Scripture Verse

Our Redeemer, the Lord of hosts. Isaiah 47:4


Ernst W. Olson (1870–1958)

Words: Am­brose of Mi­lan (340–397). Trans­lat­ed by Ola­vus Pe­tri (1493–1552) & Ernst W. Ol­son (1870–1958).

Music: För­loss­ning­en Är Vun­nen Ger­man En­chi­ri­di­on, 1524 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know the orig­in­al La­tin ti­tle, or the title (Swed­ish?) when trans­lat­ed by Olav­us Pe­tri,

Ambrose of Milan (340–397)


Now hail we our Re­deem­er,
Eternal Son of God,
Born in the flesh to save us,
And cleanse us in His blood.
The Morning Star ascendeth,
Light to the world He lendeth,
Our Guide in grief and gloom.

A man, of God begotten,
Brought in the age of grace;
Lo, all the earth is radiant
With light, and hope, and peace.
Our prison He demolished,
Death’s power He abolished,
And opened Hea­ven’s gate.

O Je­sus, grant us mercy,
And grace on us bestow,
To walk by Thine own guidance,
Thy saving truth to know.
For Thee our hearts are yearning,
From worldly pleasures turning
Unto Thy right­eous­ness.

Into Thy hand the Fa­ther
Gave all, that we might be
In bonds of faith united,
And dedicate to Thee,
A people through Thy merit
Entitled to inherit
Thy realm eternally.