• Lamb of God
    Mr. Schwall
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    Pastor Wessel (Catechism and Spanish)
Memory Work




 

Due Friday, April 12

Ride on, ride on in majesty! Hark! All the tribes hosana cry. 
O Savior meek, pursue you road, With palms and scattered garments strowed.

Ride on ride in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die.
O Christ, your triumphs now beging O'er captive death and conquered sin.

Ride on, ride in majesty! The angel armies of the sky
Look down with sad and wond'ring eyes To see th' approaching sacrifice.


 

Due Tuesday April 16

Were you there when they crucified my Lord? 
Were you there when they crucified my Lord? 
Oh, sometime it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.

Were you there when they crucified my Lord? 

Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?
Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?
Oh, sometime it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble
Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?

Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?
Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?
Oh, sometime it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble
Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?

 

Due Friday May 3

Jesus lives! The vict'ry's won! Death no longer can appall me.
Jesus lives! Death's reign is done! From th egrave Christ will recall me.
Brighter scenes will then commence; This shall be my confidence.

Jesus lives! To him the throne High o'er heav'n and earth is given.
I shall go where he is gone, Live and reign with him in heaven.
God is faithful; doubting hence! This shall be my confidence.

 

Due Friday May 9 & 14

In Christ alone my hope is found He is my light, my strenth, my song:
This cornerstone, this solid ground, Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace, When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my all in all, Here in the love of Christ I stand. 

In Christ alone who took on flesh, Fullness of God in helpless babe.
This gift of love and righteousness, Scorned by the ones he came to save.
Till on that cross, as Jesus died, The wrath of God was satisfied;
For ev'ry sin on him was laid. Here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground his body lay, Light of the world by darkness slain;
Then bursting forth in glorous day Up from the grave he rose again!
And as he stands in victory, Sin's curse has lost its grip on me.
For I am his and he is mine - Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

No guilt in life, no fear in death, This is the pow'r of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny.
No pow'r of hell, no scheme of man Can ever pluck me from his hand;
Till he returns or calls me home, Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand.