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<h2>ALL MY HEART THIS NIGHT REJOICES</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Today in the city of David a Savior has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2:11</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_g_e_gerhardt_p.html" target="_blank">Paul Gerhardt</a>, <em>Praxis Pietatis Melica</em>, 1656 (<em>Fröhlich soll mein Herze springen</em>); translated from German to English by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_i_winkworth_c.html" target="_blank">Catherine Winkworth</a> in <em>Lyra Germanica</em>, 2nd Series, 1858.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Ebeling,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_e_b_ebeling_jg.html" target="_blank">Johann Georg Ebeling</a>, 1666 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_e_ebeling.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<li><a href="*****">Stella (Parker)</a></li>
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<p>All my heart this night rejoices,<br>
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As I hear, far and near, sweetest angel voices;<br>
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“Christ is born,” their choirs are singing,<br>
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Till the air, everywhere, now their joy is ringing.</p>
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<p>Forth today the Conqueror goeth,<br>
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Who the foe, sin and woe, death and hell, o’erthroweth.<br>
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God is man, man to deliver;<br>
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His dear Son now is one with our blood forever.</p>
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<p>Shall we still dread God’s displeasure,<br>
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Who, to save, freely gave His most cherished Treasure?<br>
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To redeem us, He hath given<br>
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His own Son from the throne of His might in heaven.</p>
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<p>Should He who Himself imparted<br>
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Aught withhold from the fold, leave us broken hearted?<br>
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Should the Son of God not love us,<br>
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Who, to cheer sufferers here, left His throne above us?</p>
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<p>If our blessèd Lord and Maker<br>
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Hated men, would He then be of flesh partaker?<br>
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If He in our woe delighted,<br>
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Would He bear all the care of our race benighted?</p>
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<p>He becomes the Lamb that taketh<br>
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Sin away and for aye full atonement maketh.<br>
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For our life His own He tenders<br>
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And our race, by His grace, meet for glory renders.</p>
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<p>For it dawns, the promised morrow<br>
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Of His birth, Who the earth rescues from her sorrow.<br>
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God to wear our form descendeth;<br>
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Of His grace to our race here His Son He sendeth.</p>
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<p>Hark! a voice from yonder manger,<br>
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Soft and sweet, doth entreat, “Flee from woe and danger;<br>
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Brethren, come; from all that grieves you<br>
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You are freed; all you need I will surely give you.”</p>
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<p>Come, then, let us hasten yonder;<br>
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Here let all, great and small, kneel in awe and wonder,<br>
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Love Him Who with love is yearning;<br>
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Hail the star that from far bright with hope is burning.</p>
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<p>Blessèd Savior, let me find Thee!<br>
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Keep Thou me close to Thee, cast me not behind Thee!<br>
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Life of life, my heart Thou stillest,<br>
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Calm I rest on Thy breast, all this void Thou fillest.</p>
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<p>Thee, dear Lord, with heed I’ll cherish;<br>
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Live to Thee and with Thee, dying, shall not perish;<br>
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But shall dwell with Thee for ever,<br>
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Far on high, in the joy that can alter never.</p>
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