Sunday, November 22, 2009

Hymn for the Last Sunday of the Church Year.


1.     O my soul hear this and rejoice! 
Forget all your hurt and pain!
It's the summons of Christ's own voice

Calling you from death's dark vale.

From sorrow and all misery

You're to be saved eternally

Nothing has been heard like it

And it is to last without end.



2.     Day and night I have been calling 
To my Lord, the living God.

Just too much was all my suffering,

But he'll save me in the end.

As a weary traveller yearns

To reach the goal of his tough ways

So I too have long been yearning

To see the end of my sojourning.




3.     For just as the roses blooming

Right amongst those thorns and spikes 
So Christians are always dwelling 
Midst danger, fear plus all the likes. 
As ocean waves are always there,

Storming gales don't stop causing fear

So our earthly lives are also

Filled with threats and trouble more so.




4.     World and devil, sin and hell's fire, 
Our own human flesh and blood

Plague our souls with evil desire

Leave no thoughts of truly good.

We are full of fear and sore,

Hard lots press since we are born

Making life a sorry story –

That's the whole truth for far too many.



5.     Therefore Jesus Christ have mercy,

You are the only hope!

Draw still closer and then help us

For you only truly can.

Lift our hearts in faith to you,

That we trust what you're to do

Our salvation and your glory

Are the happy end of life's story!



6.     O my soul hear this and rejoice!

Forget all your hurt and pain!

It's the summons of Christ's own voice

Calling you from death's dark vale.

You're to see his glorious pride

Never ending on his side

Triumph, triumph, jubilation –

It`s your final summation!



2009 Translation of "Freu Dich sehr, o meine Seele und vergiß all Not und Qual ..." 1620 in Saxony. LKG 359 by Wilhelm Weber.

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