All My Heart This Night Rejoices - The Hymns and Carols of Christmas
All My Heart This Night Rejoices - The Hymns and Carols of Christmas
All My Heart This Night Rejoices - The Hymns and Carols of Christmas
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<strong>All</strong> <strong>My</strong> <strong>Heart</strong> <strong>This</strong> <strong>Night</strong> <strong>Rejoices</strong><br />
Second Sunday in Advent<br />
<strong>The</strong> Coming <strong>of</strong> the Day <strong>of</strong> the Lord<br />
Johann von Rist, 1651<br />
Source: Lyra Germanica: First Series, Songs for the Household, 1855<br />
Behold the fig-tree, <strong>and</strong> all the trees; when they now shoot forth, ye see <strong>and</strong> know <strong>of</strong> your own selves<br />
that summer is now nigh at h<strong>and</strong>. So likewise ye, when ye see these things come to pass, know ye that<br />
the kingdom <strong>of</strong> God is nigh at h<strong>and</strong>.<br />
From the Gospel<br />
Awake,<br />
thou careless world, awake!<br />
<strong>The</strong> final day shall surely come;<br />
What Heaven hath fix'd Time cannot shake,<br />
It cannot sweep away thy doom.<br />
Know, what the Lord Himself hath spoken<br />
Shall come at least <strong>and</strong> not delay;<br />
Though heaven <strong>and</strong> earth shall pass away,<br />
His stedfast word can ne'er be broken.<br />
Awake! He comes to judgment, wake!<br />
Sinners, behold His countenance<br />
In beauty terrible, <strong>and</strong> quake<br />
Condemn'd beneath His piercing glance.<br />
Lo! He to whom all power is given,<br />
Who sits at God's right h<strong>and</strong> on high,<br />
In fire <strong>and</strong> thunder draweth nigh,<br />
To judge all nations under Heaven.<br />
Awake, thou careless world, awake!<br />
Who knows how soon our God shall please<br />
That suddenly that day should break?<br />
We fathom not such depths as these.<br />
Oh guard thee well from lust <strong>and</strong> greed;<br />
For as the bird is in the snare,<br />
Or ever <strong>of</strong> its foe aware,<br />
So comes that day with silent speed.<br />
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