Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue, My glory wake and sing,
To celebrate the holy birth, of Israel’s King!
Oh awake, oh awake my soul
Oh awake, oh awake my soul
Oh awake, oh awake my soul
Awake my soul, my tongue, awake me
O happy this night that brought forth the light, Which makes the blind to see,
The Dayspring from on high came down to thee
In Bethlehem the Christ child he lies, Within a place obscure,
Your Savior’s come, O sing to God on high

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN