Wartburg Hymnal ‎#103

103. Now sing we, now rejoice

1 Now sing we, now rejoice,
Now raise to heav'n our voice;
Lo, He from whom joy streameth,
Poor, in a manger lies;
Yet not so brightly beameth
The sun in yonder skies!
Thou my Savior art!
Thou my Savior art!

2 Giv'n from on high to me,
I cannot rise to Thee:
O cheer my wearied spirit!
O pure and holy Child,
Through Thy grace and merit,
Blest Jesus! Lord most mild,
Draw me unto Thee!
Draw me unto Thee!

3 Now through His Son doth shine
The Father's grace divine;
Death over us reignéd
Through sin and vanity.
The son for us obtainéd
Eternal joy on high.
May we praise Him there!
May we praise Him there!

4 O where shall joy be found?
Where but on heavenly ground?
Where now the angels singing
With all His saints unite,
Their sweetest praises bringing
In heavenly joy and light:
May we praise Him there!
May we praise Him there!

Text Information

• First Line: Now sing we, now rejoice
• Author: Anon.
• Translator: A.T. Russell
• Publication Date: 1918
• Topic: Christmas
• Notes: Now Public Domain. Translated from "Nun singet und seid froh" Tune: NUN SINGET UND SEID FROH

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