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NEW AND EXPANDED CONTENT!
We have re-organized and expanded our SOWeR hymns and music page, not only making it more searchable but also adding much more information for our subscribers. Each hymn on our site now has its own web page,with text-only lyrics for use in bulletins and overhead projection, downloadable image files with words and music, lead sheets with guitar chords, as well as pdf files of full hymn scores from the ReClaim Hymnal.

This is a work in progress; it will take some time to complete all of the hymns. Be sure to check back as our online repertoire of music keeps growing!

Check out the printed versions:
ReClaim Hymnal Hardcover Pew Edition
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Deck Thyself, My Soul, with Gladness

Source:
Public Domain

Lead Sheet (PDF)

melody and chords for guitar and voice (full page)

Key of D

Full Score (PDF)

four-part score for piano and organ (can be used as half-sheet bulletin insert)

Key of D

Music Image (PNG)

melody and words as an image file to paste into bulletins (cropped)

Key of D
Text: Johann Franck, 1618-1677; trans.Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878
Music: Johann Cruger 1598-1662
Tune: Schmucke Dich
LBW/WOV Hymn: #n/a
ReClaim/Sola Hymn: #81
Category: Communion;    Theme: Praise
Scripture: 1 Corinthians 10:16

1 Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness,
Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness,
Come into the daylight's splendor, 
There with joy thy praises render
Unto him whose grace unbounded
Hath this wondrous banquet founded:
High o'er all the heav'ns he reigneth, 
Yet to dwell with thee he deigneth.

2 Hasten as a bride to meet him,
And with loving rev'rence greet him,
For with words of life immortal
Now he knocketh at thy portal.
Haste to ope the gates before him,
Saying while thou dost adore him,
"Suffer, Lord, that I receive thee,
And I never more will leave thee."

3 Sun, who all my life dost brighten,
Light, who dost my soul enlighten,
Joy, the sweetest man e'er knoweth,
Fount, whence all my being floweth,
At thy feet I cry, my Maker,
Let me be a fit partaker
Of this blessed food from heaven,
For our good, thy glory, given.

4 Jesus, Bread of life, I pray thee,
Let me gladly here obey thee,
Never to my hurt invited,
Be thy love with love requited:
From this banquet let me measure,
Lord, how vast and deep its treasure,
Through the gifts thou here dost give me
As thy guest in heav'n receive me.