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Now all the woods are sleeping
Author: Catherine Winkworth; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #91 (1861) Meter: 7.7.8.7.7.8 Lyrics:
Now all the woods are sleeping,
And night and stillness creeping
O'er field and city, man and beast;
But thou, my heart, awake thee,
To prayer awhile betake thee,
And praise thy Maker ere thou rest.
O Sun, where art thou vanished?
The Night thy reign hath banished,
Thy ancient foe, the Night.
Farewell, a brighter glory
My Jesus sheddeth o'er me,
All clear within me shines His light.
The last faint beam is going,
The golden stars are glowing
In yonder dark-blue deep;
And such the glory given
When called of God to heaven,
On earth no more we pine and weep.
The body hastes to slumber,
These garments now but cumber;
And as I lay them by
I ponder how the spirit
Puts off the flesh t'inherit
A shining robe with Christ on high.
Now thought and labour ceases,
For Night the tired releases
And bids sweet rest begin:
My heart, there comes a morrow
Shall set thee free from sorrow
And all the dreary toil of sin.
Ye aching limbs! now rest you,
For toil hath sore oppressed you,
Lie down my weary head;
A sleep shall once o'ertake you
From which earth ne'er shall wake you,
Within a narrower, colder bed.
My heavy eyes are closing,
When I lie deep reposing—
O soul and body, where are ye?
To helpless sleep I yield them,
Oh let Thy mercy shield them,
Thou sleepless Eye, their guardian be!
My Jesus, stay Thou by me,
And let no foe come nigh me,
Safe sheltered by Thy wing;
But would the foe alarm me,
O let him never harm me,
But still Thine angels round me sing!
My loved ones, rest securely,
From every peril surely
Our God will guard your heads;
And happy slumbers send you,
And bid His hosts attend you,
And golden-armed watch o'er your beds. Languages: English
Now all the woods are sleeping
Now all the woods are sleeping
Author: Gerhardt Hymnal: Chorale Book for England, The #169 (1863) Lyrics:
Now all the woods are sleeping,
And night and stillness creeping
O'er city, man, and beast;
But thou, my heart, awake thee,
To pray'r awhile betake thee,
And praise thy Maker ere thou rest.
O Sun, where art thou vanish'd?
The Night thy reign hath banish'd,
Thy ancient foe, the Night.
Farewell, a brighter glory
My Jesus sheddeth o'er me,
All clear within me shines His light.
The last faint beam is going,
The golden stars are glowing
In yonder dark-blue deep;
And such the glory given
When called of God to heaven,
On earth no more we pine and weep.
The body hastes to slumber,
These garments now but cumber,
And as I lay them by
I ponder how the spirit
Puts off the flesh t' inherit
A shining robe with Christ on high.
Now thought and labour ceases,
For Night the tired releases
And bids sweet rest begin:
My heart, there comes a morrow
Shall set thee free from sorrow,
And all the dreary toil of sin.
Ye aching limbs! now rest you,
For toil hath sore oppress'd you,
Lie down, my weary head:
A sleep shall once o'ertake you
From which earth ne'er shall wake you,
Within a narrower, colder bed.
My heavy eyes are closing;
When I lie deep reposing,
Soul, body, where are ye?
To belpless sleep I yield them,
Oh let Thy mercy shield them,
Thou sleepless Eye, their guardian be!
My Jesus, stay Thou by me,
And let no foe come nigh me,
Safe shelter'd by Thy wing;
But would the foe alarm me,
Oh let him never harm me,
But still Thine angels round me sing!
My loved ones, rest securely,
From every peril surely
Our God will guard your heads;
And happy slumbers send you,
And bid His hosts attend you,
And golden-arm'd watch o'er your beds.
