Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs: Translated by John KellyGerhardt, Paul
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Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs: Translated by John Kelly
Gerhardt, Paul
Hymns, English; Hymns, German -- Translations into English
Though often left to ponder,
While in dark vales I wander,
No evil fear I ever,
Distress o'ertakes me never.
Thou standest still beside me,
From wicked men dost hide me,
Thy rod and staff protect me,
And no fear can deject me.
My table Thou preparest,
For my refreshment carest,
When foes are plotting round me,
And seek to pain and wound me.
My head with oil anointest,
My empty soul appointest
Of every good and pleasure
A full o'erflowing measure.
The goodness Thou bestowest,
The mercy that Thou showest,
Till life itself forsake me,
Shall glad and joyful make me.
Thy service will I never
Forsake, but praise Thee ever,
In Thy house where Thou livest,
Reward to goodness givest.
As long as life is given
On earth here, and in heaven
Where I shall stand before Thee,
I'll evermore adore Thee!
Morning and Evening Songs.
MORNING BLESSING.
The golden morning,
Joy her adorning,
With splendour near us
Draweth, to cheer us
With her heart-refreshing and lovely light.
My head and members
Lay wrapt all in slumbers,
But now awaking,
And sleep from me shaking,
Heaven's bless'd sunshine doth gladden my sight.
Mine eye beholdeth
What God upholdeth,
Made for His glory,
To tell the story
To us of His power and might so great,
And where the Father
The faithful shall gather
In peace, whenever
Earth's lies they shall sever
And leave this mortal and perishing state.
Come ye with singing,
To God be bringing
Goods and each blessing--
All we're possessing--
All be to God as an offering brought.
Hearts with love glowing,
With praises o'erflowing,
Thanksgiving voices,
In these God rejoices,
All other off'rings without them are nought.
To morn and even
His thoughts are given,
Increase He giveth,
Sorrow relieveth,
These are the works that He doeth alone.
When we are sleeping
Watch is He aye keeping,
When we're awaking
Care still of us taking,
He makes the light of His grace to shine down.
My thoughts I've raisèd
To Thee who'rt praisèd
For aye in Heaven!
Success be given,
May all my endeavours unhinder'd be!
From ev'ry evil
And work of the devil,
All malice ever,
Oh do Thou deliver!
In all Thy precepts establish Thou me!
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