Sunday, November 18, 2007

Luther's Hymn for Fuller Graduates



I am a nice, friendly, cuddy sheep. No, those are not fangs. I am smiling at you. We need love and friendship. No more fighting about dogma. God wants His Church to grow. I can make purpose-driven disciples who are becoming missional, and every one is a minister.

Matthew 7:15 Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.


O Lord, look down from heaven, behold
And let Thy pity waken;
How few are we within Thy fold,
Thy saints by men forsaken!
True faith seems quenched on every hand,
Men suffer not Thy Word to stand;
Dark times have us overtaken.

(2) With fraud which they themselves invent
Thy truth they have confounded;
Their hearts are not with one consent
On Thy pure doctrine grounded.
While they parade with outward show,
They lead the people to and fro,
In error's maze astounded.

(3) May God root out all heresy
And of false teachers rid us
Who proudly say: "Now, where is he
That shall our speech forbid us?
By right or might we shall prevail;
What we determine cannot fail;
We own no lord and master."

(5) As silver tried by fire is pure
From all adulteration
So through God's Word shall men endure
Each trial and temptation.
Its light beams brighter through the cross,
And purified from human dross,
It shines thru every nation.

Martin Luther, 1523, "O Lord, Look Down from Heaven, Behold," The Lutheran Hymnal, St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941, Hymn #260. Psalm 12.