Languages: English
Now all the woods are sleeping
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
Author: Paul Gerhardt; Robert Bridges Hymnal: Moravian Book of Worship #572 (1995) Meter: 7.7.6.7.7.8 Topics: Morning and Evening; Evening hymns; God--Creator; Rest; Thankfulness Languages: English Tune Title: INNSBRUCK
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
Author: Paul Gerhardt; Robert Bridges Hymnal: Rejoice in the Lord #13 (1985) Meter: 7.7.6.7.7.8 Topics: Conclusion of Worship; In The Beginning Creator of Heaven and Earth Scripture: Job 38:1-7 Languages: English Tune Title: INNSBRUCK
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: The New Century Hymnal #94 (1995) Meter: 7.7.6.7.7.8 Topics: Evening; Jesus Christ Light Languages: English Tune Title: NUN RUHEN ALLE WÄLDER (INNSBRUCK)
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
Now all the woods are sleeping
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal. 9th ed. #a310 (1895) Lyrics: 1 Now all the woods are sleeping,
And night and stillness creeping
O’er city, man, and beast;
But thou, my heart, awake thee,
To prayer awhile betake thee,
And praise Thy Maker ere thou rest.
2 O sun! where art thou vanished?
The night thy light hath banished--
The ancient foe, the night;
God then for now appeareth
Another Sun, and cheereth
My heart--'tis Jesus Christ, my Light!
3 The last faint beam is going,
The golden stars are glowing
In yonder dark-blue deep;
Such is the glory given,
When called of God to heaven,
On earth no more we pine and weep.
4 To rest the body hasteth,
Itself of clothes divesteth,
Type of mortality!
I'll put it off, and o'er me
Christ throw the robe of glory,
And blissful immortality!
5 Head, hands, and feet so tired
Are glad the day's expired,
That work comes to an end;
My heart, be filled with gladness
That God from all earth's sadness,
And from sin's toil relief will send.
6 Ye aching limbs! now rest you,
For toil hath sore oppressed you,
Lie down, my weary head;
A sleep shall once o'ertake you
From which earth ne'er shall wake you,
Within a cold and narrow bed.
7 Mine eyes scarce ope are keeping,
A moment, I'll be sleeping,
Soul, body,--fare ye well!
In grace Thy care then make them
May evil ne'er o'ertake them,
thou Eye and Ward of Israel.
8 O Jesus, be my Cover!
And both Thy wings spread over
Thy child, and shield Thou me!
Though Satan would devour me,
Let angels ever o'er me
Sing, "This child shall uninjured be!"
9 My loved ones, rest securely,--
From every evil surely
Our God will guard your heads;
And happy slumbers send you,
And bid His hosts attend you,
And golden-armed watch o'er your beds.
Topics: The Catechism; Daily Devotion Evening Languages: English
Now all the woods are sleeping
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
Author: Paul Gerhardt (1607-1676); Catherine Winkworth (1829-1878) Hymnal: Seventh-day Adventist Hymnal #57 (1985) Meter: 7.7.6.7.7.8 Lyrics: 1 Now all the woods are sleeping,
And night and stillness creeping
O’er city, man, and beast;
But thou, my heart, awake thee,
To pray’r awhile be take thee,
And praise thy Maker ere thou rest.
2 My Jesus, stay Thou by me,
And let no foe come nigh me,
Safe sheltered by Thy wing;
But would the foe alarm me,
O let him never harm me,
But still Thine angels round me sing!
3 My loved ones, rest securely,
From every peril surely
Our God will guard your heads;
And happy slumbers send you,
And bid His hosts attend you,
And golden armed watch o’er your beds. Topics: Worship Evening Worship Scripture: Psalm 3:5 Tune Title: INNSBRUCK
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
Now all the woods are sleeping
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal #310 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Now all the woods are sleeping,
And night and stillness creeping
O’er city, man, and beast;
But thou, my heart, awake thee,
To prayer awhile betake thee,
And praise Thy Maker ere thou rest.
2 O sun! where art thou vanished?
The night thy light hath banished--
The ancient foe, the night;
God then for now appeareth
Another Sun, and cheereth
My heart--'tis Jesus Christ, my Light!
3 The last faint beam is going,
The golden stars are glowing
In yonder dark-blue deep;
Such is the glory given,
When called of God to heaven,
On earth no more we pine and weep.
