CHRISTMAS CAROL
Es komt ein schif geladen
A ship comes sailing onwards With a precious freight on board; It bears the only Son of God, It bears the Eternal Word. | A precious freight it brings us, Glides gently on, yet fast; Its sails are filled with Holy Love, The Spirit is its mast. | And now it casteth anchor, The ship hath touched the land; God's Word hath taken flesh, the Son Among us men doth stand. | At Bethlehem, in the manger, He lies, a babe of days; For us He gives Himself to death, O give Him thanks and praise. | Whoe'er would hope in gladness To kiss this Holy Child, Must suffer many a pain and woe Patient like Him and mild; | 85 Must die with Him to evil And rise to righteousness, That so with Christ he too may share Eternal life and bliss. | |