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17. All my heart this night rejoices

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
Now with joy is ringing.

2 Forth to-day the Conqu'ror goeth,
Who the foe,
Sin and woe,
Death and hell o'erthroweth,
God is man, man to deliver,
His dear Son
Now is one
With our blood forever.

3 Should we still dread God's displeasure,
Who to save
Freely gave
Us His dearest treasure?
To redeem us, He has given
His own Son
From the throne
Of His might in heaven.

4 Should He, who Himself imparted,
Aught withhold
From the fold,
Leave us broken-hearted?
Should the Son of God not love us,
Who to cheer
Suff'rers here
Left His throne above us?

5 If our blessed Lord and Maker
Hated men,
Would He then
Be of flesh partaker?
If He in our woe delighted,
Would He bear
All the care
Of our race benighted?

6 He becomes the Lamb that taketh
Sin away,
And for aye
Full atonement maketh.
For our life His own He tenders,
And our race,
By His grace,
Meet for glory renders.

7 Hark! a voice from yonder manger,
Soft and sweet,
Doth entreat:
"Flee from woe and danger;
Brethren, from all ills that grieve you,
You are freed
All you need
I will surely give you."

8 Come, then, banish all your sadness,
One and all,
Great and small,
Come with songs of gladness;
Love Him who with love is glowing.
Hail the Star
Near and far
Light and joy bestowing!

9 Ye whose anguish knew no measure,
Weep no more,
See the door
To celestial pleasure.
Cling to Him, for He will guide you
Where no cross,
Pain or loss,
Can again betide you.

10 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.

11 Hither come, ye poor and wretched,
Know His will
Is to fill
Every hand outstretched;
Here are riches without measure,
Here forget
All regret,
Fill your hearts with treasure.

12 Let me in my arms receive Thee,
On Thy breast
Let me rest,
Saviour, ne'er to leave Thee!
Since Thou hast Thyself presented
Now to me,
I shall be
Evermore contented.

13 Guilt no longer can distress me;
Son of God,
Thou my load
Bearest to release me.
Stain in me Thou findest never;
I am clean,
All my sin
Is removed forever.

14 I am pure, in Thee believing,
From Thy store
Richest robes receiving.
In my heart I will enfold Thee,
Treasure rare,
Let me there
Loving ever hold Thee!

15 Thee, O Lord, with heed I'll cherish,
While I've breath,
Nor shall death
My devotion perish;
I shall dwell with Thee forever,
Far on high,
In the joy
That can alter never.

Text Information
First Line: All my heart this night rejoices
Original Language: German
Meter: 8, 6, 6.
Publication Date: 1893
Topic: Advent and Christmas
Notes: Comp.; German: Froehlich soll mein Herze springen - P. Gerhardt, 1656
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