All My Heart This Night Rejoices
Words: Paul Gerhardt
Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1858
Music: EBELING, Johann Georg Ebeling, 1666
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
Ev'rywhere
Now with joy is ringing.
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:
Yea, so truly for us careth,
That His Son
All we've done
As our off'ring beareth;
As our Lamb who, dying for us,
Bears our load,
And to God
Doth in peace restore us.
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."
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!