevenfold treasures Enrich and sanctify. 2. Once on the dreary mountain We wandered far and wide, Far from the cleansing fountain, Far from the pierced side; But Jesus sought and found us And washed our guilt away; With cords of love He bound us To be His own for aye. 3. Dear Master, Thine the glory Of each recovered soul. Ah! who can tell the story Of love that made us whole? Not ours, not ours, the merit; Be thine alone the praise And ours a thankful spirit To serve Thee all our days. 4. Now keep us, holy Savior, In Thy true love and fear And grant us of Thy favor The grace to persevere Till, in Thy new creation, Earth's time-long travail o'er, We find our full salvation And praise Thee evermore. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #32 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 15:24 Author: Henry W. Baker, 1876 Tune: "Ich dank' dir, lieber Herre" 1st Published in: _Musika Deutsch_ Town: Nuernberg, 1532 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely "Redeemed, Restored, Forgiven" by Henry W. Baker, 1821-1877 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Redeemed, restored, forgiven, Through Jesus' precious blood, Heirs of His home in heaven, Oh, praise our pardoning God! Praise Him in tuneful measures Who gave His Son to die; Praise Him whose sevenfold treasures Enrich and sanctify. 2. Once on the dreary mountain We wandered far and wide, Far from the cleansing fountain, Far from the pierced side; But Jesus sought and found us And washed our guilt away; With cords of love He bound us To be His own for aye. 3. Dear Master, Thine the glory Of each recovered soul. Ah! who can tell the story Of love that made us whole? Not ours, not ours, the merit; Be thine alone the praise And ours a thankful spirit To serve Thee all our days. 4. Now keep us, holy Savior, In Thy true love and fear And grant us of Thy favor The grace to persevere Till, in Thy new creation, Earth's time-long travail o'er, We find our full salvation And praise Thee evermore. _______________________________________ Notes: Hymn #32 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Luke 15:24 Author: Henry W. Baker, 1876 Tune: "Ich dank' dir, lieber Herre" 1st Published in: _Musika Deutsch_ Town: Nuernberg, 1532 ______________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________