All My Heart This Night Rejoices - The Hymns and Carols of Christmas

All My Heart This Night Rejoices
New Year
Oh Wouldst Thou In Thy Glory Come
August Hermann Francke, 1691
Source: Catherine Winkworth, The Chorale Book For England, 1863
Oh
wouldst Thou in Thy glory come,
As Thou, Lord, hast foretold it!
I count the moment's weary sum
Until we may behold it;
With burning lamp, the Church, Thy Bride,
Is waiting for the holy tide
When Thou, Lord, wilt unfold it.
Yet I would leave it to thy choice,
The hour when we shall meet Thee!
Though Thou dost love that heart and voice
Should daily thus entreat Thee,
And henceforth all my course should be
Still looking on and up to Thee,
With heart prepared to greet Thee.
I joy that from Thy love divine
No power my soul can sever;
That I may dare to call Thee mine,
My Lord, my Friend, for ever!
That I, O Prince of Life, shall be
Made wholly one in heaven with Thee,
In life that endeth never.
And therefore do my thinks o'erflow
That one more year is ended,
And of this Time, so poor, so slow,
Another step ascended;
And with a heart that may not wait
I hasten towards the golden gate
Where long my hopes have tended.
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