Scripture Verse

Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God. 1 John 3:1

Introduction

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Oskar Ahnfelt
(1813–1882)

Words: Kar­o­li­na W. San­dell-Berg, An­de­li­ga Dagg­drop­par 1855 (Tryg­gare Kan In­gen Va­ra). Trans­lat­ed from Swed­ish to Eng­lish by Ernst W. Ol­son, in The Hym­nal and Or­der of Ser­vice, by the Ev­an­gel­i­cal Lu­ther­an Au­gus­ta­na Sy­nod of North Am­er­i­ca (Rock Is­land, Il­li­nois: Au­gus­ta­na Book Con­cern, 1925).

Music: Os­kar Ahn­felt (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Lina Sandell
(1832–1903)

Lyrics

Children of the heav’nly Father
Safely in His bosom gather;
Nestling bird nor star in Heaven
Such a refuge e’er was given.

God His own doth tend and nourish;
In His holy courts they flourish;
From all evil things He spares them;
In His mighty arms He bears them.

Neither life nor death shall ever
From the Lord His children sever;
Unto them His grace He showeth,
And their sorrows all He knoweth.

Praise the Lord in joyful numbers:
Your protector never slumbers;
At the will of your defender
Every foeman must surrender.

Though He giveth or He taketh,
God His children ne’er forsaketh;
His the loving purpose solely
To preserve them pure and holy.