1.
You children come along!
Sees, what here nevertheless that is!
A poor child in the stable
Rests in dark midnight;
Maria haelt's in nut/mother hat
And Josef holds is awake.
2. O which glory!
Army crowds far and broadly!
From the sky their praise singing schallt:
"honour God in the Hoeh '
And Fried ' on ground connection lifelong,
That God us gladly seh!"
3. Its August fully dear glow
Also on us children rests.
Give us the welfare and into the heart,
Mach us it directly and piously,
That everyone of us himmelwaerts
To his welfare and come!
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