1. 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. 2. Hark! a voice from yonder manager, Soft and sweet, doth entreat; ’Flee from woe and danger; Brethren, come: from all doth grieve you You are freed: all you need I will surely give you.’ 3. Come, then, let us hasten yonder; Here let all, great and small, kneel in awe wonder, Love Him who with love is yearning; Hail the Star that, from far, Bright with hope is burning. 4. Thee, O Lord, with heed I’ll 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.