Today on Boxing Day, I come here to celebrate with you.
I have this old Christmas song by Paul Gerhardt (1653) have brought for you.
would probably be the past, I can gain very little.
Today it is different.
I sing this song for you in the hope that someday maybe everyone likes to sing it.
As a dialogue between the soul and the spirit or
between the astral body and the ICH or
between Sophia and the Christ or
between the wisdom and love or self
between mind and spirit of life or
between Manas and Buddhi or
between female and male principle or
between the sister and brother or
between the child and his parents ...
and at the end then also between the mother and the child.
The thing in and through us and be born, and between us and wants to come into the world.
first I stand here by your Nativity, O Christ
you my life;
I come, bring and give to you,
What you have given me.
Take it, it's my spirit and mind,
heart, soul and courage to take everything out
And let's be pleasing to you.
second As I still was not born,
So there you have borne me
And you own me at all,
Before I knew you ', elected. Before I
be made by your hand,
There you have already awarded with you,
wanted as you think.
third I was in deepest night of death,
You were my sun,
The sun that I spent
light, life, joy and bliss.
O sun, which values the light of faith in
beset me, (better today: How beautiful are searching Des ...,)
me in your rays.
4th I see you with joy
And can not see my fill;
And because I can now no more, (now ... now I do not ...) Stay
I want adoration.
O that my mind is an abyss would
And my soul a vast sea,
that I would catch you!
5.Wann many times my heart cries in grief
And find no comfort can
If you call me. "I am your friend, your sins
A damper
What you mourn, O my brother (listed in the input context? rather, what do you mourn, O my sister)
since you should be good things, I atone
your debts.
should be in the crib!
for children great noble Lord
Are golden cradle.
Oh hay and straw is too bad,
velvet, silk, purple would be right to place this child
it!
7.Nehm away the straw, take away the hay!
I will pick flowers,
That is my Saviour bearing on
lovely violas;
with roses, carnations, rosemary
From beautiful gardens I want to sprinkle it
from above.
8th You do not ask about the world through lust
Even after the body of joy;
you have set up with us,
suffer at our shop,
seek my soul glory
own self through your grief;
I will not defend you.
9th But one thing I hope you will me
My Saviour not refuse:
That I may take up to and
in my heart. So leave me but
be your manger;
Come, come, and lay with me a
you and all your joys! There
The melody here to sing: each http://www.lieder-archiv.de/lieder/show_song.php?ix=200062
And here in a nice piano version with prelude, interlude and postlude:
PS:
About Crime and Punishment in verse 5 would reflect further and talk. But now, not here.
And also to the 6th and 7 Verse I present myself.
First, because I find the "golden" points on the good things of the Spirit.
Second, because at least for me to live the unity of consciousness currently includes more and more the offering or the celebration of the God-consciousness, in whatever form, in which "... and because I can now not further ..." .
And third, because in the picture that the Christmas cake stands for the bread of life ... sprinkled with sugar or powdered (offered flowers or candy) to the (previously only for Christmas and Advent not already) to have any share. :-)
Merry Christmas to all of us.
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