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All Saints Day
Jesus
Birth in the Koran
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All
my heart
this night rejoices
All
my heart this night rejoices,
As
I hear,
Far
and near,
Sweetest
angel voices;
Christ
is born, their choirs
are singing,
Till
the air
Everywhere
Now
with joy is ringing.
Hark! A
voice from yonder manger,
Soft
and sweet,
Doth
entreat,
Flee from woe
and danger!
Brethren,
come! From
all that grieves you,
You
are freed;
All
you need
I will surely give you.
Come,
then, let us hasten yonder!
Here
let all,
Great
and small,
Kneel
in awe and wonder!
Love
him who with love is yearning!
Hail
the Star,
That
from far
Bright
with hope is burning!
Thee,
dear Lord, with heed Ill cherish,
Live
to thee,
And
with thee
Dying,
shall not perish;
But
shall dwell with thee for ever,
Far
on high,
In
the joy
That
can alter never.
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