1 Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child,
Make thee a bed, soft, undefiled
Within our hearts, that they may be
All quiet chambers kept for thee.
2 Our hearts for very joy do leap,
Our lips no more can silence keep;
We, too, must sing with joyful tongue
That sweetest ancient cradle song.
3 Glory to God in highest heaven,
Who unto man his Son hath given,
While angels sing with tender mirth
A glad new year to all the earth.
Source: The Worshipbook: Services and Hymns #279
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|The Cyber Hymnal #30||Ah, Dearest Jesus||Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child||VON HIMMEL HOCH||Martin Luther; Catherine Winkworth||LM|