All Praise to Thee, Eternal Lord

All Praise to Thee, Eternal Lord
Martin Luther (1483–1546)

All praise to Thee, Eternal Lord,
Who wore the garb of flesh and blood;
And chose a manger for Thy throne,
While worlds on worlds were Thine alone.

Once did the skies before Thee bow;
A virgin’s arms contain Thee now;
While angels who in Thee rejoice
Now listen for Thine infant voice.

A little Child, Thou art our Guest,
That weary ones in Thee may rest:
Forlorn and lonely is Thy birth,
That we may rise to heaven from earth.

Thou comest in the darksome night
To make us children of the light,
To make us, in the realms divine,
Like Thine own angels, round Thee shine.

All this for us Thy love hath done;
By this to Thee our love is won;
For this our joyful songs we raise,
For this we sing Thee ceaseless praise.

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