All my heart again rejoices
as I hear, far and near,
sweetest angel voices;
"Christ is born," their choirs are singing,
till the air ev'rywhere
now with joy is ringing.

Jesus' voice from lowly manger
softly thus call to us:
"You are safe from danger;
come and see; 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.

You, dear Lord, I'll ever cherish;
though my breath fail in death,
I will never perish:
by your side in light eternal
I shall be endlessly
filled with joy supernal.