Prizeman, Beethoven: Joyful, Joyful, We adore Thee (After Beethoven's Ode to Joy from Symphony No. 9 in D Minor, Op. 125) - Libera, Ludwig van Beethoven

Joyful, joyful

We adore Thee

God of Glory

Lord of Love

Little baby

Here among us

Sent to earth

From God above

Melt the clouds

Of sin and sadness

Drive the dark

Of doubt away

Giver of immortal gladness

Fill us with the light of day

All Thy works

With joy surround Thee

The earth and heaven

Reflect Thy grace

Stars and angels

Sing around Thee

Center of unbroken praise

Field and forest

Hill and mountain

Flowery meadow

Crashing sea

Singing bird

And flowing fountain

Call us to rejoice in Thee

These tiny hands

Created everything

These eyes have seen eternity

These little ears

Have heard the angels sing

This little baby

Is there to rescue me

Joyful, joyful

We adore Thee

God of Glory

Lord of Love

Little baby

Here among us

Sent to earth

From God above

Field and forest

Hill and mountain

Flowery meadow

Crashing sea

Singing bird

And flowing fountain

Call us to rejoice in Thee

We rejoice in Thee

Yes, we do

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