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


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).

Lina Sandell (1832–1903)


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.