536. Deck Thyself, My Soul, with Gladness

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 Sun who all my life dost brighten,
light who dost my soul enlighten,
joy the best a hear e'er knoweth,
fount whence all my being floweth;
at thy feet I cry, "My Maker,
let me be a fit partaker
of this blessèd food from heaven
for our good, thy glory given.

3 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 it's treasure,
through the gifts thou here dost give me
as thy guest in heav'n receive me.

Text Information
First Line: Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness
Title: Deck Thyself, My Soul, with Gladness
Author: J. Franck (1649)
Translator: Catherine Winkworth (1863)
Publication Date: 1985
Meter: 88.88 D trochaic
Scripture: ;
Source: Schmücke dich
Language: English
Tune Information
Composer: Johann Crüger (1649)
Meter: 88.88 D trochaic
Key: E♭ Major

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