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All my heart this night rejoices - A Song of Joy at Dawn
(Paul Gerhardt/Catherine Winkworth/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)

A Song of Joy at Dawn.

1. All my heart this night rejoices,
    as I hear,
    far and near,
  sweetest angel voices;
"Christ is born," their choirs are singing,
    till the air
    everywhere
  now with joy is ringing.

2. For it dawns, – the promised morrow
    of his birth
    who the earth
  rescues from her sorrow.
God to wear our form descendeth,
    of his grace
    to our race
  here his Son he lendeth:

3. yea, so truly for us careth,
    that his Son
    all we've done
as our offering beareth;
  as our Lamb who, dying for us,
    bears our load,
    and to God
   doth in peace restore us.

4. Hark! a voice from yonder manger,
    soft and sweet,
    doth entreat:
  "Flee from woe and danger;
brethren, come: from all doth grieve you
    you are freed;
    all you need
  I will surely give you."

5. Come, then, let us hasten yonder;
    here let all,
    great and small,
  kneel in awe and wonder.
Love him who with love is yearning;
    hail the Star
    that from far
  bright with hope is burning!

6. Ye who pine in weary sadness,
    weep no more,
    for the door
  now is found of gladness.
Cling to him, for he will guide you
    where no cross,
    pain or loss,
  can again betide you.

7. Hither come, ye heavy-hearted,
    who for sin,
    deep within,
  long and sore have smarted;
for the poisoned wounds you're feeling
    help is near;
    One is here
  mighty for their healing!

8. Hither come, ye poor and wretched;
    know his will
    is to fill
  every hand outstretchèd;
here are riches without measure,
    here forget
    all regret,
  fill your hearts with treasure.

9. Blessed Saviour, let me find thee!
    Keep thou me
    close to thee,
  cast me not behind thee!
Life of life, my heart thou stillest,
    calm I rest
    on thy breast,
  all this void thou fillest.

10. Thee, dear Lord, with heed I'll cherish,
    live to thee,
    and with thee
  dying, shall not perish;
but shall dwell with thee for ever,
    far on high,
    in the joy
  that can alter never.

Catherine Winkworth, Lyra Germanica, The Christian Life, 1868, 12-14.
Translation of part of Paul Gerhardt's German hymn
Fröhlich soll mein Herze springen.

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