Time Out, Episode 158

Text: Philippians 1
Hymn: 418, O Lord, Throughout These Forty Days
Kretzmann Commentary: Philippians 1
Bonus Bumper: 116 Clique, 13 Letters, To Live is Christ (feat. Trip Lee)
Bonus Hymn: 419, Savior, When in Dust to Thee

We have a bonus hymn for the beginning of Lent! Matthew Pancake, from the podcast/radio program Radical Grace, accompanied and mixed for Hymn 419. On the occasion of this joint venture, if you donate to Time Out and mention Hymn 419, we will split the donation with Radical Grace and give you a link to download the hymn all by itself. Whether or not you donate, we’d love to hear your feedback on the hymn.

Philippians 1 is a reminder that apparent setbacks to the Gospel can actually advance the Gospel. Paul is jailed, but he preaches to the souls in prison — how’s that for being Christ-like?

Our first hymn helps us kick off the 40 days of Lent, which corresponds to Jesus’s 40 days in the wilderness. May we use the gift of this season to repent and hear the Gospel.

A lot of comfort can be had in our second Lenten hymn. While we ask God to hear our penitential cry through despair and death, we know that Christ has triumphed and will reveal that triumph on the last day.

 
Hymn 418 Text: © 1978 Lutheran Book of Worship
Podcast under OneLicense.Net A-718131.

O Lord, throughout These Forty Days

1. O Lord, throughout these forty days
   You prayed and kept the fast;
   Inspire repentance for our sin,
   And free us from our past.
2. You strove with Satan, and You won;
   Your faithfulness endured;
   Lend us Your nerve, Your skill and trust
   In God’s eternal Word.
3. Though parched and hungry, yet You prayed
   And fixed Your mind above;
   So teach us to deny ourselves,
   Since we have known God’s love.
4. Be with us through this season, Lord,
   And all our earthly days,
   That when the final Easter dawns,
   We join in heaven’s praise.

Savior, When in Dust to Thee

1. Savior, when in dust to Thee
   Low we bow the adoring knee;
   When, repentant, to the skies
   Scarce we lift our weeping eyes;
   Oh, by all Thy pains and woe
   Suffered once for us below,
   Bending from Thy throne on high,
   Hear our penitential cry!
2. By Thy helpless infant years,
   By Thy life of want and tears,
   By Thy days of deep distress
   In the savage wilderness,
   By the dread, mysterious hour
   Of the insulting tempter’s power
   Turn, oh, turn a fav’ring eye;
   Hear our penitential cry!
3. By Thine hour of dire despair,
   By Thine agony of prayer,
   By the cross, the nail, the thorn,
   Piecing spear, and torturing scorn,
   By the gloom that veiled the skies
   O’er the dreadful sacrifice,
   Listen to our humble sigh;
   Hear our penitential cry!
4. By Thy keep expiring groan,
   By the sad sepulchral stone,
   By the vault whose dark abode
   Held in vain the rising God,
   O, from earth to heav’n restored,
   Mighty, reascended Lord,
   Bending from Thy throne on high,
   Hear our penitential cry!