Unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon His shoulder: and His name shall be called wonderful, counselor, the mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6
Words: Martin Luther, 1531 (Vom Himmel hoch da komm ich her). This version was published in the Pennsylvania Lutheran Church Book, 1868, and is based on translations by Arthur T. Russell and Catherine Winkworth.
Good news from Heav’n the angels bring,
Glad tidings to the earth they sing:
To us this day a Child is giv’n,
To crown us with the joy of Heav’n.
This is the Christ, our God and Lord,
Who in all need shall aid afford;
He will Himself our Savior be,
From all our sins to set us free.
To us that blessedness He brings,
From which the Father’s bounty springs;
That in the heavenly realm we may
With Him enjoy eternal day.
All hail, Thou noble Guest, this morn,
Whose love did not the sinner scorn:
In my distress Thou com’st to me,
What thanks shall I return to Thee?
Were earth a thousand times as fair,
Beset with gold and jewels rare,
She yet were far too poor to be
A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee.
Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child,
Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled,
Within my heart, that it may be
A quiet chamber kept for Thee.
Praise God upon His heavenly throne;
Who gave to us His only Son;
For this His hosts, on joyful wing,
A blest New Year of mercy sing.