All my heart this night rejoices, As I hear, far and near, sweetest angel voices; “Christ is born,” their choirs are singing, Till the air, everywhere, now with joy is ringing.
Hark! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, doth entreat, “Flee from woe and danger; Brethren, come; from all that grieves you You are freed; all you need I will surely give you.”
Come, then, let us hasten yonder; Here let all, great and small, kneel in awe and wonder, Love Him Who with love is yearning; Hail the star that from far bright with hope is burning.
Source:
The Cyber Hymnal (http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/a/l/l/allmyhea.htm)