4 To rest the body hasteth,
Itself of clothes divesteth,
Type of mortality!
I'll put it off, and o'er me
Christ throw the robe of glory,
And blissful immortality!
5 Head, hands, and feet so tired
Are glad the day's expired,
That work comes to an end;
My heart, be filled with gladness
That God from all earth's sadness,
And from sin's toil relief will send.
6 Ye aching limbs! now rest you,
For toil hath sore oppressed you,
Lie down, my weary head;
A sleep shall once o'ertake you
From which earth ne'er shall wake you,
Within a cold and narrow bed.
7 Mine eyes scarce ope are keeping,
A moment, I'll be sleeping,
Soul, body,--fare ye well!
In grace Thy care then make them
May evil ne'er o'ertake them,
thou Eye and Ward of Israel.
8 O Jesus, be my Cover!
And both Thy wings spread over
Thy child, and shield Thou me!
Though Satan would devour me,
Let angels ever o'er me
Sing, "This child shall uninjured be!"
9 My loved ones, rest securely,--
From every evil surely
Our God will guard your heads;
And happy slumbers send you,
And bid His hosts attend you,
And golden-armed watch o'er your beds.
Topics: The Catechism; Daily Devotion Evening Languages: English
Now all the woods are sleeping
Now all the woods are sleeping
Author: Paul Gerhardt; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #310 (1908) Lyrics: 1 Now all the woods are sleeping,
And night and stillness creeping
O’er city, man, and beast;
But thou, my heart, awake thee,
To pray'r awhile betake thee,
And praise thy Maker ere thou rest.
2 O sun! where art thou vanished?
The night thy light hath banished--
The ancient foe, the night;
God then for now appeareth
Another Sun, and cheereth
My heart--'tis Jesus Christ, my Light!
3 The last faint beam is going,
The golden stars are glowing
In yonder dark-blue deep;
Such is the glory given,
When called of God to heaven,
On earth no more we pine and weep.
4 To rest the body hasteth,
Itself of clothes divesteth,
Type of mortality!
I'll put it off, and o'er me
Christ throw the robe of glory,
And blissful immortality!
5 Head, hands, and feet so tired
Are glad the day's expired,
That work comes to an end;
My heart, be filled with gladness
That God from all earth's sadness,
And from sin's toil relief will send.
6 Ye aching limbs! now rest you,
For toil hath sore oppressed you,
Lie down, my weary head;
A sleep shall once o'ertake you
From which earth ne'er shall wake you,
Within a cold and narrow bed.
7 Mine eyes scarce ope are keeping,
A moment, I'll be sleeping,
Soul, body,--fare ye well!
In grace Thy care then make them
May evil ne'er o'ertake them,
Thou Eye and Ward of Israel.
8 O Jesus, be my Cover!
And both Thy wings spread over
Thy child, and shield Thou me!
Though Satan would devour me,
Let angels ever o'er me
Sing, "This child shall uninjured be!"
9 My loved ones, rest securely,--
From every evil surely
Our God will guard your heads;
And happy slumbers send you,
And bid His hosts attend you,
And golden-armed watch o'er your beds. Topics: The Catechism Evening Languages: English Tune Title: INNSPRUCK
Now all the woods are sleeping
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
Author: Paul Gerhardt; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4616 Meter: 7.7.6.7.7.8 Lyrics: 1. Now all the woods are sleeping,
And night and stillness creeping
O’er city, man, and beast;
But thou, my heart, awake thee,
To prayer awhile betake thee,
And praise thy Maker ere thou rest.
2. My Jesus, stay Thou by me,
And let no foe come nigh me,
Safe sheltered by Thy wing;
But would the foe alarm me,
O let him never harm me,
But still Thine angels round me sing!
3. My loved ones, rest securely,
From every peril surely
Our God will guard your heads;
And happy slumbers send you,
And bid His hosts attend you,
And golden armed watched o’er your beds. Languages: English Tune Title: INNSBRUCK
Now All the Woods Are Sleeping
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